Remnant's Blossomed Tempest

Chapter 12: The Dance Part 2

Y/N POV:

With today being the last day before the Dance, Aiden and I decided to help Team RWBY set up.

I help Aiden lift up a Large Speaker while Yang easily lifts the other.

Y/N: (I wish I could be strong like that)

We put them both down and walk over to Ruby and Weiss.

Yang: So, have you all picked out a outfit yet?

Aiden: Yep.

Y/N: Got it last night.

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

Yang: Oh, don't worry; she's going.

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

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

We hear the doors suddenly open to see Neptune and Sun walking in.

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!

Aiden: What are you two wearing?

Sun: Uuhhh... this? (gestures to his current outfit)

Neptune: (holds a hand in front of Sun's face) Ignore him for he knows not what he says.

Sun: (knocks his hand out the way) Hey, I may have moved to Mistral, but I grew up in Vacuo. It's not exactly a shirt-and-tie kind of place.

Yang: Yeah, we noticed.

Sun: (rubs the back of his head) Soooo... what does Blake think of all this? She still being all, y'know... Blake-y?

Yang: Guys. Trust me; Blake will be at the dance tomorrow.

Yang: Y/N and I got this.

Y/N: Yeah...wait, what?

She drags me away with her to the Library as we both peek out to see Blake on the computer.

Yang then pulls out a laser pointer.

Y/N: Really?

Yang: Its either this or tuna.

Y/N: (sigh) Use the pointer.

She uses the pointer as Blake actually starts following it.

Y/N: (This is actually working?!)

She walks up to us.

Yang: (sing-song) He-lloooo!

Blake: What are you?

She grabs her arm and my arm.

Yang: We need to talk.

She drags us to an empty classroom.

Blake: If you're both going to tell me to stop, you may as well save your breathe.

Yang: I don't want you to stop; I want you to slow down.