Evening arrived at Bay of Pigs, a dust mining town converted from a sky whaling station, named because a ship load of pigs fell into the ice covered water. With her shift was over at the company diner, a young tan skinned woman exited the diner. Sudden change in the air caused her to tug her winter coat closer to her body. Her rubber boots sloshed through the ankle deep snow as she walked between two metal buildings to serve as a wind breaker. A hand grabbed her arm, pulled her into an empty building then slammed her back against a corrugated metal wall.

Pressing her back against the metal wall, "It's rare to find a girl with a tan complexion," said the young male unzipping her coat, "Wonder if you got tan lines?" pulling her coat off her shoulders.

Unzipping her jumpsuit, he pushed her thermal top up finding a white tank top. Pushing her tank top up allowed him to carouse her breasts.

"Hey," she said slapping his chest, "That's not how you handle a woman," locking her lips with his.

Tapping her middle finger against the area between his neck and skull caused his body to convulse. Pushing him back, she watched his eyes roll up. Smiling at the form appearing around his lips, she stepped sideways allowing him to drop to his knees and his head to thud against the metal wall. Checking his pockets, she removed his wallet.

Counting the lien, "You planned a big night for me," she said patting his head, "Should've used prostitutes," standing up, "they're easy on your health."

Walking away, "Let love and friendship on that day, Hurrah, Hurrah,
Their choicest treasures then display, Hurrah, Hurrah,
And let each one perform some part,
To fill with joy the warrior's heart,
And we'll all feel gay,
When Johnny comes marching home," she hummed.

Noticing Follicu Laire, "This is where we're celebrating my birthday," said Yang clapping her hands, "Why didn't we go to The Blue Oyster Cult? They got great ballroom dancers."

"Because you wouldn't be the center of attention," replied Larry.

"Remember," remarked Leonard, "Winston got the most requests to dance."

"There's right," said Yang pulling Winston close to her, "We never got that dance," placing her right hand against his lower back, "did we?"

Grabbing her hand, "And this tea will be nice and quiet," remarked Winston waltzing into Follicu Laire with the smirking Yang towards a table in the center of the room.

Sitting down, "Hey, you cute, ass faunus!" shouted Yang noticing a dark hair cat faunus, "Service!"

Staring at Yang, "Can I help you, miss?" asked Blake.

"Down on your knees and purr," caused Winston to stare at Yang.

Leaning close to Winston, "I'm shopping around."

Standing up, Yang grabbed Blake's arms. Pulling Blake towards her, Yang pressed her lips against Blake's lips.

Pulling her head back, "Try anything," whispered Yang, "I'll tell them you're human pretending to be a faunus."

Releasing Blake, Yang slapped the shocked Blake's ass. With a wink and smile, Yang sashayed out the tea shop.

"Sorry about that," said Winston chased after Yang.

Outside, Winston studied different directions.

"She could've took an alleyway," said Larry.

"Yes," said Leonard, "Let's split up and find her."

Running past a dandy, "Looking for a Blonde girl with a nice set of teeth."

Stopping, "I suppose," replied Winston staring at the dandy.

"Do you know where the exit is?"

Noticing the empty street, "I think it is that way."

"Got a light?"

"I don't smoke."

Staring at Winston's hair, "That's some do you have there," pulling lighter from coat pocket, "Try hair dye for squids."

"Ok?"

Pulling out a pocket watch, "Can you study time with this beauty?"

Staring at it, the clock hands rotated clockwise until a swirl of circles dominated Winston's field of vision. His head throbbed. His eyesight blurry. Knees weak. Winston passed out.

Clearing the tables, Blake placed the dirty saucers and tea cups onto her tray. Adjust the weight, there she can carry the tray. Walking towards the dishwasher, she scrapped the remains of cake off the saucers, pouring leftover tea down the drain. Placing the saucers and tea cups into the dishwasher cup peg tray rack, Blake pressed the wash button.

Watching the conveyor belt carry the tray rack into the washing machine, "Count on humans thinking they can use us as toys," brought Blake's attention onto her coworkers.

"She's my team leader's sister," replied Blake.

"Humans need to know their place," removing data disk from her pants pocket, "If you want to bring humans to their knees," slapping disk against Blake's right palm, "The Red Claw are recruiting."

Staring at the data disk, Blake's cat ears twitched.

Blinking his eyes open, Winston had a migraine. Trying to rub his temples led to the discovery of his hands being tied above his head. Then followed by the fact he was naked and secured to a table. Click, snap, click, snap brought Winston's attention onto the dandy playing with his pocket watch.

"Guess, you got some kink to work out," remarked Winston.

Smiling, he beckoned with his index finger. Yang stepped from the shadows.

"Here's your present," he said motioning towards Winston, "Need to be presentable for him."

Yang stood there.

"Be presentable to him."

Again, Yang just stood there.

"Use her scroll," said Winston, "Track 11."

Pressing forward button until 11 appeared on the display, dandy's index finger pressed the play button.

That growling guitar and thundering drum produced movement from Yang's body that dandy's voice couldn't command.

Whipping her head, then sharp sideway movements of her hips, Yang's moved to the growling guitar with jerky movements of her shoulders like exclamation point to the drum beat.

"My girlfriend's a dick magnet," unzipping her tan jacket,

"My girlfriend gotta have it," flickering her jacket off

She's hot, can't stop, up on stage, doing shots," sailing over Winston's prone body,

"Tip the man, he'll ring the bell," bending over,

"Get her drunk, she'll scream like hell," loosening the straps of her brown, knee-high boots,

"Dirty girl, gettin' down, dance with guys from outta town," rolling onto her back,

"Grab her ass, actin' tough, mess with her, she'll fuck you up," slipping her boots off

No one really knows if she's drunk or if she's stoned," rolling forward sent her right boot past Winston's chest,

"But she's coming back to my place tonight," placing her hands onto the table

"She likes to shake her ass, she grinds it to the beat," kicking backwards her left foot,

"She likes to pull my hair when I make her grind her teeth," bouncing her left boot off the dandy's stomach,

"I like to strip her down, she's naughty to the end," unbuckling her brown belt,

"You know what she is, no doubt about it," snapping it inches from Winston's flesh,

"She's a bad, bad girlfriend"

"Red thong, party's on, love this song, sing along," wrapping the pleated brown material that she used as pouches along with the long, white, asymmetrical piece of material that gave the appearance she wore a skirt around her body obstructing their view of her black tight shorts dropping to her ankles,

"Come together, leave alone, see you later back at home," gripping her shorts with her toes,

"No one really knows if she's drunk or if she's stoned," lifting it over Winston's body,

"But she's coming back to my place tonight," brushing her shorts against Winston's chest,

"I say, no one really knows just how far she's gonna go," leaving them on Winston's chest,

"But I'm gonna find out later tonight," resting her forearms on the table.

"She likes to shake her ass, she grinds it to the beat," thrusting her hips rapidly, repeatedly,

"She likes to pull my hair when I make her grind her teeth," shaking her buttocks while squatting prevented their eyes from noticing the removal of her yellow thong,

"I like to strip her down, she's naughty to the end," draping her right leg over Winston's waist,

"You know what she is, no doubt about it," rubbing her thigh against his waist,

"She's a bad, bad girlfriend," sliding onto Winston's hips,

"Doesn't take her long to make things right," straddling Winston,

"But does it make her wrong to have the time of her life?" gripping his dark hair,

"The time of her life," pulling his head back,

"My girlfriend's a dick magnet," pressing her thumb against his chin,

"My girlfriend gotta have it," placing the edge of her yellow sports bra between Winston's teeth,

"She's a gold digger, now you figure out it's over, pull the trigger," closing his mouth,

Futures finished, there it went, savings gone, the money spent," quickly moving downwards leaving her bra between his teeth,

"Look around and all I see, no good, bad, and ugly," letting it cover Winston's mouth,

"Man she's hot and fixed to be the future ex-Alhazard," brushing her hair against Winston's chest,

"She likes to shake her ass, she grinds it to the beat," kissing his chest,
She likes to pull my hair when I make her grind her teeth,"

Noticing her smile, "Yang, how long are you going to kept this up?" asked Winston witnessing Yang began kissing downwards.

"I like to strip her down,"

"Yang?"

"She's naughty to the end."

"YANG!"

Straightening her backbone, "You ruin the mood," slapping his chest, "Winston."

"And him?"

"Someone I ran into."

"And?"

Seeing Winston's disappointed look, "I did plus he promised I get to ride you."

"When did he promise this?"

"While his watch swung left to right like he is doing right now. Oooo shiny."

"YANG!"

"Right," springing towards the dandy.

Implanting her right fist against the dandy's watch left an impression against his forehead. Staring at the red spot decorating her right knuckle, her attention went onto the unconscious dandy. Shrugging her shoulders, she turned only for her clothes to hit her in the face.

Letting her clothes landed on the floor, "You could've got free anytime?"

"Seeing if you were going to the right thing."

"Teasing me," wrapping her arms around his neck, "Let's wrap each other like ribbons."

Untangling Yang's arms from around his neck, "What were you thinking being with him?" motioning towards the unconscious dandy still on the floor.

"He didn't seem that strange," leaning against the table, "plus he promised to get us together."

Trying to ignore those curves and ripples of her abs that her favorite colors yellow and black enhanced, "How did he know about our relationship?"

Turning, "I might have mentioned it again," placing her elbows on the table, "he didn't seem strange," resting her chin on her right hand.

Fighting that urge to grip those wide hips of hers designed to be grabbed for thrusting she craved, "He used Hypno on you."

"Yes, his watch was nice and shiny."

Rubbing the corners of his eyes, Winston headed towards the room.

"Oh, Winston," said Yang holding up Winston's pants.

Grabbing his pants, "Get dressed, Yang!" putting on his pants.

Pouty her lips, "With that attitude, I'll try that fake faunus out," noticing Winston's confused look, "She's a human pretending to be a cat faunus," slipping on her shorts, "It's possible I could blackmail her into a relationship," sliding her shirt.

"How do you figure she's a fake?"

Putting on her boots, "Those cat ears can't be real."

"Yang, get dressed."

"She's your replacement," staring at her nails.

Pulling cuffs from his pack, Winston secured the dandy's wrists to his legs. Leaving the dandy, Winston and Yang left the room. Reaching the stairs, they headed down stairs meeting the peacekeepers half way up the stairs.

"You're Winston Alharzrad and Yang Xiao Long?" asked the peacekeeper.

"Yes, officer," replied Winston.

"Why are you asking?" asked Yang.

"Your teammates, Larry and Leonard ask us to search for you," replied the peacekeeper.

"This way, officer," said Winston leading the peacekeeper to the room.

Noticing the dandy, "Sydney Virus," said the peacekeeper, "This guy've been using Hypno and recording couples' dancing in the sheets."

"I didn't need sheets for my show," replied Yang.

"How did you find us?" asked Winston.

"We received anonymous tip," replied the peacekeeper.

"Was it those guys?" pointing towards the Thunder twins.

Noticing the Thunder twins, "Cannot confirm or deny?"

"Ok," walking towards the twins, "How did you guys know where we were?"

"We saw the live steam," remarked Larry.

Staring at the third floor window, Winston reentered the building.

"Why…is," said Yang widening her eyes, "Winston," chasing after him, "don't you dare destroy the expression of women empowerment."

Entering her apartment, that once housed sky whalers, she pushed the switch to the sun lights. Placing her coat on the coat rack secured to the wall. Heading to the burner, she checked on the fire crystals, yes, there was enough. Increasing the heat, she unzipped her coverall. Pulling her shoulders free, she let the coveralls slid to her ankles. Pulling her thermal top to her chest, her hand gripped the hilt of Lightning Lash. With a snap of her wrist sent the tip of Lighting Lash at that figure sitting across from her against the wall. Figure's head moved enough to cause the tip of Lash to be embedded in the wall.

"Ajax."

"Teucer."

Flicking her wrist recoiled Lightning Lash from the wall, "Got out of Tartarus," removing her thermal underwear leaving her in her tank top and shorts.

"Yes."

Walking into the bathroom, "A salt bath will remove that scent of animal fat. Need some winter clothes?"

Listening water flowing from a showerhead, "You mean those you took from that dead male you killed."

"He was a young man with dreams of a big dust strike to lusting after a young woman too deadly to be tamed."

Listening to the water being turned off, "If your body despoil was like your aim it wouldn't need any improvement."

"Don't have the upper body strength," wrapping a towel around her hair, "Had to make it a mugging."

"I took care of the body."

"Big brother taking care of his baby sister," stepping out in thermal underwear, "What happen with you and Odysseus?"

"She abandoned me on the train."

"Going to search for her?"

"First, I need find my mask and Wilt."

Holding up lien, "Got enough for us to get to Mantle."

"Us?"

"I'm tired of being groped by both female and male plus you will get recaught."

Walking towards Adam, she wrapped her arms around Adam. Directing his head towards her, her lips nearly touched his lips only for his right hand block her attempt.

Pushing her away, "We're brother and sister."

"Only by law not by blood."

Twirling the data disk between along her fingers, Blake watched Weiss open the door in time for Ruby using Petal Burst entered their room.

"Ruby," said Blake, "how does one trigger Yang's temper?"

Studying Blake's face, "What did she do?"

"Nothing," suppressing her smile, "Just like to avoid making her mad."

"Mess with her hair," jogging in place, "Flirt, kiss, or goto bed with Winston".

"Ruby," bringing Ruby's attention to Weiss, "You're using up your semblance."

"No, I'm zzzzzzzzzzzzz," falling into Weiss's arms.

Handing her to Ying, he picked her up and placed her in her bed. Weiss tucked her in bed.