"How much longer until we make it to the docks, Blake?" Ruby asked after several hours of traveling. Blake looked back at the map and then at their surroundings.
"I'd say...another hour of travel at least."
"You sure about that, Blakey?" Yang asked, cupping her hands together and looking through them with one eye. "Cause if you want I could go up that building and peer out its location!" she joked, earning a groan from the group.
"Yang, can't you stop making puns for five minutes?" Blake begged, earning a laugh from Yang.
"I can't do that, Blakey, after all…" Yang trailed off, looking out to the distance. "...Uh, guys?" she whispered, pointing forward. "Is it just me, or is that a huge horde of zombies?"
"Please tell me that was just a horrible pun," Weiss said, hopeful as she looked at what Yang was pointing at. Sure enough, there was a large horde of zombies not too far from them, blocking their path to the docks. "...Dammit, Yang."
"Hey! Don't blame me, it's not my fault-"
"For once," Blake cut her off, earning a glare from Yang.
"That was just rude," Yang admonished. "What's wrong with you? Are you not feline fine?"
"For the last time, I am not a cat!" Blake whined, causing Yang to slap her knee with a laugh.
"Ha! I don't want to hear that from someone who loves to sleep in boxes!"
"That was one time, Yang! One time!"
"Uh, guys?" Ruby called out, poking both Yang and Blake with her fingers. "I hate to break up your play fighting, but...um, it's kinda causing a bit of trouble-"
"Oh, for Oum's sake, They're coming after us!" Weiss screamed as she picked up Zwei and grabbed Ruby by the scruff of her neck. "Now move it!"
"Right behind ya, Weiss!" Yang called out, looking at the incoming horde and shrugging, going into a light jog to keep up with Weiss. The horde was slow, it would be easy to outrun them.
"Just so we're clear on things, this is Yang's fault," Blake said, earning a glare from Yang.
"Oh, that is just not-"
"Agreed."
"I agree with Weiss!" Ruby said as she shot her hand up into the air, not caring about the hurt look Yang was now sporting.
"Wow, Ruby, that's just...wow," Yang muttered, looking much like a kicked puppy. "You've known Weiss for, what, two days?"
"Well, yeah, but I also know everything about her," Ruby replied, gazing lovingly at the girl next to her.
"Yeah, that's not creepy at all," Weiss sighed, taking a chance look behind themselves. "Did we outrun them?" she asked, slowing to a stop as she saw no zombies on their trail.
"Huh, looks like-Look out!" Ruby shouted as she pulled Weiss away.
"Wha-what?!" Weiss said as she turned around, pulling her sword out. "Where is it? Where's the-"
"You almost stepped in dog poo," Ruby muttered, looking at the spot Weiss was uncomfortably close too.
"...Thanks," Weiss muttered, unsure how to feel. Sure, Ruby had almost given her a heart attack over dog poo, but on the other hand, she really didn't want to step in dog poo. Thinking it over, Weiss decided on the latter as she looked back at Ruby, who was looking at her with big, shiny eyes. "...Good girl," she mumbled, petting Ruby on the head.
"Yeah, no problem, Weiss!" Ruby said ecstatically, leaning into Weiss' hand, wanting to fully enjoy this blissful moment. She couldn't help but sigh in contentment, the girl of her dreams was touching her in ways she never imagined! 'I'm never washing my hair again!'
"Aw, how cute!" Yang said, framing the two with her hands. "If only my scroll were still working, I'd take a picture of this beautiful-"
"Gragh!" the four looked behind themselves, spotting several zombies shuffling towards them.
"Crap!" Blake cursed, taking her Glock out attempting to aim, only for Weiss to throw her arm in front of her.
"Don't, you'll only attract more!" she said, pulling Myrtenaster out. "I'll handle-"
"I'll handle this!" Ruby almost shouted, pulling out her weird anime gun and posing dramatically. "Don't worry, Weiss, your knight in black and red will protect you!"
"You idiot, I just said guns will just attract-"
"Come, Crescent Rose!" Ruby shouted, her anime gun extending forward into a pole like shape, before a crescent blade popped out of the end.
"...What?" Weiss mumbled, not believing what she was seeing.
"Wac'cha!" Ruby screamed, slicing at the small group of zombies that somehow kept up with them, decapitating them in one smooth movement. "Aw yeah!" Ruby gloated with a fist pump, having dispatching the zombies easily.
"...It really is an anime gun," Weiss mumbled, unsure how else to react.
"And that's why I don't really worry about zombies," Yang said with a shrug. "Ruby's good enough to take out an entire horde with that monster of hers!"
"Monster?!" Ruby shouted, turning towards Yang with a glare. "Don't you ever refer to my baby like that!" Ruby ordered, turning Crescent Rose back into gun form. "Oh, don't be sad, baby. Mean ol' Yang didn't mean it, she didn't mean it," she purred, rubbing her gun affectionately.
"...Why is it always the weird ones?" Weiss asked herself, hoping Ruby wouldn't become as obsessed with her as she was with Crescent Rose. 'Though maybe that wouldn't be so bad?' she thought, imagining what it would be like to have Ruby's face rubbing against her own, before shaking away the perverse thoughts. 'Damn, why does she do this to me?' she thought turning away only to find Blake staring at her.
"...Pervert," Blake whispered, causing Weiss to blush.
"Oh, shut up," Weiss whispered back, before turning back to Ruby. "So, since the pier is covered by zombies, how are we going to get a boat now?"
"Hmm," Ruby mumbled, rubbing her chin in thought. "How about...we swim?" she asked, earning a glare from Weiss.
"...I don't suppose you have any ideas, Yang?"
What about...we steal a kayak at that store," she said, pointing at a nearby sports store. "We take it about a mile off the docks, and slowly make our way to the boats that way?"
"...That might work," Weiss muttered, surprised at Yang's idea. It was true zombies couldn't swim, they would just sink like stones, making it unlikely for them to upturn their boat.
"Our best bets a speed boat, or maybe a small yacht, instead of a larger boat," Yang continued on, talking more to herself than anyone else. "If we get too big of a boat then we'd have to worry about zombies hidden away…" Everyone nodded in agreement, Vale was a good sized city, there was a good chance they could find what they were looking for at the docks.
"But what happens if there are no boats out?" Ruby asked.
"It'll be fine," Weiss said, putting a comforting hand on Ruby's shoulder. "Even if that were the case, there's bound to be a place that rents out boats, it'll be a bit of a pain to get the boat out of there, and then after that-"
"It'll be clear sailings!"
"...After that, we'll have to worry about getting fuel."
"Uh, guys. Clear sailings? Cause, you know, that means things will be easier."
"But given that it'll be a boat rental shop," Weiss continued, ignoring Yang's terrible, yet oddly enjoyable, puns. "There should be leftover fuel we can use, so we should be fine there…" Weiss trailed off, thinking over the plan once more. "But even then, there are so many uncertainties. What if someone had the same idea already? What if someone stole the fuel to use for their car? There are so many what if's that our chances of success are rather low-"
"Boring!" Yang interrupted, making her way to the sports shop. "Either way this is our best shot, so might as well take it!"
"I'm trying to say that we should make a backup plan, not that the plan is a bad one!" Weiss shot back, withholding the urge to flip Yang off.
"Agreed," Blake said with a nod. "If things do go south we'll need a proper plan to make sure we all get out alive."
"We do have a backup plan," Yang said as she turned around, pointing at Ruby. "If all else fails, Ruby kills the zombies with that monster of hers!"
"She's not a monster!" Ruby glared, taking Weiss by the hand and following after Yang.
"Yeah, yeah, sure she isn't," Yang chuckled as she entered the sports shop, looking for the perfect kayak, ignoring the scathing glare she was receiving from Ruby.
"...I wonder if it'll be alright to go fishing on the boat?" Blake muttered, looking at the fishing rods and bait that lined the walls. It would be handy for catching their own food...