Birthday Blunder

Rift

Later That Night

"Weiss, wake up. Wake up Weiss." A metallic voice rang, causing Weiss to stir.

"What is it Ruby? I'm trying to sleep." Weiss said, hugging her covers tightly.

"Turn around Weiss." The voice said again, prompting Weiss to turn her head slightly to see who it was.

"You!" Weiss said, backing up to ready Myrtenaster.

"Ah ah ah, what would Ruby do if she found her newest pet and birthday present impaled? Only your weapon can make a hole like that, you know." Chuck said, taking a pathetically small step forwards.

"Oh yeah? What if she found it burned to ashes on the rug?" Weiss responded, reaching for the handle on her rapier.

"She would most likely blame Yang and it would start a rift between them as sisters." Chuck said, causing Weiss' arm to move back to its position on the bed.

"What do you want Chuck?" Weiss said, eyeing up the small bird with caution.

"For you to be nice to me! Blake told you that, right? In that empty classroom? Before Port's lecture?" Chuck laughed, Weiss' expression turning into one of fear.

"You... How did you know that?" Weiss stammered, backing up against the wall.

"Remember that slight detail about me being recalled for 'magic powers'? That's how. That's also how I can turn myself on and off at will. Remember what Blake said, Weiss. No niceness, no living. Sweet dreams!" Chuck reminded before disappearing in a cloud of smoke.

"How did..." Weiss said, falling asleep upright against the wall.