Chapter 38: Back To The Daily Grind
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The rest of the weekend passed by rather uneventfully. The only thing worth mentioning is that Ruby managed to get her hands on some lace and bolts of cloth, so that Pyrrha could make some costumes. After she dumped off the supplies at Team JNPR's room, Ruby then messaged all of Task Force Musical to meet on Monday in their dorm. That was the last of anything interesting that weekend.
That Monday, however, was the day that stuff that was worth observing happened. More specifically, after the classes were done for the day. Nobody likes dealing with classes, even the students and teachers. But hey, they needed job training and a paycheck, respectively.
Anyway, let's focus on the meeting with the work group. Currently, Team RWBY and JNPR plus Velvet were in the dorm room. Sure, it was a little more crowded now that all of Team RWBY's beds were now on the door, but it wasn't too bad. At least it meant there were more places to sit.
Currently, Pyrrha was showing off the costumes she had made for the foreign pop finale. Since she was used to repairing and maintaining armor, sewing was naturally not too far of a stretch for her to do.
"Wow! You're really outdone yourself, Pyrrha!", Ruby exclaimed as she looked at the costume she was going to wear on stage. It was a frilly dark red dress with black lace trim. There were two rows of black ribbons tied in bows running all the way down her chest to the skirt. The skirt itself was barely just above the knees. Overall, Pyrrha's work was rather impressive.
Blake was trying not to drool all over her costume as she held it on her lap. This was just like her idol animes! It was very much like Ruby's costume, with the colors swapped out for the ones she usually wore. The lace was dark grey, the dress itself was black, and the bows were purple. Blake kept on staring at the dress, running her hands over it. It was if the costume was a fluffy cat that wanted to be petted.
Yang looked at her costume with some concern. Not that it was a bad costume, it was incredibly well made. But, she was worried what Blake would do one Yang put it on. Like the others, her dress was made in her usual colors: Orange, brown, and yellow. Given how Blake was reacting right now to her own costume, Yang couldn't imagine what she would do once she put it on. She would probably need an I.V. drip by the time Blake was done with her.
Not breaking the pattern, Weiss' dress was also pretty much the same as the others. But here, the base colors were light blue and white. She had to applaud Pyrrha for choosing the right colors. Now that she thought about it, this costume had the perfect length to be a combat skirt. Weiss would have to keep this dress for later.
"Thanks! I hope you like them!", Pyrrha said with a smile.
"Wow, Ren!", Nora gasped, turning to her partner. "It looks like the stuff on your old poste—", Nora was about to exclaim before Ren covered her mouth.
"Please… don't bring that up.", Ren said in a low, hoarse voice. He didn't want to remember his whole 'pop idol' phase. That made middle school rougher than it should have been. It didn't help that he used to listen to idol pop nearly every moment of the day. Luckily, fire was a pretty good solution to that problem. He would need to do that once he got to visit home again.
"Jaune, what do you think?", Pyrrha asked, gesturing to Ruby's costume.
"It's… nice. Good, job, Pyrrha.", is the best Jaune could come up with. He had no real clue what foreign pop really entailed, so he didn't know if these costumes were good or not. He just assumed that these costumes were accurate enough to work.
"Thanks!", Pyrrha cheered, tilting her head to the side. Jaune smiled at her gesture. She always was adorable whenever she did that.
"My club could definitely use someone with your expertise!", Velvet said, examining Pyrrha's handiwork. Velvet couldn't sew her way out of a wet paper bag. Most of her previous costumes were either mass produced costumes or stuff she found at stores for cheap.
"Maybe I'll sign up next semester…", Pyrrha thought out loud. If Jaune was a member (albeit an on-call one), that could be a way to spend even more time with him. It was worth looking into.
Velvet audibly squeed at the thought of adding another member to the Theater Club's roster. If they could get someone popular as Pyrha to join, it would shoot up the club's popularity tenfold. That would wash the taste of their previous work (the PSA) out of everyone's mouths.
Ruby stood up and took her costume in her hands. "I'm gonna try it on.", she announced, walking over to the bathroom.
Everyone (except for Ren) was anxious to see what the dress would look like on the intended wearer. After a few minutes, Ruby came out, dressed in her costume.
"Wow!", Nora cried.
"KAWAII~ *ahem* I mean, that looks very good on you, Ruby.", Blake said, slipping up a little. Ruby did look incredibly cute in her get up. Now, Blake REALLY wanted to see Yang in hers.
Weiss' mouth was hung open a little. Ruby looked impossibly cute. She might get diabetes if she kept on staring at her girlfriend, she looked so sugary. If that happened while Weiss was wearing her costume, then she would pretty much be a white haired clone of Ruby. Her blood sugar level would reach crystalline levels.
"What do you think?", Ruby asked as she twirled around in place. Surprisingly, the combat skirt didn't move that much. It pretty much stayed still. Velvet thought that Pyrrha must have used some anti-upskirt technology or something. The others guessed that it was all due to her sewing skills.
"I think it looks great!", Weiss complimented to Ruby. She would have to definitely keep her costume. The combat skirt was simply a work of art. She couldn't just dump it off anywhere! "Maybe Pyrrha takes commissions.", she thought. If she did, then Weiss would like for her to improve her own combat skirts.
"Does it fit well?", Pyrrha asked. Since she didn't know what their measurements were, she just guessed and hoped that she was right.
"I think it fits pretty well. It's kind of comfy, actually.", Ruby replied. She twisted her head to look at the back. Yep, it looked all good there.
"That settles it. I'm trying mine on, too.", Weiss decided as she marched past Ruby into the bathroom.
Putting on the dress was pretty easy. However, Weiss still took her time. She didn't dare ruin a piece of work as good as this. Opening the door a few minutes later, Weiss strutted out of the bathroom.
Ruby looked in awe of how her girlfriend looked in that dress. The color of the costume complimented her natural skin tone perfectly. Overall, Ruby wished then and there that Weiss would never take off the dress.
Blake was having an even stronger reaction. Two of them in idol costumes?! It was getting too much for her to handle. Blake then noticed a small trickle of blood coming out of her nose. She quickly wiped it away. If Yang put hers on next, Blake knew she wouldn't be able to control herself. She would ride Yang harder than how Yang rode her motorcycle.
"Do I look good in this?", Weiss asked the others.
"I think you look like an angel.", Ruby said in awe. Weiss smiled a little. Her girlfriend's childlike compliments were always nice to hear.
"Did it hurt when you fell?", Yang asked. Everyone paused for a minute before she continued, "From heaven, I mean.".
It would have been foolish to think that Yang wouldn't take advantage of her sister's comment. That killed the mood faster than a Beowolf killing a small, defenseless child. Everyone groaned at her 'joke'.
"Would you just stop trying?", complained Ren, massaging his temples. First Nora, now Yang. He really only needed one hyperactive 'joker' around. More than that was a form of divine retribution.
Yang stuck out her tongue at the others. "You just can't handle how good my jokes are.", Yang said, trying to make herself feel better. That's right. People with more than half a brain liked her jokes. They most certainly didn't suck horribly.
Ruby decided to change subjects from her sister's incredibly suckish humor. "So, before we move on, we need to decide on our next meeting date.", she announced. Sure, she figured that it would be tomorrow. But, Ruby felt the need to say anything after Yang's disaster of a joke.
"I'm free tomorrow.", Velvet said, looking like she was checking her calendar. In reality, she was discreetly snapping photos of Weiss and Ruby. She couldn't pass up the opportunity to do so. Those costumes appealed to her own 'tastes' on several levels.
"We're all free tomorrow, too.", Jaune said, looking at his teammates. They all nodded in agreement. Yeah, tomorrow would be fine.
"Great!", Ruby cheered, clasping her hands together. Then, she turned to Weiss. "Come on, let's change back.", she offered to her. Weiss nodded, and the pair walked into the bathroom.
After a few minutes, Team White Rose came out of the bathroom, back in their regular clothes. Blake and Velvet couldn't help but feel a little disappointed. Oh well, they could fetishize later, when the whole group put on their costumes.
"I think that we're good for today. Good work, you guys!", Ruby said as she excused the work group rom Team RWBY's dorm room.
"See you tomorrow!", Jaune called out to Ruby, since he was the last to walk out.
Closing the door, Ruby turned to face her team.
"We're back on track, you guys!", Ruby declared while dramatically posing. She arched her back as far as she could do it while standing up, and placed on hand on her forehead. Ruby then tried to obscure her face in shadow, trying to look dramatic.
It worked as well as the other times she tried posing. In other words, not well at all. All it got Ruby was weird, confused looks from her friends. Ruby dropped her pose, embarrassed that it didn't work this time around, either.
"I agree. While it certainly took a long time to get here, we're finally back to working on our show.", Weiss said, nodding her head and agreeing. That was an objective fact. Given all the hospital incidents and the inspector showing up, it seemed like the music show had taken a back seat recently. Weiss felt that everyone was relieved as her to be back on track. Her guess was right on the lien.
"Yeah, it feels good to be back to normal.", Yang observed.
Well, as 'normal' as one could get here. After all, they were making a concert for a school that trained people to fight against the personifications of darkness and anonymity. That sure as hell wouldn't be normal on any other world. But, on the other hand, those worlds sounded pretty boring to live in.
Team RWBY took all of this talk to mean that their day was pretty much over. That meeting was pretty short. Shorter than other ones they had before, anyway. Not that it was a real problem. In fact, that was a sign that everything was going smoothly. It meant that everything was going all according to keikaku*.
Thus, the tenaciously tough team took their time to throw themselves towards their thoroughly threaded beds. Ruby felt that they should make them back into bunk beds again. Meh, she couldn't be bothered to today. Or this week. But, she was confident that Team RWBY would get around to it eventually.
Team RWBY settled into relax, going about their normal business. Weiss took out a nail file and started to manicure herself. Ruby pulled out her scroll and started to read a book she downloaded off the internet. Blake grabbed a book from under her mattress and started to read. And finally, Yang decided to take out her scroll and write in her joke diary. She needed to add the whole 'angel' crack in there. It helped to keep track of all the gut busters she made. That way, she could refine and hone in her comedy skills.
Man, it was nice that the music show was getting back on track. After all the side adventures and focusing on certain events over others, they barely had any time to get much done. But, now that their quest was back on track, nothing could stand in their way to get their work shown to everyone at Beacon.
The proverbial train kept on chugging along nicely.
Boom goes the dynamite! Now the chapter's over! Now, I bet a few of you are glad to be back on track. Don't worry, the music show will be coming up. Hold onto your britches until then! And leave me a kind word of criticism in the reviews section. Remember, I read them ALL. Now, this is The Draigg, signing off until the next update.
*Translator's Note: Keikaku means plan.