Five Minutes Later
Blake was gasping for air as she ascended the final staircase, collapsing as she basked in the shadow of the blonde. "Come on Blake, where's that energy from when I first met you?"
"Around *huff* the thirteenth *huff* floor." Blake choked out, struggling to regain her footing. "I need some water."
"Ok, but if you really want to impress your dreamboat, you gotta get stronger!"
As Blake sat down at her kitchen table, she was greeted by an ice-cold glass of water already sitting by her seat. "When did this get here?"
Yang stared at her for a second, as if Blake had just grown a third set of ears. "Um, witch? Remember?"
"Oh, right. Thanks." Blake gulped down the whole glass eagerly. "That's much better."
"Alright, let's set this plan in motion!" Yang cheered, falling down into the seat next to Blake. "First off, do you know what the guys say as their reason for rejecting ya?"
"Well, they usually said that they 'didn't feel a connection' with me, or something along those lines." Blake began, "But I personally think there's two big differences between us that's more important to guys."
"Oh, do tell!" Yang cooed, "I think you might just know where to start!"
"Well not really, but I'm looking at the differences right now." Blake chuckled, looking at the front of Yang's shirt – the cartoon character on her shirt has its head stretched out of proportion by Yang's large breasts, while Blake was fairly flat-chested.
"Oh shut up, you know they're more trouble than they're worth! I bet your bras cost way less!" Yang pouted.
"Fair point." Blake laughed. Yang began to lecture her on the do's and don'ts of dating, and what to do when Blake thought she'd found the perfect guy. Blake began to doze off, her eyes falling once again at Yang's shirt. "They do look really sexy..." Blake snapped herself away, shaking away her previous thought "She's your friend Blake, for Oum's sake! She doesn't even know you're bisexual, and she's probably straight anyways!"
"Blaaakey, are you listening to me?" Yang asked, waving her hand in front of Blake's face.
"Oh, yeah! Sorry, I got a little distracted, that's all. What were we talking about again?" Blake giggled nervously, a slight blush creeping onto her face.
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The Blessed Curse
FanfictionWhen Blake was a child, she met a mysterious girl named Yang in the woods, who claimed to be a witch. Blake agreed to trade her firstborn child for Yang's assistance, but the pact would work out much differently than either of them had intended it t...
