Chapter 22: Didn't We Forget Something?
Hey, hi, it's The Draigg here. Look, I got a bunch of new games, and I want to get this intro done as quickly as possible so I can get back to playing them. I don't own RWBY, Monty Oum owns it. There, now leave me be.
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Normally, on Mondays, the students that attended Beacon Academy would be rushing at the last minute to get their homework done. Luckily for Team RWBY, their prolonged stay away from the academy meant that their homework could be done with plenty of time to spare… if they remembered they had any to begin with.
You see, Team RWBY was told that their school assignments and their related materials would be e-mailed to their scrolls. However, in the whirlwind of disappointment and stress that made up this trip, all of them had forgotten to actually work on the homework sent to them.
Not that they noticed, of course.
Instead of actually doing their work, Team RWBY was lounging about in various ways. For example, Ruby and Weiss were trying to relax in the (now cleaned) hot-tub, and Blake and Yang were watching some movie in the living room.
Let's focus on Team White Rose for now.
Weiss was feeling quire relaxed, considering she was soaking in some warm water with her girlfriend. Or, she was until Rub got bored and began to splash her.
"Think fast, Weiss!" Ruby quickly said before cupping her hands and throwing water at Weiss' face.
"ACKPLTHHH! RUBY!" Weiss cried in a mixture of anger and shock. The water had hit it's mark precisely. Ruby giggled like a loon at Weiss' flustered reaction.
"I'll have at you!" growled Weiss as she began to splash Ruby back. Of course, Ruby took this as a sign to keep up her soaking assault. Before long, it was a flat-out water fight.
"Weiss!" Ruby chuckled, "Get ready for my wave attack!".
"Huh? Wha—" Weiss tried to ask before getting her mouth filled with water from a large water ripple. Taking advantage of the setback, Weiss decided to squirt the water out of her mouth at Ruby.
"EWW!" Ruby complained as he tried to swat away the stream. "Okay, okay, you win!" Ruby cried, hoping to stop Weiss' torrent.
Weiss stopped spewing the water out of her mouth and said, "Good. I'm glad you know a champion when you see one,". With that, she slumped further into the hot-tub, trying to get her relaxed state back.
"Yeah, you ought to teach classes on it… OH CRAP!" Ruby exclaimed as she shot straight up on her seat.
"What is it?" asked a concerned Weiss.
Ruby cried, "We forgot our homework!" as she hopped out of the hot-tub and dashed inside. Realizing that her girlfriend was indeed right, Weiss quickly follow after her. She had an academic reputation to uphold! Poor grades would be the death of her!
As the soaking wet pair dashed past Blake and Yang, the black and yellow duo didn't look away from the television screen.
"I wonder what that's all about?" Blake asked offhandedly.
"Heck if I know," replied a bored sounding Yang.
Suddenly, a very damp Ruby crashed into the couch next to Yang. "Whoa! At least dry off first!" complained Yang.
"Can't! Got homework to do!" Ruby exclaimed as she tapped away furiously at her scroll.
Yang's eyes grew wide as she and Blake looked at each other. At that moment, as if they were telepathic, Yang and Blake shared the same thought: "OH CRAP!".
Team Bumblebee quickly stood up in shock, and then made their way towards their room. They had left their scrolls at their chargers near the beds. Those e-mails that they got sent were the only hope they had for not completely failing their classes while they were away.
Then, a very frazzled and wet Weiss appeared in the living room, as she had looked for her scroll in the kitchen. "Where's my scroll?!" she asked in a panic.
"How should I know?!" Yang angrily replied as she dashed down the hallway with Blake.
"I need to look for it! Somebody help me!" the heiress cried as she began to tear apart the living room in her search. She tossed the armchair before moving onto the couch that Ruby was sitting on.
Weiss tried to reach into the crack between the couch cushions that Ruby was sitting on. Unfortunately, this resulted in Weiss accidentally groping Ruby's rear. "Weiss!" Ruby scolded, a blush forming across her face, "This really isn't the time!".
"I'm not playing around!" Weiss protested vehemently.
At that moment, Mr. Brass walked down from the upstairs office to see what the commotion was. There certainly was a lot of yelling and panicked talking coming from the living room. As he stepped off the staircase, he saw a very wet Weiss shoving her hand under an equally wet and blushing Ruby. From that one look he had seen enough. Without any words, he turned around and walked back upstairs. Well, that would explain what they did in their free time.
"I can't find it!" Weiss cried as she moved her hand around.
"Try deeper!" recommended Ruby.
Both were completely oblivious to the innuendo they both had participated in.
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Mr. Brass heard all that before he closed the door to the office space. How could he have been so blind as to not see that those two were into each other? It took him witnessing Weiss groping Ruby to figure that one out. If he had to guess, then Ruby and Weiss had certainly hid their attraction well. Now, the matter was if he should tell Mr. Schnee about her daughter's affair. On the one hand, he was supposed to report his observations to Mr. Schnee at all costs. On the other hand, to rat out and possibly destroy a relationship didn't feel right in the slightest.
Of course, each option was a viable one. It was just a case of choice.
"Should I really tell Mr. Schnee that his daughter is… that way? I mean, it really isn't my personal business to say anything about her romantic choices. But, if anything, being in love with that Rose girl kind of makes sense. She seems kind enough. I bet the Schnee girl just loves that," was Mr. Brass' train of thought. He was very torn over what to do.
"Should I really do anything?" he muttered to himself as he sat in the desk chair. He indulged in his normal habit, lighting up a cigarette to smoke. They always helped him to relax and think.
Mr. Brass began to think out loud to himself. "So… if I do tell him about the relationship, then I would be doing the job I was assigned for,". He shifted in his chair as he continued, "But… if I don't say anything, I won't be an absolute prick. But then I could get fired for not telling him…". To him, neither choice was a good one. Sure, one was more moral than the other, but it was less stable. He needed his job, but he didn't want to cause more theoretical damage than he already did, even if the girls hadn't found out about it yet.
Then, it hit him. There was a third choice in between those other two. He could just choose to pretend he didn't see anything. If he just lied if asked if he saw anything, that could possibly work. After all, who knew what he saw other than himself? It's plausible deniability at it's finest.
"Yeah… I can do that…" Mr. Brass mused to himself. By now, his cigarette had burned down nearly to his fingers. He automatically tapped away the ashes in a nearby ashtray as he remained deep in thought.
It made perfect sense. If he just acted like nothing happened, then he would be betraying nobody. Being neutral was the best option in this scenario.
Still, that didn't mean it wouldn't be a little awkward to look at the two now. Ruby was probably the sweetest girl he had ever met (other than his daughter, of course). To think that she was regularly hitching up with the heiress that he was supposed to be spying on was an almost impossible idea. But yet, it had clearly happened in front of his eyes.
Maybe this was all some experimental phase for those two. After all, girls went through those at that age, right? It wasn't fair to punish them for something they might just outgrow later. Yes, doing nothing at all was probably for the best.
Turning his attention away from the case of the young-adult lesbians, Mr. Brass went back to the work that he was doing before being interrupted. He was setting up the schedule for Wednesday, the day of their first performance this week. That was time consuming enough, he didn't need any more distractions.
That was the other reason he was here, after all. He still needed to make those PSA's run somewhat smoothly.
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Back in the living room, Weiss had managed to find her scroll. As it turned out, it wasn't in the couch or under Ruby's rear. It was lying on the end table near the window, right next to a potted plant. Weiss mentally kicked herself for unnecessarily fondling her girlfriend. She had plenty of time for that later.
With that awkward scenario barely behind them, Weiss and Ruby were tearing through their work. They had to move quickly, as there was about a week of work that they had forgotten.
"You know the effects of mixed water and shock dust, right?" Ruby asked Weiss desperately.
"How should I know? I've got my own work to do here, leave me be!" protested Weiss.
"You're the heiress of a dust company! How can you NOT know?!" Ruby cried back.
"Urrggghhh!" Weiss groaned in frustration, "The electricity flowing through the water molecules increases the shock three-fold! Now leave me be!".
"Thanks!" complimented Ruby, trying to make her voice sound chipper. She didn't accomplish that all too well, since she was too absorbed in the homework to sound all that positive.
Team White Rose continued their work in silence.
Meanwhile, in the team bedroom, Yang and Blake were also working on their work. Since Blake had brought along her laptop, she decided to work on there instead of her scroll. I was more convenient to have an actual keyboard instead of some hard-light… holographic… technology thing to type on instead.
And, of course, since she was able to type faster in her laptop instead of her scroll, that meant that she was working much faster than the rest of her teammates. Whereas Yang was on the beginning of her first assignment, Blake was already halfway through it.
"Hey, I've got an idea," Yang said, breaking the tense silence. "Open up the internet. We can just get the answers there," she suggested.
Blake shot her partner a short glare. "I'm not cheating, Yang," she said firmly.
"It's not cheating, it's just getting a leg up on the work," Yang tried to justify her laziness.
"I didn't get this far by cheating. I'm not doing it," Blake said as she proverbially put her foot down. She didn't actually do it, since she was lying in her bed. That would be a little tricky to do in reality.
Yang had two choices for what to do here. She could either A) Seduce Blake, or B) Shut up and keep on working. But, the more Yang thought about it, she could get with Blake pretty much any other time. She didn't want to waste a good roll in the bed for the sake of convenience. So, she just shut up and kept on working.
Secretly, Blake was kind of annoyed that Yang didn't default to using her body to get what she wanted. In all honesty, Blake was more than willing to throw away her work briefly so she could do work of a different kind on her girlfriend. She wanted to try out some things she had read in a Cosmic magazine while she was browsing through the store the other day. Sure, the article in question was about 'Ten Crazy Ways to Get Your Man to Scream', but Blake was sure she could make it apply to a woman. She just needed enough shampoo for it to work.
Great, now Blake was sexually frustrated in addition to being annoyed that she missed out on doing her homework. As if this trip couldn't get any worse.
Now the universe was just getting ready to prove her wrong. It just needed to give its machinations some time to work out.
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I bet you must be asking yourself 'How much more are you going to make Team RWBY take?'. The answer, of course, is a lot. But hey, that's where the comedy parts come in, right? Don't worry, it'll all make sense eventually. Probably. Well, before I go, just remember to tell me what you think so far in the revies section below! This is The Draigg, signing off for now!