"Heyyyyy Jaune, I wassss juussst thinkinnn' about youuu, and I wannnted toooo telll youuuu that you're reaaaalllyyyy cuuute," Yang slurred as she pressed the scroll closer to her mouth. Ruby stifled a giggle as she watched her sister hit on Team JNPR's leader. Beside her, Weiss was holding her own scroll up to Yang's face to record the conversation while Blake sat behind the heiress listening intently. Ruby could hear Team JNPR laughing in the background as Jaune thought about what he had just heard.

"Ummm… Yang are you ok?" he asked nervously, "How many drinks have you had?". Ruby started to laugh out loud but Weiss' hand clamped over her mouth.

"Don't laugh, you'll give it all away you dolt!" her partner hissed, though she looked like she was resisting the urge to laugh herself. Blake, despite the small smile teasing her lips, was showing no problem maintaining her typical mellow demeanor.

"Yeeaaahhh babyyy I'm fine. I've haaad liike 18 driinks… soooo I guess youuuu could saaay I'm GREAT-teen" (Get it? Because it sounds like eighteen?). Nora laughed so hard that Team RWBY heard her from across the hallway. Yang's scroll suddenly beeped, signalling that Jaune had hung up. Finally unable to contain themselves, Ruby and Weiss burst out into hysterics. Even Blake chuckled at Yang's drunken exchange with their friend. "Ohhh coome oon guyss, I'm PUN-tastic aaat thiiisss!". When none of her teammates responded, Yang grabbed another can and held it in the air.

"GUYYS GUYSS GUYYYS!" she shouted, "I'M ONN MYY SEVENTEE-"

"Nineteenth" Blake corrected.

"NINETEENTH CAAAN! I'M GONNAA MAKE IT TO TWEEENTY!" she exclaimed excitedly, chugging the drink in on go. The mere thought of how bad the brawler's hangover would be made Blake cringe. What'll happen when we run out of drinks? Blake thought at she watched Yang start singing her favorite song from The Achieve Men.

"Okayyyy, sooo it'ss myy turrn nowww riight?" Yang asked, "Ruuubes, truth or daare?".

"Truth," Ruby said, confident that drunk Yang's questions would be a lot easier than her dares. Yang thought for a moment, then smiled and looked at her sister.

"Soooo, haave yoouu staarted to thiink abouut certaaiin boys-"

"Ewwww! Yaaang!" Ruby whined, her cheeks turning a deep shade of red. Unfortunately for Ruby, Yang either didn't hear her complaint or just decided to ignore her.

"Becaause yoouu caan't jusst fawn overrr weaapons forr the resst of youur life..."

"I don't fawn over weapons!" Ruby cried, "I just… I just like them a lot". She looked desperately to Weiss for help, but to her horror the heiress was smiling at her predicament.

"Soooo youu denyy loooking aat people'ss weaponss like girlss look at guyss?". Yang winked at the 15 year old, making her blush even more.

"No! I mean yes! I mean… I-"

"What about that time you showered with Crescent Rose?" Blake inquired amusedly. Appalled at the sudden betrayal, Ruby turned to face the faunus.

"Blake! You promised you wouldn't tell anyone!" Ruby squeaked as she turned a shade of red that complimented her cloak. "I just needed to clean her! I hate it when my baby's dirty!".

"Wait… you walked in on her while she was showering?" Weiss asked Blake, trying to hide the smirk on her lips.

"W-What are you suggesting?" Blake said defensively.

"Oh nothing," Weiss replied innocently, "I just thought that maybe Ninjas of Love was influencing you a litt-"

"I didn't mean to walk in on her!" Blake insisted, "It's her fault she didn't lock the door!"

"Sure, if you say so Belladonna" Weiss said smugly. Blake glared at her, thinking of all the ways she could exact revenge on the heiress. She was suddenly pulled from her thoughts by the sound of Yang's voice.

"Whateverrr. Youu stilll didn't answerrr myy quesstion" Yang said. Ruby looked around the group at the eager eyes waiting for her answer.

"Well… you know… I don't really like talking to stranger-"

"Ruuby, Rubyy, Ruuby" Yang tsked, "don'tt worrryy, I'm suure wee'll fiind youu a boyy eventuaally… riight girlss?".

"If she stops being such a child" Weiss huffed.

"Yeah, sure" Blake said passively, not really paying attention. Figuring those were the most positive answers her teammates were willing to give, Yang gave her embarrassed sister a pat on the back.

"Youu seee, Rubess?" she said supportively, "We caare abouut youu". Ruby groaned and buried her face in her hands to avoid eye contact with her teammates. In that moment of utter embarrassment, she decided that she definitely didn't like drunk Yang.

"Blake, truth or dare?" Weiss asked her teammate. The faunus studied her, then answered in a careful tone.

"Dare..."

Weiss darted over to the closet and pulled out a box labeled "for Blake". "I dare you to wear this for the next two turns!" the young heiress demanded as she tossed her friend the box. Blake looked at her curiously, then opened the package.

"WHAT!? WEISS!" she cried, a little out of character, as she stared in horror at what was in the box. Unable to resist, Ruby peeked over Blake's shoulder and suppressed a giggle.

"Blake! You'll look so funny!" Ruby said delightedly. Weiss smirked, clearly enjoying the moment.

"A dare is a dare" she said in a very matter-of-fact tone "This is payback for the time you locked me in the bathroom!". Blake glared at the heiress, her cheeks red with both anger and embarrassment.

"This… this is just downright racist" she growled, "I refuse to wear this". She noticed that everyone was looking expectantly at her; even Yang, who was probably too drunk to realize what was happening.

"Yeeaaah Blaakeyy, a daare is a dareee," the brawler mumbled, "waitt, whaat wasss the daree?". Blake sighed, realizing she was outnumbered three to one. She had to do it.

Slowly, she pulled a white cone with "bad kitty" written on it out of the package. Tilting her head down to avoid eye contact, she felt someone take the cone and clip it around her head. While wearing the cone meant that she couldn't see anything, she was grateful for the fact that it blocked the humiliated and defeated look on her face. She hoped that none of her teammates were currently taking photos.

"Sometimes I really don't like you guys…" she muttered as the other girls broke into laughter.

"Don't worry Blake," Ruby said, "it doesn't look that bad".

"Yeahhh," Yang agreed, "youu loookk… PURRRfect!".

"Ohhh Blakeyy," Yang cooed, "truuth or daare?".

"What?" Blake said, her voice slightly muffled by the cone, "I can get two in a row?".

"Thaat'ss howw the gamee woorks!" Yang said happily. Blake groaned and lay down on the ground.

"I guess I'll go with dare then…" she said, trying not to sound worried. She heard Yang stumble towards her and shove something into her hands.

"I daree youu to tryy thiss". Blake put the object Yang had given her above her head so she could see it.

"What!?" she hissed, "Yang, how did you get this!? You could get expelled!". Blake wasn't one to jump to conclusions, but she was sure Yang had just given her a bag of drugs; something the faunus had tried to distance herself from all her life.

"Nooo, sillyyy," Yang giggled, "It'sss not druggs, itt's caatnip!". Suddenly, Blake understood… she was in trouble.

"You… you want me to… sniff this?" Blake asked in a nervous voice. She heard someone giggling as a hand patted her on the back.

"Yeaah, jusst doo itt," Yang urged, "donn't be a chiicken". Blake gulped and awkwardly pushed the open bag to her nose.

"F-fine… but promise me you won't judge me…". Her teammates quickly assured her that anything she did wouldn't be held against her. I'm making a big mistake she thought to herself as she closed her eyes and took a big sniff.

Nothing happened… Blake thought. Then suddenly, everything went crazy.

Here it is! Sorry it took so long, but school and other things tend to take over my life. As always, leave a review and any suggestions.

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