Weiss Reacts to Team Outings, Part 2!

A/N: Welcome, one and all, to Weiss Reacts! Last time was….hectic. We found out our heroes got jailed, shenanigans happened and now Weiss got her purse stolen. Well. Insanity's got to ensue, after all, and so I deliver. Hahaha. AHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAH!

Ahem. Anyway, am I the only person who can't believe that we're actually nearly at the end of another volume of Weiss Reacts? Seriously, though, we're actually pretty close! Just one more chapter after this and we're going into the finale! Just….wow. I almost don't want to get this volume over with. Eh. Let's get on with it!
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Weiss seethed, clenching her fist as she mastered her temper, restraining her increasing anger.

Tonight, of all nights, a thief had decided to steal her purse and had managed to catch her during a moment of vulnerability. She silently cursed herself for allowing that to happen to herself.

"Just wonderful," grumbled the heiress. She instinctively reached for Myrtenaster, only to remember she had left her rapier at Beacon, sitting in her weapons locker for practice tomorrow. The heiress' eyes narrowed, irritated.

Ruby looked behind her to watch as the man ran away with Weiss' purse. "I'll go after him, guys. Weiss, just stay put, alright?"

"No, I'm coming with you so when we identify the fool who made the unwise decision to steal my purse, we can apprehend him and adequately punish him for his transgressions!" The heiress snapped indignantly. "We should hurry up and pursue him, lest we lose the trail!"
"Dammit, then I'm coming too!" Yang stood up, cracking her knuckles with an audacious smirk. "This little punk needs a good ol' fashioned whupping, and I'm pretty happy to give him some!"

Blake sighed, shaking her head and rubbing her eyes before she got up and joined Yang. "Then I guess I'll have to go too, if all of you guys are going. No point for me to stay behind and wait for you guys."

'And I was so looking forward to actually having that tuna…..' The catgirl thought, mourning the thought of lost delectable seafood.

Ruby put on her hood, getting ready to run out of the door, her eyes still following what she could see of the man. "Well, come on! He'll get away if we don't hurry up! We've gotta go! Now!"

"Go ahead, Rubes." Yang suggested. "We'll just have to catch up to you. Hurry!"
The reaper nodded, and in the blink of an eye and the rush of displaced wind, Ruby was gone, having sprinted out of the café to give pursuit to the hapless fool. Weiss simply shook her head, grumbling.

"I was too careless." The heiress muttered. "Too, too careless. Grah!"
"It happens to the best of us." The brawler reminded her, smiling. "Besides, it's not like you could've seen that coming. All we gotta do now is catch him. We'll do it!"

"…..you're being far too reassuring." Weiss commented, shuddering. "I…..I really don't like that."

Blake rolled her eyes. "Talking isn't a free action in the real world, you know! Quit jabbering and let's go!"

"Right, right!" Yang threw her hands up and began sprinting towards the door. "This intro's taking way too long anyway."
"I swear, Xiao Long, I still don't understand half the things you jabber on about…." The heiress remarked as she began to run behind her, miniature glyphs under her feet giving her an extra spring in her step to boost her farther, and followed closely behind by Blake, who spared the table one last mournful glance.

"…..someday." The catgirl wistfully remarked. "Tuna'll have to wait. Oh well."

Meanwhile….

Ruby stayed in close pursuit of the thief, a trail of rose petals flying behind her, keeping her eye on him and managing to dodge and weave through the crowds of people piling through the shopping centre in the evening rush. Several metres in front of her, the thief held Weiss' purse close to their body, the white leather bag standing out in contrast to their black hoodie, and spared one glance at his pursuer.

Then he hurriedly turned away and tried to run a little bit faster.

Ruby's normally angelic face was hardened into one that appeared to be calm and almost neutral. Of course, given that this was, after all, Ruby, to have someone so hyperactive and bombastic was unsettling and scary- and currently, she was in the worst possible mood possible.

This fool had stolen her girlfriend's purse. He needed to be taught a lesson.

"Hey!" The reaper yelled ahead through the crowd. "Come back here! Thief! Thief!"
At that, the crowd moved aside, partially at the warning of a criminal in the crowd, but partially to get out of the way of an incredibly fast teenage Huntress.

'Just a bit closer…..' Ruby thought as she reached out to the thief's back, almost touching him. 'If I could just reach closer….'

Her hand just brushed across the folds of his hoodie. She tried to push up a little further….

'Come on, come on! Just a bit…..gotcha!'

Her middle finger could just touch the side of a fold, and her fingers brushed the edge.

'I'm touching him! Just a bit more! Come on!'

With one final effort, Ruby sped up that little bit, pressing her hand into grabbing distance. Her hand immediately gripped on what she could touch, and the thief seized, realising what was going on.

'Got him! You're mine now! Get…..down!'

She grabbed a clump of his hoodie and immediately pressed into him, pushing her weight into him and tackling him to the ground. Huntress and thief fell to the ground in a messy heap, spilling across the promenade. Weiss' purse skittered away from the thief's body, skidding to a stop just out of reach of both him and Ruby.

"Gotcha!" Ruby announced triumphantly, pinning the thief's arm behind his back. "Don't move! I'm a Huntress, I know what I'm doing!"
"Dammit, let go of me!" The thief protested. "This is assault! Get off of me!"
"I'm apprehending you in the name of the law!" The reaper called out, before giggling slightly. "…..hehehe. I've always wanted to say that."
The thief sighed exasperatedly. "A kid caught me?! Are you serious?!"

"Be quiet!" Ruby ordered. "As a Huntress, I have the authority to apprehend you and prevent you from escaping with a crime! I am also armed!"

'Well, I don't have Cress on me, but I'm sure I can probably take him on, right?'

The sound of footsteps approached, as Weiss and the rest of the gang came up behind her, looking down at their friend. The heiress tutted disapprovingly, bending down to look her assailant in the eye.

"So, this is the fool who thought it might be a good idea to steal my purse." The heiress remarked, staring down at the criminal. "What do you have to say for yourself now, scum?"
"Gggh…..this is assault…." The thief muttered weakly, knowing he was defeated. One Huntress was bad news, especially for someone with no Aura and no Semblance. Four were certain death at the very least.

He slackened, letting out an exasperated sigh. Today just wasn't his day, it seemed- after all, he had had the fortune of stealing from not one, but four Huntresses.

Yang frowned. "Awww. And I was looking forward to a little fight. Are you sure I can't punch him?"
"Yang, we're here to get my wallet back, not deliver beatings, although believe me, corporal punishment does seem like an excellent idea." Weiss remarked, glaring angrily at their apprehended victim. Ruby pulled herself up, smiling, pinning him down with one of her feet.

"Got him for you, Weiss~"
"Thanks." The heiress responded, smiling and leaning in to give her a grateful kiss on the cheek. "Maybe I might buy you a box of cookies."
Ruby gasped happily. "Really?"
"…on second thought, that might be going a little too far."
"Awww…."

Blake suddenly pointed in front of them. "If we caught him, where's Weiss' purse?"
The heiress glared at her. "What do you mean?"
"It's not…..here." The catgirl's eyes had been searching around, attempting to locate her purse…..and she had found it, with the strap snagged on the bumper of one of the trucks leading to elsewhere in the shopping centre; presumably, the truck was there to deliver supplies to get ready for the Harvest Festival in a few days, judging from the large 'Schnee Party Supplies' sign on the back doors.

Yang stared at the back of the truck, disbelieving for once the absurdity of the situaton. "Oh, you have got to be kidding me. Seriously?"
"Out of the frying pan and into the fire." Weiss grumbled. "How appropriate."

Ruby frowned. "Aw, come on! Do I have to run after that, too?"

"It seems." Blake remarked, sighing and searching through her satchel, before producing a roll of rope. Ruby stared at her strangely.

"What's that for?"

"We're tying up this guy. We're turning him in." The catgirl reminded her as she knelt down and expertly tied his arms and legs up, before propping him up against a nearby lamppost.

Weiss crossed her arms, examining the path the truck had taken. "Well, we're going to have to go after it. Come on, we can't stay long! Let's go!"

Ruby inhaled briefly. "That's disappointing, but I don't need to run, right?"
"Probably not." Weiss shrugged. "It's not that far. I'm sure we'll find it. What could possi-urk! Yang!"

"Never say stuff like that! You know those times when you complain about how much things go wrong for you?" The brawler cautioned her, staring at her. "This is one of those times. Just keep your mouths shut and hopefully nothing else happens!"
"You seem awfully wary of antics." The heiress raised an eyebrow. "You're planning something, aren't you-"
"I NEED FOOD DAMMIT!" Yang screeched suddenly, taking the heiress aback.

Weiss glared at her. "What was that for-"
"Just shut up and let's go get your purse! I'm starving, dammit!" Yang snapped, before storming off towards the truck. Weiss shook her head, brushing her ruffled clothing down and running after her.

"What a change of mood that was…." The heiress muttered under her breath.

Blake raised an eyebrow, amused by the raging heiress. "Pot calling the kettle black?"
"Be quiet, Belladonna."

Minutes later….

Team RWBY sprinted through the shopping centre, yelling to get everyone out of the way.

"COMING THROUGH!" Yang roared over the din of the crowd. "LOST PURSE! GIRL NEEDS TO GET HER PURSE!"

Weiss grumbled. "Don't be so obnoxious! We're tracking a truck to find my purse, not peddling street food on a cart!"

"Do you want your purse back or not?"
"Just keep looking up, guys!" Ruby warned, running just ahead of the other three. "We've got to keep our eyes on the truck! We'll lose sight of it!"
"It's more than a little hard to keep an eye on a truck in the middle of a huge crowd like this!" Blake snapped, peering over the crowds.

Indeed, this close to the Harvest Festival, there were hundreds of people filing in and around the shops, employees and customers alike, strolling across the promenades and the road cutting through. Over the sea of heads, Blake could scarcely see the truck that Weiss' purse had gotten strapped to, even standing as the second tallest of the group. She instinctively reached for Gambol Shroud in order to hook it onto a nearby high area to jump up, before realising that it, like Myrtenaster, was in a weapons locker in Beacon for practice tomorrow.

She seethed, clenching her teeth in frustration, before turning to her friends, waving her hand to grab their attention.

"We need to get out of this crowd, else we'll never get to that truck in time!"

"I can see a turn in the road ahead!" Ruby yelled back at them, pointing ahead. "How about we split up? Weiss and I will follow directly behind the truck, and you two try to cut it off through an alleyway!"
Yang instantly looked around her surroundings, searching for one and finding it to their left. She nodded at her sister, approving of her plan.

"Good plan, Rubes! If anyone gets the purse, we call each other and meet back at the restaurant! The heiress nodded in assent. "We might be able to salvage tonight!"

Yang groaned. "You know, you're just tempting fate if you say that!"
"What else am I supposed to say, this night is doomed and we might as well consign my purse to the exhaust of a random truck?!"

Blake suddenly grabbed Yang's hand and yanked her aside. "We'll head to the alley now. Meet you there."
"Ooh! At least buy me dinner first~" The brawler responded, smirking. The catgirl blushed, but she remained silent as she dragged her into the alleyway to pursue the truck, pushing through the crowds almost seamlessly.

Weiss huffed angrily, continuing to sprint behind Ruby. "I can't for the life of me figure out why she keeps flirting with her! Next thing you'll tell me, she's actually in love with her!"
"You never know!" The reaper reminded her, before taking her hand. "Now hurry up! We'll never get your purse back if you don't, and we don't have time to figure out whether Yang's got a crush or not!"

In the alleyway….

Yang and Blake sauntered down the alley, the path in front of them strewn with old posters, discarded Dust cartridges and food wrappers. Yang exhaled, frowning.

"Dammit….." The brawler cursed. "I was looking forward to having that tuna…."
Blake glared at her. "Don't remind me. You know how much I love tuna."
"Just our luck, that some random pickpocket decided to run into us, I suppose." The brawler shrugged as she ran. "Then again, without that, Elf wouldn't have a chapter for this week."
"…you know, I've been noticing something about you." The catgirl commented. Yang's eyes widened briefly, before she mastered herself, trying to hide her surprise.
"O-oh? What do you mean?"
"You…..I mean, you're you, and you like flirting." Blake reminded her, her cheeks reddening slightly. "But…..you seem to want to flirt with me a lot more nowadays. Why?"
"….well, you know, I like pretty girls, and you're the prettiest!" Yang responded, smirking, attempting to hide her clear panic.

It was a lot easier to hide her feelings when she wasn't all alone with her in an alley, she realised, and a lot easier to hide it under flirting, teasing and other such activities such as she participated in.

Blake shook her head. "No, no, that's not it. I know you too well. Why are you actually flirting with me?"
"I just told you, you're-"
"Don't tell me that!" Blake interrupted her. "You've got another reason for it! Is this for some antic or something?"

"Um…." The brawler looked down, her eyes darting around as she desperately tried to think of a way to deflect the question.

'Dammit! I can't tell her how I really feel about her right now! This isn't the time! Distraction, dammit, distraction!'

Suddenly, as if sent by a merciful god, the sound of a turning truck echoed through the passage. Yang cut her partner off. "I think that's the truck!"

Blake's gaze turned to the opposite end of the alley, where the sound of the truck's engine was coming from and slowly approaching the opening. All thoughts of Yang's strange behaviour were forgotten that moment.

"Quickly, then!" The catgirl ordered. "Faster!" She sprinted towards the opening to catch up to the truck.

Yang took a moment to sigh in relief. 'Dodged a bullet there. No way. I….I'll have to wait for a better opportunity to admit it.'

She followed Blake hurriedly, trying to keep pace with her faster partner.

….

Weiss and Ruby, meanwhile, were maintaining a short distance behind the truck. The heiress was trying to find a good, clear stretch to use her glyphs on, allowing her to propel herself and Ruby forward next to the truck.

"First I get robbed and then my purse somehow gets snagged on a truck's bumper…." The heiress muttered under her breath. "This is utterly ridiculous….."

"I think we can just about reach the bumper!" Ruby announced. "I mean, if you can just slide us forward with a glyph or two, I can grab it!"
"I need to get to a clear spot!" Weiss reminded her, trying to scan the crowds ahead for any gaps from which she could use a glyph. "Come on, come on…."
"There!" The reaper pointed directly at a gap she'd spotted. "You can do it there!"
Weiss nodded, grabbing Ruby's arm and running quickly towards the spot. "On it!"

…..

Blake looked to Yang. "On my count of three, we run out and grab the purse."
"Right." The brawler nodded, keeping her eyes on the opening. The sound of the engine was approaching. "You sure we can just yank it off?"
"Well, I'm trusting you to. You're strong enough."
"Are you sure? We're trying to get the purse, not break a truck!"

The catgirl shook her head. "Doesn't matter. We've got to get that purse before the truck drives away from here! And if we break it, we explain to Siegfried, and at best, we work to pay it off!"
"Gggh….I don't really wanna work, but fine." The brawler readied herself to run towards the opening, clenching her hands to prepare for the grab.

The truck drew closer to the opening…

….

Weiss skidded to a stop at the area Ruby had pointed out, looking around to ensure nobody was at risk of walking in front of her and being smashed into by both of them. When she was sure there was no risk, she held Ruby close to her side, and the reaper wrapped both arms around her waist to hang on for dear life.

"Don't let go. You remember the last time you did that when I was helping carry you with my glyphs, right?" The heiress reminded her. Ruby shuddered.

"Yeah, yeah, no problem. I'm not eager to do that again….."

Weiss sighed, before closing her eyes, as a long line of glyphs appeared between her and the back of the truck.

"Here goes nothing….." The heiress declared, before gliding across them, carrying Ruby with her- with quite a bit of effort, as the reaper was taller than her by at least a head- as the latter reached out with one hand, reaching for the bag…..

….

The trucks were approaching. Blake began her count.

"One….."
They could just see the front of the bumper. Yang tensed slightly, adjusting her leg to help her spring forwards faster.

"Two…."
The front mirror was visible now, and the small Schnee logo signifying the truck belonging to one of the company's outfits was half visible.

"….THREE!" The moment the word was out of her mouth, the catgirl was already gone, halfway down the alley. Yang was slower, barely, and was just behind her by a few inches.

Just enough to be able to make out the sign on the side; Schnee Pet Supplies, with a large warning sign on the side warning Faunus with cat traits to stay away.

The brawler scarcely had time to warn Blake, apart from a wordless shout and an attempt to pull her back-

…

Weiss and Ruby skidded onto the sidewalk, the purse in the latter's hands, disengaging from each other and surveying their work.

Ruby sighed in relief. "I can't believe that actually worked. Nice job, Weiss~"
"It wasn't hard to predict how much farther it would go." The heiress declared proudly. "It was child's play to place one or two more glyphs to propel me that bit farther, after all.

I guess we just have to call Yang and-"

A loud crash ensued from nearby. Both girls froze as they saw a barrel of catnip roll out of the back of the truck in front of the truck they'd reacquired the purse from, with Blake halfway submerged into it and Yang tripping onto their side of the road trying to yank her out, pulling barrel and teammate alike with her.

The pair collapsed into a mess onto the side of the road, with the catgirl covered in catnip cuttings and the brawler face-down on the ground, catnip lodged in her hair.

Ruby and Weiss ran across, looking down at them. The reaper knelt down next to Yang, helping her up.

"Guys! What happened? I thought you were tracking our truck?" She inquired worriedly. The brawler groaned, pulling herself up.

"We thought we were….." Yang explained, rubbing her forehead and face clean of dirt from the sidewalk before standing up straight. "…we accidentally tracked a truck of pet supplies…."
"Hehehe…" Blake giggled, standing up and stumbling into Yang's shoulder. "You….heheh….smell good…."
Weiss facepalmed, exasperated with her lot that night. "And now, she got a faceful of catnip. How convenient."

Ruby sighed, frowning. "…this isn't good. Doesn't it take longer in Faunus to get catnip out of their system than in cats?"
Yang helped up her partner, supporting her with her arm despite the fact that Blake was currently pawing at her chest, giggling happily. "C-can we hurry up? I think I know somewhere we can go. There's a clinic nearby, and they might be able to deal with Blakey's problem over here."

The heiress grumbled, but acquiesced to her suggestion. "We may as well. I'd rather just get this whole thing over with so we can actually eat something."

"Just HURRY UP!" The brawler snapped, trying pointedly to ignore the catgirl trying to crawl up to her chest, again.

"Heehehehe…..so soft….." Blake uttered, her eyes vacant and her tone more lax than usual.

Minutes later….

"Blake! BLAKE!" Yang warned, trying to reach for the catgirl's hand as she stumbled into the nearby Dust shop From Dust Until Dawn, pointing at the vials of Dust on the wall. The shopkeeper looked up from the counter, staring at the newcomer.

"Hey! No drunks in here!" He called. "I've had enough drunk people come in here and break all my wares, you know!"

Ruby ran in after her teammates, looking apologetically at the shopkeeper. "We're so sorry! This isn't our fault, we swear! She tripped and fell into some catnip!"

"Catnip, you say?" The shopkeeper blinked. "…she's a Faunus?"
"I'm a pretty kitty!" Blake declared, pointing at herself proudly, before looking at all the Dust on the walls. "Oooh, rainbows!"
"HEY!" The shopkeeper yelled. "You can't just-"

"They're so nice!" The catgirl uttered, poking at the containers and giggling. "Nice and pretty! Can I have some?"
"Catnip infestation." Weiss announced as she walked in, attempting to wrench Blake off of the displays. "We're sorry about this, good sir. I'm sure you're aware of catnip's effects on-"

Suddenly, Blake let out a loud squeal of excitement and latched onto a nearby dispenser, laughing.

"Catnip! CATNIP!"

Before Yang, Weiss or Ruby could stop her, Blake broke open the side, sniffing the catnip within and whooping loudly and joyously.

"YEAAAAAH!" The catgirl declared. "That's the stuff!"

Weiss just stared at the shopkeeper in disbelief. "Why for Dust's sake would you keep a catnip dispenser in a Dust shop?!"
"That's a catnip dispenser?!" He looked at her with equal uncomprehending confusion, before it had dawned upon him that his mistake might have well cost him. "…oh Dust, I must've bought the wrong dispenser! Quickly, get her out of her before-"

"Oooh, ooh!" Blake purred happily, before leaping onto Yang. "Soft! SOOOOOFT!"
"Gah! Blakey! Watch out!" The brawler warned, tripping backwards and falling onto a nearby shelf of Dust vials.

Ruby, Weiss and the shopkeeper futilely reached out to stop them, but it was too late.

The combined weight of the pair tipped over not one, but three shelves of Dust, spilling the valuable essence all over the floor, and cracked open the containers on the wall.

The containers, of course, were alarmed; if broken, they would sound a loud klaxon and simultaneously summon the police department to stop the thieves in progress. In theory, they were meant to stop the likes of the White Fang from simply walking in and breaking the containers to take the Dust.

In practice, all it did was top off the night of a bunch of hapless Huntresses by summoning the police to a scene of utter destruction and wasted money.

Hours later…..

"…..pfhahahah!" Siegfried Schnee laughed, listening to the retelling of the story as team RWBY recalled it, driving them back to Beacon in his car- he was having one of his valets drive Yang's car back up- and wiped a tear from his eyes. "Oh, that is rich."
"Father, you are supposed to be condemning such behaviour!" Weiss cried indignantly. "What are you doing?"
"I would…..but I'd be lying if I say this isn't anywhere near as bad as what I got up to with my friends when I was your age." Siegfried reminded her, scoffing. "Myself, Alexander and the rest of us? Heh. We almost thought it was a rite of passage to accidentally jail yourselves! You should've seen Taiyang! When he wasn't being a softie about Summer or Yin, he was getting up to it with the worst of us!"
"You're not being a good role model." The heiress remarked, glaring at him.

"Oh Dust…..I hate catnip….." Blake muttered, slumping forwards to rest her head on the front seat. "Good Dust….to think I did that…."
"Well, at least the guy's not pressing charges." Yang shrugged. "That's cool, right?"

Ruby sighed, shaking her head.

"…that was…..that was a terrible night out. Can we not do that again?"
"Agreed." Weiss responded hastily.

"Never again…." Blake moaned, before closing her eyes to rest.

Yang rolled her eyes. "I suppose…..but come on, we ended up in jail for a night! That's got to count for something, right?"

Weiss pinched the bridge of her nose, trying to contain her irritation.
"Just…just shut up. Please."

The brawler huffed, shrugging. "…..fine, fine. Still….

….that was a very, very interesting night."

END

A/N: Good god, those shenanigans. Well, wasn't that something?

Next time, Weiss Reacts to Breather Episodes! Rather appropriately, a breather episode for us before we dig in to the finale of the volume! Woo!

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