"I'm gonna fight her." She drawled, stumbling towards the tower and pointing a finger at the little ball of light at the top.

"You're not going to fight her Pyrrha." Jaune breathed through tightened lips. "You're drunk."

"Iiiiiiiiiiiiiii'm gon' fight her!" Pyrrha nodded happily.

"She's a maiden. Or whatever. What do you think is going to happen if you fight her?"

"Iiiiiiiiiiiiiii'm gon' kill her! Cause she's a bitch!" Pyrrha's eyes shot wide as she said the word. "Oh, I'm sorr- hic!"

"Pyrrha don't fight her. You'll get yourself hurt."

"But I waaaaaaanna!" She whined.

"No Pyrrha."

"Pleaaaaase?"

"No Pyrrha. We're going to go back to the dorm, you're going to drink some water, and you're going to sleep."

"Mmm, you wanna join me?" Pyrrha looked up at him through half lidded eyes. He sighed heavily.

"Pyrrha, you're dru-" He was interrupted but the very loud sound of Pyrrha being sick. It sounded like a dying velociraptor giving birth. On his shoes. He was wearing his nice ones too, with the little L and R that signified which shoe went on which foot. He hoped those didn't rub off when he cleaned them.

Pyrrha continued for a little bit of time. Jaune checked his watch. Looked around. No one was there. Of course no one was there. Why would anyone be there? They were literally dying.

Pyrrha finished up with a few dry retches. Jaune crossed his arms as she stood back up. She looked sheepish.

"M'be I shouldn't fight 'er."

"Yep."

"But we can still have se-" This time, Pyrrha interrupted herself when she was sick.

"You done?" Pyrrha held up a finger as she wiped her mouth. She put her hands on her knees and took a few deep breaths.

"Yeah," She slowly rose, then stumbled to the side. "Lez go back to the bed-place."

"Bed-place?"

"Yeah, the one with the beds."

"Come on," Jaune sighed again and stepped beside Pyrrha, draping her arm across his shoulders and holding her side. "Let's get you to bed."

"Mmhmm," We took a few wobbly steps together. "Hey Jaune?"

"Yeah?"

"Thankssss. I mean, you do a you do lots for me."

"Yeah."

"And I think I do a loooo fur ya tuh."

"Yep."

"Aaaaand,"

"And?"

She grabbed his face and pulled him into her. She kissed him on the mouth, but all it tasted like was bile, beer, and brisket. Good to know what she had for dinner.

"Gross," He mumbled as he extricated himself from her grip.

"Kay, shhhhho I've done something for you now."

"Something's a word for it."

"Can you do something for me?" Her voice piqued at the end and she gave him a bright smile.

"I'm not letting you fight her."

"But Jaaaaaauuuuuuuune,"

"No,"

"Please?"

"No."

"I'll let you tie me-"

"Jesus Pyrrha, no!"

"... I mean I'd let you do that anyways."

"So very not okay."

"Can I fight her though?"

"Ozpin fought her. If he died, you'd be fucked."

"I've been asking to be that all night."

"... Pyrrha? You see that rocket locker over there?"

"No,"

"Right there. That we are literally standing right beside."

"No, we're standing left beside it."

"Okay, but you see it now."

"Them."

"Them?"

"Yeah, there's like four of them."

Jaune sighed.

"Okay Pyrrha. If you don't shut up and let me put you to sleep, I'm going to throw you in that locker and send it to Vale." He gave her a stern look, and she lowered her eyes.

"Jaune?"

"Yeah?"

"SEMBLANCE BITCH!" She yelled and shoved him backwards, pinning him into the locker with her semblance.

"SONOFA-"

"I'M GONNA FIGHT HER!" Pyrrha screamed back, pressing random buttons on the pad. He felt the rockets start to warm up.

"PYRRHA I SWEAR IF YOU DON'T-" He seethed, but she was turning away and skipping down the stones.

"I'm gonna fight her!" Pyrrha giggled, then tripped and fell flat on her face.

That was the last time Jaune Arc saw Pyrrha Nikos.


A/N:

Welcome to DRWBY! Drunk rwby! I shall be re-write different scenes with more alcohol and less PG. Up next: how entire team happened.

But actually, just going to write these as short little spin-offs where the plot doesn't change, but the way the plot happens does. Let me know if you all like it, or if it's dumb and should never be repeated.

Cheers,

-Unjax