Famous for a reason

Chapter 6

"So, the damn thing exploded and kind of maybe kinda scorched all the stuff in the janitor's closet."

"You can't be serious. . . "

"Oh, but I am my icy friend."

"I'm telling Ruby."

"WHA- Nonononono! Nobody got hurt and the fire ruined my prank anyway!" Pleading rolled out of the blonde's mouth.

"What are you guys talking about?" The new black haired party spoke as she took her seat next to her teammates in the quickly filling classroom.

"Blake, where have you been?" Weiss asked, curious about her friends' mild tardiness. "You usually come in with us." A statement made with a questioning tone.

"My bow was coming undone, needed to go to the bathroom."

"I see." Weiss knew not to broach the subject too much. They had talked about this after learning Blake's heritage. She understood the decision and both Weiss and Yang knew better than to try to hard to convince the Faunus. They knew she would come around when she was ready.

"Yang, you're being oddly quiet today." Blake paused a moment looking at the blonde as beads of sweat slowly surfaced on the blonde suspects forehead. "What did you do?"

"It's what she tried to do. . ." Weiss interrupted, narrowing her eyes at their less civil teammate.

"I'm not apologizing." Yang clasped her hands together on the table and looked straight forward avoiding the smaller woman's gaze.

"What did she-" Blake began to question again.

"She mixed fire dust with the air freshener in the janitor's closet!" Irritation boiled up from the heiress again.

"I had a good reason." The brawler finally meeting Weiss's gaze exclaimed in defense of her actions.

"So you could tell everyone "The air sure is spicy today" is not a good reason you oaf! I swear I will tell your sister the next time I see her."

Yang quickly got out of her seat and fell to the floor on her hands and knees.

"Please, I'll do anything!" Tears streamed down her face in hilarious fashion.

"Oh. Speaking of, where has she been? We haven't seen her for a couple days." The platinum haired huntress in training looked quizzically at the only Faunus of the trio.

"She went on a date with Winter." Blake's expression took on a slightly dejected demeanor.

"Oh. Uhm, I'm sorry." Weiss felt guilty for her careless questioning.

"Oh yeah, how is it going with my sister? You guys went and grabbed coffee the other day right?"

"Yeah, it went well, I had a lot of fun. I think it's going well. Up against someone like Winter though, its easy to get discouraged."

"You got this." Yang flashed a smile and a thumbs up.

"I'd rather not think about my teammate and my sister competing for the affection of my hero. Good lord when did my life get so dramatic?" Weiss asked no one in particular.

The classroom door flew open with sudden vigor. Grimm studies with Prof. Port was about to begin. Heels clacked loudly against the deathly silent classroom. Each step against the hard floor echoed through the classroom, doing nothing to ring the students out of their stupor. A woman, slightly taller and much more thin than Professor Port strode into the classroom. Her legs were on display, only slightly veiled by barely darker than skin pantyhose. Just above her kneecap the bottom of a skirt came into view. Black and very form fitting. Everyone's eyes traveled more upward to see the woman's torso adorned with a matching blazer and white button up. The part the students couldn't stop staring at though, was the iconic red cape that hung off just one of the woman's shoulders, concealing one of her arms, and the gray handlebar moustache that adorned her face.