Blake woke with the dawn's first light. The rays of light bathed her bed in a comforting warmth. She stretched much like the cat she shared some traits with, a smug smile creeping across her face. It was the first day of summer vacation, she had a riveting book about a noble bred faunus falling for her maid and her bed was as comfortable as she could imagine. Life was good. The delightful silence was fated to last only another hour or two, but she was determined to enjoy it for as long as possible. But first, she had to take a shower before Yang used all of the hot water. She quietly gathered her clothes and a towel and crept into the bathroom. Before she turned on the water, as was her custom after the incident, she sniffed all of the shampoos for any contaminants. A faint shiver raced down her back as the unbidden memory rose of the last time Yang added catnip to their shampoos. She still wondered how she ended up cuddling Zwei. She couldn't remember anything from that night and all lines of questioning led her to one conclusion: her teammates needed therapy. Why would anyone want to skin a cat, nevermind create multiple ways of committing the horrific deed? Cats were amazing animals, always willing to curl up in her lap while she read. They are clearly better than those disgusting dogs.
A shower left her feeling lively once more, a sensation she had learned to relish after her time with the White Fang. She dressed in her typical hunting attire though she left the bow tie off while the team slept. After all, the rest of her team was likely to sleep for another couple hours. She might as well relax for a while. She painstakingly opened the bathroom door, only to just miss Weiss with the door. "Good morning, Weiss," Blake greeted her while gracefully stepping aside. Angering Weiss was a foolish endeavor any time of day, but woe to whoever tempts her wroth before coffee.
"Good morning, Blake," Weiss wearily replied. "Does the dorm appear brighter to you this morning?" she asked, eyes constantly flitting around the room.
"I didn't notice any change," said Blake. She glanced upwards, first at Weiss's head, then to the ceiling. The cause for Weiss's confusion became clear to her. The room wasn't brighter, in fact, the lights weren't even on. The only light was the bright rays of sunlight pooling on Blake's bed. Weiss had demonstrated the night vision of a faunus. Through her bed hair, Blake could see a pair of stark white cat ears proudly protruding from Weiss's head. The corners of her mouth twitched ever so slightly at the sight. "Perhaps you're suffering from caffeine withdrawal. I'll get some coffee," she suggested.
"Withdrawal?" Weiss sputtered. "Are you implying I'm addicted? I can assure you, I am not addicted to caffeine, I can stop whenever I want. But if you're getting some, I would appreciate a cup," she requested as she stepped into the bathroom. Blake took one last glance at Weiss's retreating form, then grabbed her bow tie, tied it, then walked down to the cafeteria.
Ruby was enjoying a delightful dream, of damsels and dragons and the heroic knight saving the day. The damsel in question was garbed in a long flowing white dress. In her hands were a pair of icy orbs, staring down a magnificent golden dragon. The dragon was slowly back pedaling from the damsel, telling her, "I don't think it would be a Weiss idea to pick on a dragon. You might get burned." The damsel's icy blue eyes narrowed in rage, hurling the orbs at the dragon.
Moments before the dragon would be hit, a small tornado of roses intercepted the icy attacks. The Rose Knight had arrived! The legendary knight stood between the dragon and the damsel, ready to once more save the day. "Madam Dragon, your strength-" The knight started to begin her legendary diplomatic tactics, only for a blood-curdling scream to wake Ruby from her slumber.
Ruby burst into motion, snatching Crescent Rose from the scythe's cozy bed. "Sorry, sweetheart. I'll make sure you get a nap later," Ruby whispered to her weapon of destruction. She threw the door to bathroom wide open, prepared to bring pain to any who dared to anger her partner.
The door swung open to reveal Weiss standing in front of the mirror, a towel wrapped around her body. She had a trembling hand raised to her head to touch a cat ear of the color of pure driven snow. She whirled around at the opening of the door. "Ruby!" she yelled. "You can't just barge into the bathroom. What if I wasn't decent?"
Ruby lowered Crescent Rose at the most improbable sight. She squealed, "You're a faunus! Why didn't you tell us? Your ears are so cute and they look so soft! Can I touch them?" An eddy of roses filled the bathroom as Ruby moved in for a hug.
"No. I'm not a faunus. No. Go away!" shouted Weiss. Ruby dejectedly walked out of the bathroom and closed the door. Weiss pinched the bridge of her nose. At least, her nose was still the way she remembered it. Someone had to have used the pen. But who? She locked it away last night and no one in the dorm can pick a lock except - "Blake," she whispered. Blake had to be the one responsible for her transformation. With a deep sigh, Weiss dressed and prepared to deal with her overly enthusiastic partner. This day was destined to test her patience. "Alright, you can do this. Don't get caught by her puppy dog eyes. These cat ears did not change who I am," she whispered to herself, opening the door. Ruby was sitting on her bed, listening to music while Yang was still asleep. Blake was nowhere in sight, likely still getting coffee.
Weiss walked over to her bed to investigate the current events, only to be attacked by a red-tipped madwoman. "Please! Just one touch, then I won't bother you again!" Ruby pleaded with Weiss, bringing her most deadly weapon to bear: the dreaded puppy dog eyes. No one has been able to resist the allure of her perfected pleading eyes.
Weiss refused to look at her. She would not be defeated by those eyes again. She was stronger than her. "Just this once, Ruby. Please keep it down, your sister is still somehow asleep. And if anyone ever hears about this," threatened Weiss. How did this happen? If Atlas could learn to weaponize her partner's puppy eyes, the Grimm would be no more of a threat than a kitten. Defeated once more by the terror of cookies, she sat down on her bed and braced for the awkwardness that was to come. Wasting no time, Ruby plopped down on the bed next to Weiss and reached up to touch her partner's newest appendage.
Yang was woken to a most peculiar sound, the sound of a purring engine. She took a brief second to ensure she hadn't fallen asleep in the garage again. Neon was a fun cat to party with, but her late night tendencies were killer on Yang's sleep schedule. But that faunus was back in Atlas. Yang had to be going crazy. Why would there be purring in the dorm? Did Blake get a cat? She had been threatening to get one after the last time Zwei had stayed with the team. Mystery solved, Yang slowly sank back into the sandman's sweet embrace, only to be woken by Weiss crying out in sheer pleasure, "Oh Ruby!"
Yang burst out of her bed, ready to defend her sister's innocence to the death, only to see Ruby rubbing Weiss's cat ears. Weiss was leaning into Ruby, ears twitching every time they no longer received the attention of Ruby's fingers. "What the? Weiss has cat ears?" Yang paused, then started laughing.
Weiss blushed and straightened, pulling away from Ruby. "What's so funny?" Weiss demanded.
Still laughing, Yang said, "Weiss is a queen!" A pillow hit Yang in the face with a force far greater than anyone in the dorm save Yang herself could throw it. "Worth it."
A/N: Surprise chapter! Thank you to everyone who has reviewed, favorited and followed this story. The idea that people are actually enjoying a story based on a silly thought is the best cure for a rough day. All feline behaviors have been based on my cat, so if she behaved in manners inconsistent with personal experiences, there is a reason.