Part of Weiss still couldn't believe she was back here. She had worked so hard to escape. She had risked everything to defy her father. She had stowed away on an air ship and as a result was captured by bandits. All to escape this frozen tundra of a continent. All to escape the ghosts of her past.

And yet despite it all, even considering she was back in Atlas, Weiss felt on top of the world. She was surrounded by her true family - her friends. Reunited with her team, Weiss felt as though there was nothing they couldn't take on. And then there was her other friends, once just distant acquaintances. One in particular, in fact, she had once almost considered an enemy. Now, however, that boy was the closest to her of all. She had an intimate relationship with him that was even closer than that of her partner. Well, Jaune was her partner too, after all. Just in a different way than Ruby.

Her body was still sore from the previous day, but yet she could not get enough of the boy. After being filled up with his white stuff back at Haven Academy, she now regularly enjoyed being filled with his... white stuff. And that's just what she was going to do.

Slipping on her heels, Weiss looked herself over in the mirror to ensure she looked her best. Not that Jaune would ever mind if she didn't. Still, old habits die hard. She always wanted to ensure she looked as radiant and beautiful as possible, no matter the occasion.

Before she could get far, however, she was stopped by the voice of what was turning out to be her very nosy teammate. "Where are you going, Weiss?"

The girl turned to look at Yang who was lazily lying on her bed. Hopefully she wouldn't start giving her random advice again like she had been doing so for days now. "I'm going to see Jaune, of course."

A small gasp shot from the blonde's mouth, and in an instant she was sitting upright on the mattress. "Oh! Can I come?"

Weiss' turned to regard the other girl with confusion. "Excuse me?"

"Yeah. I ran into Jaune last night after you and him were done. I didn't really mean to eavesdrop, but I heard you and him going at it last night. It sounded like you two were having a lot of fun. Lots of witty banter and all that."

A cold chill ran through Weiss' body. Yang had been... spying on them? In a moment like that?

The former heiress had long ago mastered the ability to control her expressions and reactions, and did not give away the fact that she was incredibly disturbed by Yang's admission. "I see. How much did you hear?"

Yang shrugged. "I dunno. I guess I came in somewhere in the middle. But by the time I got bored and left you two had to have been doing it for at least ten minutes."

That was disturbing to know. Back when she was still in the public eye, Weiss had had to deal with all kinds of creeps and stalkers who wanted to know more about the Weiss Schnee. Whether it was from her singing performances or her role in the Schnee Dust Company, she was never short on those who wanted to get a glimpse of her in her downtime.

Who knew that Yang of all people would have turned out to be such a voyeuristic pervert?

Weiss shook her head. She was getting distracted from the real issue here. Sure, Yang had peeped on them and heard them in their private moment. But what had the girl just said moments ago?

"I see. And... you said you wanted to come?" Weiss sincerely hoped that the blonde was talking about going with her, rather than...

"Yeah. Like I said, it sounded like a lot of fun. When I asked Jaune yesterday, he seemed pretty uneasy about it. He told me to talk to you."

Did he now... Weiss suppressed the frown forming on her face and the twitch building in her eye. Did he think he could just pass off this uncomfortable conversation on her and get away with it? Did he think he could walk away unscathed after forcing this embarrassment on her? Oh that boy was in for quite a punishment later on. If he thought that the whip was bad, he was going to be severely disappointed. Gambol Shroud had a nice, strong, tight ribbon built into it that would be perfect for ensuring that he could not get away...

Weiss cleared her throat awkwardly. "May I ask what you even find appealing about such a... scenario?"

Yang looked away for a brief moment in order to collect her thoughts. Weiss hoped that she might realize just how forward her request was. Sadly, the blonde girl looked back at her shortly after with an unashamed smile. "There's so many possibilities. It can be a free for all. We can double team each other if we want to go real intense. Or just take turns and switch off whenever one of us needs a break. After all, I heard that Jaune has lots of stamina. He could probably outlast us both."

Jaune did have plenty of stamina, but that was not the point! That stamina was reserved strictly for her.

"I'm sorry, Yang," she said as sincerely as possible. "However I am simply not interested in that sort of thing. I'm flattered you wish to join us, but I feel that this kind of activity is best left between just Jaune and myself."

Unlike her, Yang did not hide the emotions inside of her, and disappointment was clearly etched on her face. "What? Why not?"

Weiss couldn't believe she had to explain to Yang why she was not interested in that kind of intimate experience. "Jaune and I are committed to one another. We're not open to having other partners."

"Oh come on. You can't just keep Jaune all to yourself."

The smaller girl's hands drifted up to her hips. "Excuse me? Of course I can. What makes you think you can just have a piece of him... or me, whenever you feel like it?"

"It's called sharing, Weiss," she said like it was the most obvious thing in the world. "Sharing is caring. Back when my dad was on his team, they shared all the time. My mother, Summer, even Qrow. They all did things together, not just with their own partners."

That was information that Weiss did not need to know. She had never met Yang's father before, and sadly Summer Rose had passed away many years ago, but she did know Qrow. And to a lesser extent Raven. The idea that those four would have had that kind of a relationship with each other was surprisingly unsurprising for the Schnee.

She also knew that Ruby and Yang had different mothers. Was that perhaps a result of all their... sharing? Weiss just thanked the gods, as well as human biology, that Qrow could not become pregnant, otherwise there might have been a third sibling running around being a pest.

"Look, I know that your family might have a history of sharing... partners," Weiss said uneasily. "However, I was raised to commit to one and only one. And that's what I'm doing with Jaune."

"Well I don't know how things are in your family, but circumstances change," Yang countered. "You know that my mom left my dad and me. So in the end he had no choice but to have multiple partners in order to stay in shape."

"Maybe that's why she wound up leaving..." Weiss said under her breath.

"What's that supposed to mean?"

Weiss shook her head. "Nothing. Forget it. I have no interest in making this any more personal than it already is."

"Fine," Yang agreed. She frowned, but soon enough was back on the offensive. "And you know, it's not like Jaune never had a partner before either. Pyrrha was his first."

Weiss felt her heart drop. A lance of pain shot through her at the mere mention of those words. "Pyrrha?" she gasped softly. "But... Jaune told me I was his first."

"Weiss, did you lose some brain cells when Cinder impaled you back at Haven?" The girl tapped her head a few times with a finger. "Maybe the oxygen got cut off to your brain while you were dying? How can you not remember Pyrrha? The P in Team JNPR?"

She remembered the girl. There was no question of that. However, Weiss had no idea that she and Jaune were more than just teammates. "So you're telling me that they had a... physical relationship?"

"Well, yeah. Remember how they'd go up to Beacon's roof every night? What do you think they were doing up there?"

Truth be told Weiss had no idea. Back then she did not have an ounce of interest in Jaune or what he did on a daily basis. However, looking back on it now, it made sense. They would have privacy on Beacon's rooftop. It was a quiet and intimate setting. Under the gaze of the stars and the moonlight, it would have been an incredibly romantic setting for such a rendezvous.

"But..." Weiss was at a loss for words.

She couldn't help but feel jealous. She had wanted to be Jaune's first, just as he was hers. But then again, it wasn't like she hadn't had her chances back then. Jaune had been interested in her since the day they met, and she had rejected him. So he had had to go and find someone else instead.

Bitter tears stung in Weiss' eyes as she was filled with regret. If only she could have seen what was inside the boy sooner. If only they had been able to share what they had now even back at Beacon. But alas, it was too late for that. All they could do now was keep moving forward.

"So as you can see, it's fine to have multiple partners. Even at the same time." Yang pointed over to Blake's empty bed. "Like, Blake's still mine no matter what. Even if I do stuff with you and Jaune, she'll always still be my first. It doesn't mean I can't have fun with you, Jaune, even Ruby if I want to."

Did she just say...

Weiss bit back the urge to vomit. No. There was no way. That was wrong. So very wrong. Twisted. Yang and Ruby may have only been half sisters, but they were still blood! To have that kind of intimate relationship with a blood relative was beyond anything Weiss had ever heard before. Once more, she was at a loss for words.

But then again, maybe this kind of thing was just normal for Yang. Maybe she had been raised as such. After all, the girl had just admitted to the entirety of Team STRQ... sharing. That meant that Qrow and Raven had... shared, right? Maybe that kind of thing was just normal in the Branwen Tribe. In the Xiao-Long family.

Weiss remembered her time spent in captivity by the Branwen Tribe. If there was ever a group of unwashed, uneducated, backwater hicks, it would be the Branwens. With them being such a tight-knit and exclusive bunch, there were probably not many options when it came to relationships. So it made sense that sharing would be a normal and accepted part of their culture. Even between family members.

Still, Weiss Schnee was a classy woman! She did not share. Not with anyone. Jaune was hers and hers alone.

"I'm sorry," she said with an utter lack of actual apology in her voice. "I'm afraid I must decline your... generous offer. I appreciate that you find the idea of joining us to be so appealing, however I just don't feel it would be appropriate."

"Oh come on. Why not?"

"Don't you already have Blake for that sort of thing? You just said as much." Weiss was not about to dare repeat Ruby's name, however.

Truth be told Weiss would have never have suspected that Yang and Blake were an item. Blake had always seemed to be into Sun. But Yang, she had never shown interest in anyone in particular. So maybe it shouldn't have been so surprising to find out that she was into both boys and girls.

Weiss couldn't blame the girl either. She knew that she was the most beautiful girl in their circle of friends. It only made sense for Yang to be attracted to her if she was attracted to girls. She understood why the blonde was propositioning her and Jaune for a three-way.

"Yeah, well, Blake has a headache and so went off to go read where she can have some peace and quiet. The last thing she wants right now is to be on the receiving end of these fists."

Weiss' eyes widened. She briefly glanced down to the lower half of her body before looking back up to Yang. No way. There was absolutely no way she would ever agree to anything like that. She had a hard enough time fitting Jaune inside. Fists? Those were absolutely out of the question.

"The answer is still no," Weiss stated with finality. She had had enough of this awkward conversation. "Now if you'll excuse me, I must be leaving. I'm late to see Jaune already as it is."

Not waiting for Yang to continue pressuring her, Weiss opened the door and left without looking back. She decided that while she may not have been Jaune's first, she could still be his best. She would rock his world this night and every other night until she was the only girl he would ever remember or need.

Yang Xiao Long was not used to taking "no" for an answer. Much like her father had once told her, she saw that the simplest way to overcoming a problem was to go straight through it. While that may not have always been the best option in a fight, it would certainly work for a stubborn girl who for some reason did not want to spar with her.

Walking down the hall to the room where she knew Weiss and Jaune would be, Yang could not help but wonder what had gotten into her teammate. What was so special about Jaune that Weiss wanted him all to herself? How had those two grown so close as of late? Was it really because of the whole life saving incident? Was there some other side of Jaune that she was not privy to, but Weiss was?

Regardless of what the answer was, Yang was not about to sit back and let that pint-sized girl dictate what Jaune could and could not do. He was his own man. He may have for some reason been afraid to disrupt his regular routine with Weiss, but if she barged in and gave the other girl no choice, then Jaune would be spared the blame. That was exactly what she planned on doing.

Not even bothering to press her ear against the door to listen this time, and not needing their permission, Yang grabbed the handle and pushed the door open. "Alright, you two. It's time to train and I'm not taking no for an an...swer..."

Upon entering the room, Yang saw that this did not appear to be a typical gym. It wasn't a gym at all. There was almost no open space for sparring. There were no mats. No weights. Nothing. It was just a bedroom. A bedroom with a bed. That made sense, but at the same time, why were they in a bedroom?

"Yang?" Weiss shrieked, her hands moving to cover up the exposed parts of her body. "What are you doing here!"

The most confusing thing, however, was not the fact that this was a bedroom. It was their clothing. Or lack thereof. As Weiss' teammate and roommate, she was used to seeing her in nothing but sky blue bra and panties. Seeing Jaune with her in a similar state of undress, clad in nothing but his boxers though... that was an entirely different story.

"What am I doing?" Yang responded. "What are you doing?"

"Are you serious right now? What does it look like we're doing?"

"Uh... undressing?"

"Duh. Good job, Yang."

Well she didn't have to be rude about it. As upset as Weiss might be by her walking in on them while they were undressed, it wasn't like this was something she hadn't seen before. Except for Jaune, that was. Wow. That boy had filled out nicely. But why was he so adamant about covering up below the waist? He was still wearing boxers, after all.

"And you two are... comfortable like this?"

"Of course we are," Weiss stated matter-of-factly. "It's not like we can do this fully clothed."

Yang supposed that made sense. There was no reason for Weiss to ruin her beautiful dress or get it covered in sweat.

Jaune's hands were still covering below his waist when he chimed in. "Weiss, I thought you told her 'no'."

"I did!"

"Come on, guys," Yang practically begged. "I'm already here. I've got these sweet workout clothes on," she said pointing to the tight black shorts and yellow tank top she wore. "At least let me get one round in."

Weiss and Jaune shared a brief look before Weiss once more spoke. "Yang, I'm flattered. I really am. But a ménage à trois is something that neither of us are comfortable with."

Yang blinked. "A Menagerie what now?"

"Never mind." The girl motioned with her head to the door. "Could you please... leave?"

"Can I at least watch? Maybe you'll change your mind and let me join in when you finish."

The two teens looked at each other once more. This time it was Jaune who spoke. "I don't think she's going to leave, Weiss. What should we do?"

The other girl breathed a heavy sigh. "Well I suppose there's no harm in her just watching. I'm already wound up and ready to go, and there's no way I want to hold off until later."

Jaune put a hand on her shoulder. "Are you sure?"

"I am. What about you? Will you be able to perform with an audience?"

He smiled. "You're all the inspiration I need."

Weiss smiled back at him. "You're so sweet."

The blonde girl's eyes narrowed. What in the world were those two talking about? That kind of talk was borderline romantic language if she ever heard it. They had grown way too comfortable and close recently. So much so that they didn't even understand the subtext of their words anymore. If they weren't careful someone might get the wrong idea.

"Alright. Whenever you're ready then, Weiss."

The girl sat down on the bed, her legs slightly spread as she invited Jaune over with a finger.

Jaune stepped over to the girl, and in one of his hands revealed a small square package which he tore open. The item which came out of it made Yang's heart suddenly skip a beat.

"J-Jaune?" she laughed nervously. "Y-you know what that thing is, right? You know that you don't use it to make balloon animals or anything. Right?"

He didn't respond. But now that his hands were no longer covering up below the belt, she saw the stiffness which was protruding from his boxers. Yang could only force out another uncomfortable laugh as she fell back on even more attempted humor. "Is that a longsword in your pocket, or are you just happy to..."

The joke died before it finished leaving her mouth as she realized that Jaune wasn't even wearing pants. Or anything with pockets period.

The last straw was when Jaune placed his hands on Weiss' hips and began to slide her underwear down her legs. "Jaune? Jaune!? What are you doing with her pant- oh no. Oh no..."

Yang's eyes bulged out when the realization finally hit her. Her mind went blank.

"Oh gods! I'm so sorry!"

Putting even Ruby's Semblance to shame, she had never bolted out of a room as quickly as she had right then and there.

Jaune had just about been ready to start when Yang began screaming and rushed out of the room. A blonde blur fled so fast that he did not even have time to comment before she was gone. Instead he looked down to his partner, who was also staring at the door. "Huh. She seemed really into the idea yesterday. Cold feet?"

"I'm not sure," Weiss offered. "However I'm glad she's gone. Now we can finally have some privacy."

He chuckled softly. "I'm surprised you were okay with her watching."

"She and I are used to seeing each other undressed. I think that's perhaps how and why she developed feelings for me."

"I'm glad you turned her down. You're the only one I need in my life, Weiss."

Pale blue eyes narrowed as she looked up at him. "That reminds me, Jaune. You're going to be severely punished for lying to me."

Punished. Jaune knew what that meant. He looked around nervously for any sign of Ilia's whip. Thankfully it did not appear to be present. "What did I lie about?"

"Saying I was your first. Yang told me about you and Pyrrha."

Jaune's brow furrowed in confusion at the accusation. "What? Me and Pyrrha never did anything. I don't know why Yang would tell you something like that."

She looked at him hopefully. "Really?"

"Yeah," he smiled. "One hundred percent honest. The night that Beacon fell Pyrrha did kiss me. It was my first kiss. But we never did anything else beyond that."

"Oh. Well, good." Those loving, hopeful eyes narrowed, and a mischievous smile curled on her lips. "Either way, I'm going to make sure you forget about every other girl tonight. I'll be the only one on your mind."

Weiss reached over to the small table next to the bed and pulled open the built-in drawer underneath. What she pulled out may not have been Ilia's whip, but it was another equally deadly weapon.

Jaune swallowed hard. "Does Blake know you have..." he started before shaking his head slightly. "You know what? Forget it. I know she doesn't."

"Trust me. If what Yang says is true, they're both into way weirder stuff than this. I'm sure it won't be a problem."

Maybe not for Blake. However, Jaune knew he was about to be in for a world of pain. The best kind of pain possible, that was.

Weiss pulled Gambol Shroud apart, forcing the ribbon to make a tight, snapping noise. "This is for making me worry about me not being your first."

"But I didn't do anything! That was all Yang's lies!"

"Regardless, you and I are going to have some fun. Fire up that Aura, Jaune. You're going to need it."

As Weiss began to bind Jaune's hands in the unbreakable ribbon, his mind could only utter three words.

Damn it, Yang!

Ruby enjoyed not doing anything. There was nothing quite like a nice relaxing day of sitting around reading comic books. Sure, with all this free time she could have gone and asked Ozpin about the secrets of her silver eyes. He would probably know about them because he was a millennia old wizard who knew all the secrets about this war they were fighting. But she decided she would do all of that later. She probably wouldn't need that information anytime soon anyway.

As she turned the page, she was distracted by a faint and distant sound coming from outside the door. It was growing closer, and as it did, she realized it was the voice of her sister.

"...nope nope nope Nope Nope NOPE NOPE NOPE NOPE NOPE NOPE NOPE...!"

The door was opened with such force that Ruby thought it might be torn clean off its hinges. Yang entered the room, immediately slamming the door shut behind her. She was visibly shaken. Out of breath. There was terror in those lilac eyes.

Ruby lowered her comic book, giving her sister a curious look. "Yang? I thought you were training with Weiss and Jaune. That was really fast."

Those panic-stricken eyes moved to regard Ruby. The intensity of the stare her sister was giving her sent chills down Ruby's spine. "Ruby. Let me make this perfectly clear. You are not allowed to train with Weiss and Jaune."

"Huh? Why not?"

"Because I'm your big sister and I said so!"

The younger girl's mind was filled with confusion. Defiance too. "Well now you have me interested. Now I wanna do it even more."

Yang's eyes flashed red. "I said never!"

A rebellious pout formed on Ruby's lips. "What are you gonna do? Stop me?"

Those eyes once more flashed, and this time remained a bloody crimson shade. "Yes. I will buy you a very specific kind of belt which will prevent you from... training with them."

The statement prompted the third, and quietest person in the room to chime in. "What's the problem with those two training?" Blake asked.

Yang turned to look at her partner. "Do you remember chapter 16 of Ninjas of Love? The mayonnaise scene?"

Blake's eyes widened, her lips parting slightly before speaking. "No..." she gasped. She then blinked a couple times. "Wait, how do you know about that scene?"

"Not important! What is important is that what Weiss and Jaune were doing was at least 3.5 worse than that."

"I..." the faunus girl began before having to stop to collect her thoughts. "I'm at a loss for words. I have no words."

"I need to go take a shower now after witnessing that," Yang said as she moved toward the bathroom.

"Right. You do that." Blake looked shell-shocked as she sat on her own bed. "By the way, Ruby. Have you seen Gambol Shroud anywhere?"

Ruby stood up, and began walking toward the door. "Nope. Sorry, Blake. But I'll go ask Weiss and Jaune if they have when I see them."

"Yeah. Right. Wait, what?"

Ruby didn't respond, already having left the room. Yang had made her friend's training sound like the coolest, most forbidden thing in the world. It was only natural that she wanted to see what all the fuss was about.

Taking as big of strides as her short legs would allow, Ruby was making great time as she walked down the hall to where she knew her partner and Jaune would be. Upon reaching the door, she heard the faint sounds of exertion from behind. Cracking open the door, she took a peek inside to see what this mystery training entailed.

"Yes, Jaune! Pound me! Pound me harder!"

Ruby blinked. Well. That was new.

She shut the door, and for a moment was silent. It took several seconds for her to be able to conjure up words. "Huh. They're having sex. Nice. I was always rooting for those two."

Not wanting to disturb them in their intimate moment, Ruby began walking back to her own room. "Is that what Yang was so freaked out about? Really? Sex is a natural and beautiful part of life."

Truth be told, she was happy that Weiss and Jaune were having a good time. They needed all the victories they could get at a time like this. And true love conquered all. At least that was what the fairy tales told her.

"I mean, it's just sex," Ruby continued to reason to herself. "And Yang calls me the immature one?"

Obviously Yang was the juvenile one if she couldn't handle something like that. Ruby couldn't wait to tease her childish big sister for being so freaked out by something so simple and harmless.

Author's Note: Well, there you have it. What started out as a simple, cracky one shot spiraled out of control until we finally got here.

While the title may have been "Weiss Doesn't Understand Slang", I think it's safe to say that Yang was truly the ignorant one over the course of the story. A good old bait and switch! I hope you all enjoyed it.

As always, thanks for reading.