"I want to propose to Ruby" is the quiet statement that causes Yang to spurt her coffee back into the cup, making a loud sputtering sound. It had just been a quiet day of warm drinks at Yang's house when Weiss had sprung this on an unsuspecting Yang. Ruby and Blake had left earlier to retrieve some groceries from the store, leaving only her and the heiress sitting in the room.

"You what?" Yang asks, wiping her mouth and letting out a light cough.

The white-haired woman in question blows softly on the hot liquid in her cup before taking a polite sip. Her icy eyes shift to widened lilac, sparking slightly as she repeats her question.

"I want to propose to Ruby, Yang."

Yang lets out a quiet chuckle, an eyebrow raising as she takes a large gulp of her drink. "Well, congrats! That's great, Weiss, but aren't I supposed to find out after the fact and be all excited?"

Weiss' eyes shift nervously back to her mug, pale fingers tapping lightly against the smooth glass. "I know, I just... Wanted you to know..."

"Is there something else, Weiss?"

"I… Yes."

Yang shifts on her couch, moving her legs in a crisscross fashion as she looks in amusement at her sister's girlfriend. "Well, out with it, then. You can tell me, I promise I won't laugh or anything."

"Do I have… your blessing?" She asks.

Yang stares at her for a few moments, blinking several times before busting into loud, hearty laughter. She knows she promised not to, but it's impossible to avoid. An indignant blush comes to Weiss' cheeks at Yang's loud, and quite annoying, response to what was meant to be a serious question.

"Oh, princess, you are too cute!"

"Yang, you blonde idiot, that was a serious question!" She huffs in a highly annoyed tone.

Yang wipes a few tears from her eyes, still giggling lightly. "Weiss, why would you even ask that? I would support you and Ruby all the way to the moon and back around. You've always had my blessing. Why would that change when you make my sister the happiest woman in the world?"

"As you know, my parents don't support my relationship with Ruby, at all... I'm fairly certain they will swiftly drop me from the Schnee family and inheritance when they hear of my proposal. They already think I'm a disgrace to our family name by even dating her." Weiss says quietly, tapping her fingers at the mug again. "I just wanted to hear that someone didn't think that. Who supported my decision…"

"Aww, Weiss… C'mere!" Yang exclaims, wrapping the heiress' small body in one of her bone-crushing bear hugs. "Of course, I support your decision! My sis is going to flip when you propose!"

"Yang.. I know you are excited, but I presently need more oxygen than I am getting.." Weiss gasps out, squirming in Yang's hug.

"Oop, sorry, princess." Yang says with a sheepish grin, scratching the back of her head after releasing the white-haired girl. "You just REALLY looked like you needed a hug, there. And, you know me, I can't hug someone unless it's full force."

"Right. But, please try to remember to warn me next time. I almost spilled my coffee."

"I'll do my best, Weiss." Yang laughs, leaning back on the couch with a sigh. "You know, you make enough being a huntress to live comfortably. I mean, you two got that small house on Main Street, right? I know it's nowhere near as much as you'd get from your inheritance, but who gives a crap? You shouldn't even worry about that inheritance. Who needs it if that's how they're gonna be?"

"I know, but what if that house is too small for her?"

"You both are tiny women, I think you'll manage."

"I suppose…"

"I think she'd prefer a simple life with you, anyway. She loves that house, Weiss. Believe me, I heard her nonstop talking about it when you two decided to move in."

"True."

"You know, I'm never going to hear the end of it when you propose. She's going to be talking about it up until the day of the wedding."

"Also, true."

Both women are silent for a moment, going back to their drinks. As usual, Yang is the one to eagerly break the silence.

"So… How ya gonna do it?"

"Pardon?"

"How're you going to propose?"

"I'm going to go with something simple. Something I think she'll like..."

"And…"

"I'm not telling you, that'd spoil the surprise…" Weiss says, her cheeks glowing a soft pink.

"C'mon, give me a hint! Is it going to be dirty or sweet?"

"Dirty? How on earth would a proposal be dirty?"

"Well, you could lie naked in a bed of roses, the ring placed gently on your-"

"NO, NO, NO! I don't want to hear that! Shut up, you idiot!"

"See? Now I know it's going to be a sweet proposal! I already know more than I did a few minutes ago!"

"As if it would be anything else! You just found out the obvious, congratulations!"

"Oh, you're going to be a pleasure to call "sister-in-law", Weiss!"

Weiss takes a gulp of coffee, muttering second thoughts about the family she's marrying into. Though she quietly admits, "Me, too.".

"So, what's it look like?"

Weiss opens her mouth to speak, when a cheerful voice rings through the house. "Honeeeey! I'm hooooooome!~"

The sound of the door shutting loudly is accompanied by the clomping of boots on the floor, steps clumsy and familiar. The clumsy clomping is joined by light, pattering steps that are almost too silent to pick up. Without warning, the cheerful form of Ruby Rose bursts into the room with bags in hand.

"Weiss!"

"Welcome back, Ruby." Weiss says, a smile on her face.

"Oh, come on, Weiss! I was just in an all-out war at the supermarket! Give me some sugar!" Ruby giggles, tossing the bags to the floor and leaping onto the couch. The motion nearly causes Weiss to spill her coffee again, but a speedy hand catches the mug before it tips. Weiss looks admirably at her lover before donning a confused look.

"I.. Is that icing in your hair?"

"Yup!"

"Ruby took it upon herself to get into a fight with a ten-year old in the cupcake aisle. It was quite a spectacle, I tell you." A quiet voice states as she walks into the room.

"Oh, c'mon, Blake! That kid totally had it coming! He was just begging to get creamed with a cupcake!"

"Regardless."

Weiss sighs, shaking her head at the stupidity that Ruby often displayed, especially at her age. "Honestly, Ruby. A ten year old?"

Yang looks up at Blake from where she's leaning, a cheshire grin spreading on her lips. "So, kitty, what'd ya get me? Something good, I hope."

"If food is good enough for you, then, yes."

"Sounds PURR-fect to me.."

"Yang, stop using puns everyone has heard you say a million times. If you're going to do that, at least keep the material fresh."

"Oh, it's FUR real, baby."

"Stop."

"C'mon, I'm really FELINE it."

"Yang…"

"C'mon, Blake. My puns aren't that CLAW-ful."

"Yang, I swear to god, if you keep going…"

"Meow, kitten's got claws."

The sounds of an annoyed Blake attacking her girlfriend are heard throughout the room, drawing giggles from the blonde-haired huntress. Weiss and Ruby watch the ongoing struggle in amusement, laughing when Blake effectively pins the woman to the couch.

"Got you."

"That'd be impressive if I didn't LET you do that, kitty-cat."

"Of course, you did."

"I totally did. We both know who's stronger, here."

"Who's the one pinned to the couch, again?"

"Me. And I LIKE it. You going to follow it up?"

"There is no way I'd do that with your sister sitting right next to us."

"She can look away." Yang laughs, turning her head in Ruby's direction. "Cover your eyes, Rubes."

"She could still hear you, you idiot!" Weiss scoffs.

Ruby hugs Weiss, effectively cooling her off. "Some things never change, huh?"

"Indeed."

Ruby sighs happily, snuggling against Weiss. Weiss looks at her for a few moments, eyelids dulled, before speaking.

"Seriously. Go wash that icing out of your hair, Ruby. I'd prefer not to end up sticky if I can help it."

"Oh, that's totally what she said! C'mon, that was waaay too easy, Weiss!"

"Yang, if you don't want me to join your girlfriend in beating the sense out of you, you'd best stay quiet."

"Two on one? That hardly seems fair."

"Shut up. Ruby, go wash your hair."

Ruby lets out a childish groan, slowly rising from her valued snuggling position. "Sis, you mind if I use your shower? Might as well do the whole shebang."

"If Weiss decides to join you, there definitely WILL be a she-BANG." Yang laughs, inciting groans from the other girls. "Sure, go ahead. Shampoo's in the cabinet, body wash... Should be somewhere around that area, as well."

Ruby promptly leaves the room to wash the mass of sugary icing that clumps in her hair, humming as she does so. Despite still being pinned to the couch by Blake, Yang cranes her head to look at Weiss.

"So, you guys going home or stayin' for dinner?"

"I don't know. If you start baking something, I'm sure Ruby will want to stay."

"Then, it's settled!" Yang says, pushing Blake up from her body and rising from the couch. The motion draws a surprised yip from the faunus, making her tumble to Yang's side. "You shall stay for dinner, Weiss! I will cook a feast!"

Blake sighs, placing her hand on her forehead. "No offense, Yang, but last time you tried to cook me dinner you almost burned the house down…"

"Oh, come on! It wasn't that bad."

"It WAS that bad. We still haven't gotten all the scorch marks off the wall. You're not going near that kitchen, Yang."

"Well, what do you propose we do, then? Give my sister and her lovely princess a piece of bread?"

"I will make dinner, you will sit patiently at the table and twiddle your thumbs."

"That doesn't sound like any fun, at all.."

"Neither does burning alive."

"You're evil, kitty."

"I know, but you don't seem to mind, do you?" Blake smirks, walking out to the kitchen.

Yang watches Blake as she walks before turning over to Weiss. "How does she manage to make that walk so damn sexy?"

"I haven't the faintest. She certainly does have quite a rhythmic movement to her hips, though."

"How can you manage to suck the sexy out of Blake's hips?"

"Isn't that what you end up doing every night, anyway?"

Yang stares at the heiress with wife eyes, opening her mouth in shock. "Weiss, did you just... Crack a joke?"

"What?"

"You did, didn't you?"

"I did nothing of the sort. I was merely stating the obvious."

"Oh, don't try to pull a fast one on me, princess! I heard you!"

"You obviously have hearing problems. I suggest you drop the issue promptly."

"Oh, your big Sis-in-law is rubbing off on you!"

"You are not. Shut up."

"Are too!"

"Are not!"

"I'm even getting you to argue like me, now!"

"Wh- Just be quiet!"

"No way, I'm never going to let anyone forget the moment Weiss Schnee cracked a joke! Never!"

"You'd better be silent, you blonde oaf-"

"Peace, everybooooody!" Ruby's voice calls out as she enters the room, wearing some of her sisters clothes. They are obviously not her fit in… certain areas.

"You plan to grow a few sizes in the next couple minutes, sis? Your bust area's kinda baggy."

"It's 'cus I'm not unnaturally large, like you. I'm small and proud."

"What's that? The slogan for the Little-Boobs Support group?"

"Weiss finds them perfectly good sized, Yang. Right, Weiss?"

"I'd prefer not to discuss the issue of your breasts with your sister."

"C'mon, Weiss… Back me up, here!"

Weiss sighs, rubbing her temple. "Yes, Ruby. They are perfect the way they are and I love them."

Ruby flashes a grin at her older sister, confident in her girlfriend's words. "See, Yang? Bigger isn't always better."

"Blake! Are big boobs better than small ones?!" Yang calls out to the kitchen.

"I'm not getting involved in this, again. You two argue about your boobs, yourselves! Don't drag me into it!"

Weiss stares at the sisters for a few seconds before speaking. "I'm going to go see if Blake needs any help." She says politely, moving toward the only sane person in the house right now.