By the time Blake got back from her shower, everyone in team RWBY was dressed in clothing appropriate for meeting the Schnees. Almost like a complete opposite of Yang, Blake was ready in just a couple minutes, which pleased Weiss, as she didn't have any more time to spare. She had to meet her family, and the sooner that was over, the better. She turned to her teammates.

"Team, I think it'd be better if you wait here while I meet my family."

Ruby was the first to object. "Wait, Weiss. Why did I have to get all dolled up and stuff? You said it's for meeting your family, yet now you say we can't meet them."

"If you'd let me finish, I'd explain," Weiss said, sending a glare Ruby's way. "I was thinking it might be better if you wait here and when I'm done, you'd come meet them. I just want to make sure they don't get any weird ideas just by seeing you."

"Hold it right there, Ice Queen," Yang joined in, looking a little offended. "Are you ashamed of us?"

Weiss opened her mouth as if wanting to say something, but she didn't find the right words. Am I ashamed? No. I'm not. They may be impulsive, especially Yang and Ruby, but I'm not ashamed of them in the slightest. They are my first real friends, my teammates.

Weiss let out a breath. "You're right, Yang. I'm not ashamed of you. What my family thinks of you is the least of my concerns."

She walked to the door, but was stopped by a gentle voice. "Does that mean we can go with you?" The voice of course belonged to Ruby, who was probably more interested in the Bullhead than the Schnee family anyway. Who even cared about the guns on those things? Weiss couldn't help but let out a smile.

"Yes, you dolt, that means you can come with me. Just stay back and be silent before I introduce you."

Ruby squealed and waved her hands around in excitement, which made Weiss roll her eyes in mild annoyance. Yang was sporting a wide grin as usual, whereas Blake seemed less than enthusiastic about the whole ordeal. In that moment, Weiss realized what made Blake uneasy.

"Um, Blake…"

"Don't worry about me. Just don't… Tell them."

Weiss gave her a short nod before opening the room door, motioning the team to follow her.

The quartet made it to the landing platform where the Schnee Bullhead was. Weiss noticed there were only two people that weren't servants and Beacon workers. Great. Father couldn't bother coming again. Even if she half expected it, she was hurt by this. Only mother and Winter. This will be fun, she thought to herself sarcastically.

She turned to her teammates. "You wait here. When the… Pleasantries are done, I'll bring them here. Ruby, that means you too. You are not allowed near that Bullhead, understood?"

While it pained Weiss to see Ruby's hopes shatter, it had to be done. She couldn't allow the weapon enthusiast and a barely sane person near the expensive aircraft. She didn't dare to think what might happen. With that out of the way, she started approaching the duo in front of the Bullhead, occasionally looking back with a stern glare to make sure Ruby was put. She was relieved when she noticed Blake holding Ruby's shoulders so her legs wouldn't take her away on her own.

"Good day, Mother," she purred when she got close enough the two newcomers could hear her without shouting, "Winter."

"Those three back there are your teammates?", her mother inquired. Dust. Who needs to say good day, right?

With a lump in her throat, Weiss managed a quick "Yes." A second later she regained her composure and gave the details. "The girl in red is Ruby, the one in black is Blake and the one in yellow is Yang. Ruby is my partner, and we form team RWBY."

"Very nice, very nice," her mother waved her off and made it apparent that she didn't give a damn. As expected. "They look scruffy." There we go. "They look like they couldn't fight a baby Ursa if all three jumped on it. You lead a team like that?"

Oh, damn. I knew she wouldn't like them, but I forgot they don't know I'm not the leader. Weiss tried to remain calm as her mother kept on pouring oil in the fire.

"Seriously, Weiss, I didn't think Beacon stooped so low as to let those three in. And I didn't think you would get paired with such scruffy looking wannabe huntresses. Well, at least they have a capable leader. Or did you go soft too? You don't look like you did when you left."

Weiss sighed. This isn't going according to plan. "They are surprisingly capable huntresses-in-training, Mother. I assure you. Especially Ruby. She's actually two years younger, you know?"

Mother scoffed and looked away. Winter got the gift of speech back, though, not like Weiss was too keen on it.

"Two years younger? She's still a child! I bet she acts just like one." Says a girl who's just one year older than her, Weiss glared at her sister.

The three members of team RWBY that were left behind were all in different states of mind. Ruby was busy checking out the Bullhead from afar, not giving much thought to the Schnee family reunion. Yang was busy watching Ruby so that she didn't do anything stupid, and Blake was holding Ruby's shoulders while thinking about her past involvement with the Schnees. She carefully watched the two new members, making note of their every movement to assert their thoughts.

Her mother was a woman in her forties, quite leanly built for a woman that age. She was a pure aristocrat, it was seen from afar. Her white hair was tied in a perfect bun and her clothing was nothing less than immaculate. A snow white aristocrat jacket with a light blue emblem of the Schnee family and pants in the same shade as the emblem on the jacket. To add to the posh and over-the-top style, she was wearing thigh-high white boots. In the sun, she was actually a little hard to look at as all the white and light blue reflected the light into Blake's sensitive eyes.

The little girl looked quite different from her mother, especially younger. Just like Weiss, this girl had very long white hair, even longer than Weiss, to be frank. The main difference in their hair was the way the two girls wore it. Whereas Weiss only had one ponytail to her side, this girl, who Blake decided must be her sister Winter, had a ponytail to either side of her head. Her attire was that of a princess, though. It was a one piece dress, white of course, with blue accents all over it. The skirt of the dress was wide and ballerina length. Since it was pretty cold, she wore a white overcoat with Schnee snowflakes embroidered all over it. All she needed was a crown and she'd look like she was a queen of some sort. Well, she is, in a way, a princess. Blake also noticed a small detail that made her muse: namely, that Winter's breasts were larger than Weiss'. That certainly must not bide well with Weiss, given how self-conscious she is.

Weiss looked like she was slowly losing her patience with her mother and sister. It was clear in the way she stood; she was standing stiffer and her hands were gently balling into fists. Blake knew the signs, they were teammates, and Weiss always reverted into classic Schnee mode when she was angry. Quite frankly, she thought it was a little bit scary.

There was something else Blake noticed, and it didn't involve any of the Schnees.

No, Ruby was trembling a little bit. Looking down, it was almost as if the girl was shivering. It was rather cold, but Ruby had a thick corset and warm cloak on. If Blake had most of her stomach exposed, then how on Remnant was Ruby cold? She never usually got cold. Her knees seemed to be wobbling a little bit… but after a bit of thought and the addition of a crazy ideas, Blake thought she knew what was causing this.

Ruby was no longer looking intently at the Bullhead ahead of them. She must have gotten bored after realising that the model that the Schnees arrived in had no weapons mounted on them, and so had nothing to fawn over like she usually did. Instead, Ruby's attention was now turned towards the Schnees themselves. Her gaze had quickly passed over the mother who was partially blocked by Weiss, and hadn't really had a reason to continue looking at her, but when she looked just to the left of Weiss, her sister was in full view, with her over-the-top twin ponytails and everything.

And that's when Ruby began trembling ever so slightly, having seen her younger sister.

And that's when Blake realised that Ruby might have gotten the hots for Weiss' sister.

What a situation you've gotten yourself into now, Ruby, thought Blake. The display of affection that the two had earlier certainly wasn't missed by the girl in black, and she knew it wouldn't be long before either girl declared their like-liking of the other, but her sister would make things a lot more complicated. If Blake knew Ruby well enough, the young girl would just try to bottle it all in and cover it over, but if her legs trembled and her breath hitched every time she was around the young literal princess, then it'd be an awful lot harder to keep such a secret.

The idea was absurd though, she knew. Ruby must have been shivering from the cold, because as she thought before, it was an incredibly cold day. Perhaps Ruby was shivering from being nervous? It wasn't an easy task, being thrust into the spotlight of a family as critical as the Schnees were, because she was the team leader after all. They probably wouldn't expect a girl as young as Ruby was to be leading the team, and especially someone who was quite admittedly rather childish in personality. A quick seeing to by Crescent Rose would probably dispel any false ideas the two had.

Ruby on the other hand, was thinking some rather different thoughts. And they didn't even involve heavy weaponry, which was weird enough in itself.

Her mind was a veritable mess of excitement, fear, and love-struckness. Weiss' sister's appearance was nothing short of absolutely astonishing. The twin pony tails were beautiful, she thought, and the sassy pose she had made her knees weaker by the minute. Hopefully the two Schnees were not coming over in their direction for a couple of hours, perhaps, to give Ruby enough time to stop shaking.

Weiss, meanwhile, was slowly losing control over the situation. Her mother and sister were both systematically nitpicking and tearing her team apart.

Her mother asked, "So this Ruby girl is only fifteen years old?"

Weiss nodded her head sharply and said "That is indeed correct. Having seen her tremendous skill on the battlefield, she is not to be underestimated."

Winter waved off her ridiculous claim, and said "Don't be absurd, there's no way anybody who is fifteen years old could possibly be an effective huntress! Especially not one who is working under a Schnee."

Oh. Would now be a good time to tell them that she wasn't actually in charge of team RWBY? Her mother might be set off on one, just like Weiss was hardly a few weeks ago when she too discovered this fact. Perhaps it was better to just show them that all of her teammates were capable fighters rather than making all these claims which the two would probably not respond well to.

"Anyway, we've prolonged this disembarkment for long enough. I guess it is time we should meet Weiss' team for ourselves, and see if our suspicions are indeed correct," her mother said.

Oh no, they definitely won't be correct, Weiss thought inwardly. It would probably be best if she didn't aggravate them both too early into the visit, though, so she said nothing about the fact.

"Yes, let us do that," said Weiss. The staff members who were busying themselves with jobs around the airport where the Bullheads and Airships would land, wheeling crates along, maintaining the huge metal crafts, or in the Schnee Bullhead's pilot case, ferrying the suitcases inside of the building. "Thank you Jeeves, that is awfully kind of you," said Weiss to the grey-haired man. He nodded and continued with his work, dressed in a formal suit that was rather dashing. Since joining team RWBY, Weiss had certainly softened up a little, much as though she hated to admit it, and she treated the servants of the family with much more respect. Especially when they had piloting licenses, because those were not terribly easy to obtain.

The trio of Schnees began walking towards the rest of the team. Weiss did a quick and final lookover of her teammates. Ruby appeared to be shivering or something, but whatever it was, Blake was probably supporting her most by holding her shoulders as those wobbling legs probably wouldn't support the younger girl. Her eyes were firmly locked on Winter's legs, likely being careful not to look at the little princess. Blake was holding onto Ruby's shoulders as aforementioned, and seemed to sort of be staring into space. Yang was Weiss' only teammate who seemed to have maintained some kind of composure throughout.

Skipping forward rather quickly, and then facing her mother and sister, Weiss said, "Now then. I'd like to properly introduce you to team RWBY. First, there's Ruby…"

Said girl was shivering up a blizzard.

A quick elbow to the side, courtesy of Yang, fixed the situation.

"U-Uh.. Hi..? My n-name is Ruby.. I'm uh-I mean it's a p-pleasure to meet you!" She quickly stuck her hand out for a handshake, and the two Schnees looked at it with distaste. As if the hand was some sort of repulsive creature that the very 'pinnacle of perfection' that the Schnees were was not something to be handled by them.

After a couple awkward seconds, Ruby shyly retracted her hand and looked embarrassed after realising that the two probably weren't awfully interested to meet her.

Blake then took initiative and decided to greet the mother and sister too, even though their personalities were less than a pleasure to be witness to.

"Hello. My name is Blake Belladonna, and it is a pleasure to meet both of you." A quick curtsey was delivered at the end of her sentence, and Weiss' mother looked fairly impressed. She seemed far more orderly than the little hooded girl that greeted them just before hand - no terrible stuttering, or silly handshakes, just a quick and polite introduction. She didn't have that bad of a dress on, either.

Weiss was definitely relieved, and it was very much visible in her eyes. She let out a breath that she likely didn't even know she was holding, and promptly moved on to the much livelier partner of Blake's.

"Hey there!" she said, "My name is Yang Xiao Long! Nice to meet you both!" Any hope Weiss had was quickly replaced with desperation and hopelessness as the blonde introduced herself, and Weiss' mother quickly decided that the girl in black - Blake, it was, was a much more polite and sensible person, much like Weiss. This Yang girl seemed far too careless, and likely caused so much trouble that she wasn't sure how she hadn't been kicked out already.

Winter didn't really seem to approve of Yang either, but she certainly cast an eye at Ruby. The little girl looked rather cute, twiddling her thumbs and huddling underneath her red cloak with that embarrassed blush on her face. She was cute in a childish way though. Certainly not relationship material, because she looked far too immature to really hold herself together. Honestly, she even stuttered just introducing herself! How unprofessional of a future huntress, Winter thought.

"And this is my mother, Bianca Schnee, and my sister, Winter Schnee." Said girl curtsied as she was taught to, and said "It is rather nice to meet you," but clearly not meaning it. Weiss' mother didn't say anything at all, which was even more worrying.

The group began to walk back to the dorm of team RWBY, Weiss not quite so eager to show them the horrifically dangerous bunk beds, but wanting to avoid any suspicion surrounding her team. Weiss marched forth near the front of the group, with Winter and her mother following not too far behind her, and then Yang and Blake following behind those chatting somewhat absentmindedly. Ruby followed the group somewhat gingerly, as if deep in thought.

Yang noticed this odd behaviour, and let the younger girl catch up to her. As soon as Ruby had dawdled her way over to Yang's side, the blonde asked, "So Ruby, you're acting weird. What's on your mind?" Somewhat shocked by the sudden appearance of the girl, Ruby nearly jumped out of her skin. Then, after calming down, she had to plan a careful response, so Yang didn't find out about the current crisis she was having over finding Winter completely and utterly infatuating to the point of hyperventilating.

"I was… Uh… Wondering, if, that… Uhh… They would be pleased… With our weapons?"

Weapons. The classic Ruby excuse.

Yang gave Ruby an odd look but passed it off as one of the young girl's many quirks and said "Whatever you say, sis." She suspected that Ruby was probably hiding something, but it was impossible to pin down just what it was at this point in time. It was a pretty typical Ruby thing to do, though, hide something until the last possible minute. She was sure that it probably wouldn't cause that much trouble, whatever it was.

Weiss' mother, Mrs Schnee, decided that instead of just lecturing Winter on how she should behave at such a prestigious academy, would instead attempt to make conversation with her daughter's teammates and perhaps get to know them a little bit better. So naturally, she picked the most refined and proper huntress-in-training she had met so far, and waited up for Blake.

Blake visibly stiffened slightly when Mrs Schnee slowed down to walk next to her. Having known Weiss' mother for all of about 10 minutes, Blake could expect anything from being ignored and maybe lectured on how to be proper to full on physical assault. She reckoned that the latter idea was probably a ridiculous figment of her own imagining, and that Mrs Schnee likely wouldn't assault her. A good thing she wouldn't, either, because she'd lose. A huntress in training was still a huntress in several respects.

She is a Schnee though. It's better to keep my guard up if nothing else.

The woman cleared her throat, before turning to Blake, and said in what was possibly the wealthiest tone of voice Blake had ever heard, "Hello, Miss… Belladonna, was it?"

Act natural.

"Yes, that is indeed my name," Blake responded, forcing the least disgusted look she could muster. The Schnee family didn't exactly treat faunus well.

"So, what has it been like working and fighting with Weiss?"

Blake hadn't really expected a question like that, and was actually far more prepared for a snarky comment, so Blake thanked her lucky stars that she didn't use the clever comeback she had ready on her tongue.

"It's, uh," Blake began, trying to think back to any notable experiences she had with the white haired heiress, "It's been pleasant. She is exceptionally skilled at using her rapier Myrtenaster and her dust in perfect tandem to defeat her enemies."

Mrs Schnee's lips curved upwards ever so slightly, obviously proud of the first-hand account of her daughter upholding the Schnee name. It wasn't a full smile though. Blake had to wonder if all Schnees were this cold.

"As expected of a Schnee, she can only be the best she can be. What about your other… More rambunctious, teammates?"

Blake didn't really like the light jab at her team, but she ignored the comment.

"Ruby Rose and Yang Xiao Long? Well, they are both sisters, and come from a small island called Patch."

Mrs Schnee seemed genuinely surprised at this revelation. "They're sisters? They don't look much alike."

Blake explained, "They've had a complicated family, but they're some of the strongest and most hard working people I've ever met. Just like Weiss really, they all work very hard to achieve the very best."

Blake hoped Mrs Schnee never caught the team on an average Saturday. Ruby would be listening to music and reading a weapons magazine, totally slacking off. Weiss would be in the library sometimes, studying, and if not that then she would often be shopping. Blake herself often read under the shade of the oak trees, and take an afternoon catnap. Yang would either be pestering everybody else or hitting the gym. It was a mixed bag of activities, really.

"And what about you? What kind of background does a rather refined lady such as yourself have?"

Shit.

"I.. Uh.. A friend taught me how to fight for several years, and when he thought I was good enough, he sent me off to Beacon and here I am."

Mrs Schnee took it all in. "Interesting. Your choice of clothing is certainly unique, and I do like the bow."

Good, because you won't be seeing it coming off anytime soon.

"I do wonder, however," Mrs Schnee began again. Blake sort of wanted the questions to stop, and wanted to just chat with Yang. "What are these weapons that you huntresses use? I know that Weiss uses a rapier of some sort, but what do you rest of you use to fight?"

Blake took Gambol Shroud out of it's sheath on her back. She eyed the black metal up and down, checking the the pistol's safety was activated and the ribbon was firmly attached. She really loved the black, silky ribbon of Gambol Shroud - it was actually her favourite part of the weapon, but nobody knew that. "This is my sword and pistol combination," Blake said, "I called it Gambol Shroud."

Mrs Schnee ran her finger down the sheath blade, surprised to find that no dust had collected on the weapon, and that it was kept extremely well - it was so clean, in fact, you could just about make out your own reflection in the blade. Blake let her look at it for a minute or so more, before putting it away and allowing the woman to continue.

"Interesting choice of weapon. What about that Yang girl? She looks strong, but not awfully disciplined."

Blake said, "Well, that is Yang's kind of style. She has gauntlets with shotguns mounted inside of them. It's a pretty explosive combination." Mrs Schnee didn't seem to be too interested in the unrefined style that Yang fought in.

"And the Ruby girl?"

Blake could imagine the girl's face lighting up at being asked this question. She'd squeal, get Crescent Rose and unfold it, and detail every last specification of the scythe-sniper rifle combination. Perhaps this would be a perfect way to convince the two Schnees that Ruby was in fact a valuable member of the team. That scythe of hers was absolutely terrifying. Ozpin himself, Blake recalled, had called it "one of the most dangerous weapons ever designed," at some point.

"Her weapon… is definitely something special. I think that words cannot quite describe it." Mrs Schnee raised an eyebrow. "Trust me, Mrs Schnee, you really have to see it to believe it."

The older woman seemed to give this a couple minutes of thought, and then decided to leave Blake alone. "Well, Miss Belladonna," she said, "This was a pleasant talk. Perhaps we could converse again at another time."

Please, no. "Of course. Please, do enjoy your time at Beacon leading up to the tournament, Mrs Schnee."

With that, the white haired woman walked back to the front of the small group, where Weiss was waiting for her. They had nearly reached the dorms at this point, the building clearly in sight. The cobbled path underfoot winding between the lovely green gardens were definitely nice to walk on, even if she did embark on this path every day just to get to class.

Blake decided that Mrs Schnee might not be as bad as she originally thought. What she expected was some sort of tyrannical woman, who was crazy for power, and instantly devalued everybody else and their opinions. What Mrs Schnee actually was somewhat surprised the White Fang raised Blake - she was a strong, professional businesswoman, who stood tall and had made well for herself. You could hear it in the way she spoke, the very refined and sharp tone which was certainly not unpleasant to listen to. She held herself in high regard, of course, and was certainly not without flaws - one of these flaws being her likely high intolerance of faunus.