Hey everyone! Just a little one-shot that I thought up while I was hiking today and decided to whip up for fun. This chapter is NOT meant to be taken seriously at all. While this is not anything horrible, I'm still going to be raising the story's age rating up to M, more because I just feel better 'being safe than sorry' than anything else. The next chapter for the main story should be up soon!

Thanks for reading! Hope you enjoy!

Confusion

To say that Weiss Schnee, Heiress to the Schnee Dust Company Empire, was confused was putting her current state of mind mildly.

She had just returned from the library after a grueling few hours of tutoring Ruby in history, something she had only agreed to after the young team leader had basically begged her for her assistance, stating that it would be the only way that she would be passing the class with anything more than a mediocre grade.

It had been going well at first. Ruby had started the tutoring session rather well behaved and attentive, but by the end of the hour Weiss nearly wanted to pull her hair out. Ruby had long stopped paying attention, opting instead to play some game on her Scroll while Weiss attempted to teach her, only to let out a groan of frustration when she suddenly lost on the last level of the game.

Needless to say the lesson lasted only a few more seconds after that.

And so Weiss stormed out of the library, stating that teaching Ruby anything more that day would clearly be bad for her already stressed mental well-being. Her plan had been to go to her dorm, put on some relaxing music, and fall asleep.

Now though? Now she found herself kneeling on the ground, her ear pressed lightly against her own dorm door like some novice soy attempting to get dirt on their target.

'Why' you ask? Because inside she heard the voices of none other than Wrath and Blake discussing something seemingly private, if their hushed voices were anything to go on.

"Isn't this Yang's bed?" Wrath's voice said from beyond the doorway, his voice almost a whisper.

"Yeah why?" Blake's calm voice replied, not nearly as soft as Wrath's, but hushed none the less. Weiss could not help but to notice how close the voices seemed to be to each other.

"Are you sure we should do this here? She might get annoyed." Wrath sounded nervous. As if he were doing something he knew would get either he or Blake into trouble.

"It'll be fine. We'll just have to change the sheets afterwards." Weiss' eyes narrowed at this. Not many things would justify having to change bed sheets. At least not many 'wholesome' things.

"Wouldn't she still notice the smell?" Wrath still seemed nervous.

"Well the entire room is going to smell anyway, so it really doesn't matter where we do it." Weiss nearly tripped over onto the ground face first at this. 'Do it'? Just what was going on behind that door? Hopefully not what she was expecting.

"Alright... How do you get this thing off?" Wrath's voice seemed much calmer now. Weiss was not sure if that was a good or bad thing at this point. He certainly seemed much more comfortable with whatever was going on behind that door now...

"Just pull it off Wrath, it's not rocket science." There was a shifting sound in the room, specifically of bedsprings moving under the weight of someone shifting their weight on top of them. Were they on the bed now?!

"Oh okay. There we go."

It grew silent for a moment, aside from the drumming in the young heiress's ears from the pounding of her heart. She knew that Blake had kept that old 'Ninjas of Love' book hidden away, but she would never do something so... Wrong... Would she?

"Well? Are you going to start?" Blake's voice arose from the silence after what felt like an eternity. There was more shifting around. The bed audibly groaned as it seemingly struggled to support both the elf and faunus.

"Are you sure about this Blake? It looks a little dry..." Wrath's voice was certainly one of discontent. Weiss though nearly sighed with relief, until of course Blake spoke up once more.

"Just stick your finger in it." Blake's voice replied softly, though her words were obviously laced with humor. She was certainly having fun with whatever they were doing in there.

"You want me to stick my finger in That?" Wrath's voice was one of... Disgust? That certainly was a surprise. Maybe he was just acting in such a way to trick Blake into thinking she was in charge. Yes, Weiss nodded, that had to be it.

"Yeah just stick it in and move it around, it should come out wet." Weiss swallowed the lump in her throat. Why was she listening to this? She should just barge in that room and drag both of them out by their ears, elven and feline.

"I think I'll pass if that's alright with you."

"Oh come on. Watch." Weiss held her breath. She heard shifting. Was Blake really?-... No. No she would never... "See? It's wet underneath."

"Yeah it's wet alright... Almost watery. I don't think this is going to work." Oh he was good, Weiss thought, Blake probably thought she was in complete control; the poor girl.

"It's going to work, just trust me." Blake certainly spoke as if she were in control. Weiss just wanted to run in there and save her friend! But what would she find?...

"Ah!... Crap it's on my face!" What was that damn elf's face near?!

"Sorry!" Blake was giggling. Not laughing. Giggling. This was... No! NO!

"Let's just start. If I sit like this any longer my legs are going to fall asleep." She could not let this go on. The sky itself would fall before Weiss Schnee would let one of her friends be taken in such a way! She would let no harm come to Blake!

"Alright, just grab my-..." And so, with all her strength, she rammed her shoulder into the door, opening it with a loud bang that echoed throughout the dormitory hallway.

"JUST WHAT IS GOING ON-..." Weiss stopped right there at the sight before her. True to her suspicions Wrath and Blake were both on Yang's bed. However they were both completely clothed, and in between them sat two large metal cans. "...-Here?..."

It was then she realized what was going on. Blake had mentioned that morning that she was going to attempt to paint the wall over a black mark that Yang had made the other day when she was annoyed with Goodwitch.

She had just barged into the two of them painting. The entire time, they had been getting ready to paint?

"Oh hey Weiss." Blake said as she glanced over to her white haired teammate, who looked as if she had just been kissed by Jaune. "Can you go and see if there's anymore paint around campus? These cans are both either dried up or watery..."

"I... But you... I heard..." Weiss took a deep breath into her lungs. "You know what... Forget it."

She went back to the library after that. Teaching Ruby, it turns out, was probably much better for her sanity than she had previously thought.