Weiss covered her head with her pillow, although it didn't help drown out the constant sounds of clicking and clacking going on in the dorm room.

"No no no! BLOCK BLOCK!"

"Oh you are so dead, sis. I'm totally comboing your butt down!"

It didn't even make sense to her, how could the controllers make clacking sounds if they were using their scroll's touch screens as said controllers?!

"No no NO NO NO NOOO! ...Why do you torture me, sister?!" Ruby nearly threw her scroll across the room as she fell backwards in defeat.

"And it looks like Yang Xiao Long is still the undefeated champion!"

Weiss raised the pillow from her head and watched as Yang celebrated, finally she could get some peace and quiet...

"Who's up for another round, huh?"

Or not.

"Blake? How about you?"

"No thanks. I saw what you did to Ruby."

Weiss shut her eyes as tight as she could, hoping, no more like praying, that Yang would just stop with these stupid games and go somewhere else. She just wanted a few moments of peace and quiet while she was lying in bed, was that so much to ask for? And her prayers were answered for a few brief moments. And in those few brief moments, Weiss experience pure, unfiltered, bliss. She took in a heavy breath before she opened her eyes, setting them on the most disturbing sight.

Yang was hovering over her, lilac eyes piercing deep within the heiress's soul. Weiss just quietly sat, almost like a statue, hoping that the blondes vision was based purely on movement. That theory was debunked when Weiss observed Yang slowly shoving a controller into her hand. The heiress ignored the gift she had been given and instead opted to continue lying still in the hopes that Yang would get bored and give up her pursuit. That was also proven to fail, however.

"C'mon Weissy, you're the only one left to challenge!"

"What makes you think I want to waste my time trying to play something as pointless as a video game?"

"Because they're fun?"

"I was having an acceptable amount of fun just being here on my bed in silence until you and your sister started clacking away on those controllers while shouting."

"Isn't that like, just as pointless as playing a video game?"

"..." She was at a loss for words. Never did she think that Yang of all people would offer a smart retort. As much as she hated admitting defeat, she had no choice in this situation. Besides, perhaps it was like getting a shot at the doctor. It'd be quick and painless. Hopefully.

So she silently sat down on the floor next to Yang, awkwardly holding the controller in her hands as she did. The screen flickered back to life on the television, something called a Character Select screen appearing before the two of them. Yang's first choice was not a surprise at all. A buxom looking blonde boxer with short hair in standard boxing garb.

Weiss would obviously choose something more... civilized. The first one that caught her eye was a particularly interesting looking male character with long flowing brown hair. He wore some sort of... tuxedo armor? And he held a sword with a standard duelists stance, though he had a hand behind his back as he pointed the sword forward.

"Alright, Ice Queen! Ready to get your butt kicked?"

"Uh, Yang? Aren't you going to teach her how to actually play first?"

Before Yang could offer a response, the screen announced the that the fight had started. Both Yang and Weiss began tapping away at the controls in an attempt to get the first strike in. Weiss was, unsurprisingly, the one who was hit first and knocked into the air, which Yang followed up on with a series of aerial combos.

"Aw come on, Yang, that's not fair! Weiss doesn't even know how to play yet!"

Yang's eyes glanced over at her sister, a sly grin forming on her face as she did.

"She never asked me to teach her how to play, sis!"

"Yaaang... I thought I told you to stop using stupid rule loopholes when we play games!"

"Hey, I'm just using the vagueness of our established 'rules' to my advantage, there's nothing-"

"Round One Finished! Player 2 wins!"

Yang turned back to the television, her eyes widening a bit as she did. Her character was flat on her back, defeated by the swordsman that Weiss had chosen.

Weiss held up her controller in confusion and examined it more closely. "Uuh. I'm going to assume that I did something right?"

"You beat Yang...? How?!"

"Are you honestly going to ask me that right after I implied that I had no clue what I did?!"

Yang hunkered down and glared at the television, she was completely prepared to give Weiss a beating now.

"It was just a fluke, Ruby. You were distracting me. She's going to get a major thrashing now!"

Both of their fingers began clacking on the controllers again, with Ruby watching intently as both of her friends characters began clashing with each other on the screen. Yang's furious button mashing in an attempt to perform intricate combos was completely offset by Weiss and her completely blank expressions as she confusingly tapped buttons just to see what was the most effective.

Finally, their furious match came to an end.

"Player 2 wins!"

Yang stared at the television screen with her mouth agape, dropping the controller from her hands almost as soon as she lost. Ruby meanwhile, let out an excited cheer as she rushed over to Weiss and tackled her to the ground in a hug.

"You did it, Weiss! I've never seen anybody except our uncle beat Yang, like, ever!"

"Uuh... Is that what I did? I mean uh, yes, of course I did! She was clearly no match for my superior technique!"

However, the celebrations were cut short when the two of them felt Yang's piercing gaze on them. They both slowly turned to see their friend radiating with fire, while she was fumbling with the controller in her hands.

"Rematch. NOW!"

"I uh..."

"NOW!"

"Actually, Yang. We don't have time for a rematch."

Everyone turned their attention to Blake, who had decided that Weiss' was in dire need of rescuing.

"We've got our last period for the day in like ten minutes, we should probably head down to Professor Peach's class. You know how she gets when we aren't anything but early."

Yang gave a skeptical glare at her partner before she let out a heavy sigh, the fire around her dissipating as she exhaled. Both Ruby and Weiss let out huge sighs of relief, which were cut short when Yang got dangerously close to Weiss' face.

"This. Isn't. Over."

"I, uh. Okay?"

Ruby and Weiss watched as Yang grabbed her book-bag and stomped out the door, and made the motion to gather their things as well.

Weiss stopped for a moment when she felt a hand on her shoulder. She turned to see that the hand belonged to Blake, who flashed her a look of pity.

"You are so dead, Weiss."