"Look Weiss, we said we were sorry. Calm down!"
"Calm down, calm down! Don't you dare tell me to calm down!"
"It…it's only game. Weiss you haff to be mad?"
"You think this is a joke! Wipe that grin off your face!"
"Seriously, you Schnee a drink and relax."
Clang!
"Cut the shit Yang, where's Blake."
"What wrong Snow Angel? Don't wanna hang out with me anymore?"
"I am going to hurt you."
"You know princess, your blizzard is worse than your frostbite."
Crash!
"Seriously Yang! If I do not find Blake right now…I. WILL. FUCK. YOUR. SHIT. UP!"
"Aww yeah. Shake me baby but just don't break me."
Crash!
"In all seriousness, I'm sorry. I can't help it. Making jokes is a coping mechanism I use to distract me from my problem because I'm unable to deal with the stresses of real life!"
"Stay here. I'm going to track down your roommate."
"Not like I can go anywhere, you kinda tied me up. A little kinky if you ask me. But seriously, you won't find her in the kitchen or my room."
Yang watch as Weiss storms off before turning her attention to the closet. As quickly as Weiss disappeared Blake pop out and runs over to the chair Yang is tied to and begins to untie the Girl Scout knots around her hands.
"My favorite kitty coming to rescue me from me from the big bad wolf…"
"Stuff it Yang, we need to get out before—"
"Blake, how nice of you to join us this evening."
"Um…Blake's not here at the moment. Please leave your name and number after the beep."
In an effort to diffuse the situation Blake flashes Weiss a sheepish grin as Yang beeps to mimic an answering machine.
Weiss was not amuse.