Rude Ruby

This fucking sucks.

Sitting in Team RWBY's dormitory room alone, Ruby smashed her fingers on her Scroll rapidly. For the first time ever in a few days, which felt like forever with her insufferable teammates, she had been left alone. That itself should've made her feel good, yet something felt terribly off.

That's right. The video game pissed her off to no end.

Growling, her eyes darted left and right as she grit her teeth, her fingers moving faster.

In the end, she screamed in anger as she slammed her Scroll against the bed she sat at.

"Why the FUCK can't I swim in toxic waste if I'm a fucking magical mermaid?!" She screeched. "Holy cunts in a burning village- I JUST WANT TO PLAY THE FUCKING GAME, GOD DAMN IT YOU SHITLOAD OF FUCK! STOP COCKBLOCKING ME YOU BITCH-"

The dormitory door opened as Jaune asked with a smile, "Hey, Ruby, Pyrrha asked me if you could give her back the-"

"JAUNE GET THE FUCK OUT BEFORE I CHOP YOUR BALLS OFF AND SHOVE IT DOWN PYRRHA'S THROAT YOU MOTHERFU-"

Keeping his smile on, Jaune immediately beelined out of the room and shut the door, right as she threw her Scroll against it.

"FUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUU-"

/-/-/-/

A few minutes later, Ruby fell asleep.

Yang stared at her little sister, who mumbled about murdering something in her sleep.

Sighing, Yang tossed her bag next to her bunk. A swift jump let her sink into her bed comfortably. Well, as comfortably as she could with Ruby in the room. Weiss decided to introduce Blake to some fashion shops in Vale that she found "decent" by her standards, and considering Yang was told to haul a bunch of bags filled with clothes the last time she followed them, the blonde decided to ditch them this time.

Ironic, considering Ruby used to offer carrying most of the bags.

"I need to get stronger!" She'd say, beaming at her team with a shy smile. It was the Ruby who always remained wary of being irritable to her team. As she always hated being a detriment to others' efforts, she always sought out to improve herself, no matter how quiet she'd be about it.

So naturally, Yang was infuriated to see Ruby be so unimaginably rude.

Maybe she always felt this way, she told herself. And to be honest? Maybe she wasn't wrong. Maybe Ruby really did resent her teammates to extreme levels. As hilariously ridiculous her behavior seemed, she had been more honest about her complaints regarding her teammates than she normally would be.

Glancing at Ruby, who snored like a tank engine, Yang solemnly looked away to face the ceiling. Before she did, however, her lilac eyes fell on a Scroll laying near the door.

Blinking, she rose from her bed, walking over to pick up the Scroll.

It's Ruby's.

Yang stared at the Scroll in her hands, one of its corners slightly dented and chipped. As she unconsciously flipped over and analyzed the device a bit, it suddenly turned on its screen.

Startled, Yang quickly put her finger over the power button to put it back to sleep. She froze when she took a good look at the screen, however.

It was Ruby's lock screen. At first, she thought it had been the picture Ruby herself took in a selfie with her team at a café. But upon further observation, she realized it wasn't an old picture.

"…"

Turning to Ruby, Yang stared at her little sister. She'd be lying if she said she wasn't utterly shocked, yet anger did not boil in her veins.

Some people changed more abruptly than others. That was a given in the unpredictable human nature, which has yet to ever be fully comprehended by anyone. While others changed for the better, some changed for the worse, and even in the most questionable of ways.

But even within people who changed the most, there would always be traces that showed no human could truly lose themselves easily.

"…"

Her eyes falling on the Scroll again, Yang remained silent, standing with the device in her hand. Slowly, she walked over and set it next to Ruby, who continued to grumble in her sleep, her face half-buried in her pillow.

"Strrrpid Ynnng. Er'm not a fffcking kid…"

A small smirk found its way to the blonde as she ruffled the redhead's hair.

Turning away, Yang turned on her own Scroll and leapt onto her bed again. No longer did she scowl- well, scowl as much as she did earlier.

Her mood got a little better, she supposed.

/-/-/-/

…

Ruby grumbled with her arms crossed.

"Ruby?" Weiss sighed as she shook her head in exasperation. "For the last da-… ahem, time, I only need one picture to send to my sister. Just one!"

"Yeah, next we'll send her a selfie of us sucking donkey dick."

"Oh, you dolt, for the last damn time, just take the stupid picture!"

"Make me, bitch!"

Going out to the café with Ruby completely out of her own senses was the worst possible risk they ever took. When Weiss suggested bringing her back to some of the places Ruby fondly enjoyed being at to jolt her back to soberness, Blake and Yang already had their doubts. In fact, the growing suspicion of Weiss possibly going insane had yet to falter for them.

Not that they were exempt, though. Blake felt like the current White Fang would attempt peaceful diplomacy faster than Ruby Rose. Yang, on the other hand, questioned why she even bothered playing along with Weiss's plans.

"Hmph! Well, if you so insist on not taking a picture, then so be it," Weiss grumbled as she took out her Scroll. Holding it in front of herself, the Scroll showed the four at the café table. Only Ruby looked away, pouting with a whole list of swear words seeping out of her lips.

Yang glanced at the redhead, who continued to mumble to herself. Her eyes darting between the drunk girl and Weiss's Scroll, a grin widened on her face. As much of a killjoy Ruby had been recently, Yang refused to let the girl keep her from having her own fun.

"Alright, Blake, Yang!" Weiss called out as she put on a happy smile for the camera. "On the count of three! One… two…!"

Blake gave an extremely awkward smile at the camera at the last second. Yang, on the other hand, was already grinning wildly when she suddenly pulled her sister for a one-armed hug. Her neck wrapped by Yang's arm, Ruby's eyes widened as she suddenly started screaming incoherently.

"Three!"

"GOD DAMMIT-"

Click!

/-/-/-/

…

As Ruby's Scroll vibrated, having received a spam message from some random number, the Scroll lit its screen once more.

It contained the utter shock of Weiss's face, a nervous Blake who leaned away from Yang like an alerted cat, and Ruby, who glared at Yang as she flailed her arms wildly. And the blonde grinned at Ruby- her crazy, drunk little sister.