Weiss Schnee thought she'd have a normal day. It was early evening, and she had just finished her regular studying routine in the library. Her intention was to return to the dorm to drop off her books, before meeting up with her team for dinner.

A perfectly normal day, with nothing crazy or unexpected happening.

This plan was immediately forgotten when Weiss saw the two identically dressed figures standing in front of the dorm entrance. Upon making eye contact with one of them, the heiress immediately bolted.

The two figures however, reacted even faster. Before Weiss could take more than two steps, they had surrounded her. Weiss moved her hand to Myrtenaster, despite knowing full well that there was no way in hell that she could possibly win.

"Ms. Schnee-" One of them, a tall woman with fiery red hair and a pair of massive gauntlets strapped to her forearms, inclined her head. "-we humbly request your assistance in a certain matter-"

"No way!" Weiss shouted, trying to dart to the left in an attempt to escape. This was quickly quashed when the other individual, a tall man with silver hair and burning red eyes, effortlessly read her movements and stepped right in front of her. Weiss felt herself bounce off the man's body, which was as hard as steel. "Gah-!"

"Careful lil' Weiss." The man said, effortlessly catching the heiress and helping her to her feet. "I don't want you to hurt yourself."

"You're not giving me a choice are you?" Weiss could tell that there was no way she was escaping these two.

Weiss' two assailants shared a glance, before returning their gaze to Weiss and simultaneously shaking their heads.

"Alright." Weiss physically slumped, resigning herself to her fate. "What do you guys want?"

"To talk." The female said. "But perhaps we can accompany you to dinner? Perhaps your team mates can help us with this...issue."

"Plus, I'm bloody starving." The man added, only to get smacked by his partner. "Ow!"

Weiss wondered exactly how this dinner would go down.

Sadly enough, she had no clue.

"Uhhh Weiss." Yang looked at the two newcomers who sat on either side of the heiress. The male was tucking into the cafeteria food with gusto, while the female was eating with a more regal manner. "Who are these two?"

"Fenris Iscariot." The lady inclined her head towards the brawler. "At your service."

"Ferris-burp-Iscariot." The man said, giving Yang a friendly wave. "If you need help just holler."

"Yang Xiaolong." Yang bumped her chest, flashing the two of them a smile. "Nice to meetcha!"

"Weiss." Blake hissed, her eyes trained on the two individuals. As a former White Fang member, Blake naturally recognised the legendary duo. Their reputation was feared all throughout Remnant. "Are they-"

"No." Weiss replied, giving Blake what she hoped was a reassuring look. "They're here on personal business."

Ruby had not spoken at all throughout the meal, her eyes glued to Fenris' massive gauntlets. Fenris, noticing the girl's gaze, gave Ruby a soft smile.

"You like my weapons do you?" Ruby tore her eyes away from the weapons to look at Fenris, before nodding furiously. "You have a good eye little one." Fenris held her right hand out, giving Ruby a better view of the weapon. "Would you like to touch it?"

"Can I?!" Ruby's eyes begun to sparkle, her hands moving slowly to caress the weapon in front of her. Fenris, seeing the little girl's reaction, chuckled.

"How can I refuse someone with such passion?" Fenris replied, watching as Ruby examined every inch of her weapon. "What do you think?"

"Is this a-" Ruby launched into a bunch of very technical and highly specialised terminology. Fenris, not expecting such an in-depth and high-level analysis, was momentarily taken aback. She quickly regained her composure however.

"Yes, I adjusted the-" The two girls immediately launched into a fervent discussion, with Fenris pointing out the adjustments she had made, and Ruby giving her own opinion and insight.

"Oh man." Ferris chuckled, dropping his spoon and fork onto his plate and letting out a sigh of content. "You've flipped her switch. When Fenris starts talking about weapons, she can go all night long."

"Ruby's the same." Blake said, deciding to engage in some small talk, if only to hide her anxiety. "She really loves her weapons."

"Yeah...I could never understand that." Ferris pulled a flask of tea from seemingly nowhere, before pouring himself a cup. "Tea?"

Blake could smell the aroma emitting from the cup. She recognised it as being Iron Requiem, one of the highest quality teas from Menagerie. Getting that quality of tea was said to be nigh-impossible, without contacts.

"You know what, you look like someone who'd appreciate a good cuppa." Ferris pushed his cup of tea towards Blake, while pulling out another cup for himself. "I'm more of reader then Fenris here is. For me, nothing beats a good novel and a cup of hot piping tea."

"Mmmhmm." Blake hummed her approval at Ferris' view, whilst taking a sip from the cup. She resisted the urge to shiver in ecstasy. The tea was that good. "What novels do you read? Adventure and action?"

"Funnily enough, I try to avoid those. Reminds me too much of real life, except not all heroes live and not all villains lose." Ferris sipped his tea, seemingly unaffected by the downer he had just said. "I prefer comedies and romance novels."

Blake felt her other set of ears perk up at 'romance novels'. "Really? Which ones?"

"Hmm...the Faunus and the Dog is an all time favorite. Loved the movie adaptation, which is pretty unusual for me. Flipside was pretty good as well, though the secondary heroine was the most annoying thing ever. Though my personal favorite is-" Ferris glanced at Fenris to make sure she was still occupied. "-Ninja's of Love."

Blake blinked, not sure if she had heard right. Judging from the light blush on Ferris' cheeks however, she had.

"I-I like that series as well!" Blake blurted out, amazed that she had found a fellow fan. "I especially like-"

"You do?!" Ferris' eyes widened, a massive grin growing on his face. "I like them too! Do you remember the part where-"

The two of them immediately launched into a heated comparison of notes, using terms such as 'ships', 'lemons' and 'quality literature' continuously.

"Well that was...unexpected." Yang glanced at Weiss, who looked extremely uncomfortable. "Anyway, you didn't say who these guys are."

"They're from the SDC's private military wing." Weiss replied, looking resigned. "To be exact, they're my older sister's direct subordinates who do all the work that she can't do."

"Your older sister? The one you wanted bunk beds with?"

"Yes." Weiss inwardly winced at the memory. She wasn't sure why she'd mentioned that to her team. "Winter Schnee. My older sister and the head of the SDC's security wing."

"Sounds like a scary woman." Yang commented, munching on a carrot.

"She is. She passed Atlas military training before she joined the company. My father, in order to ensure that she was capable, sent her on numerous missions all across Remnant. Many of them ended with her trading blows with notable Huntresses and Huntsmen. As far as I know, she never lost."

"Scratch that. She sounds like a very scary woman." Yang said, not sounding all that scared. "I'd like to meet her."

"I-" Weiss briefly imagined what it would be like if Winter met Yang. It wasn't a nice scene. "Maybe one day. In the far future."

"Mmm, cool with me." Yang said, already bored with the topic. "Though, why are your-"

"Yaaaang, guess what!" Ruby said, interrupting her older sister. "Fenris said she'd take a look at Crescent Rose for meee!"

"Your sister is quite the mechanic." Fenris told Yang. "I haven't met very many people who can properly analyse my weapon, and especially not as young as your sister. She has a bright future in front of her."

"Aww thank you you're far too kind…" Ruby continued to mutter illegible words, all the while blushing and shifting uncomfortably.

"That's great Rubes!" Yang grabbed her sister into a hug, nearly suffocating the girl in the process. "If you can't be a huntress, you can become a weapon's mechanic instead!"

"But I wanna be a huntressss!" Ruby whined. Fenris, watching the scene unfold in front of her, let out a light laugh.

"You have good teammates, Ms. Schnee." Fenris commented, glancing at Blake, who was still animately discussions books with Fenris. "They will be your friends for a long time."

"Thank you Fenris." Weiss looked at the older woman. Fenris was everything Weiss aspired to be. A powerful Huntress with a regal aura and natural charisma. "Now then, you were going to tell me why you're at Beacon?"

"Ah." For an instant, Fenris looked uncomfortable. Reaching over, she lightly jabbed Ferris' arm to get his attention. "Well you see Ms. Schnee, we need your help."

"My help?" Weiss asked, sounding incredulous. "What could I possibly do to help you?"

"Well…" Fenris paused, trying to find the correct words. "It's a rather delicate situation that Ferris and I are ill-suited to resolve…"

"Your sister wants to get married." Ferris said bluntly. "And we need to find her a fiance."

And just like that, the atmosphere at the table changed dramatically.

Hiya! Ferris here. I felt like writing a more...'light-hearted' fic after all my other fics. This one will be using the Winter Knight pairing that I found when I read the Winter Knight fic written by TheMAO17. It's a good fic, so check it out! Anyway, happy reading and I hope you enjoy this fic.

Ferris