RWBY is owned by Rooster Teeth, not by me. If I owned RWBY, Yang's rack would be even bigger. I mean Centorea from Monster Musume level big.

Chapter 4

"Hello!" Yang called out. "Anybody out there? Hello! I'm getting bored here! And horny!"

She was just about to reach into her shirt and pull out her flask when she heard some noise in the bushes nearby. It sounded like something was moving through them. I hope it's somebody looking for a roll in the bushes. Yang thought.

"Anybody here?" Yang said, looking over the foliage where the noise had come from. "Nope," she said as she jumped backwards, just as two huge Ursai burst out of the bushes.

"You guys wouldn't happened to see some good-looking guy or girl in the mood, would you?" Yang asked conversationally. The Grimm simply rushed at her again, with a similar lack of success. "How about a girl in a red hood? Seen her?"

As the two Ursai charged at her yet again, Yang activated her Ember Celica and punched one of them, sending it flying back. "You could just say no. Rude."

The other Ursa growled and- guess what- charged at Yang once more. Yang dodged the Grimm's claws, snickering whilst she did so. "Geez," the blonde brawler said. "You two couldn't hit the broad side of a b-"

She suddenly realized something was wrong. Looking down she discovered just what it was. The Ursa's claws had ripped open her shirt. While she didn't feel any pain (her aura having easily absorbed the blow) something else wasn't so lucky: her flask. Yang's eyes widened as she saw it fall out of her shirt and onto the ground, the precious, precious alcohol inside it leaking out from the holes made by the Grimm's claws.

"You…" Yang snarled, her eyes flashing red and her hair beginning to glow. "YOU BASTARDS!" With that, flames burst around her as she charged forward pummeling the unfortunate Ursa into black paste. As its remains began to dissipate, the other Ursa- having recovered from Yang's earlier, less serious attack- reared up, preparing to eviscerate the blonde brawler…

…before collapsing down, dead due to an attack from behind. On the other side of it, Blake looked down at the Grimm with contempt, before looking back up at Yang and groaned, recognizing her from the previous night. Guess I'll have to take her off my Enemies List.

"I could've taken it," Yang said, having calmed down. "With my- 'bear' hands." She smirked.

Blake rolled her eyes and groaned again. I hope the puns aren't going to be a regular thing, she thought.

She had no fucking idea.

Ruby was whistling a merry tune as she charged forwards. Crescent Rose had become a red blur, slicing apart Beowolf after Beowolf. It seemed like nothing could live within reach of that unstoppable scythe. Ruby continued on her Grimm-killing spree, stopping only to occasionally shoot one of them in the face. And naturally, she was grinning the whole way through.

Weiss, on the other hand, was far more sedate, using her rapier to switch Dusts, freezing, burning, or electrocuting Grimm while using her glyphs to keep any who got around her at bay. If a Beowolf managed to get within her guard, she simply stabbed it. This wasn't as effective as Ruby's strategy, however, as one Grimm managed to get a good hit in before Weiss could bring up Myrtenaster in time, knocking the Schnee heiress back… and into her new partner.

"Hey, watch it!" Ruby snapped, annoyed at her fun being interrupted.

"Oh sorry!" Weiss said facetiously. "I'll make sure to keep away from you while being clawed to death."

"Har dee har har." Ruby replied. "If you're done being a smartass, get back to killing Grimm!"

"Are you out of your damn mind?!" Weiss demanded. "We need to leave before we're completely surrounded!" With that, she grabbed Ruby's arm and pulled the younger girl with her.

"What are you doing?!" Ruby shouted. "They're just fucking Beowolves!"

"They're a fucking LOT of fucking Beowolves!"

"Oh come on, there's not… that… many…"

Ruby trailed off as she saw more and more of the wolf-like Grimm come charging out from the forest.

"Damn. You win, let's go."

Ren was wandering through the forest, unable to find anyone, when he became aware of something following him. He turned around just in time to see a huge King Taijitu loom out of the grass. Dodging to the side, Ren pulled out Storm Flower and began firing short, precise bursts at the enormous Grimm. As the King Taijitu tried to strike, Ren jumped over its head and slammed both blades into its skull- which only seemed to irritate it. The snake-like Grimm's white head came seemingly out of nowhere, forcing Ren to jump backwards to avoid getting eaten. Unfortunately, this enabled the black head to rear up strike.

"Oof!" Ren grunted as he lost ahold of his weapons. As the King Taijitu's black head moved in for the kill, Ren quickly brought up his arms, stopping the sword-sized fangs with his aura. After a few seconds of struggling, Ren managed to rip off both fangs and drove each into the black head's eyes, blinding it. A few aura-enhanced chops to the back of the neck later, and it was dead. The white head, naturally, didn't take kindly to this, screeching in rage before lunging forwards. But before it could get to Ren, a certain hammer-wielding crazy girl leaped out of the trees and slammed Magnhild into its neck.

"Nora smash!" she screamed, slamming her hammer down again and again, until the King Taijitu's spine was broken in several places. Giggling, Nora then converted Magnhild into its grenade launcher form, and fired a grenade straight down into the white head's open mouth, blowing it up from the inside. Her grisly work done, Nora turned towards Ren with a crazed grin on her face (i.e. her default expression), and tapped Ren's nose with one finger.

"Boop," she said.

"Well, it seems like our last pair has been formed." Glynda said as she looked at her scroll. "Lie Ren and Nora Valkyrie." Ozpin didn't reply, as he was watching his own scroll. "Poor boy. It's probably only a matter of time before he snaps and kills her. Still, he's better off than Miss Nikos. Not only was that Jaune fellow's aura still locked, he didn't even know what aura is!" Indeed, Glynda had seen Pyrrha explain everything about aura to Jaune, as well unlock it for him, although the way she did it seemed… inappropriate.

"Faked transcripts?" Ozpin asked, not looking up from his scroll.

"Probably," Glynda replied. There was at least one every year. Usually, they were caught and sent home, but if they seemed to have some potential the staff would look the other way. Whether or not Jaune had any potential remained to be seen.

"I think it's this way," Weiss said. "No wait, that way." She walked around for a few seconds before throwing her hands up in frustration. "Or we could have passed it."

Ruby groaned. "You have no idea where we're going, do you?"

"Hey, at least I'm trying!" Weiss snapped.

"If you're trying to get us more lost, then I say you've succeeded."

"Oh, shut up and keep moving."

"Oum, I wish I could just go back to killing Grimm."

"There is not a number big enough to describe the number of fucks I don't give about what you want."

"Why are you such a bitch?"

"Because I'm a fucking Schnee!"

"Would you put those away?!" Blake demanded, gesturing towards Yang's torn open shirt.

"Why?" Yang asked, thrusting out her chest. "Are they distracting you?"

Blake gritted her teeth. "I just think it's not very practical hunting Grimm with your tits hanging out."

Yang smirked. "Aww, that's sweet of you, Blakey," she said. "But there's not much I can do. Even when it was intact, my shirt could barely contain my girls anyway." This probably had something to do with the fact that Yang purposely wore shirts a size or two too small, but Blake didn't need to know that.

Blake just growled and continued walking, while Yang followed her so she could check out the cat faunus's shapely ass. After a few minutes, the two came across a clearing with what looked like a ruined temple.

"Think this is it?" Blake asked.

"I think so," Yang replied. "So let's celebrate with-"

"I said no!" Blake snarled before stomping into the temple. She looked at the 'relics'. "Chess pieces?"

"Looks like some are missing," Yang cheerfully remarked. "Guess we're not the first ones here." She examined one of the pieces, the gold knight. "How about a cute little pony?"

"That's fine," Blake snapped.

"You know, if you got laid more often, you wouldn't be so angry all the time," Yang said.

"ANGRY?!" Blake yelled. "I'LL STRANGLE YOU!" With that, she leaped at Yang, intent on carrying out her threat.

"Think this it?" Jaune asked as he and Pyrrha came across a cave.

"Mmmmmmaybe," Pyrrha said, stepping close to Jaune, who backed up nervously. Sure, the Mistralian fighter had unlocked his aura, but she had done so in way that screamed "Bad touch! Bad touch!"

"W-well," Jaune stuttered, "only one way to find out."

As the two teens made their way into the cave, it soon became apparent they would need light. "Uh, Pyrrha," Jaune asked, "you wouldn't happen to have a flashlight or something, would you?"

"Why, yes I do," Pyrrha said, pulling the object in question seemingly out of nowhere.

"Great. You take the front then."

"Sure thing."

After several minutes of wandering in the cave, Jaune became less and less convinced they were going the right way. Just as he was about to voice his concerns, however, Pyrrha dropped the flashlight, breaking it and plunging them into total darkness.

"Oh no," Jaune groaned, then jumped as he felt a pair of feminine hands on him. "Uh… P-Pyrrha, what are you doing?"

"Shh… just let it happen…" his new partner whispered.

Jaune whimpered, before spotting a yellow glow out of the corner of his eye. "Hey, look! It's the relic!" Somehow, he manage to get out of Pyrrha's octopus-like grip and stumble over to the source of the light, much to the Mistralian fighter's disappointment.

However, Jaune soon discovered that it wasn't the relic…

Yang and Blake looked up, searching for the source of the high-pitched scream echoing throughout the forest, the latter getting off of the former, her attempt at strangulation forgotten. Yang had appeared to be enjoying it, anyway.

"What was that?" Yang asked. "It sounded like a little girl!"

"Or a giant pussy," Blake replied.

End of Chapter 4