RWBY: Blake Belladonna x Self(Faunus:Wolf) Vol 2

Chapter 6: Burning the candle

((Note: Well, nothing new I guess. Guess, we're getting guest characters like Kids getting their allowance. Anyway, time to conclude the depression. Let's do this!!))

Blake POV

I sat on the other side of the table with Ruby, as she still sad at Khiry. I'm still sad as well. Weiss slam two pieces of tablecloth in front of us as we look up.

Weiss: I need you two to pick a tablecloth.

We look at the tablecloth. Ruby look confused for a second when I realize they both look the same.

Ruby: Aren't they both the same?

Blake: My thoughts exactly.

Weiss sighed out of frustration.

Weiss: I don't even know why I asked.

Weiss walk away while Yang is carrying a big speaker. When she put it down, the shockwave causes us to bounce up a bit, along with the table. She dust her hands & comes towards us.

Yang: So, have you two picked out a dress yet?

Blake: I have.

Ruby: What's the point? Who cares about the dance if Khiry isn't going?

Blake: Don't worry, Ruby. I know he's going.

When Yang look at Weiss, she is putting some doilies.

Yang: Weiss! I thought We agreed! No doilies!

Weiss: If I don't get doilies, you don't get fog machines.

((Note: When I type "doilies," the auto correct went to "dollies."))

The door open & when we look, we see Sun & Neptune, Walking up to us.

Neptune: Your dance is gonna have fog machines?

Weiss: We were thinking about it.

Neptune: That's pretty cool.

Sun: You ladies all excited for dress up?

Ruby: Pfft, yeah right.

Yang: Laugh all you want. I'll be turning heads tomorrow night.

Blake: Maybe boys will drop their jaws, too.

Weiss: What are you two wearing?

Sun: Uh, this.

Sun said this as he shows us what he is wearing now.

Neptune: Ignore him, for he knows not what he says.

Sun: Hey, I may have moved to Mistral, but I grew up in Vacuo. It's not exactly a shirt & tie kinda place.

Blake: It's very noticeable.

Sun scratch the back of his head to think about something.

Sun: So, uh... what does Khiry think of all this? He still didn't talk to you, Blake?

When he asked me, I shake my head in sadden.

Blake: He hasn't talk to anyone. I don't think there is a way to change his mind.

Yang: Guys.

We all look at Yang.

Yang: Trust me. Khiry will be at the dance tomorrow. Do you know where the last place he stay?

Blake: You can try the courtyard.

My POV

I was laying down on the bench, ignoring my hunger & everyone else as I stare into the orange sky as the sun is setting. I look at my stomach as it kept growling. I look back at the sky. Somehow, my nose detect a succulent smell. I jump up & as my wolf instinct kick in, along with my stomach. I look around to find it. I use my nose to follow the scent. When I got close, I look ahead to see Yang Xiao Long, holding a plate with a Smokehouse BBQ Pulled Pork sandwich with crispy onions fries & coleslaw.