Rude Ruby
Weiss wanted to strangle Ruby.
It seemed like a common occurrence as of recent times. The brat just wouldn't chill the out and sleep rather than rave on like a deranged gremlin. Whenever Weiss proposed the idea of "shut the fuck up," Ruby didn't seem to understand why the "fuck" existed between "shut the" and "up."
"Get out of the way, you fucking cuck."
She really, really wanted to strangle Ruby.
As Cardin practically ran right out of Ruby's path, the red-hooded girl slammed her bottom against one of the many cafeteria seats. She took a deep breath, opening her bottle and inhaling the scent of alcohol before sighing pleasantly.
"We went over this, Ruby," Weiss growled, reminding Ruby of the deal they made earlier.
"Yeah, whatever."
For the first time ever in a while, the girl set aside her alcohol, closing the lid and grouchily eating her food.
The team's reputation had gone to places Weiss wouldn't have ever expected it to go. From being one of the brightest and most cooperative teams to a ruthless, straight-to-business one, team RWBY hadn't been the same. That was putting it lightly, considering Yang still underwent an existential crisis between trying to kick her half-sister's ass and trying to shake Ruby back to her senses.
Damage? Oh, Ruby did plenty of damage, in more ways than one. While the team did ironically become more coordinated, it was only because Ruby threatened to murder anything in their path during missions- Grimm or not. And quite frankly, Weiss wasn't going to idle about and watch their leader tear apart the team down. Unlike a certain ribbon-wearing Faunus who did the talk and not often the walk…
Admittedly, Blake had plenty of reason to be more aggravated at Ruby, but that didn't excuse her lack of action. As long as the little sh- dolt held onto the bottle, though, nothing would change.
So what more than a little diplomacy wouldn't do the trick? If Ruby wasn't intent on letting go of the bottles for free, there obviously had to be a bargain for the time being.
It was a very simple bargain- just one Weiss wasn't sure if it would work.
The two sat in silence, with Ruby quietly stuffing rice and meat in her face. She left all the vegetables on her tray, though no one reprimanded her.
Total silence remained between them.
A few minutes later, Blake joined the table. She eyed Ruby warily, though she glanced back at Weiss in a somewhat knowing expression. The Schnee heiress nodded, closing her eyes as she took a small bite of her food.
Then Yang came along, and she sat next to Blake. She remained quiet, glancing between Blake, Weiss, and Ruby before sticking three chunks of meat and devouring them all at once. Much to her own surprise, Weiss refused to say anything about her behavior.
Huh, Yang thought. I could get used to this.
Team RWBY remained silent.
As they continued to eat their lunch, Blake eventually waved at Yang. The blonde raised an eyebrow, food on her fork hovering by her mouth as she wondered just what the hell Blake wanted. She glanced down next to her, eyeing a water bottle filled with tea and what looked like some kind of barbeque sauce bottle.
Knowing the importance of flavor, she passed the sauce. Without turning around, Blake drank from the bottle-
"...!"
Puffing her cheeks, Blake's eyes widened to the point of almost bulging as she reached under her bow and clutched onto her ears for dear life. Heat emerged in her cheeks as she clenched her teeth, tears forming in her eyes. Yet, not a single sound came from the quiet Faunus. Truly, she knew how to be one with the shadows.
Weiss looked like she was about to explode, but she visibly relaxed when she realized the Faunus' efforts did not go in vain.
Yang blinked in confusion as she reached for the bottle Blake almost slammed against the table, eyeing it curiously.
Hot Sauce.
Oh.
Well, shit.
Glaring daggers at Yang's very soul, Blake refused to scream as she waved her hands furiously at Yang. The blonde quickly handed the water to Blake, who gladly drank from the bottle.
As Ruby took a lazy bite from her rice, she raised an eyebrow as she looked under the table, then around it. "Hey, where the hell did my bottle go?"
Blake's eyes widened as she slammed the bottle full of "tea" against the table, her fingers gripping the damned thing much harder than it normally would. Ruby turned back to Blake, who slowly slid the thing towards her.
"Huh. Thanks," Ruby grumbled as she snatched it away, sniffing from it before closing its lid again.
Absolute fury boiled in Blake as her bloodshot eyes turned to Yang, who had inched so much to the point of scooting over to the table next to them and bumping into Pyrrha. The redhead blinked in confusion as she stared at Yang curiously, though the blonde gave her an apologetic look that promised an explanation later.
After a few seconds of silence settled the RWBY table down again, Yang scooted back and ate as if nothing happened.
Unfortunately, Yang seemed to step on a landmine on her way, as Jaune asked out loud,
"What did Yang do that for?"
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Suddenly, Ruby screamed victoriously as she snatched the bottle and chugged all of its contents down her throat.
"FUCK YEAH, HAHAHAHAHAHAHA! SUCKS TO BE YOU, BITCH! I WIN."
"GOD FUCKING DAMMIIIIIIIIIIIT!" Weiss finally screamed, slamming her table so hard two cracks formed under her fists.
"GET YOUR SORRY ASS BACK HERE, YANG!" Blake screamed as she chased after Yang, who ran straight out of the cafeteria.
"DAMMIT BLAKE, I SWEAR IT LOOKED LIKE A WATER BOTTLE- HONEST!"
Unfortunately for Weiss, a deal was a deal. Ruby would continue to drink (for now) due to Weiss, Blake and Yang being unable to avoid having their any of their names mentioned at the cafeteria table for a single day.