Weiss Reacts to Beauty Pageants!
A/N: Welcome, one and all, to Weiss Reacts! Firstly, I'd like to announce the beginning of a new Reactsverse fic, Homura Reacts, featuring, of course, Homura Akemi from Puella Magi Madoka Magica, with a similar premise to this fic. As it is my fic, I am obligated to shamelessly self-promote and shill this fic in the hope that someone might actually care about it.
Secondly, however, for those of you waiting for a beauty contest in the vein of Persona 4...this is it.
Weiss is going to love this~
DISCLAIMER: RWBY does not belong to me, otherwise Jaune would have a mechanical horse to ride to the aid of his harem with.
All mentioned franchises and characters belong to their respective owners.
Weiss stared at the leaflet that had been slipped underneath their dorm door. She grumbled.
"Oh, perfect."
"Huh?" Yang looked up. "What's up?"
"...just look at it." The heiress shoved the leaflet into the brawler's hands, grumbling. "This is a stupid idea."
Blake and Ruby looked at it, curious.
"The...First Beacon Annual Beauty Pageant?" Blake raised an eyebrow, curious. "Whose idea is this?"
"Probably Cinder's." Ruby commented after a few seconds of thought. "It seems right up her alley."
"And it is an utterly perverted idea." Weiss remarked, irritated. "Seriously, we do not need to have a competition based on our attractiveness! Only perverts would enjoy such a s-stupid competition!"
Yang grinned. "What, insecure?"
"She wouldn't need to be." Blake pointed out. "According to the last survey, the five most attractive people in Beacon were Winter, Weiss, Jaune, Pyrrha and Yang."
"Wait, I was last?!" Yang yelled. Weiss crossed her arms.
"I'm sorry, since when was I involved in such ridiculous surveys?!"
"It was Cardin's homework for Professor Torchwick's Economics class." Ruby pointed out. "We had to do a survey on things. Remember?"
Weiss nodded, finally remembering the assignment. "Right...it's still a stupid idea."
Ruby giggled, nuzzling Weiss. "Nobody can resist her tsundere charms~"
"R-Ruby! S-stop!" The heiress blushed profusely, looking away in embarrassment. "...y-you sound like a d-deviant..."
"I can't help it! I have to show my cute girlfriend off!" Ruby whined, smiling goofily.
"I say we get into this competition." Yang declared, determined. Weiss was snapped out of her fugue, glaring at her.
"You can't be serious."
"We're doing it." Yang declared proudly, cracking her knuckles. "And we are doing it so awesomely, nobody will ever question team RWBY being the sexiest team in all of Beacon!"
"...good Dust, please don't tell me this is about Winter." Weiss inquired in vain hope that it was indeed not about her sister.
Yang looked at her with fire in her eyes and a somewhat deranged expression on her face.
"N-no, why would you think it's about Winter? I-I'm not trying to prove I'm the sexiest person here, o-or anything! No, don't be silly!"
The brawler laughed insanely to herself as she walked off to the cabinet, chuckling as she picked several pairs of clothing out from it.
"...reclaim the sexy...heahahahha...reclaiming the sexy...of course...this is it...hahehahehah..."
Weiss rolled her eyes. "We're doomed, and it's all because Yang can't take being one-upped by my sister."
Ruby examined the leaflet again. "...wait. It's not just for girls?"
"Nope." Blake nodded, chuckling. "And that's where it gets fun, especially during the swimsuit portion."
"S-swimsuit portion?!" Ruby's eyes widened. "D-does that mean-"
"Yes, Weiss will be in a swimsuit."
"I REFUSE TO DO SUCH A DEBASED ACT THAT...Ruby?" Weiss looked over to her left to see that her girlfriend had faded into a drooling state, paralyzed by the thought of Weiss in a bikini.
"RUBY!"
"...gah...Weiss...you look so cute blushing..." Ruby muttered, squishing her own cheeks with her hands in a moe-induced haze.
Meanwhile, over in JNPR dorm...
"Oh no." Jaune sighed exasperatedly at the Beacon Pageant leaflet. "I'm screwed."
Ren nodded in agreement, patting his teammate on the back. "...you may want to lay low for a while. This pageant will-"
"This is the best idea ever!" Nora pumped her fists, cheering. "I finally get to break out my Viking clothes!"
Ren sighed, shaking his head. "I don't think they'll ask you to wear those things."
"They always have a fancy dress part!" Nora corrected him, squeeing happily. "This is going to be amazing!"
Jaune shook his head. "...I just know this is not going to end well for me."
Ren chuckled. "You never know, you might enjoy it-"
Pyrrha burst in, panting and breathing heavily. She held up the brochure.
"Did you three know about this?"
The gunslinger shook his head. "Not at all."
"We're joining this."
"No-"
"The winner's team gets free food from the cafeteria for a week." The spearmaiden explained.
Nora saluted immediately, even doing a tiny goosestep to accompany her salute. "Private Valkyrie reporting for pageant duty sir!"
Jaune raised an eyebrow. "Free cafeteria food? Well...I suppose...I suppose that's a good idea. Prices have been going up a fair bit.
Fine, I'll bite...b-but only for the team." The knight clarified. "I don't want you people thinking I'm into this. I really don't want more attention than I have already!"
Ren shrugged. "Don't worry, we'll be rooting for you behind the lines-"
"Oh, no, you're going with me." Jaune glared at him. "If I'm going down, I'm taking you with me, Ren.
If this prize is for the team, then the effort has to COME from the team, no?"
Nora grinned, cracking her knuckles. "Challenge accepted!" Ren swallowed slightly, nodding.
"Very well then." He adjusted his collar. "As you wish, Jaune."
Pyrrha looked away, sighing happily.
'And now...Jaune-kun might even have to crossdress, or take his...shirt...off!' The spearmaiden resisted the urge to squeal in barely-concealed joy. '...b-but I must retain my composure. I remember my promises, I have to keep myself calm and figure out how to match Winter and Minako in looks. Yes, of course, they'll be in this too...
...I'll just have to beat them. I'll have to beat them in a legitimate manner, too.'
Later, in the Beacon cafeteria….
Winter calmly partook of a cup of the finest Atlesian tea. It was good tea, ground from well-tended herbs, possessing a strong scent and character, and grown only in the arable highlands; exported for exorbitant amounts, of course, but hardly even a drop in the wealth of the Schnee family.
The main reason Winter loved tea, however, was that it soothed her, allowed her to take a step back from the stress of everything and just enjoy life.
Her tranquil day, however, was suddenly interrupted by a voice behind her.
"W-Winter-sempai, will you j-join the pageant?"
"Hm?" The lady turned behind her to see a somewhat sweaty, blushing first year boy, swallowing and clearly captivated by her looks.
"I-I...I a-asked if you were…..going to d-do the pageant."
Winter tapped her chin, tilting her head. "...I hadn't heard. What's this pageant?"
"THERE YOU ARE." Yang kicked her way into the canteen- with Weiss and Ruby trying futilely to pull her back, the doors swinging open with a loud crack. Everyone looked up towards her, as she breathed heavily, staring down at Winter.
"YOU"
"Me?" Winter raised an eyebrow. "Yes, Yang-"
"I am GOING to beat you, Winter!" The brawler declared, staring down at her rival with determination in her eyes. "I will reclaim the sexy and become the sexiest student in Beacon again!
And there's nothing you can do to stop me!"
Weiss rolled her eyes, exhaling irritably. "You're still going on about this?!"
"...the sexy?" Winter scratched her head. "...what's the sexy? Is it a prize of some sort?"
"D-don't play stupid with me, Schnee! You know what you're doing to these people!" Yang pointed a trembling finger at her, breathing heavily.
Winter looked confused. "I do not understand."
She was completely oblivious to the seething mass of fawning boys and girls behind her, sighing happily as they watched her voluptuous figure dreamily.
Yang felt a vein twitch in her temple.
"...y-you're….you're sneakier than I thought!" The brawler crossed her arms. "Mark my words, Schnee, I WILL beat you! I AM THE SEXIEST! WAHAHAH-oooowwww Weiss!"
Weiss rubbed the palm of her hand, having administered a slap to the back of her teammate's head. "Moron. Get out of here before you make yourself look more like a drooling pervert than you already are. Come on, Ruby, let's get her out of here."
"Okay!"
"W-wha-let go of me! Hey! I wasn't done! I was going to give a whole speech and everything!" Yang whined as her teammates dragged her out of the canteen, leaving Winter somewhat bewildered.
"...I wonder what that was all about." The lady frowned, shrugging. "Well, anyway-"
"So, will you do the pageant? The winner's team gets free cafeteria food!"
Winter raised an eyebrow. "Well. Money is no issue for me at all, but….my team might like the boon.
Sure. It sounds like fun! …..huh?"
She looked behind her to see a horde of fainted admirers, some with severe nosebleeds and blushes on their faces.
"...it seems we will need medical assistance here. I wonder why so many people fainted? Is there a bug going around?"
"Dammit!" Yang grumbled, looking irritated as she walked back to the dorm, pulling her arms away from Weiss and Ruby. "Weiss, your sister is devious! She seems so innocent, but she's just waiting! WAITING!"
Weiss gave her a deadpan look. "Have you considered that my sister is simply, you know, completely oblivious to her own looks?"
"N-nobody that sexy is blind to their own looks!" Yang cried in a deranged manner, shaking her head. "I don't- no, I refuse to believe she's blind to her own looks! She's only pretending to be so even more people fall for her! It makes perfect sense!
It's not right! I've watched too many anime to fall for that ploy! I'm going to beat your sister and show everyone that-"
Ruby frowned. "Awww...but Winter seems so nice! Don't humiliate her..."
"Yang, you're being completely irrational about this." Weiss scolded her teammate. "I refuse to believe that my sister is somehow a manipulative schemer who uses her looks to get everyone to love her!
Believe me when I say this, the girl is so oblivious, she can't even tell when she's in love with someone!"
Weiss grabbed Yang's shoulders and began shaking her.
"YANG YOU ARE COMPLETELY MAD DO YOU HEAR YOURSELF TALKING"
"She's just jealous because Winter has a bigger chest than her." Ruby called out.
"I-I am not!" Yang crossed her arms, blushing somewhat. "I-It's just...I-It's improbable that someone so hot and oblivious isn't manipulating everyone! Or Jaune."
Weiss sighed, pinching the bridge of her nose and glaring at Yang. "You moron. You are an absolute moron.
Is this some kind of game to you? Seriously? You can't handle that someone is more attractive than you?"
Yang pumped her fist, clenching it tightly. "No, just like nobody will be manlier than Blake, nobody will be sexier than me!
I WILL RECLAIM THE SEXY!"
With that, the brawler sprinted off into the distance, roaring to herself. Weiss exhaled.
"Good Dust. Ruby, is she always like this?"
"Mhm..." Ruby patted her on the back. "Don't worry, she'll get over it eventually.
So...when Winter beats her in the pageant."
"...please wake me up when this is over, I'm going to go figure out how to go into hibernation." Weiss shook her head and walked off. "If you excuse me, I'm going to wallow in vanilla sorbet for getting myself involved in these stupid shenanigans..."
Meanwhile...
"Right, Jaune." Ren dished out several files to Jaune upon the table in their dorm. "The contest will consist of four portions."
"Four?!" The blond stared at him in shock. "Y-you're serious?!"
"Four." Ren nodded. "I know, I was on the planning council with Cinder when she scored it out.
The first is the normal portion, the second is the talent, the third is the swimsuit and the final portion...my personal favourite...is crossdressing."
"CROSSDRESSING?!" Jaune stared at him, his mouth open in horror.
Ren shrugged. "Cinder loves her crossdressing."
"...oh good Dust help me, I'm going to die on that stage." The knight placed his face in his hands, shaking his head. "I'm going to die..."
"Hey, you dragged me into this too." Ren glared at him. "I have to crossdress too."
"Yeah, but you aren't going to get mobbed by fangirls!"
"True point." The gunslinger shrugged. "That's why we're going to give you a choice of clothes that are less revealing and won't draw too much attention.
We had Cardin work on them for you. We gave him your measurements; sorry 'bout that."
Nora laid out several sets of clothing on the desk for him. Jaune looked through them, rubbing his chin.
The first set was a fairly regular black bespoke tuxedo- made of fairly good fabric, replete with fine leather shoes and a thin red handkerchief. Jaune felt he could wear that comfortably. He briefly pondered on the expense Cardin took on making these things for him, and just how much getting all of these cost, and how long it took him to make them.
The second was a pair of swimming shorts, still made of good fabrics, plain navy blue and gold. Jaune silently thanked Cardin; most of his other swimclothes were...revealing enough to ensure he would be mobbed on the stage by lustful admirers.
The third...the third, however, caused him to blanch. He stared at it as he clutched it in his hands, remembering the last time he'd worn something similar.
"No. I'm not wearing this, Ren. Tell Cardin thanks, but I can't. It looks way too-"
"This is the least revealing set he could make without making you look too homely. We're trying to win this, your protection is a secondary concern- and these clothes are plenty tough! You've gotten out of worse anyway!"
"B-but this...you seriously think..."
"Trust me on this, Jaune. You just need to work on your talent.
I know you're a good dancer, so go with that." Ren patted him on the shoulder as he walked off, leaving Jaune to stare at the crossdressing clothing he'd been left to wear.
"...b-but..."
He, of course, was completely oblivious to the fainted Pyrrha in the closet, who had lost consciousness from the idea of Jaune in a swimsuit.
To be continued...
A/N: Tomorrow will be the epic pageant itself, replete with insanity and madness and revelations and jelly Yang!
So, I hope you enjoyed that, leave your ideas, comments, suggestions, criticisms, thoughts and reviews, and I hope you have a GREAT day! Until next time!