The Weiss Reacts Valentine's Special, Part 2!
A/N: Welcome, one and all, to Weiss Reacts! The nonsense continues! Pyrrha and Minako are sharing a vaguely homoerotic rivalry! Winter and Jaune have a vaguely shippy adventure into the canteen! Stuff happens! Things! Woo! Yeah! WAHAHAHAA! Insanity! It's beautiful! It's BEAUTIFUL!
Ahem. Anyway, let's get this chapter on the road, eh? You must be tired of my ranting by now.
DISCLAIMER: RWBY does not belong to me, otherwise Winter would be Ms. Fanservice and wear more French maid costumes and skintight catsuits.
All mentioned characters and franchises belong to their respective owners.
Pyrrha tilted her head.
"Has it?"
"Mhm." Minako smirked. "Now I get to see how you really are. How far you'll go to get your man."
"Jaune-kun means a lot to me, Minako." The spearmaiden stated calmly. "And...I won't lose to you. Or anyone else."
"So you won't." The girl sighed, sitting opposite her. "So, what did you get?"
"Ingredients to make Jaune-kun a meal. " Pyrrha stated, matter-of-factly. "I intend to give him the best possible Valentine's day gift possible."
"Ah." She nodded. "Through his stomach, huh?"
"If you're implying the only reason I am doing this is to earn his love, you are wrong.
I am doing it because he is a good friend of mine." Pyrrha calmly reproached her. "I've tried to woo him long enough that if cooking didn't work three years ago, it won't now."
Minako frowns.
"You...really do love him."
"Which is why I'm determined not to lose." Pyrrha stood up. "If you excuse me, I must go to the restroom. Please guard my stuff."
"No problem." Minako waved at her as she walked off.
When she was out of earshot, the girl began panicking.
"Dammit, she's a REALLY tough cookie! How am I going to get Jaune against that?! She's super dedicated to him! She's like a new Velvet, only without the stalking! I think."
She sighed, thinking carefully. "And this manga I bought him probably won't get me noticed, either...
Wait, wait! Dedication...I should use Cybele to charm him!" Minako snapped her fingers.
"A little Sexy Dance and he'll notice me just fine...though I should probably throw Pyrrha a bone." She nodded, rubbing her chin.
"Hm...Pyrrha's not too bad, actually." The girl mused, her cheeks rouging a little from her thoughts. "I-I mean, not that I'd consider it, but when you get down to it, she's a sweet girl, great physique and she's got a nice a-"
"Hello, Minako!" Melanie interrupted her train of thought, waving at her as she lugged several bags of sewing material back from the shops.
"Oh! Hi! What's up?"
"I finally got the stuff for Cardin," she explained. "If you guys want to have lunch or hang out or-"
"No, it's fine. I wanna go back to Beacon." Minako requested, chuckling somewhat ominously.
"There's something I need to...ahem, test."
Melanie squinted, staring at her suspiciously. "Test? The only people who say it like that are Blake when she wants to do something stupid with her giant robots, Yang before someone inevitably ends up naked, and Ren before someone ends up caked in maple syrup."
"Eheheheheh..." Minako winked mischievously. "Not that kind of testing~"
"What did I miss?" Pyrrha inquired, rather flatly. Melanie almost jumped- she'd come up from behind her without her even noticing.
"Nothing~"
"Oh." The spearmaiden nodded. "We should head back to Beacon soon. I wish to make sure Jaune hasn't been crowded by fangirls."
Meanwhile, at Beacon...
"Aaaaaah crap." Jaune pulled his mask down further over his head to make sure nobody saw him. Winter unconsciously pulled herself closer to Jaune, pulling on his sleeve slightly. "This is not good."
The canteen was teeming with fangirls that crowded around the pair without realising they were the objects of their affections. The vending machines were crowded with people lining up to buy chocolates and sweets to give to their sweethearts- Jaune, Winter, or otherwise- and the counter on the other side, where Jaune desired to buy some sandwiches for the rest of the day, had the Yang Xiao Long Appreciation Club hounding them for cookies- indeed, the last thing Jaune really wanted to see were dakimakura of Yang being held up in the canteen to protest a lack of Yang-dedicated cakes and biscuits.
Especially when said dakimakura didn't exactly show Yang in the most modest- by which we mean clothed- manner in the world.
"If we drop our disguises, they'll swarm on us like a horde of locusts..." The knight muttered, tightening the strap by which his mask was held on his face.
"Indeed..." Winter nodded, holding him slightly tighter.
"H-hey! Easy! You're kinda crushing me..."
"S-sorry." The lady relinquished her grip, patting his sleeve. "You're the expert in escaping your admirers. How should we proceed?"
"Uh...hm. I believe we should...carefully push our way through the crowd. Act natural.
Act like we're obsessed...with ourselves. And yes, I recognise how stupidly narcissistic that sounds..."
Winter complied. "Understood. Lead the way, Mister Arc."
Jaune took her hand- ignoring how tightly she was gripping onto him, or how soft her hands felt- and slowly guided her through the crowd, trying to keep his mask on and her face unrecognisable.
Meanwhile, the canteen teemed with fangirls and fanboys.
"Maaaan..." A Yang fanboy sighed. "I wish Yang would go out with me...she's just so-"
"No way!" A Winter fangirl crossed her arms. "She's not that sexy. Besides, Winter's much better looking than h-"
"What did you say?"
Both admirers looked behind them to see Yang herself, crossing her arms, a vein in her temple twitching.
The Winter fangirl patted her 'No.1 Winter Fangirl' badge proudly. "Winter is hotter!"
"...d-dammit, I will RECLAIM THE SEXY." Yang declared defiantly. "I-I'm the Ms. Fanservice around here! I should have a horde of fangirls and fanboys devoted to my awesomeness!
I-It's not fair..." The brawler sniffled. "I-It's just not fair..."
Winter tilted her head at the display.
"Is Yang entirely okay?"
"Yeah, yeah, she just has this whole thing about being sexy and being a pervert." Jaune waved her off. "She'll be fine."
"Oh." The lady nodded, still staring at Yang ranting. "I still don't see why that's such a big deal."
"Don't ask, your sanity is better preserved that way."
"True point-gah!" Winter suddenly tripped on a conveniently placed pole holding up a poster of Winter in a swimsuit. Jaune instinctively caught her, pulling himself close to the ground- and his face very close to hers.
"M-Mister Arc..." The lady blushed, looking into his eyes for a moment before shiftily looking away.
"Huh?" Jaune appeared confused and oblivious. "What?"
"...y-your mask is falling."
"W-what?!" The knight whipped his head up, his mask flying off, just as several fangirls and fanboys stared at him. Winter's hood also slipped off as Jaune whipped her upright in shock.
"JAUNE-KUN! WINTER-SEMPAI!"
"H-he's with Winter?!"
"Q-Quickly, get them!"
"Ah, crap." Jaune sighed, closing his eyes.
Winter stared around at the slowly advancing group. She placed her back to Jaune's, instinctively reaching for her weapon only to remember she'd left it at her dorm- Jaune, presumably, made the same mistake judging by the exclamation of 'crap' under his breath.
"Are we surrounded?"
"Yep." Jaune stated morosely, looking for any way to escape. Their admirers slowly closed in around them, holding up their hands to grab them while drooling and chanting their names.
"We are absolutely screwed."
Meanwhile, elsewhere in Beacon...
Pyrrha calmly climbed into her dorm through the window- the best way to get in on a day like Valentine's Day- to see Ren and Nora shoving tables and chairs behind the dorm door and Miltiades shaking her head and huddling her knees in terror.
"S-so many..." The girl in red muttered. "So many fangirls..."
Pyrrha brushed a strand of red hair out of her eyes, before turning to Ren.
"I'm guessing they're all trying to squeeze into the dorm to see if Jaune's there?"
"You got it!" Nora responded, straining from shoving a giant sloth plushie as one of the obstacles to the fangirls "They're all here, looking for him!"
"We've been holding the fort for hours." Ren sighed. "We won't hold much longer, judging by the volume of squeeing and whining from the other side of that door."
Outside, the fangirls could be heard chanting 'We want Jaune-kun!' repeatedly. Pyrrha shut her eyes, sighing.
"Give me a second." She rooted inside her cabinet, before taking out a Jaune plushie and a can of Jaune's favourite cologne.
Ren raised an eyebrow at the bottle of cologne. "How do you-"
"Move. I'll clear the horde." Pyrrha commanded calmly. Ren and Nora shared a look, before moving the chairs out of the way and allowing Pyrrha to open the door and hurl the Jaune plushie out, before quickly shutting it again.
Shortly, the squeeing dispersed. Miltiades lifted her head from her corner of woe and looked over to the door. Pyrrha sighed, opening the door to see a large crowd of Jaune stalkers gathered in a niche away from the main corridor's path, raising the cologne-smelling doll as if it were a holy artifact.
Pyrrha resisted the temptation to follow them in doing so, instead turning to Ren.
"Do you know where Jaune is?"
"He went to the canteen to get some supplies for the rest of the day." Ren responded. "We don't know where he is right now."
"I see." The spearmaiden adjusted her jacket and grabbed Milos and Akouo, slinging her shield on her arm.
"Very well then, I'll go check on him. Make sure nobody gets into my cabinet while I'm gone." With that, Pyrrha set off to the canteen to rescue her teammate. Miltiades stood up, scratching her head.
"Why doesn't she want anyone to look in her cabinet?"
"You don't want to know." Ren cautioned her. "I had a look myself, and to this day what I found inside there still haunts my mind.
And I've watched Puella Magi AND Evangelion, back to back, without being mentally scarred."
"Oh dear." Miltiades instinctively flinched away from the cabinet labelled 'Pyrrha Nikos' .
Nora giggled.
"I don't see what the big deal about that cabinet is! I've seen it too, Renny, and-"
"NORA. NOT A WORD." The gunslinger cut her off, a haunted look appearing on his face.
The berserker whimpered, slumping. "Yes, Renny..."
Meanwhile, in the canteen...
Jaune and Winter held their ground against the hordes of their admirers, using chairs they'd managed to grab, poking the hordes back with the hordes of the legs of their seats.
The knight looked around for a path of least resistance, a path where he could push through the crowd and, hopefully, not get caught and pulled into the blob to be fawned upon and ravished.
'Oh maaan...' Jaune beat back one of his admirers' hands, panicking. 'I'm so screwed!
At least my sisters know what to do if I die- Lucina gets Crocea Mors, my manga goes to Yang, and the rest of my things go to my other sister.
On the plus side...maybe Minako might come and save us...yes, that'd be nice, having Minako around right now.
Wait, Minako? What?' Jaune blinked, confused. '...wait, why am I think how nice her legs lo-dammit, Jaune, no time to be distracted!"
The knight shook the thought of her legs out of his head, before continuing to beat their stalkers back.
Winter grasped his shoulder tightly, signalling him.
"Yes?"
"I think there's a path out of here, but we're going to need to push through it!" The lady called out, nodding towards an area in the crowd where there seemed to be less people, with a small parting leading straight to an open window.
Jaune shrugged. "Well, we don't know what else to do, so let's go!"
Whirling around, Winter and Jaune linked arms, before pushing through the crowd with their chairs, shoving the horde aside.
"LOVE ME, JAUNE-KUN!"
"WINTER-SEMPAI, NOTICE ME!"
"I WANT BOTH OF THEM!"
'We're so close!' Jaune could just see the window right in front of them preparing to jump through it when his leg was caught by someone- he couldn't see who, but they were dragging him back.
"I GOT JAUNE! HELP ME PULL!"
"Crap! I-I'm gonna-"
"Not on my watch, Mister Arc."
Winter, who had managed to get to the window, grabbed his other hand with hers, before snapping her fingers.
The presence grasping him let go, and he could hear them squeal in pain, presumably from receiving a sudden burn, allowing him to tumble forward into Winter. She caught him, but tumbled out of the window, just as the horde gathered in front of the window, looking down.
"AH!" Jaune yelped just before his face was crushed into Winter's considerable chest as she put herself underneath him to absorb the impact.
"Never fear, my beloved pupils!"
Suddenly, both students were caught in the arms of Professor Peter Port, riding on the back of his Boarbartusk mount Edgar, before they could fall completely to the ground.
"Professor!" Winter shouted, surprised and glad for the save. "H-how did you-"
"Ozpin had me ride out on patrol today, to ensure nobody was injured during the festivities of the festival of love, dear Winter!" Port announced proudly, before lowering the students down onto the ground.
"It seems he was wise to!"
Jaune was relinquished from his awkward positioning and pulled himself away from Winter, dusting himself off.
"T-thanks, sir." The knight rubbed the back of his head, blushing slightly.
"It was my pleasure! Now, if you excuse me, I have a patrol to continue!" Port whipped the reins of his mount, and both rode off and away as Winter and Jaune stood there, surprised at their luck.
"Wow. " The lady twiddled her fingers, somewhat uncharacteristically awkwardly, finally remembering where Jaune's head had been during their fall. "...I...um."
"...l-let's just go. I know a secret way up to my dorm." Jaune offered her his hand. Winter smiled at him, taking it.
"Y-yes. Of course! We should leave before we're pursued! Excellent thinking..."
With that, the pair ran off, thankful for their sudden escape.
Meanwhile, behind a column in the canteen...
Minako sighed, a blue-skinned, horned woman clothed in little more than white strips of cloth floating above her, and her Evoker in hand.
"Dammit." The girl sighed. "I should've known Sexy Dance wouldn't work...maybe Yang tried it on him already or something..."
Minako dismissed her Persona, holstering her Evoker and rubbing her chin.
"Hm...maybe...if I can beat Pyrrha to Jaune, I can get him on a date with me! Yes, that's it!" Minako snapped her fingers, looking around to make sure nobody got her idea.
Thankfully, the admirers in the canteen were too busy moping about losing the chance to be with their object of affection, leaving Minako free reign.
She smiled, pumping her fist. "I still have a chance!"
With that, she ran towards the JNPR dorm, hoping to beat Pyrrha there.
Meanwhile, just in front of the JNPR dorm...
Pyrrha exhaled, walking back from the canteen- nothing but depressed Jaune fangirls and fanboys there, so he must have escaped successfully.
Of course, from what she knew of him, he would have already gotten back safely.
She smiled. This was her chance.
'Finally...now I will have Jaune-kun all to myself...'
"STOP RIGHT THERE!"
Pyrrha looked up from her thoughts to see Minako, panting heavily, clutching her knees.
"I-I'm going out with Jaune!"
"Minako-san." Pyrrha stood up straight, pulling out Milo. "I...won't let you win.
I've been waiting three years for this chance. I apologise duly."
Minako smiled. Finally, a challenge.
"So. You won't let up, huh?"
"No. Never." The spearmaiden placed Akouo in front of herself, ready to fight.
"Okay." The girl pulled out her Evoker, pointing it at her head.
"This means I won't give up either! I guess we'll just have to settle this with a duel!
Bringer of death, I call thee from the sea of my soul to vanquish my rivals! Arise, THANATOS!", she cried, and pulled the trigger.
An explosion of blue appeared behind her, as a swordsman clad in black, with a set of coffin-shaped shields floating around him linked by chains, his head obscured by a sinister, skeletal helmet appeared behind her.
And it spoke.
"I am thou, and thou art I! From the echoing depths of your soul I emerge. I am the child of Night and Darkness, and stand unopposed, neither by the living nor the dying! I am Thanatos, Harbinger of Death!"
Pyrrha merely stared down her opponent, gripping Milo and Akouo tightly.
She refused to back down. Not now.
"And I am Pyrrha Nikos." The spearmaiden called out, calmly yet firmly. "That is all you need to know."
Thanatos let out a roar, before flying at Pyrrha, sword extended. Pyrrha held her position, preparing to thrust her spear at the Persona, when-
"ENOUGH!"
Minako's concentration was broken by the yell, forcing Thanatos to disintegrate into nothing more than blue particles that washed over Pyrrha. Pyrrha staggered slightly, shaking her head.
Both girls turned to Winter, who was standing in the doorway of JNPR dorm, frowning.
"What kind of nonsense is this?"
"We were attempting to decide who gets to ask Jaune out to dinner tonight through a duel." Pyrrha explained.
"That I was going to win." Minako added smugly.
Pyrrha shot her a glare. "Nowhere near close."
Winter tapped her chin, before snapping her fingers.
"That settles it."
"Huh?" Both girls looked to each other.
"Since you all want to go have dinner with Jaune, and I owe him a dinner for protecting me from my stalkers, we are ALL going to dinner together!"
Pyrrha blinked.
"What."
"Whaaaa?" Minako tilted her head, confused. "B-but that's not what we-"
"We're all friends." Winter smiled happily, before grabbing both of their arms with her right arm. "Come on, they'll be expecting in us in an hour!"
"I don't even..." The brown-haired girl blinked, uncomprehending of what just happened.
Pyrrha looked dismayed. "D-did we just..."
Jaune was grabbed by Winter too, as the dignified heiress dragged them out of the dorm.
Nora and Miltiades looked on in shock.
"D-did Jaune just..." The girl in red began, her mouth slightly agape. "D-did Jaune just score a triple date?!"
"I think he did." Ren commented, chuckling. "Good Dust, he didn't even mean to. And I don't think Winter realised it, either.
That dinner date ought to be awkward."
Meanwhile, outside Beacon...
Ruby and Weiss were walking leisurely just outside the gates after a fruitful day on a Valentine's date.
"That was awesome~" Ruby nuzzled Weiss closely, sighing happily.
"Heh. Don't expect me to splurge so much next time, you dunce." The heiress chuckled jokingly. "It's only because you wanted so many cookies that we went to the Furukawa Bakery for once, and not the Schnee Bakery."
"I don't care." The reaper gave her a sweet kiss on the cheek. "That was the best Valentine's day date ever!"
"Indeed it was-"
Weiss and Ruby, however, were interrupted by Winter dragging a dumbstruck Pyrrha, Minako and Jaune past them, humming calmly to herself.
They stared as the strange ensemble walked past, unaware of the duo.
Weiss blinked, dumbfounded. Then, her expression hardened.
"Oh, what did Xiao Long do this time..."The heiress grumbled and began moving swiftly to the campus, relinquishing her girlfriend to storm ahead.
Ruby pouted, before running towards her.
"W-wait! H-how do you know this is Yang's fault?!"
"I doubt my sister would choose to go out with that Arc idiot without some sort of antic behind it! E-even if he is stupidly attractive...t-to some people! N-not that I like him, o-or anything!"
Needless to say, Yang had a field day attempting to explain to a very irritated Weiss that, no, she was not responsible for Winter dragging Jaune on a date with two other girls.
Not that Weiss believed her.
END
A/N: Hahahahaha, gotcha there with the Persona summoning. Don't worry, Pyrrha and Minako will get their days. Eventually.
Next chapter, Weiss Reacts to...*Drumroll*...Agents of Beacon! Yes! At long bloody last, an actual reaction to fanfiction! I know, it's been a long time, right?
So, I hope you enjoyed that, leave your ideas, criticisms, suggestions, thoughts, comments and reviews, and I hope you have a GREAT day! Until next time!