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In the cozy confines of their dorm room, Team RWBY lounged about, each absorbed in their own thoughts. Yang busied herself with organizing the upcoming dance, her irritation palpable as she shuffled papers and muttered under her breath. Meanwhile, Weiss floated on a cloud of bliss, her mood starkly contrasting Yang’s.
“Ugh… I can’t believe no guy has asked me to the dance!” Yang exclaimed, throwing her hands up in frustration. “Even that creep Neptune hasn’t made a move!”
Weiss, practically glowing with smug satisfaction, replied, “Well, of course he didn’t ask you! He asked me! And he’s not a creep—he’s a romantic gentleman.”
Yang rolled her eyes dramatically. “Sure he is… Well, I guess I can hang out with you, Blake, and—”
“Sun asked me,” Blake interjected calmly, cutting Yang off mid-sentence.
“Seriously?!” Yang’s voice rose in disbelief.
Blake shrugged nonchalantly. “We’re going as friends… Then we’ll probably have friend sex.”
Yang’s jaw dropped. “What—?!”
“That was a joke,” Blake clarified, a faint smirk tugging at her lips. “Probably.”
“Well… I mean, going alone is fine,” Yang grumbled, her tone deflating. “I’m organizing the stupid thing, after all…” She glanced at her younger sister. “Ruby, you don’t have a date, right?”
Ruby fidgeted, twisting her fingers nervously. “Um, well… Sky Lark from Team CRDL kind of, sort of, might have asked…? But I don’t really know him outside of gaming, so, uh… I said no?”
Yang’s expression fell. “…Oh…”
She looked crushed, and Ruby’s guilt was immediate. Weiss and Blake exchanged incredulous glances, barely concealing their surprise.
“That jerk asked you?” Weiss demanded, her tone sharp.
“He’s gotten a lot better!” Ruby defended quickly. “He was just going along with the others! And hey, I’m sure you’ll get a date, Yang!”
Yang sighed heavily. “Yeah, sure…”
A sudden knock at the door broke the tension. In a blur of red and silver, Ruby activated her Semblance, zipping out the window, through another, and into the hallway at lightning speed. She skidded to a stop in front of Jaune, who stood there clutching a guitar, looking mildly
startled.
“JAUNE!” Ruby grabbed his arm with frantic energy. “I know you’re here to ask out Weiss, but I’m begging you: Take my sister to the dance!”
“Wh—What?! Yang? But I—?!” Jaune stammered, caught off guard.
“Please?! Please, please, please?!”
Before he could protest further, Yang opened the dorm room door. Ruby vanished in a flash, zipping back through the window to her original spot, leaving no trace of her interference. From inside, she shot Jaune a desperate, pleading puppy-eyed look.
“You here for Weiss-cream, VB?” Yang asked, leaning against the doorframe with a teasing grin.
Jaune glanced at Ruby, then took a deep breath. Lying to cover for himself was a struggle—he could never find the confidence to pull it off convincingly. But lying for someone else? To help a friend? That, he could do.
He straightened up, meeting Yang’s gaze with a confident smile.
“No. I’m here for you.”
Yang raised an eyebrow. “Huh?”
Silence. Weiss, Ruby and Blake all stared intently at the scene. Jaune slowly nodded, his eyes not leaving Yang’s.
“The dance. You. Me,” Jaune said, his voice steady.
Yang’s other eyebrow shot up in surprise. “Eh?!”
“I like to dance, you like to dance. We both like Ruby. I think we can have a fun time together. So, what do you say?” He flashed a confident smile.
Yang blinked, a faint blush creeping onto her cheeks. Then she laughed, a bright, genuine sound.
“Wow… Look at you! Just out with it, no stupid gimmicks! What, I don’t get a serenade?”
“I’m carrying my guitar for reasons other than asking out the hottest girl I know,” Jaune quipped, his grin widening. “But I could serenade you if you’d like.”
Yang flushed again, caught off guard by the compliment.
“…You know what? Sure.”
“The dance, or the serenade?” Jaune asked.
“The dance, definitely.”
Jaune’s voice nearly cracked with disbelief. “Really?” He cleared his throat quickly. “I mean… Cool. I’ve got a navy blue suit.”
“Good, it’ll fit my white dress. Bring flowers,” Yang replied, recovering her composure.
“Magnolias?” Jaune asked. Yang flushed, touched, and nodded eagerly.
“Yeah.”
Jaune still looked nervous, but his smile didn’t falter at all. He even managed to avoid looking at Ruby.
“Sweet. See you then.” Jaune gave a small wave and headed off down the hall.
Yang closed the door and turned back to the room with a triumphant smirk. “Well, well, well! I’m not dateless anymore, now am I?”
Weiss gaped at her in utter disbelief. “You… You’re going out with Arc?!”
“Aw, is someone jealous?” Yang teased, her smirk growing.
“LIKE HELL I AM! HAHAHA!” Weiss shot back, her laughter forced. “Enjoy your time with that loser, Yang!”
“Oh, I certainly will! Enjoy your time with your philandering asshole!” Yang retorted gleefully.
“He is NOT!” Weiss snapped, her face reddening.
Ruby beamed from her corner of the room, thrilled to see her sister happy—and confident that
Jaune would be a great date. Her Scroll buzzed with a message from him.
Did I just ask out your sister ?! Jaune’s text read.
Yes! And she said yes ! Ruby typed back, grinning.
There was a pause before Jaune’s next text came through.
Why did I ask out your sister?!
Cause you’re my best friend and you two will have fun?
There was a long pause before Jaune resumed typing.
Can’t argue with that. How’s Weiss taking it?
Ruby glanced up at her teammates. Blake watched Yang and Weiss bicker with quiet amusement, her golden eyes glinting.
“Of course I’m not JEALOUS!” Weiss was shouting. “You’re going to have the worst time!”
“I doubt it,” Yang fired back. “I’m not the one who left him pinned to a tree during Initiation, now am I?”
“I… HE WAS ANNOYING!” Weiss sputtered.
Blake leaned back, smirking faintly.
“I see it clearly now. He was just messing with Weiss to get close to Yang.”
“HE WAS WHAT?!” Weiss shrieked.
“HA!” Yang crowed victoriously.
Ruby typed her response to Jaune:
As well as can be expected. You okay?
Another pause.
Well... If it will make you both happy? Sure. I'm game.
Ruby beamed happily.
Thattaboy!
Jaune and Yang would be happy, and she might get to go on her first date! Ruby was a tactical mastermind! After all… What could possibly go wrong?