Yo Peeps. YOU WANTED IT! YOU GET THE DAMN STORY! Yes, this is a re-release of chapter 18 from Ship Shape, but I have the second chapter finished, so it will more resemble a story and you can be more happy about it. Now, let's get-

Yang: Hello!

… Yang… what the hell are you doing?

Yang: Winter is coming….

Dammit Yang…

Disclaimer: I do not own RWBY or, thanks to that line, Game of Thrones. (This chapter has nothing to do with that show though.)

Certain that her partner was exaggerating, Ruby had brushed off Weiss' warnings about Winter Schnee, who had come to visit Weiss, as well as spectate the Vytal Festival. The heiress had warned her team about her sister's cold personality, but Blake was the only one who seemed to take heed. Yang was instantly on the ball the moment Weiss had said the older girl's name. The number of puns that had been spoken in those thirty minutes was chilling. Weiss had avoided Yang for the day's remainder, claiming that she wouldn't stand to hear another joke about her sister.

Surprisingly, Winter's arrival was uneventful. None of the expected publicity of having a Schnee just decide to up and visit a place, even if that place was the prestigious Beacon Academy. Team RWBY had been there to greet her, curious to meet the mysterious sister of their resident Ice Queen.

The door of the airship slid open, hissing slightly before a figure stepped out. The staccato clacking of heels broke through the tense air of anticipation, followed by the sound of slightly flapping clothing in the breeze. Ruby's silver eyes trained on the figure, widening in surprise.

If Weiss was an Ice Queen, Winter was an Ice Empress. She radiated a more regal affection than her sister and looked more formal and etched, as if sculpted into royal perfection from the snow and ice her name reflected. Ruby knew for a fact that Weiss was in great shape, given her rigorous training to become a huntress, but Winter, Ruby paused in thought, was once again more imposing than Weiss.

Her arms were delicate, yet Winter didn't seem weak in the slightest. Her long legs were, surprisingly, more defined than Weiss', implying that Winter had some physical training, even if not as a huntress. Where Weiss was coming into her body's shape and maturity, Winter had already arrived and it showed. She had a generous bust and her hips flared out into the cliché hourglass figure that was always mentioned.

At that moment Ruby had decided that Winter was, quite possibly, the most beautiful thing she had ever seen, aside from Crescent Rose (because no one would replace her sweetheart). Too the team's shock, and that of Winter as well, Ruby's first words to the newcomer weren't greetings or some other friendly welcome.

No, that'd be too easy.

Instead, her mouth jumped the gun before her brain could catch up and spouted out, "Will you go out with me?"

Everyone froze.

Suddenly, Yang burst into laughter. "And hear I thought that my baby sis couldn't find someone else hot." She eyed Winter mirthfully before adding, "Or cold, as it stands."

A thin eyebrow quirked slightly at the jab at her name. Ignoring the caped girl who had asked her out, of all people, turning instead to focus on the blonde. "Do you fancy yourself a comedian, Miss…?"

"Xiao Long," stated the brawler. "Yang Xiao Long. And yes, I find myself to be a gold mine of puns."

Winter frowned before gazing at Weiss. "I see that you had the unfortunate luck of being teamed up with an obtuse miscreant. I only hope she can fight better than she can speak. If not, I'd be concerned about your safety, sister."

An empathetic nod came from the heiress. "Yang is a bit… much, I suppose. She is capable, though. So worry not, Winter. I'll be fine."

Winter sighed lightly. "And who are the other two?" She motioned to Blake and Ruby, the latter hiding her face in her cloak, while Yang poked fun at the girl. The sight warmed Winter's heart… barely.

"The silent one is Blake," Weiss responded. "She isn't too talkative, but that's just how she is."

Blake gave a slight wave. "Nice to meet you."

Weiss turned to Ruby and frowned. "And my dolt of a partner, is Ruby Rose. She's the team leader and a bit out motor mouth. She tends to act before she thinks, as you've already noticed."

Winter looked curious at the mention of Ruby's role in the team. "If she's so impulsive, why was she made leader. Seems a bit dangerous to me."

"True as that may be," the heiress started. "She has shown a greater potential for the role compared to the rest of us. Ozpin must've thought she'd take this team farther than any of us would, but I digress."

"Weiss?"

"Yes, Winter?"

"Are there any good places to eat out around here?"

The younger of the blinked in surprise, but replied, "Yes. Any reason you asked?"

Winter shrugged and motioned to Ruby. "I may be the prim and proper princess father wanted me to be, but I need something to do. I have some stuff to deal with in helping organize the tournament. Could you tell Ruby to meet me here tomorrow?" Before she left, she added, "Also, send me a list of those places, if you would please." Waving her sister farewell, she turned and walked away, heading towards the city.

Later that evening…

"I think you broke her, Ice Queen," Yang quipped, grinning.

Scoffing, Weiss replied, "I'm just relaying the message. If anyone's to blame, it's Winter. This was her decision after all."

Blake had a small smile on her face. "We just need to find someone similar for Yang. Then maybe we could get some peace and quiet in our dorm room."

Yang laid back on her bed and chuckled. "Too late for that, Blakey. I'm taken."

Below her, Ruby seemed to be recovering from her frozen shock. Without a word, she dashed to where her clothing was stowed, digging through it. She didn't get very far before and hand on her shoulder stopped her. Looking up, she saw Weiss' brilliant blue eyes narrowed at her. "Stop, Ruby. You're freaking out a bit and that won't help you with my sister." Pulling the girl up, Weiss gave her a smirk. "Despite how reused the statement is, being yourself is a big part to finding out if you'll go anywhere with who you like."

"Like you and Jaune?"

Weiss snorted. "As if I'd date that buffoon, but he's certainly got the right idea. He's acting like Jaune, so I know for a fact that we wouldn't do well together."

"Besides," she huffed. "Winter doesn't make a big deal out trivial things."

Yang grinned. "What if she does? She doesn't seem to like my jokes."

"She'd rip you apart," Weiss said. "Despite her reserved disposition, if you piss her off, she will react. She is very thorough and won't let up on you, until she thinks you have been properly handled and punished."

"Is that something Ruby should keep in mind for some of their future activities, if you catch my drift?"

Ruby turned bright red and Weiss gaped. "What the dust, Xiao Long?! You inappropriate brute! I'm trying to reassure Ruby and you're making crude jokes. Shouldn't you be helping her figure this out?"

The blonde waved her hand dismissively. "As if. The only advice I'd have given her would be to be herself and, lo and behold, her partner handled that."

The faunus in the team, who had been reading, spoke. "But shouldn't Ruby find something a bit more formal? Given you and your taste for etiquette and upper class things, it wouldn't be surprising if they went somewhere a bit black tie."

Weiss smirked again. "And you'd be wrong. Even with our royalty acts, we do have our own likes and dislikes. I know for a fact that my sister's sweet tooth is going to make a black tie restaurant an impossibility."

"Sweet tooth?" Ruby asked, curious.

"Yes, Ruby," the heiress stated. "She likes pastries and the like. Strawberry Danishes in particular."

"I knew it was love at first sight," crowed Yang. "Look out, Remant. The strawberry squad is here to save the day with their fruity fighting foray."

Later that evening, with Winter…

The older of the two Schnee sisters was scanning the list of paces her sister had suggested, grinning to herself at the number of bakeries and cafés that were offered up as ideas. Pulling up a few of the web pages for the places, she finally found one with exactly what she was looking for. Tomorrow, the Yellow Brick Café was doing a special on their prized strawberry Danishes. Setting her scroll aside, she leaned back to rest on her mattress. Her hotel room was nice and all, but she doubted she would use all the available services.

Closing her eyes, she tried to picture the face from before, scolding herself for ignoring the young leader as she had.

Ah well, at least tomorrow might be fun. Who knew?

End…

Thanks for the support of this chapter if you are from the followers reading Ship Shape. Hopefully, I'll be adding on some more. A small plot is coming into being, but whether it will pan out or not remains to be seen. Adieu for now!