Chapter 19: Let's Try This Again

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"Okay, I want you to sit a little closer to Ruby," Blake said, motioning for Weiss to move her chair. Once the heiress scooted closer closer to the other seated girl, Blake grinned a little. "Perfect!" she muttered to herself.

Now that Team RWBY had pretty much everything they needed, with the right uniform pants and the cop shirts held together as not to show cleavage, they decided to get right to practicing the script. It was on Friday that they began their first trial run. Mr. Brass was their audience/advisor, and the living room was their stage.

"And… ACTION!" Blake cried as she and Yang slid into place.

"It's a sad thing to think, but even if someone thinks they're safe, or if they feel they're old enough to handle dust, that doesn't stop accidents from happening," Yang said to Blake. Her performance was pretty good. After all, she wasn't spouting slang every five seconds.

"That's right, I'm afraid," Blake said back, "Although safety is a good idea, it should be more than an idea. It should be common practice. Even the tiniest lapse of judgment can lead to something bad. Like, this unfortunate pair,".

At that, Blake and Yang stepped aside, and waited for Weiss and Ruby to begin their bit. The idea was that the two were supposed to be sitting at a table, facing each other. Weiss was holding a small cup, which was their only prop for this scene.

"Wow, it's sweltering!" acted Weiss, dramatically wiping her forehead across her sleeve.

"Well, why don't you cool down your drink?" Ruby fake-suggested.

Weiss put on a quizzical look on her face and asked, "Do you have any ice?".

"… No," Ruby admitted as she lowered her head. But then, she lifted her head slowly as she said, "But… I do have some freeze dust.,".

"I'm not sure that's a good idea…" Weiss said timidly.

"Oh, come on. I handle dust crystals all the time! Let me just get you one," Ruby reassured Weiss as she got out of her seat and mimed her search for a dust crystal. Discreetly, she pulled out a small dust crystal that Weiss had brought with her.

"It's fine, I can deal with it," Weiss protested as Ruby walked over to her side.

"Trust me, this'll work," confidently boasted Ruby as she looked like she was about to drop the crystal in the cup. However, both actresses froze at that point of their performance. Blake and Yang stepped in front of the frozen pair, to allow them to get ready for the next part.

"One small crystal has enough power to destroy a room. Unfortunately, if you did what these two were doing, you would only succeed in freezing yourself and the entire kitchen in a block of ice," Yang lectured to the audience.

"That's right," Blake added, "Can you imagine if this was a bigger crystal? Or, if you chipped the crystal then and there to fit it in the cup easier?". Behind her, Weiss and Ruby had put the chairs to the side and put the dust crystal away.

"It seems like such a small thing to overlook, but everyday use of dust always carries a threat," summarized Yang, ending that section of the script.

At that, everyone looked at Mr. Brass expectantly. They needed to hear what he had to say about their work. Otherwise, they would have to rewrite the script. That would be an even bigger pain than the stomach ache Ruby got from eating all that ice cream yesterday before dinner.

He leaned forward in his recliner (ironic), and looked at the girls deep in thought. After a minute of tense silence, Mr. Brass finally said, "I suppose it wasn't too bad. I mean, I personally think it's a little ham-fisted, but hey, it's for school children,".

Team RWBY took that as a high compliment from the cynical older man. Yang offered Blake a high five and Blake slapped the hand without even looking in her direction. "Yay! It's on now!" Ruby cheered in triumph as she patted Weiss on the shoulder.

"I think you can make it work," agreed Mr. Brass. Now that his part was over, he grabbed the T.V. remote off of the nearby end table and turned it on. He began to watch the news, and Team RWBY walked back to their room to change back into their regular clothes.

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"We kicked ass!" Yang claimed as she began to strip out of her cop uniform.

"All we've done is practice. Save it for the show," Blake cautioned. She knew that the performance trade was a fickle one. After all, a fan base can't react until they experience a work firsthand. It was never a good idea to have assumptions.

"I guess…" Ruby said as she tried to slip into her pajamas. She had nowhere else to go to today, so she was just cutting out the middle man. Ruby was trying her best to avoid looking at Yang and Blake as they changed. Unfortunately, as she tried to hop into one of her pants legs, she didn't notice that one of her bags was in front of her feet until she was already tripping. Ruby tried to right her balance by grabbing onto Weiss, but instead the both of them were dragged onto Weiss' cot.

Yang couldn't help but laugh heartily as she witnessed the scandalous position that Team White Rise was in right now. Weiss was underneath Ruby, who had her pants halfway down her legs.

"Hehehehehe! Hey, save it for the after party!" Yang teased. Blake simply looked on with a heavy blush. This was just like that one dream she had! Well, except they weren't using a giant marshmallow as a bed. Or the fact it wasn't being filmed in front of an audience. But, other than those points, it was more or less the same.

Ruby was frozen in place. What should she do? This was a situation way out of her depth. Maybe Weiss would take the initiative instead. Hopefully soon, since this was getting awkward.

At the same time, Weiss' thought process went like this: "Oh my god, oh my god, oh my god, it's happening! Ruby's going to take me with the others watching! I want it! I want it!". Weiss' exhibitionist side had reared its head in her mind. It was only natural, since she had repressed those feelings for so long.

"Take me now…" the heiress lustfully moaned. Then, realizing that she just said that out loud for the others to hear, she pushed Ruby off of her and sat up on the cot. She tried to straighten her skirt to look as if nothing happened, but that diversion didn't work at all.

"So… you're back into that stuff?" Yang asked, her eyebrows raised.

"Wait, Weiss is an exhibitionist?! And you knew?! What's going on?" Blake asked, utterly bewildered. So, Weiss was an exhibitionist! Blake now had a sister in arms! This was a bizarre, yet interesting revelation!

"Remember that time you were in the hospital for that head wound? Well… Weiss–" Yang began to explain before she was cut off by Weiss.

"Can we NOT talk about that little incident?" Weiss asked, looking completely ashamed. She didn't want to relive the fact that Ruby's small touch got her off while she was in her pajamas in Beacon's cafeteria. Sure, she loved that feeling, but that wasn't something she needed to share with the others.

"What's an exhibitionist?" Ruby asked while she pulled up her pants.

"Someone who likes public loving," Blake explained.

"What do you mean by—Ohhhhh…" Ruby was about to ask further before realizing what the cat Faunus meant. She then blushed at the thought. Weiss liked doing it in public? That was… something. Ruby just couldn't make her mind up whether that was a good or weird thing.

As this conversation was happening around her, Weiss tried to make her presence as small as possible. She had intended for that side of her to never be let out of her thoughts. But now, everyone knew it! This was nothing but sheer embarrassment for her.

But then, Ruby put a reassuring on Weiss' shoulder. "It's okay, I still love you regardless," she comforted. She could tell that Weiss was having a hard time dealing with her accidental confession. Weiss was practically shaking like a leaf, and her face was looking squarely at the ground.

"I… I just didn't want you to know…" she whimpered.

"I don't really mind, Weissy. I mean, everyone has their kinks. Right, Blake?" Yang asked, hoping to make the heiress feel better.

"You're right. Some people only have one, and some people have a LOT," Blake explained. Obviously, the last part of her statement was referring to herself. To read a list of her fetishes would be like flipping through a phonebook.

"Heck, I bet even Rubes here has one," Yang added with a small smile. Even if this was supposed to be a comforting moment, she still couldn't resist teasing her sister a little.

Ruby looked like a deer in the headlights at that statement. "N-no! I don't have one!" she quickly protested. Her blush was indicating otherwise.

Yang's grin widened at her sister's embarrassment. This was simply too good. Petty teasing was DELICIOUS. However, she couldn't help but feel that knowing her sister's kinks would be very weird. Maybe it was because Ruby was pretty much the opposite of her. It would be a surprise to everyone if she just flat out admitted hers.

"It's a part of who you are, don't let it get to you," reassured Blake to Weiss. She knew what she was feeling. After all, or someone to be into as much stuff as she was, Blake would have had to go through this process before.

At all of this encouragement, Weiss lifted her head a little. "You don't think I'm kind of freak?" she asked to the others.

"No!" Ruby immediately replied. Yang and Blake shook their heads in agreement with Ruby.

Weiss stood up, her confidence somewhat restored. "Thanks for that," Weiss said to everyone. They offered her smiles in response.

"It's no biggie. Now come on, I'm feeling hungry," Yang said over her shoulder as she left the room with Blake. It was about lunch time, after all.

Before Ruby and Weiss followed them, Weiss couldn't help but ask, "Do you, um, have one too? A fetish, I mean,". She cringed as soon as the question left her lips. Now that was a question she never expected to ask anyone.

Ruby took at as well as much as one would expect she would. "No! I mean… no! No!" she vehemently denied. Still, it was a lie on her part. Well, as far as she knew. She wasn't sure if what she liked was a fetish or not. But, that was a thought for a different time. As for now, she was also feeling kind of awkward and hungry as well.

"I'm sorry for asking," Weiss apologized. That was no question she had any business asking. Ruby would reveal what she liked in her own time.

"It's fine, it's fine," reassured Ruby. Right now, she just wanted to put this episode behind her. This was a little too odd for her tastes.

With that, Team White Rose left the room. They hoped they could leave that scenario behind them.

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Sitting around the table eating lunch, Team RWBY tried to pretend that the conversation they had happened a long time ago. Still, an awkward air still hung around Ruby and Weiss as they ate.

Mr. Brass picked up on this as he joined them in the kitchen briefly to get a drink. "Something the matter?" he asked to the team.

Yang quickly came up with an excuse. "We're all kind of worried about or first showing. After all, we don't know how the audience'll react. Remember the last time?" she lied.

Mr. Brass took the bait as she nodded at the idea. "No kidding. Well, if it helps you any, at least what you had was better than before," he responded while searching through the refrigerator. Grabbing a soda, he gave the group a brief nod before leaving the kitchen.

As soon as Mr. Brass left, Weiss couldn't help but mutter to herself, "All of this is weird…". She certainly wasn't wrong.

After all, how could a situation where you have a lengthy conversation about kinks brought on by changing out of play costumes could be normal at all? Team RWBY just kept on getting into weird stuff. The universe would be wringing it's hands in glee right about now, no doubt.

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Another chapter, written for a group of fans. The author awaits, nourished by the reviews left by the parts of the fan base. Only time can tell if this will bear good fruits of labor. Now to sign off… on The Dusky Area.