Weiss Reacts to Five Nights at Freddy's!

A/N: Welcome, one and all, to Weiss Reacts! Finally, you people might be bothered to read this crappy fic again!

Please, do not ask for 2 or 3, I must ask in advance, as it is somewhat unlikely I will cover that. Also, if there are discrepancies between the actual game and the chapter, they'll be caused by the fact that my experience of the game is based on one or two times of actually playing it and the Play Pals on it. Yes, I've broken my unspoken rule. Sue me.

DISCLAIMER: RWBY does not belong to me, otherwise there would be a bunny Faunus based on the Hare of Inaba (I love Velvet, though).

Five Nights at Freddy's belongs to Scott Cawthon.

All mentioned franchises and characters belong to their respective owners.

"YANG XIAO LONG!" Weiss shrieked for what seemed like the first time in forever. Yang merely giggled, clutching a tablet screen to her.

"Hehehehe...I'm an absolute genius. Wouldn't you agree, dear Weiss~"

"Genius? Stupid stalker troll is a better term!" The heiress seethed. "You knew I was doing that, didn't you?"

"Dear, I like having cameras around campus. It's just procedure." Yang shrugged. "Never know when I could miss..." She gasped for dramatic effect. "An antic!"

"Does your depravity know no bounds, Xiao Long?" Weiss sighed irritably, rubbing her temples.

Yang grinned. "No."

She turned the screen to Weiss.

Upon it was a video of the heiress, seemingly alone in their dorm. Initially, she looked around shiftily, making sure nobody was in the vicinity. Seemingly satisfied, the heiress then pulled out her beloved shark plushie, christened 'Sharkie-chan' and slowly, cooed to it quietly, tucking it into bed and placing before it a bowl of oatmeal.

"Who's a cute widdle shark? You are, Sharkie-chan!" Weiss cooed, uncharacteristically cheerfully. "Yes you are! Yes you are!"

After that, she proceeded to tuck it into a bib, nuzzling it with her cheek and climbing into bed to hug it, quietly whispering complete nonsense to it.

"And don't give me that crap about 'it's Elsa' or 'it's one of Blake's Persocoms'." Yang scoffed dismissively. "I'm about ninety-nine percent sure that's you."

"And the one percent?" Weiss raised an eyebrow.

"That it's secretly another dimension I looked into and Blake was right about her theory that that book she wanted to gift you ended up in Ylisse." Yang brushed an invisible speck of dust off of her sleeve. "As if."
Weiss glared at her. "Idiot. You idiot. That was m-meant to be a secret!"
"Nothing is secret with me around~ I also know that you bought more bibs to dress Sharkie-chan in."
"I-impossible! I-I had them make those deliveries without a receipt!" The heiress was astounded.

Yang chuckled, smirking mischievously. "Well, dear Weissy, we have two options here.

Option one, I'm going to reveal this video to the whole of Beacon and make them think you're even less of a stonehearted ice queen than they already think you are~"
"Y-you wouldn't dare!"
"Or option two, you do one little tiny thing. Just for me." Yang smiled. "Pretty please?"

Weiss crossed her arms. "N-not a chance! I don't know what kind of perverted things you'll make me do!"

"Ah, but Weiss, keep in mind that at least I have restraint and the obligation not to prank you." Yang stated. "You are my future little sister, after all."

"A fact I come to regret every second..." Weiss remarked without missing a beat.

The brawler held up a finger. "Now, Ren on the other hand...he doesn't have my inhibitions. Nor does Cindy~ Or, Dust forbid, Velvet."

Weiss froze. If Velvet knew she did this...

'Velvet would hound me for the rest of my living days. As if I already don't get enough sleep from everyone else's antics...'

The heiress sighed. "...fine. Touché, Xiao Long. It seems you win for now."

"Always bet on me~" Yang grinned.

Weiss shot her a withering glare. "Just hurry up and tell me what you're going to force me to do.

At least grant me the dignity of a quick embarrassment."

Yang exhaled, smiling ominously, before tapping her chin for a moment as she considered what she was going to make Weiss do. Weiss shuddered as the seconds ticked down, waiting for her doom to be pronounced-

"I just want you to play a game." Yang concluded. Weiss stared at her.

"...that's it? No 'kiss Ruby in front of Velvet'? No 'do something perverted with Ruby'? No antics?"
Yang chuckled. "You want me to do that?"

"N-no!" The heiress blushed, shaking her head hurriedly.

"I wasn't going to." Yang shrugged. "As for the game...I would say Dangan Ronpa...but I think a game like that's far out of your league, seeing as you were so good at Ace Attorney..."

Weiss glared at her, snapping. "S-SHUT UP! I-I just need practice playing g-games! A-and any game you'd like i-is clearly for b-brainless morons anyway!

And it wasn't fair! S-stupid evidence was too hard to find..."

"Quit hiding your crappiness at games with my intelligence, it won't work." The brawler shrugged. "I was thinking something far more...ah, your speed.

Five Nights at Freddy's."

"...tch. Seriously?" Weiss scoffed. "That doesn't even sound threatening."

Yang looked aside briefly. "Well, it really isn't all that threatening, per se...but it is really simple. You press about one or two buttons."

"Are you insulting my capacity to play games?"

"Everyone knows your capacity to play a game that isn't 'Civilization' is about as much as the capacity a pumpkin has to shoot lasers out of its backside." Yang remarked. "It's really not an insult so much as me telling the truth.

So, Weiss. Play a game that's supposedly an insult to your intelligence or risk Velvet finding another avenue into your life? I hear her already climbing through the vents~"

Above them, indeed, was the tell-tale clattering and pitter-patter associated with Velvet and her accomplice plushie Vivi trying, yet again, to sneak into the RWBY dorm to kidnap Weiss.

Weiss felt her eyelid twitch. She could even hear Velvet singing about 'flat chests' above her.

"...fine. But if you breathe a word of this to anyone, I will extract your innards and feed them to you.

Do you understand?"

Yang smirked. "Thieves' honour. Let's get started. I even have the game ready-bought just for you!"

"...you weren't planning on giving me that other game, were you?"
"Not a chance."

"Screw you, Xiao Long."

Minutes later...

"So, what's this game about again? I forgot." Ruby inquired, munching cookies down.

Blake shrugged, casually leaning back in a beanbag as Weiss slowly booted up the game. "It's about some night guard guy watching over some free-roaming animatronic animal mascots that horribly eviscerate you if they catch you, until six AM when you're magically freed by the laughing of children.

So, on the horror scale, a low four. I've seen The Room, and that is true horror."

"Oh. Okay!" Ruby shrugged. "Is there a shark mascot? Weiss would go mad if there was a shark mascot."

Weiss grumbled quietly to herself as she finally loaded up the game, the fizzing static staring her in the face.

"...I still can't believe I was swindled into playing this game."

Yang shrugged. "Hey, I gave you a choice."

"Morton's Fork. I would've been doomed whichever choice I took."
"D-don't use these complicated words with me! I don't know them! J-just play the game!"

"Heh." Weiss smirked, taking satisfaction in the little revenge she'd attained, before clicking 'new game'.

"...tch. How amateurish." Weiss remarked. "Injury and dismemberment...just who in their right mind would take this job?"

"I would." Blake admitted. "It sounds like a nice way to kill an evening or two."
"You don't count, Belladonna." The heiress remarked. "You think breaking dimensional barriers is a good way to kill an afternoon."

"It's the manly way to kill an afternoon!"

"So...nothing but me and a bunch of metal doors and cameras between being killed horribly and living." Weiss noted slowly. "Perfect. And I can only keep them off me by shutting my doors or staring at them.

I still don't understand why this company hasn't been shut down yet."
"Well, they are losing money." Yang corrected her. "Not like their business hasn't suffered."

Weiss raised an eyebrow. "One wonders why they hired a security guard and didn't just bolt the main doors shut to prevent these animatronics from leaving..."

Ruby munched some cookies. "...Weiss, you might want to check your next camera..."

"What?" The heiress obliged, checking it to see Freddy standing straight outside her doors. "WHAT IN THE NAME OF DUST!"

She hammered the mouse to shut the door immediately, breathing a sigh of relief when she succeeded.

"Tch, pathetic animatronics think they can win over me." The heiress boasted. "But I am far stronger than mere animatronics...

It is three AM. I'll live to see the dawn with my excellent stra-"

Yang smirked. The heiress immediately stopped, already knowing that whatever she had to say, it wasn't good.

"Your power's under half."
"My what?" Weiss looked confused for a second before looking back on her screen, noticing that her
power bar had indeed dipped to forty-nine percent, with three usage bars.
"You mean to say that this game has power?!"
Yang smirked. "No such thing as a free lunch."

"Challenge accepted!" Blake cheered.

"Not every comment Yang makes is a challenge, you moron!" Weiss snapped, glaring at her. "Now shut up and let me play this accursed game!"

Ruby giggled. "So cute when you shout at people~"
"S-shut up, Ruby! Q-quit being embarrassing!" Weiss yelled, blushing. "...w-wait, why is my power at two per-"

The camera immediately shut off, and the guard office was immediately thrown into darkness. Weiss felt the hairs on the back of her necks stand on edge as she realised-

"...dammit. There goes my protection from those moronic automatons..." The heiress sighed. "Idiot. Xiao Long, you should've told me how to play this!"
"Not in our agreement~" The brawler shot back.

Weiss drummed her fingers, waiting for the time to turn to six AM. "Come on, hurry...hurry up so I can-"

Blake held up a finger. "Wait, wait. What's that sound-"

The eponymous Freddy Fazbear ended the guard's miserable life in suitably horrible fashion with a bloodcurdling scream, causing Weiss to leap from her seat.

"RUBY HOLD ME!" The heiress cried, hugging onto the reaper.

"Gah!" Ruby nearly tumbled over from the weight of her girlfriend. "W-Weiss!"

"Ahahahaha!" Yang laughed, clutching her belly. "This is rich!

This is so going on Dustbook."

"I-if you dare, Xiao Long, I will personally end you! With my bare hands!" Weiss seethed, wounded.

Ruby was blushing, as her face was crushed into Weiss' infamous 'ironing board' of a chest.

"Kyaaaaaah~" The reaper sighed happily. "So...flaaaaaat..."

"R-RUBY!" Weiss immediately relinquished her, flicking her on the forehead and turning away, embarrassed. "Y-you pervert!"

Blake and Yang shared a hi-five.

"What do you know, this was worth my time." The catgirl remarked. Yang gave her a bemused look.

"You expect me, the great Yang Xiao Long, to waste your time? As if. What were you even doing down there anyway?"
"Oh, just things." Blake shrugged casually, deflecting the question.

"S-stupid game..." Weiss muttered under her breath as she faced the computer screen once more, mustering the courage to try the game again.

"I-I would've won if Yang had told me how to play it..."

"I doubt it." Yang admitted. "I highly doubt that."

"Alright, alright..." Weiss took note of her power- currently at a hundred percent- and the time, being at one AM. "This will be easy, now that I know what to do, since Yang was so helpful with teaching me how to play..."

"I never said you couldn't look up a guide~" The brawler reminded her with a knowing smirk. "I only said you had to play it..."

"Idiot!" Weiss snapped. "You knew I'd fail without instructions!"

Blake rolled her eyes. "Please, you'd fail anyway, Weiss. You suck at video games anyway, even if you have a guide."

"I don't need your input, Belladonna." The heiress hissed. "I only failed horribly because I d-didn't have any instructions."

Ruby held up a finger. "W-wait, Weiss, what's that sound..."

"Tch. It's too early and I still have a lot of power." Weiss scoffed. "I doubt that it's Freddy-"

It was Bonnie.

"GRAH!" Weiss screeched as the animatronic bunny eviscerated her character, ending her game.

"T-that wasn't fair! That is absolutely ridiculous!"

Yang rolled her eyes. "You suck at this game. How did Bonnie nab you so easily?"

"Listen for the moans next time." Blake shrugged. "Sheesh."
"E-easy for you to say, you've got Faunus senses!"

"I heard it first..." Ruby pointed out helpfully.

"...s-shut up! Everyone's against me today..." The heiress muttered irritably as she restarted the game.

...

Weiss sighed, popping in her headphones and plugging them into the computer, paying more attention to the sounds.

'Yes...now I don't have to listen to Blake and Yang being morons...' The heiress mused with a sigh of relief.

Yang and Blake, meanwhile, were sharing out bundles of Lien between each other.

"How much do you bet she gets killed by Chica next?" The brawler inquired.

"About ten, fifteen Lien?" Blake offered. "I think Bonnie will get her again. There's no way she'll get as far as Freddy killing her when the power goes out."

"Oh come on, guys." Ruby said reproachfully. "Weiss isn't that bad! Have some faith in her."

Yang gave her a deadpan look.

"Weiss is your girlfriend, Ruby. How haven't you caught on to the fact she sucks at video games yet?"

The heiress screamed again as a giant cartoon chicken occupied her screen, ripping her apart.

"STUPID! STUPID! STUPID!" The heiress roared, banging the desk with her fists. "STUPID CHEATING IDIOTS!"

Yang shot the catgirl a grin. Blake grumbled, forking over the Lien.

"...Weiss is so predictably bad." The brawler chuckled. "I'm even making money off of it~"

...

"Alright, alright." Weiss breathed heavily. "I can do this. I can do this. I won't let this pathetic game beat me.

Ace Attorney my backside..."

Ruby smiled, giving her a shoulder rub. "You can do it, Weiss, I believe in you~"

"G-gah..." The heiress shuddered, her cheeks reddening slightly. "Thank you..."

Yang put her hands behind her head, resting herself. "I still say she won't do it."

"Alright. Fifty percent power, two AM." Weiss cracked her knuckles, checking her cameras closely.

"...tch. Pathetic animatronics will not best a Schnee!" The heiress vowed as she shut the right door. "Taste defeat, you pathetic mockery of a rabbit! TASTE DEFEAT!"
Blake whistled. "You're getting into this, aren't you?"
"S-shut up." Weiss muttered. "I will beat this infuriatingly stupid game! How can a game this simple enrage a person so much..."

Blake whistled. "Wooow. Four AM. You're close, aren't you?"
"Tch." The heiress waved her off. "Silence. Let me play this game properly.

...come on, come on...wait. My power." Weiss stared at the power bar, realising her power was running out.

"No...come on! COME ON! I'm right near six AM!" The heiress complained helplessly as the power shut off just as the time flipped over to five AM. She crossed her arms, watching the dark office as Freddy's luminous eyes began blinking at her, and the infamous tune went on.

Yang patted Weiss on the shoulder, smiling patronisingly. "Don't worry, Weiss. There's always next time-"
"Shut up! I still have a chance! I STILL HAVE A CHANCE!" The heiress declared defiantly, not moving her mouse at all. "Come on, flip over, flip over..."

The screen went completely black. Weiss drew in breath, waiting for her fate to be decided.

Suddenly, however, light chimes sounded, as the time changed to six AM. Weiss smiled smugly, turning to Yang.

"YES! I BEAT THIS CHEATING GAME!" The heiress cheered. "Eat it, Xiao Long! You may eat your words! I beat this gam-"

"Night two, dear." Yang grinned, thumbing towards the screen. Weiss blanched, shaking her head slowly.

"No. No."

"Five Nights at Freddy's." Blake reminded her. "Hehe."

The heiress, reluctantly turned around to see the screen flicker onto twelve AM of night two, as if taunting her.

"...s-screw this!" Weiss stood up, huffing. "T-this is ridiculous! I'm done!"

With that, the heiress stormed out of the room, presumably to the only vending machine she found worth buying from- the vanilla sorbet machine.

Blake chuckled. "Well, Yang, are you just going to let that go?"

"Heh." The brawler cracked her knuckles. "Nobody gets to get away from my antics. Just you watch."
"Yaaaaang..." Ruby frowned at her. "What are you planning?"
"Why, dear Ruby, just sisterly things~"

Blake looked aside. "Looks like I'd better break out the camera."

Later, at night...

Velvet giggled, crouching outside the RWBY dorm. She sighed happily, rubbing her cheeks.

"I can't believe Yang gave us tips on how to get Weiss-sempai to love us..." The bunnygirl reflected, blushing. "All those schemes with water-buffalo and sharks didn't work..."

"Pipipipi..." Vivi pointed out.

"Yes, I know it's Yang, but she did say she swore upon her meat buns that she wasn't trolling us." Velvet pointed out. It was clear to Vivi that Velvet was obsessed with the concept of finally getting Weiss to love her by any means possible.

The plushie merely slapped her own forehead, shaking her head. "Pipiii pipipi."

"Alright...here goes nothing." Velvet breathed in and popped on Freddy's head, looking over to Vivi.

"Does this look okay?"
Vivi crossed her arms. "Pipipipipi."

"...I'll take that as a yes." The bunnygirl slowly pushed the dorm door open.

It was dark, with all the lights off. Even Blake was asleep, a can of energy drink in her hand lying limply on the side of her bed, the liquid dripping onto the floor. Weiss was lying in her bed, fast asleep, hugging Sharkie-chan to herself.

"...why yes, Sharkie-chan...I would love some sugar in my tea..." The heiress murmured, completely unaware of the intruder, as she sleepily nuzzled the shark to her cheeks.

'You'll love me, Weiss-sempai...' Velvet thought hopefully, before slowly creeping over Weiss' bed and perching herself over her.

"Weeeeeeiss..." The bunnygirl called out softly.

"Sharkie-chan..." The heiress murmured back, softly opening her eyes and looking up.

"Wait..." Weiss slowly realised what was going on, as her eyes widened at Velvet.

"...Weiss-semp-"
"AHHHHHHH GET AWAY GET AWAY DIE DIE DIE DIE"

Velvet was then beset upon with a flurry of slashes, strikes and smacks from various objects in the room that Weiss could muster, as she tried to chase her off.

"AAAHHH!"

"W-Weiss-sempai! I-I thought you loved this!"
"GET AWAY FROM ME"

Yang, as she shifted in her bed to tuck herself more into her bed, smiled.

END

A/N: Moral of the story, if you people haven't figured it out yet: Never take advice from Yang Xiao Long. Except if it's pranking people. Or looking like a sexy beast.

Also, Oobleck is Mordin. Definitely.

Next time, Weiss Reacts to RWBY Death Battle, courtesy of PsyInti over on DeviantArt! Give him a huge shoutout from me if you see him, and there will be 100% more Yang boasts!

So, I hope you enjoyed that, leave your ideas, comments, thoughts, reviews, criticisms and suggestions, and I hope you have a GREAT day! Until next time!