AN: Two in one day? I know unprecedented. Anyhow, Ownership of Ruby has not changed in the last eight hours to me so please don't sue. Roosterteeth owns RWBY and all associated materials.

The Reaper's Revenge

It wasn't entirely Ruby's fault that Weiss was about to have an aneurysm. Yang had a rather disturbing attachment to her hair that bordered on childish so she was part to blame. Sure, after hearing from Blake what Yang had done to Ruby, Weiss could sympathize with Ruby for wanting a little vengeance.

After all both Weiss and her sister Winter had been involved in some serious prank wars over their childhood.

So in the end, it wasn't entirely fair for Weiss to blame Ruby for the fact that their bathroom was now a bomb of fury and hatred only contained by the white haired heiress… but Weiss found that it was really, REALLY hard not to blame the little red head right now.

Weiss Schnee sighed loudly as she applied another warding glyph to the bathroom door of her dorm room. Though at this point door was a generous term, the door, along with nearly everything in the bathroom, had long since been immolated to nothingness by Yang after she had looked in the mirror and given the shrillest scream the heiress had ever heard.

"WEISS LET ME OUT!" Yelled Yang through the glyph, her lilac eyes shone with pure fury as she pounded her bare fists against the warding glyph that Weiss held over the doorway. "I NEED TO SPEAK TO MY DEAR SISTER!" Weiss sucked in a breath as the barrier wavered slightly before she managed to redouble her efforts and hold the barrier against another pressure wave of fire and anger.

Huffing in effort, Weiss looked to her right as the dorm room door opened and Blake came in with a plate carrying three cups of a steaming liquid. Placing the plate down on a table, she grabbed one cup and came up to the heiress, motioning for her to open her mouth to drink.

"This tea should accelerate your aura regeneration speed." Said Blake as she tipped the tea into the heiress' open mouth. Smirking slightly at the Weiss' scrunched up face from the tea's bitterness she looked at the bathroom inferno, looking for any sign of Yang. "Is she still going at-"

Before Blake could finish, there was a loud scream of rage and two burning fists smashed against the ward causing it to bend outwards before snapping back in with a crack. Dropping to one knee, Weiss gasped and struck her hand out in an effort to strengthen the barrier. "Wha-… What do you think?" Rasped Weiss in effort as she tried not to burn through her aura too quickly. "How long has Ruby been gone?"

Blake looked over to a clock as she helped Weiss to her feet. "Six hours." Replied the cat eared ninja as Weiss shakily stood up, a look of desperation in her eyes.

"Oum almighty… How long was she supposed to be gone for again?" Asked Weiss as a few hits rocked the ward and the room around it. Blake looked to Weiss with a pitying look in her eyes as she answered.

"Three days."

If Weiss had the energy to cry at that moment she was certain she would have. Another roar of fury echoed from the bathroom and Weiss' eyes snapped to it with a furious anger burning behind those pale blue eyes. "OH SHUT UUUUUUUUP!" Screeched Weiss as she made a series of hand gestures.

The ward gained another three layers and from somewhere in the inferno a loud snap sounded as icy mist and cold air swirled in the inferno in an elemental battle for dominance. Eventually the ice began to push the fiery inferno backwards until ice covered the doorway and all noise from within the bathroom ceased.

Raising an eyebrow at the panting and wobbly heiress, Blake voiced her thoughts. "Why didn't you do from the start?" Asked Blake as she helped the heiress to her bed and grabbed another cup of the tea, handing it the nearly delirious heiress.

Downing the cup in one swift gulp, Weiss pursed her lips at the bitter taste and glanced to Blake with a look of slight concern on her face. "I was not entirely sure Yang would survive without any permanent damage." Snapped the heiress as she reduced the wards back to the original one with a flick of her wrists.

Blake gave the heiress a cautious look, not sure if she wanted to ask her next question. "Well… will she?" Asked Blake cautiously as she grabbed the last cup and held it in reserve for the white haired, icy heiress.

Weiss shrugged nonchalantly and grabbed the third cup and downed it like the second cup. "Hell if I know; at this point I don't care." Replied Weiss in a rather undignified fashion as she leaned back with a content sigh now that the ward wasn't being constantly stressed. Blake, on the other hand, took a cautious couple steps backwards, immensely glad that the little red reaper's vengeance for the cat eared nine of RWBY had only been to replace Blake's normal alarm with an alarm that had dogs barking.

Hearing the sound of the door opening, both sane members of RWBY looked to see Pyrrha dressed in her uniform in the doorway. "I heard screaming, is everything o...kay?" Asked Pyrrha, extending the last word with a raised eyebrow as she caught sight of the wall of ice that was the bathroom door. What happened here? Asked Pyrrha with a small amount of awe as Weiss fell onto her back with an almighty and unheiress like sigh.

"Yang is… indisposed right now." Started Blake as she took a glance at the tired heiress cautiously. "She suffered an accident and we had to keep her under control." Continued Blake as she gestured to the wall of ice and the ward glyph on its surface. "It was more difficult than anticipated."

Pyrrha hmmmed in thought, "Strange, Nora suffered an accident this morning as well." Started the red haired Spartan, making the other two girls tense. Pyrrha chuckled a little bit as she remembered the scene. "Apparently someone replaced Nora's normal grenades with glue grenades, she fired once and it exploded in chamber and covered her in a quick drying resin. Ren is with her in the infirmary right now." Noticing the other tow girls' stares, Pyrrha looked to them with an inquisitive look. "What? Do you know something about it?"

Blake and Weiss exchanged a glance before shrugging and giving Pyrrha a quick run down on the whole situation. By the end Pyrrha was fluctuating somewhere between a light blush and a deathly paleness. "Oh my…" Stated Pyrrha numbly as she reached out for the desk to her left to hold herself up. "I guess Ruby certainly is thorough… but you mean to tell me that she…"

"Yep." Stated Blake stoically. She had trouble believing it at first as well but she had seen it herself.

"As in…" Started Pyrrha, only to be cut off.

"Yes, yes she did." Said Weiss as she stood, her knees wobbling slightly before Weiss straightened and stretched a little. "Now you understand why I would rather just keep Yang on ice until Ruby can return and deal with her monster of a sister." Stated Weiss as she crossed her arms.

Pyrrha shook her head and sighed sadly. "I find myself agreeing with you on that." Said Pyrrha as some color returned to her face and she recovered. "Still, I can't believe Ruby would do that to her sister; to cut-"

With a thunderous crack, Yang's icy prison exploded outward with the concussive force of a bomb. The largest piece smashed Weiss into with the speed of a runaway freight train and threw her into the opposite wall of the dorm as a smaller one nicked Blake across the back of the head, making the Faunus girl collapse to the ground in unconsciousness. Only Pyrrha escaped unscathed, though she sorely wished she hadn't.

Standing in the doorway was Yang. Her sleepwear was frosted over and some icicles hung from various places on her body. Her lilac eyes were burning with a fury that seemed fathomless to Pyrrha and made her knees a little weak just staring at them. However, all of those little facts paled in comparison to one other fact. Yang's normally lengthy mane had been cut down to a length more befitting of Nora's hair and even worse the hair was dyed a deep inky black that occasionally burned away to reveal blonde strands.

Pyrrha hissed in pain as her bronze headdress heated up from Yang's semblance. Clutching at the piece and throwing it to her side, she paled as Yang turned to look at her eyes shining with fury and an unspoken message of, move or die.

"Uhhhh…" stuttered Pyrrha as she backpedaled quickly, hands groping for the door handle. "Hey, look at the time I gotta go… go." Grasping the door handle, Pyrrha turned as she opened the door but was too slow. Before Pyrrha could even take a step, Yang was on her and Pyrrha's world exploded in a flash of pain and fire as she was launched forward through her dorm room door by a lightning quick punch. The last thing Pyrrha heard was Yang's scream of "RUBY!" Before the dark blanket of unconsciousness took her.

Glynda Goodwitch sighed as she tried desperately not to have an aneurysm in the smoking and smoldering ruins of the battlefield that was Team RWBY's dorm room. A coupled of third years medical students were attending to Weiss, Blake, and Pyrrha. Each of the three first years were wrapped in bandages and had more ice packs on them than they had days here at Beacon.

"So to clarify…" Started Glynda as she shot each of the students her practiced death glare. "Miss Rose cut and dyed Miss Xiao Long's hair and that made her go into such a rampage that Miss Schnee here had to contain her for SIX HOURS before using an untested and potentially lethal glyph to suppress Miss Xiao Long for TEN MINUTE?" Asked the current headmaster of Beacon as all three of the girls before her looked to each before nodding.

"That about sums up how much interaction we had with her." Answered Weiss; only slightly being ashamed of the tongue-lashing she was receiving.

"Then I am also to believe that she went on such a rampage, that she battle and defeated three second year teams, at the same time," Glynda made sure to stress the last bit and was slightly alarmed to see that none of the girls were even surprised by that. "And then attempted to board an airship, in flight, before being sedated with enough tranquilizers to take down a fully grown Nevermore?" Asked Goodwitch, her voice drenched with disbelief. "And suffered no ill effects?" She added in an attempt to get a reaction.

Her only response was for Miss Belladonna to shrug, "She REALLY likes her hair." Replied the middle girl as both girls on either side of her nodded sagely in agreement.

Glynda just stood there and stared at the three before sighing and rubbing her face. "I don't know whether to promote Miss Xiao Long for her fighting capabilities or detain her in detention for the rest of her tenure her at Beacon." Quietly complained Goodwitch as she fought down the now growing migraine.

Waving her hand at the three girls, Glynda dismissed them to go to the infirmary for more thorough treatment, in any case she was going to need more tranquilizers to be sure; both for Miss Xiao Long and for herself if this kept up.

AN: So, I am sorry to say that this isn't me saying that I am going to continue this piece. Sorry guys, but I feel that a Good Night's Sleep has run it's course, but I did want to put something funny involving Ruby's revenge in so this little piece was born. So in any case, have a wonderful day, night, or any other time applicable to you. Cheers!