Long Shadows (RWBY Fanfic)

7

"Eew, Brandon! Get your underwear off the dinner table!" Aubrey scolded.

Brandon sighed. He wasn't used to living with girls. His mom had passed away when he was very young, actually moments after he turned one. It was a Grimm Elephant.
It would have crushed him.
His mother pushed him out of the way, but sadly she couldn't move her arm fast enough. It got ripped out of the socket and she bled to death, he was unable to help, being one years old. They had been on a picnic. Brandon shuddered.

"Sorry." he muttered, picking it up. "Can you please move your bra off my stereo?"
She blushed and hid it in her bag.

"Aubrey, stop doing that!! It's gross!!" Kayla said.

"As you wish, team leader." She said, bowing. Then she suddenly blushed.
"OhmygodBrittanysosososorryIdidntmeantooffendyouIwastryingtomakeajokesosorry!!!"

Brittany rolled her eyes.

"Guys, that's old news. Let it go." She begged.

"The cold never bothered me anyway!!!" Aubrey and Kayla synchronized.

"Seriously, that movie is like, eight years old!! It's so over." Brittany said.

"Actually, it's 11 years old."

Everyone whirled around to see Qrow standing at the door.

"Ladies, dude. You are the only kids who haven't left their dorms yet. Beacon doesn't impress you?" he asked curiously. He looked at Brandon. "Looking for a four--"

"ENOUGH WITH THE PERVERTED JOKES!!"
Brittany yelled. "Doesn't it ever occur to you that nobody thinks that they're funny except you? And that it embarasses everyone you shoot them at?! DON'T EVER, EVER MESS WITH MY TEAMMATES, YOU HEAR ME CROW BOY? YOU HEAR?" she yelled, pointing a finger at him.

He didn't react much, he only pulled out a clipboard.

"Congrats, Brittany. You've earned some teamwork points for team KABB. This will help when the Team Tournament happens."

"Team Tournament?" Brittany echoed.

"Team Tournament, it starts next week. Each team is a team for itself. It operates like this:
8 teams will get nominated based on things like this: standing up for your team. The top 8 teams continue only. No interfering is aloud by other teams, so we put you into a separate building that is macho difficult to get into. I mean, by the time you so much as break a window, swarms of guards are upon you in seconds. Anyway, so inside it's aloud for other teams to tamper around with yours, because if you can hold together then you can win. We have weekly duals until the end of the quarter. As soon as one team is too weak to continue, they are eliminated. This continues until there's only two teams left standing. Then, we have one-on-one duals. When you loose a dual, you're sent back to the dorm and are eliminated. This continues until only one person is left, and their team wins. Understood?"
We all nodded.

"Good. Tell your friends. Spread the word. Cya around."

And with that, he left.

All attention turned to Brittany.

"What?" She said, sounding flustered. "Stop looking at me."

We didn't stop looking at her.

"Geez," she said, rolling her eyes. "I was just defending my team. I..... I already knew about the tournament. So.... Uh.... I already... I was doing that for points. That's right. Only for points. Now you can stop staring at me like creeps."

We didn't stop staring at her like creeps.

"STOP!!" she yelled.

We stopped.

"Ugh."

"Another mood?" Aubry and Kayla asked together."

"Yes." she said grimly.

Decoration Time!!!

Brandon's:
He finished by placing his (newly polished) scythe on the nightstand. Posters of his favorite huntress- Astrid Zwain- covered his wall. His sheets were a plain green, except he had a pillow with Astrid's face on it. Though he never admitted it, every night he cuddled her to his chest and pretended they were.... A thing.

Brittany's:
She was planning on asking Violet to paint her section pink. A vanity sat where the nightstand used to be. On that, her weapon disguised among other beauty products. She couldn't have people stealing it. She etched a pair of lips on it for distinction among the others. Her bedspread was pink, along with her sheets and pillow. She smiled at her work.

Kayla & Aubry's:

(they have identical areas)

They changed all their sheets to blue, with pink pillows and a green comforter. They set up identical nightstands, and put their yin-yang necklaces on in perfect sync. "Twinsies!" they squeal.

Brandon looked over to where Brittany was hunched over her port. Her fingers tapped away at the screen, sending a message to somebody somewhere else. A strand of her long, blonde hair fell out of her ponytail. Though she wasn't his type, Brandon silently acknowledged how attractive she was. Her eyes reflected the blue sky, and her hair was the color of milk cream, smooth and soft. Her facial structure was strong and defined, with a faint ghost of freckles. Her lips pursed and moved as she waited for a response from her port. The sound of the door opening finally snatched his attention back.
"Asuki?" he asked.
Asuki stood at the door, nervously fiddling with the bottom of her shirt. Her brown hair was neatly tucked into a long braid, and she examined the room with wide eyes.
"Hello, Brandon!! I like your team, your room is really super cool. Zane was just wondering if you guys would like to join us for dinner?"
Kayla and Aubrey clapped their hands excitedly, yelling: "CanwepleasegoBrandon?" on loop.
"Alright." Brandon sighed. "Sounds cool. Brittany, wanna come?"
Brittany looked up from the glowing square in her hands. "Oh, yeah sure! Sounds great. Where are we headed?"
"We don't know yet, maybe a pizza place. Let's go!" with that, Asuki turned around and hopped out the door, Kayla and Aubrey hot on her heels.
Brandon turned around to Brittany, who was packing her purse with lipstick.
"We're not going to a fashion show."
"It's my weapon, idiot" Brittany snarled. "It never hurts to be on your guard."
She picked up her belongings and trotted out the door, fwapping Brandon in the face with her purse as she walked by.
"Oops." she said sarcastically.
Brandon chuckled and grabbed his scythe, just to be safe. He tucked it in his belt and ran off to find the rest of his team. Brittany might be attractive on the outside, but she was a silent savage.