ask-beacons-finest:

Weiss, sitting in class, leaning forward to hiss for Blake’s attention: Psst…psst…Blake?

Blake, leaning back, in a hushed whisper to Weiss: Weiss? You’re the last one I expected to talk during class.

Weiss, whispering back: Ignore that. I need your help.

Blake: With?

Weiss, her face growing red, a pencil tapping on a sheet of paper: Well…you read romance right? I…I need your help with a love letter.

Blake, raising her eyebrows in interest: Oh? To who?

Weiss, flustered: ….Pyrrha…

Blake, rolling her eyes: Pfft, of course. But sure I’ll help-

Oobleck, stepping up the stairs into the seats: Miss Schnee and Belladonna! Is something so captivating that you’re ignoring my lecture on the history of Vacuo’s disturbing lack of social decency? By all, you’ll be sorry you missed this when you ultimately visit and find everyone completely nake- Oh ho! Writing notes are we? So you ARE paying attention! Excellent! Care to read off your notes to the class?

Weiss, panicking, looking to Blake for help but only gets her back: Uhh…uhh…uhh…RUBY! HELP! EAT THIS!

Ruby, who’s been half asleep next to Weiss the entire time, jolts awake in a panic and grabs the note, shoving it into her mouth: COHDE RHED!

Oobleck, staring on with no sign of shock: …

Blake, horrified as she turned around to watch Ruby do so: …

Yang, who’s been sitting next to Blake, just as shocked: …

Weiss, gulping down her fear and sitting rigid, staring down to the front of the class room: …

Oobleck, turning heel and continuing again: Excellent determination Miss Rose! Yes! Allow this to be an opportunity for me to teach you all about the importance of comradery within a team setting! So…

Weiss, patting Ruby on the shoulder: Thank you.

Ruby, spitting the paper out in to her hand, holding it out: Ugh. Gross. Do you want this back?

Weiss: …no…