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Yandere! Cheater RWBY x Depressed Male reader Pt.3

"Say, Celty" you call out to your friend, as an unavoidable sigh escapes your lips.

Obviously, you don't hear her respond. But from your peripheral vision, you see her head, or to say, her golden biker helmet turn to you in response.

"You make your black scythe out of that... Miasma, coming outta your neck, right?" you ask, unavoidably remembering the first time you saw her take off her helmet. If you had to admit, you were a bit creeped out by it. After all, the smog emitting from her headless neck, resembled that of a dying Grimm.

Celty places her scroll in front of you to see, with words typed-

"Yeah, something like that. Why do you ask?"

"You see, I was wondering, if you dropped a fire dust crystal inside your neck, and made a scythe, would it come out of as a fire scythe?" you ask, though your curiosity was a bit... morbid.

Celty just gives a shiver at the thought, before vigorously typing on her scroll once again. You hum in confusion, as she types for almost 2 minutes straight. Just when you are about to pass another question, she shoves her scroll over your chest.

You can say that your question somewhat disturbed her, as you read-

"I don't know, neither do I want to! Seriously, that's just scary! What if the fire burns me? What if I'm permanently scarred? What would Shinra think of me then!? Also, no matter what, don't ask that question to Shizuo!"

After reading, you exhale a breath that was held in. More of a subconscious thing.

"Sheesh" you grin, "For a Dullahan, you sure act like the most down to Remnant human."

"And for a human, you are way too over the top... In a good way."

"Over the top in a good way?" you ask, not quite understanding what she meant.

Though...

'I sure have got that a lot in the past... Maybe from professor Goodwitch, and professor Peach' you remember, recalling the times you had to sit through some rather harsh detention. As an acquired instinct, you were looking up to the blue sky, watching clouds pass by. If you had to admit, doing so while sitting on Celty's bike seat was definitely calming.

"Well, I think she has a point" a velvety tone third wheels in, catching both of your attention.

As you both look over your shoulder, you find Cinder standing behind you with a smug look. You just realise that for the first time, she looks like a normal girl with no intention to tear Remnant apart. Maybe it is the fact that she is wearing skin tight jeans with a baggy black sweater, or because she is holding two soda cans in her hands.

"I can't believe you left me all alone with your girlfriend just to explain that we are friends" Cinder pouted, as she tossed you a soda can. You catch the cold cylinder, and wince a little due to it being unbelievably freezing.

"'Melon and Strawberry soda'..." you read the metal labelling, cringing a bit.
"... Yeah, this sounds horrible" you mutter.

As a price for your unwanted commentary, you feel Cinder give a chop to your head.

"Don't be an ass, try it out first" she says, while sitting down next to you, making you wonder how Celty's bike stood rigid even with three of you sitting on it.

You peel open the cap, listening to the gas escape with a hiss. Bringing the can close to your mouth, you take a sip from the ominously sweet juice.

"It's... Actually good" you mutter in surprise.

"So this is the Mindless Rider you spoke about?" Cinder asks outta a nowhere. You sit rigid, and turn to Celty. Sure enough, she's already staring at you with inner rage building up inside her.