Who's a good kitty?
Submitted by: aceman88
A/N: Note on setting, this occurs just after episode 16 in RWBY, Season 1. Enjoy:)
To say that Blake Belladonna was pissed would be a vast understatement. She knew that Yang was overly fond of practical jokes and pranks. She knew that Ruby was too enthusiastic to see how quickly this...proposition...could go down the drain. She knew that Weiss was a racist that... Well, actually Weiss had been the one person who had voted against the idea, and on moralistic grounds to boot, so Blake was willing to forgive her. But still, Yang's idea of 'penance' for Blake's desertion of the team when she had inadvertently revealed she was a faunus was absolutely outrageous! In a 2-1 vote (Blake had been excluded as she was the one being punished), it had been decided that Blake was to become Team RWBY's pet cat for three days. This was not only racist and degrading, but since the inter-semester break had just started, Blake couldn't even wriggle out of it by claiming that she had to devote attention to classes. She felt like the fates were conspiring against her, and truly dreaded what the next seventy-two hours were going to bring.
Day 1, Ruby
CHEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEP!
Ruby's overly annoying whistle woke the entire team, who responded with the usual assortment of moans, groans, and complaints. Weiss slowly sat up, long accustomed to Ruby's enthusiastic morning routine. Yang, as always, managed to fall spectacularly out of bed, landing solidly on the floor next to Blake.
"No catch today?" Yang groaned, complaining at Blake's refusal to catch her partner as she usually did.
"No" Blake replied, having been awake for the past hour or so quietly reading a novel with earmuffs on.
"Whyyyyyy?" Yang complained, slowly getting up.
"Hmm, let me think..." Weiss said sarcastically. "Maybe it had something to do with the fact that you were the one who 'suggested' that she become our pet for three days?"
"Yep!" Ruby agreed, cheerfully stepping on her sister's back-who groaned in protest as she was rammed back into the ground-as she waltzed over to Blake's bedside. "And she's all mine today!" Blake glanced up, at Ruby's cheerful face, completely unamused. It had been agreed (again without consulting Blake) that each of the three girls was to have one day with Blake to themselves, which worked out to three days of utter humiliation for the usually stoic cat faunus.
"Indeed" Weiss agreed, getting up and striding over to her closet to change, managing to step on Yang's back in the process.
"Am I invisible or something?!" Yang complained as her face met the floor for the third time in just under two minutes. Blake was about to offer a snarky reply when she felt Ruby's quick hands deftly remove the book from her hands, the earmuffs from her head, and her bow from her ears. Glancing up at the redhead, Blake knew what was coming. It was inevitable, after all.
"Nyaa!~" Blake purred, happily nuzzling into Ruby's palm as the younger girl scratched her cat ears.
It had been about an hour since Weiss and Yang had left the room to hunt down some breakfast and make a shopping run for the team in Vale. In that one hour Ruby had decided to cuddle continuously with her temporary pet, resulting in a very relaxed Blake. She hated to admit it, but it felt rather nice to be laying here, relaxing as her team leader massaged her into oblivion. It was too good to last. After a few more minutes of scratching, Ruby carefully shifted Blake's head onto the floor and stood up. Blake's amber eyes followed her, slightly suspicious of what was coming next but too calm to be genuinely concerned. Ruby briefly rummaged around in her canopied bed, coming back down with a cylindrical object in hand.
What is she... Blake began to wonder, before her mind froze. It was back, the cursed red dot was back.
Blake's amber eyes narrowed, sliding from side to side as they tracked her age-old enemy. She slowly uncurled, taking care to not startle the mysterious creature as she readied herself to pounce. Her muscles tensed, her senses sharpened, watching as the dot moved in lazy circles on the floor. Blake dove forward, swinging her hands down as she landed on top of the dot. It disappeared, and Blake grinned. Now to check on whether she had actually caught it... And the damn thing was loose again, flying across the floor to slowly circle around in a new area.
The process repeated itself, except that this time the dot flew away to reappear on Blake's bed. Then across the room, onto Ruby's suspended bed. Then onto the ceiling, where Blake made a heroic leap before suddenly remembering that gravity existed. She fell and landed on all fours, glaring up at the devilish light as it continued in its lazy circular path that taunted her so. Suddenly it dropped from the ceiling to the floor, where it dashed under Weiss' bed. Blake followed it with a growl, determined to catch the cursed creature. Instead of finding it however, Blake found something to calm her agitated nerves.
When she reemerged from under Weiss' bed, she possessed a small ball of black yarn, which she happily batted about. She gamboled about on the floor, making Ruby squee at the sheer cuteness of the scene. Blake's face was alight with kitten-like joy as she played with the yarn, a silly grin replaced her usual smirk. Ruby eventually joined in, and the two tussled good-naturedly as they fought for control of where the yarn went next.
When Weiss and Yang returned, they found Blake happily tangled in yarn, mewling as Ruby slowly helped her remove it. Weiss dropped her bags off at the door and moved to assist Ruby, while Yang barely tried to stifle a laugh. As soon as Ruby and Weiss managed to remove and hide the yarn, Blake slowly returned to her usual self.
"Why am I on the floor?" she asked curiously.
"Yarn?" Ruby explained, more of a question than a statement. Blake rolled up into a sitting position and nodded, seeming to accept the answer as reasonable.
"Anything else for today?" Blake asked, very calmly and very dangerously.
"I made you dinner..." Ruby hurried up as Blake's expression began to darken. "It's tuna!"
"...fine..." Blake mumbled, hating her weakness to the delicacy of all convenience foods, tuna.
Weiss and Yang (mostly Yang) pestered Ruby to tell them about the day, which she did while Blake ate. Once she was finished, they decided to all hit the hay before she could assault them, and thus the first day of Blake's penance was over.
Day 2, Weiss
The second day began more or less exactly the same as the first, and after the short melodrama of Yang complaining about not being caught by her partner, she and Ruby left to catch a Pentakill concert. This left Weiss alone with a slightly nervous Blake. Even though Weiss had been the one person (other than Blake) who had objected to this whole idea, she was still Weiss Schnee, heiress to the Schnee Dust Company and daughter to the most powerful racist of all time. So when Weiss sat down against the wall and gestured for Blake to join her, Blake did so with no little measure of trepidation. She sat down next to Weiss, who gently but firmly pulled Blake's head into her lap, where she proceeded to to gently stroke Blake's ears and hair.
"I'm sorry" Weiss began, her voice honest and sincere. "I really am. But Yang will have my head if I don't follow through..."
"Why do you even care?" Blake asked, her voice hovering somewhere between pained and venomous.
"We're a team" Weiss said simply. "We're supposed to be able to trust each other with our lives. As I said before, you can come to us, any of us, with your problems. I know Yang did this mostly as a joke, but we might as well turn this into a team-building exercise..."
"I..." Blake began, but Weiss cut her off with a particularly delightful ear scratch.
"Cats don't talk" Weiss reminded her gently.
Thus began what was perhaps the strangest day of Blake's life. She lay with her head in Weiss' lap, and the heiress whiled away the hours petting Blake. She scratched the faunus' ears, stroked her hair and back, tickled her under the chin. When leaning against the wall became uncomfortable, Weiss helped the purring faunus up and they cuddled on Blake's bed. Blake felt rather warm and fuzzy on the inside, a feeling that she had seldom experienced before. She was cuddling with the heir to the most hated person among the faunus, a person that the White Fang would gladly sacrifice a hundred members to kill. And this person, despite knowing all this, was willing to cuddle back, had actually taken the initiative to make friends with her.
"You showed me a different perspective, you know" Weiss said, almost as if she had been reading Blake's thoughts. "When I take over the company from my father, I'm going to be making plenty of changes..." Blake smiled, not hearing the rest of the heiress' speech as a sunbeam crossed onto her body, and she fell asleep.
"..iss?"
"...so cute!"
"SHUT UP!" Blake was jolted awake by Weiss' sudden outburst, and she instinctively clapped her hands over her sensitive ears.
"You barbarian, look what you've done now!" Weiss continued, cradling Blake's head and stroking her hair.
"Sorry Princess!" Yang wheezed, struggling to talk around her laughing fit. "But you looked so cute just napping there with Blake!" Blake blushed a little, and slowly wiggled her way out of Weiss' grip. Needless to say, Yang didn't let it go for the rest of the night.
Day 3 Yang
The third and final day of Blake's penance had arrived, the day that Blake had been dreading. Ruby had been playful, Weiss had been unexpectedly comforting, but Yang? She was going to be downright crazy. This theory was surprisingly not proven the instant that Ruby dragged Weiss off to the training grounds to study. Instead of instantly rushing in to embarrass Blake, Yang stretched and dropped to the floor, slowly walking over to the closet. Blake watched her with narrowed eyes, cautious around her rambunctious teammate. When Yang returned after briefly rummaging around, she was holding a delicate china plate filled with a pile of tuna topped with a sprig of mint.
"Breakfast~" Yang trilled, setting the plate down in front of Blake with a bow. Blake raised an eyebrow, skeptical.
"No tricks, I promise!" Yang said, grabbing a random chunk between her fingers and swallowing it whole. "See?" Blake reluctantly took the plate and ate her way through the pile. Just as she set it down, she felt a little strange. She braced herself as a spell of lightheadedness overcame her, and shook her head to clear it.
Yang you fiend... Blake cursed internally, wanting to scream as a cute "Nyaa~" escaped her instead. Yang had spiked the damn tuna with catnip. Yang's face devolved into a demonic grin, and she traipsed back to the closet to get the other supplies that she had procured.
[Five hours later]
"You're so cute!" Yang gushed, taking yet another photograph on her scroll. "Give us a 'nyaa,' Ms. Flufferbutt!"
"Nyaa~" Blake complied, tilting her head to the side while raising one of her fists to mimic a cat's paw.
Ever since the catnip had entered her system, Yang had taken advantage of her drugged state to initiate an extensive photoshoot of Blake in multiple outfits, ranging from the blatantly cat-inspired and fanservice based to the decidedly inappropriate. Currently, she was wearing a false cat's tail and a fuzzy black bodysuit. Yang had also given Blake a horrendously bad nickname, one that Blake was certain would stick around long after this incident was over.
"Aw... who's a good girl?" Yang continued, leaning down to ruffle Blake's hair. Hating the action, Blake still found herself leaning into Yang's palm and purring.
When Yang put away the camera, Blake held out hope for a full three seconds that the nightmare might be over. It wasn't. Instead, Yang pulled out a short rod with a string attached to the end, with a toy mouse attached to the end of the string. She swung it back and forth slowly, and Blake's eyes traced its movements as her purr morphed into a low growl. She pounced, far faster than Yang had expected, and caught the mouse between her teeth.
When Ruby and Weiss returned a few minutes later, they found Blake happily chewing on the toy mouse as Yang massaged her arm, attempting to encourage circulation after unwinding the string that had bit into it. She glanced up at the two sheepishly, greeting Ruby's look of confusion and Weiss' glare.
"You actually did it, didn't you?" Weiss asked, pinching the bridge of her nose as she remembered their shopping trip on the first day.
"Hehe...actually not..." Yang giggled, glancing over at Blake, who was still high on catnip.
"Did what?" Ruby asked, glancing between the three others.
"You don't want to know, Ruby" Weiss quickly butted in. "You don't want to know."
"Perhaps she does~" Yang grinned, looking meaningfully at Ruby and waggling her eyebrows suggestively.
"YANG!" Ruby complained, and the rest of the night was spent as a battle royale between the two sisters, with Blake curled up happily on Weiss' lap, contentedly chewing on the mouse toy as the heiress stroked her ears.
Perhaps these team-building moments aren't so bad... Blake thought to herself, grinning down at the tussling sisters. Not so bad at all...
Author's Note:
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