RWBY One-Shots

Chapter 2: Bumblebee - Catnip

~~Blake Belladonna <3 Yang Xiao Long~~

"Blakey~!" Yang said her name in a sing-song voice as she entered the room, her hands behind her back, holding a stick with a string, which also had feathers taped to the end of said string. It was a cat toy, sort of. She made it herself. At least it looked like the cat toys you see in the store, except, this one looked more.... Like a bird, or some kind of creature, it looked more realistic than others. So Yang thought it was perfect for Blake (or rather a perfect chance to mess with Blake), cause you know, she's a cat.... Kind of. Anyways, it was no doubt that Blake had the instincts of a nornal cat, and Yang was certain that Blake would try to attack this thing, if she got her attached to it enough.
Yang smirked as she seen Blake on her bunk, perfect. She was just sitting there, while Zwei was sitting in the middle of the room. Yang guessed that was the reason Blake was there in the first place. "Hey Blake, you know, Zwei isn't too bad." Zwei perked up at the mention of his name, and stood up, tongue hanging out of his mouth as he yapped happily. Blake squinted her eyes at him. "He's a monster." She replied.

Yang grinned. "Well, I think I have something that will cheer you up." Yang snickered as Blake raised her eyebrow. "Yang, I'm not in the mood. Can you hand me a book?" Blake asked. Yang shook her head. "Sorry, but you have to stay away from books from now on, just for today!" Yang said, her smile never faltering. Blake was now getting annoyed. "Yang, I'm not in the mood." She said, a growl at the end of her sentence would make most people back up, but not Yang. Zwei got disinterested as soon as he heard Yang snicker, so he went under the bed for a much needed nap. Yang slowly pulled out her stick, waving it right in front of Blake. "I'm sure this will cheer you up!" Yang giggled as she seen Blake track the small tuft of feathers, her pupils dilated, and only a thin line of amber shined in her eyes. Oh yea, forgot to mention. Yang sprinkled some catnip on the feathers, to make sure that Blake would fall for this, and right now, she was sure that Blake couldn't resist.

"Yang. Get that.... Thing. Away from me." Blake said, her irritation and struggle to fight back against the catnip was overpowered by the nagging feeling of the need to slap that thing out of Yang's hand and tear it apart, and beat Yang with it, the catnip clouded her mind and made her lose focus on some things, anyways. Then, maybe, afterwards she can ask where she got the catnip.

"Nuh uh, Blakey!" Yang smiled as she waved it more furiously. Blake was now on the verge of tackling Yang, but refrained from doing so, and decided to just knock it out of her hand. So, she swiped at the feathers. Miss. She swiped again. Miss. Blake's eye twitched as she focused only on the feathers, blocking out Yang and the room altogether. She tracked the feathers that slowly morph into a little bird. Blake slowly lifted her hand, trying to time her strike to make sure that she hit her target, she was now only an inch away from the feathers. She swiped, felt the feathers withen her hand's grasp and immediately closed her fist to hopefully catch the intruder. She opened her palm, nothing. She looked up and seen the small bird flying in the air once again, taunting her.

Blake then switched her position to get a better angle, she sat on her knees, curling inwards, and let her head hover above her knees, she sat like, well, a cat. Her two hands ready to attack the flying intruder. Yang covered her mouth with her free hand to stiffle her laughter, while her other still waved the stick around viciously. Blake didn't like this intruder, but she will win the battle that has started between them.

Trevor. That's his name. Yes, Blake had name her nemeses, and she will do anything to conquer him, and claim what is rightfully hers. The dorm room. Trevor is an impostor, he is in her territory, and she will defend her territory no matter what. The other three girls will be proud of her, they will praise her, they will worship her for protecting them. Blake was determined to make that happen. She will defeat Trevor, and end his reign of terror. He is a bad foe. Worse than Zwei, and Zwei is bad.

Yang watched as Blake swiped furiously, trying her hardest to knock the thing out of her hand, or at least graze it. Yang was having a hard time keeping in her laughter, she didn't notice the dorm room open, and she definitely didn't notice Weiss and Ruby standing at the door, that is until they called her name.

"Yang Xiao Long! What are you doing?!" Weiss yelled. Yang looked over to her, pausing for a moment.

This was it! Her chance to take out Trevor! He was distracted by something, but Blake wouldn't let whatever that distracted him, distract her! No! She took that chance, and lept forward, successfully grabbing Trevor, as well as hitting something and falling to the ground. Hard.

"Blake! Get off!" Yang said, trying to push her off. "I have you now, Trevor! You will not get away this time!" Blake yelled, triumphantly. Her eyes still trained on the feathers, still clouded by the catnip. Then he vanished from her palm. She looked up to see Weiss glaring at her. "Blake Belladonna. What in the world of Remnant are you doing?!" Weiss was boiling with rage.

"T-Trevor... Is he gone?!" Blake asked. Weiss raised her eyebrow, then looked to Yang who was still on the floor. "Trevor?" She asked. Yang shrugged, trying to keep a straight face and not burst out laughing. "Trevor! My nemeses!" Blake exclaimed. Weiss then held up the stick, and there he was. Trevor. Right in front of Weiss, about to attack her dear friend. "Trevor! Don't you dare!" Blake grabbed Trevor, smiling in victory, and slammed him to the ground.

"Die! Leave us alone! Leave!" Blake repeated over and over as she stomped on the feathers. Once she was sure he was dead, she lifted her foot, and sighed in relief at seeing the feathers sprawled out all over the floor.

Yang was now rolling around on the floor, tears of joy leaked from her eyes, showing that she was laughing pretty hard. Ruby was holding her stomach, laughing, and slouched over. The sisters were having the time of their lives, while Weiss was fuming, and Blake was now too exhausted to care.

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"Alright Blakey. Time to go to bed." Yang said with Blake in her arms. She was now carrying her bridal style towards their bunks. Blake was latching on to Yang for dear life as Weiss put the vacuum away. "B-but... The vacuum. It won't come back... Right?" Yang snickered as she seen that Blake was still catnip-high. "Don't worry, Trevor is gone too, he won't be coming back ever again." Yang smiled, setting Blake on her bed. Blake nodded numbly. "Welp, goodnight, Kitty." Yang said, but before she could jump up onto her own bunk, Blake grabbed her hand.

"Um... Yang, can you sleep with me tonight?" Blake asked, nervously. Now, Yang wasn't sure if Blake was still catnip-high, but she couldn't say no to her crush, especially if she offered to sleep and cuddle with her. "Yeah, yeah. Sure, okay." Yang said. They were all already in their sleepwear, so team RWBY just needed to get in bed, and sleep. Ruby was already snoring softly, and Weiss had just now gotten to sleep, so it was just Blake and Yang now.

Yang laid down behind Blake, pulled the covers over the both of them, and wrapped her arms around Blake. Blake smiled, the catnip just now wearing off, but not completely. So she couldn't really control her animalistic nature, and thus, started to purr. Yang chuckled as she closed her eyes and relaxed to the soft rumbling of Blake's purr. Blake sighed in content and closed her eyes, feeling warmth surge through her body, and the feeling of safety wrapped around her heart. Yang pulled her closer, her heart fluttering at being able to be this close to Blake. And she started to think.

Maybe I can ask Blake out to the movies, a scary movie. Although, I'm not sure how I feel about Blake clawing at my arm every time a jump scare pops up. So maybe a comedy? Maybe.

Maybe....