Author's Note:

Welcome to a new story I've been writing in my spare time. I don't know where it's going or how long I'll be writing it. I also have no schedule for updates so follow to get the emails. I'll generally post a handful of chapters at a time since I'm writing each chapter as a single scene.

As always, I do not own RWBY or any characters, etc. associated with it.

And as always, please enjoy and thank you for reading.

The door slammed open against the wall, the shattering of the drywall as the handle embedded itself was hidden behind a loud crunch and splashing that drew attention to the shattered glass in the blond girl's hand. There were three girls in the room, the blond was the only one not sitting on a bed since she seemed to have been getting a glass of juice. The furious girl in the doorway took in the room at a glance before walking in toward her target.

Rose petals fell to the floor as the girl with brown hair with the tips dyed red zoomed behind the blond, cowering.

"Yang, save me!" She squeeled in a terribly high pitched voice that drove a spike straight through the angry girl's skull.

The angry girl advanced into the room steadily, approaching the blond. She made a move to dodge passed the towering girl just to have her shoulders caught in the blond's strong hands.

"Whoa. Calm down, Weiss." She spoke calmly, her voice hiding the threat her order implied.

"Yang, move out of my way." Weiss responded, her voice cold as her wintery blue eyes shimered with the fire of her rage.

"Sorry, can't." Yang replied, pushing her teammate back a step and releasing her.

Weiss glanced down at her shoulder, a look of disgust crossing her face at the red staining her otherwise white outfit. "You disgusting brute! You know what? Never mind. Rose, stop hiding. Now!"

The brown haired girl peeked her head out from behind her sister slowly, obviously afraid of the furious girl in front of her sister.

"You are a complete ignoramus!" Weiss began as Yang stepped out from the middle of the two, sensing the danger had mostly passed. "A hyperactive, insensitive, antisocial, idiotic, immature-"

"Are you going anywhere with this?" The black haired girl curled up on her bed reading looked over her book wearing a look of annoyance. "If not, shut up. I'm reading."

Weiss stopped her rant, taking deep breaths as she calmed herself down. After a few minutes, she turned to walk out of the room, pausing at the door for a second. "Ruby, if you don't want my wrath later, you'll do the intelligent thing and follow me now."

Ruby nodded waving a quick goodbye to her sister before following Weiss out of the room. Yang walked over to pull the door out of the wall so the hydraulics would pull it shut again.

"Do you think they'll be okay?" The black haired girl asked as the blond jumped up onto her top bunk.

"They'll end up taking a piece out of each other before feeling bad about it and being overly nice to each other for the next couple days." Yang spoke from her previous experiences with people like Weiss. "Though I'll bet this had to do with some stupid stunt Ruby pulled."

"I'll take those odds." The other girl responded. "Winner buys dinner."

"Oh my god, Blake! You rhymed!" Yang almost shouted in surprise.

"A coincidence I'm sure." Blake responded coolly.

"You're on! I say that at least one of them comes back slightly hurt and it was Ruby's fault." Yang summed up quickly.

"I'll go for nobody's fault, just Weiss in a bad mood… and nobody hurt." Blake responded with her bet.

"Well nothing to do till they get back." Yang said, pulling out her scroll and opening the social app to text her freinds. There was no reply as her teammate had gone back to reading her book.