"Ahaha, you are wearing that thing again," Yang appeared way too amused, giving Jaune a once over. Jaune wiggled one of his feet, the bunny ears flopping back and forth. "You really do have no shame."

Yang was dressed in the usual shorts and small tank top combo, showing off her midriff and the feminine swells of her womanly hips. This tank top in particular seemed a size too small, however, her bust straining against the material.

"Nothing to be ashamed about," Jaune replied, grinning, doing his best to ignore the sight. He was getting pretty good at it now, being around these ridiculously pretty girls for a week. "I wear this bad boy every night." By his side, Nora was pouting up a storm, dressed similar to Yang in a pair of shorts and a tight top, though hers was long sleeved. He'd voted against her plan of hauling their mattresses across the hall and now she was calling him a traitor to the cause, whatever the cause was. "Did you guys get everything?"

"Yup~!" Yang said with a pop, opening the door wider. "Where are Weiss and Blake?"

"Getting dressed," he walked in and stopped, surprised. "Are those…?"

"Oh my god, they have bunk beds~!" Nora screamed, no longer sulking. "That is so cool!"

They weren't proper bunk beds, though. They'd just taken the standard beds provided by Beacon and stacked them atop one another using whatever means possible. The bed that could only be Ruby's on account of the red hooded cape hanging from one of the posts was suspended by a series of ropes, hastily bolted to four steel rings fastened on the ceiling. Where they got the rings or the bolts, he didn't know, but it's hasty construction showed. On the other side of the room, a series of items were stacked between the legs of the upper bed and the posts of the lower bed, creating four makeshift pillars.

It looked like a stiff breeze would and could knock it all down like a house of cards, and yet Pyrrha was perched on the upper bunk in her sleep wear; a red and bronze silken robe, not too dissimilar to the yukata that Blake wore. It just happened to be longer, covering her legs, though the long slit was currently open, showing off plains of smooth, shapely skin.

In the middle of the room were piles of junk food. Everything from candy bars to bags of chips, soda, fruit juice and more. Nora unshouldered the backpack she was carrying and upended it, spilling more cans and bottles of drinks across the floor. A gaming console was set up in front of a small television along with a few bean bag chairs.

"Where'd you get those?" Jaune pointed at the chairs.

"We borrowed them from the common room," Yang grinned cheekily, giving him a wink. "We'll just return them in the morning."

Ruby came barrelling out of the bathroom, dressed in a pair of black sweat pants printed with red rose bulbs and a small white top. She opened her mouth, caught sight of Jaune and shut it again, flushing.

"Hey Ruby," he greeted and she waved.

"Hey Jaune," her rosy cheeks cleared, silver eyes darting up and down. "Hah~! I told you he'd wear that onesie."

"Yeah, yeah," Yang rolled her eyes. "I know it's comfortable but I thought you'd change it up a bit, ya know? Try and impress the ladies."

"Comfort before style," he boasted. He looked around. "Where's Ren?"

"Bringing the last chair," Yang answered, perking up as Weiss stepped through the door. "Ah, Ice Queen – sup?"

Weiss scowled, her snow white hair falling freely down her back, brushed perfectly straight. She was wearing a white knee length nightgown with thin straps, showing off her collar. "Stop calling me that!"

"No can do," Yang denied instantly.

Blake followed Weiss in, dressed in her usual yukata. Her long, slender legs were on full display.

"Soon as Ren turns up, we can get this party started," Yang announced, hands on hips. "Whataya want to do first?"

"Video games~!" Ruby said quickly, followed by Nora.

Weiss glanced down at the console warily. "I've… never partaken in such an activity before. How does it work?"

Ruby looked like her birthday had come early.

While Ruby and Nora both explained the finer points of being a gamer, Ren turned up with the final bean bag chair. He set it down in front of the tv. He was dressed in a pair of sleeping pants and a plain black shirt.

"Ren," Jaune greeted. He noticed that the chair wasn't the only thing he'd brought with him. "What's in the bag?"

He opened it up and Jaune leaned in to get a better look. A series of cans greeted him and plucking one out, he read the label.

"Red Hot Curry Soda," Jaune said blankly. "What?"

Was this what Nora had warned them about? But this didn't look like a healthy drink at all. It simply sounded revolting.

"I told him to pick up some funky stuff we could try," Yang said, smirking. "Ya know, since we aren't drinking alcohol," she said that part while looking at Weiss, but the heiress was to busy being bombarded with gamer vocabulary that her eyes were spinning to hear her. "We can have these instead – for a punishment game or something," she added.

"Punishment game?"

"Sorta like spin the bottle, if you don't answer, you drink kinda thing," Yang looked proud of herself. "There has to be a little bit of danger, right?"

Pyrrha slipped down off her bunk, Jaune quickly averting his eyes as her robe briefly hiked up, revealing her thighs. She made her way over to Ruby, Weiss and Nora, listening with rapt attention.

"Pyrrha's totally enamored with Ruby's console," Yang told him. "Though she is horrible at everything she has tried so far. It's really funny. I thought I got worked up when I lost but Pyrrha is something else, you'd think she was about to commit murder whenever Ruby beats her at something."

Her competitiveness extended beyond just fighting, then.

Jaune had a console just like the one Ruby had brought to Beacon but he didn't have anywhere near the game selection she did, plastic cases stacked high. He only had a handful of games he'd played on repeat over the years, his time taken up by helping to run their farm and training to become a Huntsman. When he did have some off time, he did like to indulge in some gaming, though.

He was pretty good at the games he knew but reading through the titles of Ruby's selection, he hadn't even heard of most of them, let alone played them.

Weiss looked uneasy as Ruby thrust a controller into her hands and pushed her into one of the bean bag chairs. "Ruby!"

"You can play first," the younger girl crouched down and opened a case, pulling out a small disc and inserting it into the console. The screen flashed and then the words 'Carnival Tag Battle' appeared in bold red lettering before a brief cut scene played. "This is a fighting game. You select a character and fight against someone else, and you have unique abilities and stuff. All the characters play differently."

Weiss was staring at the screen blankly, causing Blake to snicker. Pale hands awkwardly palmed the controller, fingers aligned wrong. Ruby noticed and began coaching her on how to hold it properly, only causing more confusion.

"Weiss looks like her brain is about to burst," Nora said happily, bending down to pick up a bag of chips. Instead of opening it the normal way, she clapped her hands against it and it burst open with a loud pop. Blake jerked, flinching. Nora offered her the now open bag. "Chip?"

Blake hesitated before taking some, nibbling on them.

"Jaune-Jaune?"

"Yeah, sure," he took some as well, popping a few in his mouth and chewing. They were salt and vinegar, the sourness making his lips curl briefly.

"You can play against Pyrrha first since you are both beginners," Ruby handed another controller to Pyrrha and the crimson haired girl couldn't hide her excitement as she plopped down next to Weiss, leaning forward eagerly.

They all watched as Weiss hesitated on who to pick as her character, and ended up wasting the allotted time and having the game pick for her. She ended up with Moon Goddess, a woman with blue fox ears, silver hair and several white tails. Pyrrha picked someone called Champion, a man with rippling muscles and not many clothes, a large shield and a short sword.

This being Weiss' very first time playing a video game, the match was surprisingly close. She had no idea what she was doing, hitting buttons at random and yet she was able to hold Pyrrha off and even chip away at her health. It actually looked like Weiss might end up with the win until Pyrrha managed to cast Champion's ultimate, a series of vicious, continuous strikes that ended the round in brutal fashion.

"Yes~!" Pyrrha pumped her first before blushing, sinking into her chair at the uncharacteristic shout she'd given. "Um… you fought well?"

Weiss scowled, her hands tightening around her controller. "Is the match over?"

Ruby shook her head. "Nope, that was only round one. It's best out of three."

Weiss leaned forward, focused. The next round was much the same as the first, close – but this time, Weiss was able to avoid Pyrrha's ultimate and managed to win by using jump kicks, locking Pyrrha's character in the corner. Jaune watched as Pyrrha became increasingly frustrated while Weiss beamed, preening as she won the round.

The third round was a slug fest. They both ended up with low health, a single strike would decide the match. Jaune was sure she did it purely by accident but Ruby's startled shout as Weiss activated Moon Goddesses ultimate, a barrage of projectiles from her many tails that culminated in a massive beam attack obliterated Champion and secured the win.

"I suppose this is rather fun," Weiss said pompously, looking a little too pleased. "I apologize for my unkind thoughts, Ruby. A commendable hobby."

"Unkind thoughts?" Ruby asked, confused.

Yang snorted, pointing. Jaune, Blake, Ren and Nora followed her finger and saw the barely suppressed outrage on Pyrrha's face, her shoulders tense as she glared at the heiress. It was the angriest they'd ever seen her, and she looked moments from reaching out and snatching Weiss by the hair.

"Ahahaha, she's so mad," Nora said loudly, not even attempting to keep things on the down low. Pyrrha's furious glare swept over to her but Nora paid it little mind, chortling. "Why so mad? Just git gud, loser."

Ren shook his head, pinching the bridge of his nose as Pyrrha scowled.

"I am not a loser."

"Why mad?"

"She just got lucky!"

"Only a loser would say that."

Jaune watched as Nora continued to wind her up, Pyrrha's cheeks flushing as she got increasingly heated, the pair going back and forth. Blake met his eyes, and he could see she was struggling to not laugh.

"I demand a rematch," Pyrrha finally declared, pointing at Weiss. The heiress blinked. "One more time!"

"Well, if we must," Weiss sighed, only infuriating Pyrrha more. "But I do believe the outcome will be the same. I am a natural at this, so you may be out of luck."

They fought again using the same characters. This time the fight was more one sided – in Weiss' favor. She won in two rounds, the first close but the second was an absolute stomp, Pyrrha frazzled as Champion was once again obliterated by Moon Goddesses ultimate.

"Ohoho, Pyrrha's tilted," Yang giggled.

Yang hadn't been kidding. Pyrrha looked like she could kill a person right now and not care.

Ruby fought Weiss next, and the heiress was quickly brought back down to Remnant. She could only sulk as Ruby destroyed her effortlessly. Blake tried her hand next but Ruby trounced her just as soundly, and then Ren had a go. Ren was surprisingly quite good at it, strategic in his approach. He was very defensive, using blocks and counters to whittle away at Ruby's health – and patience. They could all see her getting flustered, and Ren even managed to take a round.

"Stop blocking!" Ruby seethed, filled with righteous gamer anger. "Fight me!"

Ren just gave her a small smile.

Ruby still won in the end but it was funny seeing her get so worked up by his fighting style. Yang made sure to rub it in, teasing her little sister until her ears burned bright red.

"You're next," Ruby said angrily.

"Fine by me," Yang flicked her hair, taking a seat. "Don't get mad when you lose."

And lose she did. Already off kilter from her match with Ren, Yang was able to secure two hard fought wins. Ruby almost threw her controller, arm reared back but managed to stop herself at the last second. Instead she pouted furiously as Yang laughed in her face, hands tightening into fists by her side.

"Gotcha, Rubes~! Sucks to suck!"

Then it was Jaune's turn.

He hadn't played this game before but he did have some experience with fighting games. The first round was a little one sided as he learned how his character moved, having picked Ranger. He was swift and had a multitude of long range attacks, something he abused in the second round, pinning Yang down and not allowing her to approach.

Jaune could tell she was getting annoyed. Whenever she jumped forward, he would move backwards. When he got trapped in the corner, Jaune used his jump dash as she attempted to close the distance and lock him down, flipping over Yang's Goliath and leaving a trail of bombs in his wake.

"Jaune," Yang growled. "Stop running away!"

"C'mon Jaune~!" Nora cheered.

In a bout of frustration, Yang tried to dash and grapple, leaving herself wide open. Jaune hit her with a ten hit combo, depleting her health bar.

"Sucks to suck," Ruby needled, feeling a lot better all of a sudden. Yang glared at her younger sister.

"Haha, very funny. That won't happen again."

It didn't. Jaune tried the same tactics but Yang was prepared this time, and after a moment to calm down, was able to catch him multiple times in his jump dash and slam him back to the ground. There was a small window where he managed to chain multiple combos together when Yang accidentally staggered herself but it wasn't to be.

Yang won in three.

"There~!" Yang slapped her knee in victory. "I win!"

"Get ready for pain," Nora crowed as Jaune handed over the controller.

What happened next was perhaps the most one sided destruction any of them had ever seen. Even Ruby's defeat of Weiss, a complete novice, wasn't quite so sickening. Yang gaped at the screen as Nora countered every one of her attacks and brutally punished her, quickly building her bar and activating her ultimate. The second round was no different.

"What the fuck," Yang swore loudly and much like her little sister, she looked moments from throwing her controller through the wall. "What was that?"

Nora snickered. "That was me owning your ass, noob."

Ren decided to fill them all in. "Whenever we'd be somewhere with an arcade or computer cafe, Nora would spend hours playing video games. Even when we were low on money."

"Ehehe~!" Nora donked herself on the head cutely.

"That was total bullshit!" Yang pointed at Nora. "Rematch!"

"Fine by me," Nora grinned.

It didn't make a difference. No matter how many times Yang played her, she got destroyed. Ruby tried her hand, having calmed down now and did a little better but Nora still thoroughly trounced her. One by one, they all had a shot at defeating her but it was a useless endeavor. She was just too good.

"Who's the Queen? I'm the Queen," Nora sang – and funnily enough, the character she used the most was called Monarch. "Queen of the castle~!"

They played a few more games, Pyrrha becoming increasingly irate when she was bad at all of them. After that, Yang convinced everyone to play spin the bottle. The rules were simple. If it landed on you, you had to answer a question truthfully. If you didn't want to, then you had to take a drink from one of the vile concoctions that Ren had gathered from the vending machines.

Everyone agreed, though some more reluctantly than others. Weiss and Blake in particular didn't seem very enthused by the game but peer pressure won them over. Sitting in a circle, Yang downed a bottle of soda, burping loudly as she screwed the cap back on and placed it in the middle.

Weiss scowled. "Could you be any more uncouth?"

Yang poked her tongue out. "I could. Want me to show you?"

Weiss clicked her tongue but otherwise remained silent.

"Right," Yang grinned happily, a hint of mischief in her eyes. "I'll go first."

Reaching for the bottle, she gave it a spin. It wobbled awkwardly as it spun around, rolling on its side before stopping on Pyrrha. The crimson haired girl smiled hesitantly.

"Ayo, Pyrrha is up first – man, what do I ask her, what do I ask her," she tapped her chin, drawing it out as long as possible as her target squirmed. "Oh, I know. Have you ever dated someone before?"

Pyrrha blinked, taken aback by the question. "What?"

"Ya know, like a relationship or something," Yang leaned forward, hands on knees. "Guy or girl, doesn't matter to me. You ever been in a romantic relationship with anyone? Maybe another pro fighter?"

Yang wasn't the only one interested. Jaune saw Nora leaning in eagerly, and even Weiss appeared intrigued by the answer, though she was doing her best to appear uninterested by inspecting her nails.

"Um," Pyrrha looked down, appearing uncomfortable. "No – I've never dated anyone before."

"For real?" Yang said, surprised. "Damn."

"Yang," Ruby said sternly. "You're making it weird."

"What?" she noticed Pyrrha's downturned expression. "Oh, shit. My bad, P. I didn't mean anything by it."

"There isn't anything wrong with not having a boyfriend before," Weiss jumped to Pyrrha's defense.

"Or girlfriend," Blake added.

Hearing Weiss and Blake agree on something only reinforced their words.

"I know there isn't," Yang said defensively. "Like I said, I didn't mean it that way. I was just surprised because Pyrrha's a bonafide hotty, that's all."

"I suppose we know the answer if someone asked you that question," Weiss said snidely.

Yang frowned. "Hey, what the hell does that supposed to mean?"

"Don't worry about Yang, she's just a dummy," Ruby told her teammate, patting Pyrrha on the shoulder. "I've never dated anyone either."

"Same," Nora said, nodding. "I'm waiting for my husband."

Blake let out a little laugh at that. "You'll have to date first, though, won't you?"

"I'll just slap a ring on his finger and then he can't escape," Nora said proudly. "Once that ring is on, it's til death do us part."

"They have to agree first," Ren said, completely deadpan. "You can't just force them."

Nora eyed Jaune, grinning evilly. "What if they're the only person I can marry because of reasons?"

Jaune made a cutting motion across his throat.

"What does that mean?" Weiss asked, confused.

"Like they—"

"It's Pyrrha's turn to spin the bottle, right?" Jaune hastily interjected. "Uh – that is, if everything is okay?"

Pyrrha nodded, meeting his eyes briefly before looking away. "Sorry, I didn't mean to make things awkward."

"It's fine. Didn't I tell you Yang is just a dummy?" Ruby shot her sister an annoyed look.

"Really, Pyrrha – I didn't mean anything by it," Yang apologized again.

"I know," Pyrrha gave Yang a reassuring smile. "I just… wasn't expecting it, that's all."

Jaune was of the opinion that there was something more to it but what that something could be, he didn't have a clue. Whatever the case, Pyrrha leaned forward and spun the bottle, and this time it landed on Blake. The raven haired girl looked as if she'd just sucked on a lemon.

"Do you have any siblings?" Pyrrha asked.

A simple question with a simple answer, Blake shaking her head. "No. I'm an only child."

It looked like she was about to say more when she cut herself off, instead reaching for the bottle to spin it. It fell on Ruby.

"I've been wondering… how did you get into Beacon two years early?"

Yang began snickering as everyone perked up, interested in the answer. It wasn't every day that someone skipped two years ahead in their education. Her skill in battle warranted it but it was still surprising to see.

Ruby glared at Yang, hunching over in embarrassment. "...There was an armed robbery at a Dust store I was visiting and I sorta, kinda, maybe stopped it…?"

Everyone blinked.

"Ruby, that's awesome!" Nora exploded, leaning over and wrapping the smaller girl in a giant hug. "Oh my god, you're like a crime fighting superhero."

Yang beamed happily. "Isn't she the bees knees?"

"Yang, shut up," Ruby moaned, the color of autumn leaves tinting her cheeks. "It was nothing special. They were just a bunch of goons and some guy called Roman Torchwick."

Weiss' mouth fell open in shock before she said, "Wait a minute, the Roman Torchwick? The Gentleman Thief?"

"Uh…"

"The Fashionable Felon? The Dapper Delinquent?" Weiss pressed, appearing strangely invested. "The Suave Bandit?"

"Does he really have this many nicknames?" Ren asked, surprised.

"It's what the press call him," Weiss confirmed. "A dashing scoundrel that holds the city of Vale in the palm of his hands. The police have tried everything in their power to catch him without success and even Huntsmen have failed to apprehend him."

"Do you have a crush on this guy or something?" Yang asked incredulously.

Weiss glared at her. "Of course not, are you an idiot? I would never hold romantic inclinations towards a criminal. Who do you think I am?"

"You do seem kinda taken with him, though…?" Blake said slowly.

"I just find such an individual interesting, that is all. He has committed countless crimes and yet even with every resource at their disposal, he has avoided capture. He must be incredibly skilled."

"Well, he's a big jerk who tried to blow me up," Ruby grunted, crossing her arms as Nora continued to squeeze her. "I stopped him from taking the Dust but even with Professor Goodwitch showing up, he still got away."

"Aww, why don't we have a cool story like that for being accepted into the school, Ren?" Nora whined. "We just applied and sat a basic test to show we had aura and knew how to fight since we didn't have a scholarship or recommendation. Booooring~!"

Jaune grinned. "You're like the Crimson Cyclone."

Ruby pouted at him. "Jaaaune~!" She then realized just what he'd said. "Wait, you know who the Crimson Cyclone is?"

He nodded. "Of course. She leads the Rainbow Alliance."

"You read comic books~!?"

He did. Though most of the stuff he'd read were older series, things that had made it to his tiny village over the years through the hands of traders. The League of Colors was a classic and still ongoing, and one of his favorites as a child.

Ruby made sure to put some extra emphasis on her spin and the bottle ended up rolling sideways as it spun, hitting Jaune's knee and pointing straight at Weiss. The heiress looked apprehensive, bracing herself for whatever question Ruby was about to cook up.

"Does your family have waitresses and butlers and stuff since you're so rich?"

"If she says no, she's lying," Yang said before Weiss could speak. "She has 'waited on hand and foot' written all over her."

"If you must know," Weiss said sharply, taking offense. "We do. We have a groundskeeper who maintains the lawns and gardens, a stable head and a team of stable hands who look after the horses, a team of chefs who handle the cooking, a housekeeper who leads a team of maids consisting of parlor maids, chamber maids and housemaids," with each one, Weiss raised a finger. "We have a footman who answers the door, a governess who oversaw our education and general care, a nursemaid when I was a young girl and a butler who oversees the household staff."

Everyone stared at her.

"Oh – and a cake butler," Weiss finished.

"...Why does cake require its own butler?" Ruby asked hesitantly.

"Because cake is important," Weiss said, completely serious. "Deathly serious. Do you understand?"

"No?"

"And who are these people?" Blake suddenly asked.

Weiss tilted her head slightly. "What do you mean?"

"Who do you hire for these roles?" she pressed, looking oddly intense.

"I believe we hired through a reputable agency, though many of them have been employed by my family since before I was born," Weiss answered easily enough.

"Are they faunus?" Blake asked bluntly.

Weiss shook her head, frowning severely. "While some of them used to be faunus, there are no faunus currently on staff. There were incidents."

"Incidents?"

"Okay, I think that's enough," Yang cut in. "She answered Ruby's question."

Jaune thought Blake was going to press on regardless but she held her tongue. She was clearly agitated by Weiss' answers.

"I believe it is my turn," Weiss spun the bottle and it landed on Yang. Weiss appeared to think it over, eyes darting over to Pyrrha before settling back on the blonde. "Have you dated anyone before?"

Yang pursed her lips. "I have."

She didn't elaborate.

The next spin landed on Blake once again.

"First, second or third base?" Yang asked instantly. "Or home plate?"

Blake scowled. "I'm not answering that."

"Then you've got to drink. Those are the rules. Ren," Yang held out a hand and Ren selected one of the horrible cans and tossed it her way. Yang caught it easily, holding it up. It read 'Garlic Cola' in blocky yellow lettering.

Jaune watched as Blake's lip curled, amber eyes reading the text.

"That sounds revolting," she said.

"Yep," Yang replied cheerfully. "Want to answer?"

Blake snatched the bottle, answer enough. Twisting the cap, the expecting hiss of a carbonated drink met their ears. Bringing it up to her nose, Blake sniffed – and then recoiled, expression morphing into disgust. Everyone watched her as she hesitated before bringing it up to her lips, and tipping it up.

Soon as it passed her lips, Blake jerked, almost spitting it out. How she managed to stop herself, Jaune didn't know, her mouth sealing around the opening tightly, but it was only temporary. Her cheeks bloated, and then it came shooting out of her nose in a wild spray before she coughed, the seal of her lips broken.

It went everywhere.

Everyone scrambled for cover as Blake spluttered, hacking as her face was covered in garlic flavored soda, her eyes watering, making it look like she was on the verge of crying.

"Ahaha, oh man, you should have seen the look on your face," Nora howled.

"Don't worry, I got it~!" Yang said between laughter, holding up her scroll. She'd caught the exact moment Blake had choked, face pulled in the most hilarious way any of them had ever seen. Even Ren started laughing, most of them doubling over.

"This isn't funny!" Blake snarled, wiping at her lips and chin. "Stop laughing!"

That only made everyone laugh harder and by the time they stopped, she was sulking up a storm, arms crossed across her chest so tight that it looked like she was in a straitjacket. Pyrrha offered her something to wipe down with and she took it wordlessly.

"That was too good," Yang wiped a tear from her eye, clutching her stomach as the last vestiges of her laughter petered out. "Regret not answering yet?"

Blake didn't dignify that with a response, grabbing the bottle and spinning it aggressively. Jaune felt a bout of nerves assault him as it pointed at him, and he could tell by the glint in her eye that even though he wasn't the only one that laughed, he was going to be the one to suffer for it.

"If you had to choose one of us to kiss, who would you choose?"

Evil. Pure evil. Blake was a demon, born of shadow and hate, more vile than any Grimm in existence. Why else would she ever ask such a question? Her smile was devilish, a thing of spite. What did he ever do to deserve this?

Jaune didn't know what to say and the way everyone was staring at him didn't make it any easier. There was no right option. Firstly, it wasn't something he'd thought about. Secondly, even if he had, saying it aloud would be all but a confession. Thirdly, the teasing would be relentless. His sister's would never pass up such an opportunity and neither would the likes of Yang and Nora.

The easy way out was to just lie and say Ren, but no sooner had his eyes landed on the other boy that Yang interjected.

"Don't even think about it, buster," Yang grinned. "None of us will buy that."

Which one did he want to kiss?

Any of them.

All of them.

They were all pretty, fit, and likable in their own ways. Yang was fun loving and busty with a megawatt smile, and thick, luscious blonde hair. Despite the oddity of their current friendship, Pyrrha was beautiful with her emerald green eyes that resembled the most valuable of gems, and lush crimson locks, not to mention her toned, battle tested physique. Ruby was cute beyond measure, pale skin appearing feather soft, her unique quicksilver eyes bewitching. Nora was a joy to be around, the life of the party, her vibrant eyes attractive alongside her impressive bust, rounded cheeks and fiery ginger hair. Blake was exotic, dark; pale skin and slender limbs, her graceful movements and sharp features alluring, amber eyes resembling heated honey. Weiss was gorgeous, her light blue eyes like chips of clearest ice, her features sharp, cheeks high, her body lithe and feminine with snow white hair that appeared silver under certain lights.

All of his friends were ridiculously attractive.

Picking any one of them would only invite danger, and it would only create false pretenses. Jaune didn't want to make things awkward, especially with careless words that may give someone the wrong idea.

There was only one way forward.

"Bah~!" Nora slapped her knee, disappointed when he grabbed one of the dangerous drinks. It was the curry soda. "Boo~! Tell us who you want to smooch!"

Jaune cracked open the can and without delay, he drank a mouthful and swallowed. He didn't spit it everywhere like Blake did but he wanted to, oh did he want to do it. It was revolting, the carbonation mixed with the savory, spicy taste of a traditional curry was a horrible, off putting combination. His face twisted into a grimace.

"Yuck," he declared.

"I must confess, I was curious about who you would choose."

That came from Weiss of all people.

Blake just looked smug, her plan a success.

"Not so funny now, is it," she needled.

No, it wasn't.

They played for an hour, learning more and more about each other as they went. Most of them tried to be truthful but occasionally, someone picked a drink, almost choking on the horrible taste. Jaune was asked if he had siblings, so he shared what he'd told Ren and Nora when they'd first met. Everyone gaped at him in disbelief. They learned that Weiss had a younger brother and an older sister, that Pyrrha loved seafood but disliked mollusks, Ruby's favorite animal were dogs while Blake hated dogs, Ren liked to draw, Nora couldn't handle sour flavors and that Yang swung both ways.

"Why restrict yourself to one team?" she asked, shrugging her shoulders.

After that, they pigged out on their junk food until Ruby and Nora were almost bouncing off the walls, filled with sugar. Jaune wasn't sure who threw the first pillow but suddenly, all out war was declared.

He managed to tag Ruby in the head, only to get hit from behind by Nora, who was swinging wildly without care. Blake clutched at her bow as she scurried across the floor, while Weiss became indignant when Yang beaned her right in the face.

"You're dead," she declared seriously, a pair of glyphs forming.

"Hey, wait, that's cheating—" Yang said before two pillows were fired at high velocity, smacking her across the face and chest simultaneously. She fell back onto one of the beds, crying, "No semblances!"

With laughter ringing in his ears, Jaune hoped that the next four years were just as fun.

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