This is a real-life AU, but faunus DO exist.

This is posted today because it's Monty's day. This fic is dedicated to him. We love you, Monty!

Weiss raised her glass of water. "I'm glad you could make it."

The man smiled and clinked the two crystal clear glasses together. "I wouldn't have missed it for the world."

She feigned a smile, something she was an expert at by this point. "Good to hear."

Your tie looks like a piece of shit, Weiss thought. Honestly, why was he allowed in with that get-up?

It had been several hours into the party at that point. Weiss could only take the hostess role for so long, even though it's what she'd been trained to do since she was little.

The endless rules of being a hostess included the basics like: talk to every guest, be kind, be accommodating, never refuse a dance, table manners, chin up, never slouch, and the number one rule: dress to impress!

No matter how much she didn't want to, Weiss held true to those rules. Presently, she was wearing a summer dress that was white as snow. Her father always made it a point to wear white since it was the color they were known for.

Her earrings were azure blue studs to match her eyes, while her hair was worn down, and not the usual off-center ponytail she normally liked to adorn. The necklace pulled together the outfit nicely since it was the same shade of blue to match.

She and the old man sat at a table near the center of the extravagant room. Weiss had been sitting by herself to catch a break until, like a typical old man, he wandered up to her and sat down.

"What have you been up to, Ms. Schnee?" the guest asked his hostess.

You mean other than pleasing you pedophiles?

"I'm simply enjoying living on the sea every day."

Can I go to my room now?

Of course, Weiss just wished she'd have a few days to herself and to get off the boat for once. She didn't even leave the yacht for school, as she was homeschooled by her father.

She and her father lived on their prized yacht, where they hosted parties. The purpose of these events was to raise money, to have a fun time, or to simply show off their wealth.

The yacht was four stories tall and glazed with snow-white walls and glistening marble floors. The railings were engraved with gold, while each pair of stairs twinkled a sky blue pallor.

The man chuckled. "Who wouldn't want your privileged life?"

Go ahead and take it, she thought. I entertain people like you all the time and it gets boring. Take this role and see how you like it.

"Yes, it's quite nice," she took a sip of her drink, hiding her small, microscopic scowl.

The whole situation was actually fairly complicated. She did feel trapped on the ship, but it was also her home. Where she lived. She had an attachment to it whether she liked it or not, it was all she had known.

A man in a white tuxedo and pale blue tie stood and clinked his glass for the crowd to hear. "I have an announcement."

The guests turned their heads to the man.

"Thank you all for coming," he said.

"Of course, Captain Schnee," some suck-up chirped.

Weiss rolled her eyes when the person spoke. People far and wide called her father 'captain' to show respect. Only she was allowed to address him differently.

"You're very kind," a young woman bowed her head.

"However, a storm is approaching," Captain Schnee continued. "So I suggest leaving Never More soon."

Weiss watched as a man who looked like the spitting image of the monopoly guy stood up and shook the Captain's hand. "Thank you for your hospitality."

Captain Schnee nodded. "Get back home safely."

The white-haired girl was ecstatic. Now these people would leave soon, and she would be able to finally have some time in her floating castle by herself.

"Is that it?" the blonde pointed to a pale blue flag with a white snowflake emblazoned on its fabric.

The ravenette nodded. "Yes, Yang. That's it. The yacht known as Never More."

"Wooooooow!" a brunette stood there in awe. "So that's what it looks like!"

The three stood to the side of the boat in a dark alley way. The ship was anchored to the ocean and a small bridge allowed people to enter and exit from the party.

Yang flipped her hair. "They should've invited us, or we wouldn't be doing this. Right, Blakey?"

Blake nodded. "The inside must look amazing. Do you like it, Ruby?"

"Whoa…" Ruby's eyes were as large as dinner plates as they caught side of the lavish and expensive ship.

"I think that's a yes," Yang smirked. "You got it?"

"Yes," Blake yanked off her backpack and pulled out a rope. "Is it clear?"

Ruby peeked behind the light pole to scan the yacht's entrance, where there were a few security guards. "No, looks like we'll be needing it."

"No problem," Blake twirled the rope a bit to gain momentum. "It's not a difficult shot."

"Wait!" Ruby grabbed the rope before Blake could throw it. "Isn't this wrong?"

Blake lowered the rope. "It's just one night to enjoy ourselves, try not to let it get to you."

"Yeah, Rubes!" Yang beamed a smile. "Don't think of it as trespassing. Think of it as going to another regular party… that we weren't invited to."

Ruby let out an aggravated sigh. "Fineeeee. But we're never doing this again!"

"It's just for tonight," the faunus began to twirl the rope again.

Of course the three would want to go to the party. The Never More's parties were rumored to be the best of the best, and only for the social elite. When the trio caught wind that Captain Schnee would lower anchor in their town, they knew they couldn't waste the chance to explore a world-known yacht.

Blake tossed the rope like an expert, it caught on to one of the golden railings and twisted around firmly.

She smirked, knowing it was a good catch. "I'll go first and make sure it's tight enough for you two."

Yang snickered. "That's what she said."

"Not now," the faunus was in no joking mood.

"Be careful Blake!" Ruby warned. "Don't get hurt."

Blake smirked. "Please. What's the worst that could happen? Get my dress wet?"

"Good point," the brunette admitted.

Blake jumped off the port and swung over to the edge of the railing, where she climbed up faster than a rocket to avoid falling in the ocean.

Yang was impressed and whispered in Ruby's ear. "I guess being part cat really helps."

Blake's ears twitched at the comment. "I heard that!" she yelled when she finished adjusting the knot.

Ruby just giggled.

Blake rolled her eyes and tossed the lengthy rope over to Yang. "It should be good."

Yang tightened her grip on the end. "Jeez, I can't believe we're doing this in dresses and heels."

"Suck it up!" Ruby exclaimed. "We have no choice, do you want to stand out in a crowd of the oh-so important people?"

"Yeah, yeah," Yang playfully rolled her eyes and jumped off the deck, effectively swinging over to the side of the ship. She considered herself lucky that she could pull herself up easily and made it up to Blake with ease.

"Good job," Blake praised and pulled the rope back up. She twirled it once more and Ruby caught it with precision.

"Ehehe," Ruby mumbled nervously. "Stupid lady stilts…"

"You got this, Rubes!" Yang encouraged.

Ruby gulped and yanked on the rope. She swung over to Blake and Yang, but didn't crawl up.

Yang looked over the deck. "What're you doing?!" she asked in a harsh whisper.

Ruby just clung there. "You two are already up there. Just pull me!"

Blake's mouth was agape. "You are such a lazy ass!"

"Do it or I swear I'll let go on purpose!" she looked at the dark water below.

"Okay, okay, jeez," the blonde didn't want to take any chances and pulled her sister up. "You happy?"

Ruby beamed a smile. "Yep!"

Blake's yellow orbs scanned the port. "Well, we made it on. Where is everyone?"

Ruby looked through the window and saw some guests chatting at tables. "Inside. These people can't handle the heat."

"Such pussies," Yang muttered and looked for approval at Blake.

The faunus rolled her eyes at the pun and quickly got to work.

She tip-toed across the deck and made sure no one inside saw her shadow, which was easy since she was wearing all black. In her peripheral vision, she saw an open window at an arm's reach on the side of the yacht.

"Guys! I found our way in!"

Yang and Ruby perked up and followed their friend, even though their stealth was similar to that of an elephant taking a ballet class.

"You want to enter through the window?" Ruby asked in exasperation. "That's weird."

"We swung on a rope to get on the ship," Blake deadpanned. "I'll go first if that makes you feel better."

"Ugh," Ruby whined. "Fine."

"Good luck, kitty cat," Yang sent her a wink.

The faunus used her upper body to pull herself in the foreign room and dropped to the floor with dead silence.

She poked her head out. "It's clear."

Yang nodded and picked up Ruby.

"Wha-what're you doing?!" Ruby yelped.

"Making this faster," Yang aimed her sister at the window and tossed her in.

Ruby yelped and surprisingly landed with ease in Blake's open arms.

Blake protectively covered Ruby's head in case she fell. "I knew she'd pull that stunt."

"Thanks for the save, Blake," Ruby smiled and faintly blushed from the contact.

The faunus reluctantly let her go. "N-no problem."

Ruby got the chance to look around. "Woah… it's dark in here. Where are we?"

Yang soon joined the two and landed with a quiet thud. "Someone turn on the lights."

Blake easily found the light switch with her night vision and flicked them on.

"Woah," Ruby stared at the room in disbelief. "This is just ONE bedroom?!"

Yang saw the king bed with snowflakes on the blankets. "Seems like it. This place is bigger than my entire house."

"It's nice," Blake commented and gazed at a picture frame by the night stand. She held it up to inspect it, the picture was a little girl fishing with an older man. The faunus assumed it was a father and daughter since they looked alike. "Whose room is this?"

"Hell if I know," the blonde shrugged. "Let's get outta here and join the party."

A little while after Captain Schnee's announcement, guests filed out the exit rather slowly. Weiss wished they would move faster so she could drop the facade and get some rest. Being on guard and fake for a few hours gets exhausting.

"Thank you for coming," Weiss flashed a smile at a guest that was leaving.

The young woman shook her hand. "And thank you for the invite, Ms. Schnee. Please tell Captain Schnee we all had a good time."

Weiss bowed her head respectfully. "I'll be sure to tell him."

Yeah right. You and the other one hundred people.

The woman and the last few of the guests left the boat after she bid them farewell. Once she was certain, she slid the door shut and let out a relieved sigh as she leaned on the transparent door.

"Thank you for doing this, Weiss."

Weiss genuinely smiled the first real smile of the night. "It's no problem, dad."

She never had the courage to tell her father she'd like to spend some time off the yacht, for fear she'd make him upset. Her father was one of her only friends besides a few of the guests she actually took a liking to. Her dad had been dead-set on protecting her over the years.

It was her father's unconditional love that kept her from living a normal life, but she loved him nonetheless. She just wished that she had the courage to tell him she wanted to spend time on land, and maybe even live there.

Mr. Schnee watched his daughter take off her jewelry. "I really do appreciate it. Don't bother with anything else tonight and get some rest. I'll handle everything else."

Weiss hugged him. "Thank you."

Tomorrow, she thought. I'll tell him tomorrow.

Mr. Schnee chuckled after the embrace. "I have to admit, you're great at acting," he held out a fist.

The white-haired girl fist-bumped him. "I learn from the best."

"Now go rest," he advised. "It's been a long day."

Weiss headed to the door and before she left said. "I love you."

"I love you too, Weiss," Mr. Schnee smiled.

Several minutes after going to her room, Weiss found something strange.

I could have sworn this frame was angled like this, she tilted it to the side a few centimeters. Huh… Whatever..

Her window then slammed shut, earning a surprised yelp.

The storm must be here.

Just as she was about to change out of her white dress, she felt a slight shift of momentum. It was so slight she thought she was imagining things, but she opened the window regardless and saw that the ship was moving away from the port during the dramatic rainstorm.

Why would dad drive Never More in this weather?

Weiss rolled her eyes at her father's stupidity and headed to the captain's deck. She trudged through the outside in the lightning and wind and finally made it up the stairs.

Before stepping inside, she grabbed a dry towel off the shelves and rubbed her flowing hair through it. When she was done, she threw it around her shoulders and twisted the knob.

"Dad, why are you driving Never More in this weather? It's not-"

Her eyes widened when she realized her dad wasn't the one steering. She quickly got into a defensive position. Her father had taught her a few handy offensive moves, but this might be the first time she'd be forced to use them.

"Who are you people!?"

"Ehehe," the brunette nervously chuckled. "Blake! You said everyone left!"

Blake examined Weiss. "Don't blame me, Ruby! I thought they did!"

After azure and amber orbs met, Weiss thought the girl looked familiar, especially the cat ears.

Why does she look like someone I knew?

She shook off her thoughts and focused on the situation, telling herself she had time to ponder that later.

"Dad and I live on this ship," the white-haired girl informed. "Now, step away from the wheel and no one gets hurt."

The blonde that was steering turned her head around. "Aw, the little princess is threatening us?"

Weiss clenched her jaw in frustration from the nickname.

How DARE they!

"Yang, shut up," the faunus countered and calmly gazed at Weiss. "We just want to take it for a spin."

These people are a whole new level of idiocy!

Weiss was debating what to do in that situation, but the sky answered for her when a bolt of lightning surprised Yang, effectively distracting her. Weiss figured she could take them on, especially since the girls seemed to be around her age.

They have no idea who they're messing with.

The white-haired girl wasted no time and lunged at the blonde that was steering Never More. Before Weiss could attack, Blake threw herself in the line of fire and the two tumbled to the ground. The faunus grunted while she sat on top and straddled the surprisingly strong girl.

"Oh, you're feisty!" Yang exclaimed. "Mama like!"

Weiss kept thrashing around underneath Blake's grip to no avail.

Damn! How could I have underestimated them?!.

"Yang shut up and focus on steering!" Blake yelped as Ruby threw her the rope.

Blake pinned her down and tied the rope around Weiss' hands.

Weiss didn't stop squirming under her grip. "You three are so going to prison for this!"

Blake got off her and stared out the window, gazing at the vast ocean that began to turn violent. "Yeah, yeah."

Weiss was beyond pissed as she continued to squirm around on the floor. The knot was tight, and just as she was about to give up, something rolled directly in her hand from behind.

What's this?

Weiss grasped the object and it felt sharp. She held back a whimper as one of the shards pierced her fingers.

A broken bottle. Perfect timing.

Her father had often drank glass coke bottles if the yacht was on autopilot. She figured it had fallen off one of the shelves when the crooks snuck in, but didn't ponder too long and started to cut through the rope.

"How far out are we taking this thing anyways?" Ruby asked her friends.

Yang casually turned the wheel. "Till we get tired of it I guess."

Weiss scowled. "You're stealing Never More because you're bored?! In the middle of a storm no less!"

"We'll bring it back," Blake assured. "Just give us a few minutes."

A few minutes my ass! No one steals my home!

Weiss was fuming on adrenaline and needed to think on her feet, so she devised a plan.

Blake noticed Weiss looked downcast. "Everything's okay. We won't hurt you."

"It's not that," the white-haired girl said as tears threatened to spill over. "It's… it's…"

Blake was concerned and bent down to Weiss. "What is it?"

Got her.

Weiss hid a smirk and threw her arm up, slamming the bottle on the back of Blake's head. The faunus had no time to react and collapsed to the floor with droplets of blood streaking down her face.

Ruby rushed over to her downed companion and gave Weiss a dirty look. "Blake!"

Blake remained unresponsive.

"You're the one's stealing my ship!" Weiss retorted and shot up on her feet. She made sure to hold the jagged piece of glass as a weapon and held it out. "Last warning. Get away from the wheel."

"Woah!" Yang exclaimed. "Someone's a surprise badass," she smirked, already taking a liking to the girl.

Weiss couldn't stand how calm the blonde was during the situation. She lunged at her, hoping to wipe the smirk off her face, but Yang acted swiftly and knocked the shards out of her grasp with her foot. Weiss grunted in pain and when she did, Yang took the opportunity to twist her around and held her hands behind her back.

"Rubes, take the wheel!"

Ruby reluctantly left Blake and took control. "O-okay!"

Weiss kept squirming to get out of Yang's iron grip, but she was too strong.

"Take a seat, princess," Yang smirked when she knew Weiss was no longer a threat. "A little thing like you can't take me on."

As if!

Weiss jabbed her pointy elbow as hard as she could into Yang's generous bust. The blonde immediately let go of Weiss and held her breast in agony.

"That was… a cheap shot!"

Weiss jumped away and it was her turn to smirk when she had won that round. When she was about to go for round two, Ruby said. "Ugh… guys."

A familiar voice found its way into the conversation. "What?"

Yang abandoned the fight and went over to the downed faunus. "Thank god you're alright."

Blake gripped her head in pain. "Enough about me, what is it Ruby?"

"Cliff!"

"WHAT!?" Weiss shrieked and pushed the brunette to the side.

She tried to change direction with all her might, but the ocean's violent waves were far too powerful as it pushed the yacht closer to the cliff. It would crash directly at this rate.

The other three grabbed the wheel and tried to help Weiss steer the ship out of its path, but it was for naught.

"We're yacht going to make it!" Yang pulled her hair out in frustration.

"Really?" Blake was unimpressed. "NOW? Dammit, Yang!"

"PUNS TILL THE END, MOTHERFU-"

You may be wondering… Why name the ship Never More? 1) It's a grimm 2) That's the song title that came up as I was writing this and 3) It's ironic as hell.

Who doesn't love irony?

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