What's up, alligators?

Weiss huffed and crossed her arms, her aura having taken care of most of the scratches by now. "Well, when you left me, Blake and I went to take a bath. It did not go over well; she hates water."

"Sorry about that, Weiss." Ruby chuckled, rubbing her head sheepishly. "I didn't know it would be that bad. Dogs aren't usually that bad…"

"Blake is not a dog!" Weiss growled lowly. "She's a Faunus and a drugged one at that! She doesn't like water."

"Could someone help me?" Pyrrha called, still trying to stop Blake from killing her hair.

"Why's she still naked?" Ruby asked, cocking her head in confusion as Yang walked over to help get Blake off.

"The bath… took a while." Weiss replied, a blush painting her cheeks as she forced the images from her mind. The last thing she needed was to think about giving Blake a stupid bath.

"WEISS!" Yang shouted, finally securing Blake from her meal. "You can't take advantage of Blake while she's drugged! You have to romance her first!"

"What are you talking about, you moron?" the heiress shrieked. "I didn't do anything but give her a bath! Might I add that she was clawing me the entire time!"

"Ooh! You must be really good if she claws." Yang snickered, avoiding a pillow to the head.

Weiss huffed and moved over to Blake's wardrobe to find her some normal clothing. Grabbing a pair of black shorts and a white tank top, Weiss strode to the cat-Faunus and slipped the shorts on her, along with the tank top. Once her partner was clothed, Yang set her down and took a few steps backward.

Blake cocked her head up at them and gave a soft mew. Her five friends simply stared at her and Blake lifted her leg, scratching at her ear. Lowering her leg, Blake gave another mew and looked back up at them. Finding them still gazing at her, the cat-Faunus huffed and glanced around, spotting something shiny nearby.

Standing and stretching, Blake made her way over to Pyrrha's shield, sniffing at it experimentally. When it didn't attack her, she sat back on her haunches and lifted her hands. All of the others clenched their teeth as a loud screeching sounded in the air. Blake continued drawing her claws along the shield, paying no mind to her friends' pain.

Pyrrha stood, striding over to the shield and slipping it from in front of the brunette. Blake gave a soft purr and watched the shield disappear, moving around her curiously. The others watched her for a moment before turning to each other.

"We must find a way to distract her." Pyrrha told them wearily, already mentally exhausted from watching over her friend.

"Oh, I know!" Nora gasped, racing across the hall to the JNPR dorm room. She was back within seconds with a large stuffed rabbit. Setting it down in front of Blake, the ginger stepped back. "Maybe she can occupy herself with that!"

The teens all waited, their eyes following Blake as she moved to this new addition to her territory. The cat-Faunus sniffed around it, examining it as best she could. It didn't seem to have a discernible smell. Was it still edible? Could she eat it? Did it taste okay? Deciding that putting it in her mouth was the best course of action, Blake opened her mouth and took a large bite.

All of them watched as Blake chewed at the rabbit, Nora's eyes widest. The cat-Faunus seemed not to have a care in the world as she devoured half of the large stuffed animal, aided by her sharper than usual teeth. When the rabbit's head and part of its torso were gone, Blake cocked her head at it. The others watched in trepidation as she chomped on it again and moved over it, a deep purr rumbling from her throat.

Pyrrha gasped, understanding what she was doing. Moving quickly, the athlete took the rabbit away from the intoxicated brunette, tossing it to Nora quickly. "Take it back, Nora!" she instructed. "Before she mates with it."

"Ew." Ruby's nose wrinkled in distaste as she eyed the toy.

"My thoughts too." Pyrrha agreed, watching the cat-Faunus with relief. However, that relief was short lived as she watched Blake bend over, back arching. All of the girls watched in astonished disgust as she threw up over the side of Weiss' bed… right onto Pyrrha's boots. The athlete gasped as Blake moved back on the bed, coughing slightly. Before anyone could react, she threw up again on Weiss' blanket.

"Why?" the heiress cried, blue eyes wide with horror as she watched the last of the regurgitated rabbit come up on her bedspread.

Yang snickered slightly, but knew that this needed to be taken care of. Moving to Pyrrha's boots, the blonde slowly picked them up, turning her nose up to avoid smelling it. Setting them on Weiss' ruined blanket, the brawler moved Blake aside and took the blanket from Weiss' bed, moving it to a corner of the room to be attended later.

"I'll wash that." She sighed.

Weiss plopped onto Blake's bed with her face in her hands. This was the stupidest idea Yang has ever had.

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