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"I think you could stand to be a bit more of a bitch."

Pyrrha stared, slack-jawed, at her girlfriend of several years. "Excuse me!?"

"You heard me," said Ruby, face still neutral. Now, Ruby was still Ruby, but she definitely picked up a mature quirk or two as she's grown at Beacon. Occasional swearing included.

That aside, we literally just sat down on the couch! Where the heck did that come from? thought Pyrrha.

"I feel like an explanation is needed. And are you even one to talk?"

"Meh. Remember the girl working the register when we went out shopping?"

"Yeah?"

"She was totally giving you crap just because you're the 'Invincible Girl' and what not."

"So?"

The younger girl turned to look at her, eyes firm. "Listen, babe, you don't have to take that shit from anyone, even Yang. Just hit em around a little with Miló, and if it so happens to be Yang, I'll forgive you if you hit em a lot more than a little."

Pyrrha sighed. "Ruby, did Yang say something to upset you?"

"No."

"Ruby."

"Yes...?"

"Was that an affirmative 'yes' or an interrogative one?"

"Yes."

"Ruby."

"Alright, alright! She may have said something along the lines of our relationship being bland."

*Start flashback*

"I love you two, but seriously, it's like watching vanilla ice cream make out with one of Port's lectures. Bland and boring."

"Yang!"

"I'm not saying you need to go overboard, but would it kill ya to add a little spice to the relationship?"

"And how would we do that? I don't think Pyrrha would be into sexual role-playing like Blake."

In the distance, the aforementioned faunus coughed awkwardly.

"Oh, shut it, Blake. I've seen the costumes. Never would have pegged you for the nurse-type, but whatever makes you happy, I guess."

"..."

Yang laughed away the growing discomfort and switched back to the original topic.

"You know what, Rubes? Forget I said anything. You and Pyrrha are perfect the way you are."

*End flashback*

Well, things sort of make sense now...

Pyrrha looked back at her girlfriend. "Ruby, as it stands, I think we're okay."

"I know! I love us when we're together. It's just... I don't know. I figured I'd try to add a little variety. Nothing too spicy." Ruby continued, "So I went with the Bumblebee approach."

"The what?"

"You know. Combine the reckless confidence of Yang with the brooding edginess of Blake."

"Ah."

"And here we are."

Pyrrha hummed in thought.

"Ruby?"

Still looking slightly despondent, she looked up. "Yeah?"

"About those costumes..."