She threw her hands in the air at her team leader. "For the last time, I haven't had a burger before! What's wrong with that? It's a piece of overglorified beef slapped in between some crummy lettuce, a poor excuse for cheese, and two loafs of what they call bread!"

"But Weiss, burgers are everywhere! How have you not tried one in your life?"

"If I ever received such a drab item for a meal, I would throw it back in my servant's face. And they would thank me for it." She crossed her arms with a 'hmph.'

"That has to be the most one percent thing I've heard in my life," Blake interjected from her bed, eyes flashing gold between the two participants in the argument, mirth betraying her voice.

"Rubes has a point, Weiss. Burgers are everywhere," Yang piped up from her bed atop of her partner's, eyes reflecting the flashes and colors of a game on her scroll as she spoke.

"I don't see what the big deal is! So what if I haven't tried a greasy slab of meat!"

"It's not just that Weiss! You've never had the feeling of taking the first bite, the flavor taking control of your brain and mouth and mmmmmmm…. It's like the best thing ever…" Ruby reverted to her swooning self, closing her eyes as if she were savoring the taste right then and there.

"Ugh. That's ridiculous."

Snapping out of it, Ruby stomped her foot, childish pouting coming on. "It's not ridiculous! You just haven't experienced the sheer power of the burger!"

Weiss shook her head as she started to count on her fingers. "No burger could compete with the fine cuisine that I've had in my life. Caviar as a snack, creme brulee for breakfast, baby lobster for lunch and chicken cordon bleu for dinner," Ruby gasped, but Weiss didn't seem to notice as she continued. "… No hunk of meat between some bread could ever compete with food of that caliber."

"You… you ate a baby lobster? How could you!? It was but a small, little one…" Her eyes were watering, lips trembling, and Weiss rolled her eyes.

"Oh, come on Ruby. You cry when people kill lobsters, but not when they kill cows for beef?"

She was still making little motions in the air as if she were holding the young lobster, but Weiss' question snapped her out of it. "Wha- They don't kill cows for beef!"

Yang froze up, but nobody in the room noticed as Weiss took on an exasperated tone. "What? Of course they do! Where do you think they get it, from the sky?" She yelled, the young girl's lack of worldly knowledge flustering at best.

Her innocence shined through. "Yeah!" Weiss twitched for a second, facepalmed, and Blake snickered behind her book. "That's where Yang says we get it! Right Yang!?"

Watery silver and fierce blue were both directed towards wide, awkward lilac, and they blinked a few times. "Uh… well Rubes… you see…"

Gunmetal went wide. "Y-Yang?"

"Uh… Weiss… Weiss is right. Beef doesn't actually... come from the sky, Rubes." Her puppy-eyes went even wider, and even Blake, who hated puppies, felt a twinge of pity for the girl. Yang tried to mend the wound. "Sorry?"

A few seconds of silence elapsed. But it wasn't to be, as Ruby broke the silence.

"UWAAAAAAAAAA!" She plopped down tushie first, and just… started bawling.

"Ruby Rose, stop crying! It's a fact of life, you…" She was about to continue her scolding when Ruby looked up at her with wide eyes, still watering. "... poor thing."

After another good thirty seconds, she stood up and pointed an index finger at her older sister, vaguely reminiscent of an accusatory position in a badly staged television show. "Why didn't you tell me earlier?"

"You asked me when you were seven! You would've been scarred for life!"

"I still am!" She sniffed. "But they're so tasty…" Suddenly, she regained composure, and pointed the same finger. "Then what about fish? And pork? And, and, and lamb! Cute little lambs..."

Yang just pursed her lips. Suddenly, she jumped down from her bed, poked Blake with a finger, and jumped back up onto her bed. "I'm taggin you in, partner!" She said.

Blake just looked up as if she could see through the mattress. "I am not going to explain to your sister about how we obtain our meat. That's your job, 'partner.'"

"Come on Blake, help a girl out! Please?" Ruby was starting to inch closer with each step with death in those gunmetal eyes, and Yang's voice went a bit higher. "Help?"

"Good luck," she said as she returned to her book.

"Yang… Tell. Me. The truth." Ruby was now at Yang's bedside, her small, diminutive shadow seemingly casting a longer shadow than it should over that side of the room.

"Ruby, please don't hurt me." Weiss was shocked by the sight of Yang being scared of Ruby; things usually went the other way around when it came to… Well, anything else, she thought.

"If you tell me the truth, I'll spare you." A slight pause. "Maybe."

Yang gulped and opened up her mouth to speak, but Weiss interrupted her. "Ruby, meat comes from livestock that we kill for sustenance. It's as simple as that."

Grateful for her interjection, Yang thanked her with a smile and a nod of her head as she continued. "Yeah! Nothin' to be sad about, Rubes."

"So we kill the animals."

"Eyup."

"For stuff like beef and pork?"

"Eeeyup."

"... Where do they go when they die?"

Weiss was absolutely flabbergasted. First the girl didn't know that meat came from animals, and then she believed in some sort of magical afterlife for them? She facepalmed. "They don't go any-"

"They go to a nice place, with meadows full of green grass and blue skies." Blake spoke with her eyes on Ruby, watery gunmetal meeting gold. Weiss and Yang both opened their mouths to interject, but Blake kept talking. "It's nothing bad, really."

"Really? They go to a better place?"

"Yes, they do." Blake didn't mention the fact that she had just really made this up on the spot because this whole conversation was disturbing her concentration, but she put on a slight smile. "Trust me."

"I… I trust you." Ruby's smile met her own. "Thanks Blake."

"Yeah, no proble-" Ruby thwumped her in a hug, startling the cat faunus as she was stuck in the awkward position of still holding her book while Ruby was half-wrapping her arms around her body. Letting go quickly, much to Blake's relief, she stood back up again, noticeably fine.

"Alllrighty! Now that that's settled, let's get you a burger, Weiss!" The heir-apparent opened her mouth, but Ruby just dragged her out of the room in a puff of dust, door still swinging as Yang looked down at Blake, still reading her book.

"Ooookay, so why'd you lie to her?"

Blake shrugged. "You two didn't know how to handle the situation. So I came in."

"You just lied!"

"It was a white lie. And I solved the problem, didn't I?"

Yang sighed, and jumped down from the bed. "Yeah, but still… if she finds out that that was another lie, we might as well say goodbye to each other."

"I don't know how I will go on without you," she deadpanned. Yang rolled her eyes and went to the doorway. Upon seeing that Blake still wasn't moving, she asked her.

"You don't wanna come with?"

"No."

"It's gonna be great though! Think about it." She brought her hand in a wide arc. "Weiss Schnee, heiress to the Schnee Dust Corporation, gorging herself on the greasiest burger we can find. Imagine her reaction when she even sees it!"

That thought did entertain Blake, but it wasn't quite enough. She looked back down at her book, and Yang kept trying to convince her.

"I'll get you some tuna at the Rem-mar-"

"Well why didn't you say so?" She put a bookmark to hold her place, and got out of bed so quickly Yang wasn't sure if she teleported or not as she zoomed to Yang's side. "I mean, if we have the time then sure. I'll go," regaining her composure but visibly excited by the prospect of fish.

"I can play you like a fiddle, Blakey." Yang nodded her head as she nudged Blake out of the room, laughing all the while.

This'll be a short story, maybe two or three chapters long. I use this as a way to clear my mind of writers block most of the time, and I decided that this, by itself, makes an alright starting chapter.

'Sides, I love writing stuff like this. Just friendshippy goodness... why can't the world have more?