Nobody had ever told Emerald that a life of crime meant no sleep. On one hand, vacation meant she could finally have a break from pretending to care about a bunch of morons that had an endless slew of things that drew ire. On the other, it was 6 in the morning because flights to Mistral had been cut to the point where it was go early or go never.

"Freaking White Fang..." Emerald thought, yawning. "Stupid terrorists ruining the transit system." The actions the Faunus group had taken were the direct cause of all of her current problems, the recent string of bombings jacking up airport security to an extreme and limiting flights outside of the country. Looking at the massive line before her waiting to present ID and have their bags checked, then swapping to the sluggish, mostly asleep guards elongating the process, she sighed.

Emerald looked at Cinder, not at all affected by the early morning. She was still standing as proud as ever in her scarlet dress and heels, compared to Mercury and his sweats drooping with a tired haze. The green haired girl had had enough tact to dress in her normal gear as well, but she didn't have... whatever was fueling Cinder's glow. "All this power at her disposal and she can't get us a fast pass!?" Even with Roman's connections, Cinder wasn't able to acquire a flight to Mistral without going through Vale's airport at an inch an hour. Not even the mobster prince owned an aircraft that could get them cross country without too many questions being asked. Emerald wondered what sort of dealings Cinder had so far away; she was usually left out, but that didn't concern her, considering that left her with free time and sticky fingers. She just wished there could be flights a bit later in the day on a weekend.

Emerald wished for death to every last member of airport security, as it appeared most of them were serving no one and were instead chatting. "This can't get any worse, can it?"

"Oh, my god! Em, is that you!?" a blazing voice rose, breaking the slow slur of morning grinds.

"I hate everything. Not herrr. Why herrr? Why meeeee?"

"Oh, hey, it IS you!" Yang said, pulling along a suitcase and a bag. "I didn't know you were flying out today!"

"Hi friend," Ruby trailed off, her eyes lidding as she trudged behind her sister. She looked like she'd been awake for all of three seconds, and could barely stand without shaking.

"Hiiiii," Emerald said, cursing the bimbo and her sister as they shacked up in line next to her and her team. "Yeahhh, we're heading back to Mistral for a little while." She turned back around.

"Leave it at that leave it at that leave it at that," Emerald thought, her mood not completely fouled only because she wasn't assaulted by neon yellow and ugly cleavage from the attention whore that was Yang. Oddly enough, she was wearing a large coat, rather unlike her. Ruby had on a pair of pajamas, but Yang was conscious enough to dress. Still, she was never in the mood to talk to them, let alone when the sun had yet to rise.

"Oh, cool!"

"Dammit."

"Whatcha doing there?" Yang asked, ignoring Emerald's attempts to disengage. She drew up next to the green haired girl, eying Mercury.

"Ah, crap, what was the cover story? Uhh... uhh..."

"Ohohohoho," Emerald laughed, nervously. "Just heading home for a bit to visit family, you know." That was partially true, at least; she was spared any details, but apparently Cinder was going to speak with her mother. Emerald was pretty sure that didn't cover what was really going on, but hopefully it was enough to sate–

"Oh, I can only wonder what your family's like!"

"I hate you so much."

"I bet they're all super cool, like... way powerful if you're their daughter!" Yang looked far too intense for someone in an airport so early.

Ignoring the fact that Cinder was probably the closest thing she had to a parent, Emerald wasn't even sure if she was from fine stock. Street rats don't get the luxury of knowing.

"Yeah, they're great." Emerald turned around, using the line moving forward to put a bit of distance between her and Yang. Only a few more people until security.

"Is your mom as stacked as you are?" Yang question, looking down to Emerald's cleavage.

"Who the hell asks that!?"

"Something like that," Emerald replied, wondering what screws were loose in Yang's head. She took another large step forward as the line moved. As they got close to the metal detectors, she realized a pretty glaring detail missing from their plan.

"Oh, crap," Emerald thought, looking down to a dozing Mercury's sweatpants. His mechanical legs were black market, illegally obtained, and modified to help kill people, so they'd set off every red flag just from a pat down.

"Hey," Yang started, again too close for comfort to Emerald. "Does that Cinder chick on your team have a family? She seems really like... I dunno, regal or something. She a princess?"

Emerald saw a chance to solve a problem. "You know, I don't actually know. Let me ask. Stay back, she's super private." Stepping away from the blonde bimbo and moving to Cinder's side, she whispered, "Hey."

Cinder turned slightly to face Emerald. "Yes? What is it?"

"What do we do about Merc's legs?"

Cinder's sour face soured further. Emerald felt hurt. "It must be too early; that's your job. Just make an illusion."

"I can't fool an entire team of attendants!" Emerald grew more panicked as her team got closer. There was only two people left, and they were going through the detectors.

"Make a distraction."

"Uhh..." Emerald whispered, thinking. "Gah, I need a minute! Merc, go behind us!" Mercury groggily slogged his way behind Cinder and Emerald, and right as their posse got called to a line. The blessing was that Yang and Ruby got sent to the other one, freeing the thief of the blonde's annoying questions. "We need a distraction!" Emerald said, placing her weapons in a special crate designed for hunter's weapon luggage. "How are we going to do–"

"AHA!" came a triumphant voice from close by. The entire airport turned to see Yang dramatically toss her coat onto the belt feeding into the luggage metal detector. Combined with Ruby's whines of shock, embarrassment, and disapproval were a hundred shocked gasps as the blonde revealed that she'd been wearing a skimpy bikini underneath her coat, baring most of her body for the wold to see. Tiny bits of creamy yellow covered Yang's sizable breasts, excessive amounts pouring out the sides to display softness/sluttiness, while her bottoms were barely more than a thong. It clung like paint to her ass, tight, firm, and in full view of dozens of men and women that all stared at her scene.

"Excuse me, miss," an attendant said. It was a guy, and it was clear they were very aroused and slightly uncomfortable approaching an underdressed blonde with huge tits. "We're going to have to ask you to dress."

"Oh, I was under the impression that we were supposed to remove our outer coats along with emptying our pockets?"

"Ma'am," the attendant said. "That isn't exactly–"

"Oh, so you just decided to invade people's privacy for no reason? Just thought, 'Hey, you know what we need? Metal detectors that just show everything in case someone needs to get off despite having perfectly serviceable ones that don't provide fap material,' right?"

"Yang..." Ruby whined.

Flustered, the attendant stepped back a bit. "Miss, that isn't what we're trying to do! Were concerned over passenger safety, and–"

"I don't see why I have to take off my jacket because you think I can fit explosives in my top! Do you know how many times I've been accused of carrying something in my bra even after I go through that stupid thing!? I have big boobs, not a bomb!"

Yang (and her chest) was where everyone's attention was focused on. Emerald, seeing this, saw her chance. Tapping Mercury, she beckoned him to move forward and hop the barrier while she cast an illusion on the man working their metal detector. What he saw, aside from Yang's thighs, was Mercury casually walking through the metal detector, posing to show he wasn't hiding anything, and the machine going off. Meanwhile, the real Megaleg laughed his way to the other end of security and into the waiting area of the terminals. Emerald also decided to grab Yang's wallet from her bin; she thought she might as well make things infinitely more complicated for her, as running through an airport without ID was guaranteed to cause issues.

"Miss, you're up," an attendant said, snapping Emerald out of her illusion cast.

Emerald took a step forward before Yang's scene continued.

"Well, seeing as I've already removed all outer layers and emptied my pockets, then I proved I'm not dangerous. I checked your stupid rules, there's nothing preventing me from wearing a bikini! I'm not a scene, I'm just hot!" Yang bolstered her bust, regaining anyone's attention had they looked away. Her breasts strained against her bikini, copious amounts of her underboob poking out, threatening to expose her breasts. She drew a finger under her hip, past her skimpy waistband, and continued up to lift a strap on her top. Her boobs plopped lusciously as she lifted them up and released them.

The attendant looked at Yang, trying not to show how far down he was looking. Turning to another attendant, he shrugged, his face asking if Yang was correct. Another said, "There's nothing saying she can't... Just send her through and stop her holding up the line!"

Yang didn't even wait for the attendant to direct her to the lesser metal detector that didn't do a full body scan. A smug look on her face, she strode forward, her chest accentuating every hip movement in her step. Every last shred of superiority was wiped clean off the blonde's face as the technological gate spring into action, alerting everyone in the airport that she had metal on her. Everyone, including Emerald and the attendant trying to work her metal detector, stopped to look.

"What!?" Yang cried, staring in disbelief at the metal detector that had just shot her privacy protest in the foot. "I don't have any metal on me! Your stupid machine is broken!"

The attendant, now in a much more pleasant mood, strode up to Yang's side and grabbed her arm. "Over here, miss. We need to run a more thorough search to see what you're hiding."

"But... but-"

"Safety of the passengers, miss." The attendant brought out a handheld metal detector and moved her body.

"Aren't you supposed to do this privately!?" Yang cried, realizing she was were everyone was looking.

"Only for extenuating circumstances, not just a, what was it? Not a scene, but, 'just hot,' or along those lines."

Emerald was far too engrossed in watching Yang's suffering to take a step forward. Even Cinder had her eyes on the blonde, enjoying her humiliation. Everything had stopped to watch as Yang was posted against a wall and made to pose for the attendant. Ruby was embarrassingly covering her face, redder than usual at the sight of her sister's scene.

All of the airport watched as Yang's arms were grabbed and raised, her legs spread, and her hair brushed off of her bust to make her more acceptable to a screening. She, meanwhile, was scarlet at being put on display immediately following her attempt to decry the airport process. She was being manhandled in front of everyone, and wearing a skimpy bikini to boot. Every got to watch as she was humiliated through her own actions, and the lines didn't seem to mind the hold up; a brave few had even begun recording, Mercury included.

The attendant enjoying his power over Yang began waving a small metal detector around her, starting at her leg. Climbing up, he watched the blonde spitefully bite her lip as he drew up to her thighs, then mirrored the process on her other leg. Finding nothing, he explored around her body, his smile gleaming as Yang tried to avoid eye contact. Eventually, he found the source of what had set off the metal detector; after double checking by hovering around them, he confirmed that Yang's breasts were what was causing her to read as having metal. He looked up to her eyes as he realized her fashion sense was what was to blame. Yang looked at him, looked down, then back up.

Gathering from the closer inspection, the attendant realized that Yang's nipples were pierced with metal bolts, enough to set off the metal detectors. Yang covered her chest as the man made it clear he knew what had caused her humiliation by glaring lecherously at her chest.

Suddenly aware that the dozens of people around her knew that she was pierced, plus that she was on display in a bikini, Yang grew red and covered herself as best she could.

"I'm pierced, okay! I forgot to replace them! Can I go!?"

The attendant laughed at Yang's embarrassing posture and waved her away. "Your bags are cleared and your weapon case is headed to your plane, so your free to go. Just take into account that we do what we do for a reason."

Yang hurriedly grabbed her coat and put it back on to cheers and clapping. Red faced and fuming, she grabbed Ruby and her bags before storming off.

Everything that had just transpired had been a catharsis for Emerald; Yang had finally gotten some comeuppance for being such a slut, and everyone had gotten the chance to watch her humiliation. Even better, she'd soon realized she was lacking a wallet. Now that the blonde's gravure shoot was finally over with, attention turned back to the rest of the screening process. With a hearty chuckle and a lot of schadenfreude, Emerald stepped up to the metal detector. And proceeded set it off.

Feeling her cheeks flush as people turned to her, Emerald remembered she hadn't removed any of her extra bits on her outfit thanks to getting caught up in Yang. She wasn't used to flying, and hadn't thought to dress simpler; she was still wearing all her jewelry, plus her belts and a number of other accessories.

Seeing Cinder glare at her, Emerald stepped out from the metal detector and began removing her accessories. She pulled off her jewelry and belts, along with her arm bands and gloves, then tried once more. She was once again slapped in the face as the machine blared a note saying she was still carrying.

"Is there an issue, ma'am?" an attendant asked, narrowing his eyes.

Suddenly wishing Yang was back, Emerald sputtered, "N-no, we're all good, just hold on." Stepping out once more, she patted herself down. She quickly realized that she hadn't emptied her pockets, plus her chaps probably had metal in them. Now acutely aware of the line being held up by her, she quickly removed everything that could set off the machine. Walking through again, it still rang.

"Ma'am, are you trying to hide something?"

"No! No I'm not!" Emerald shouted, her eyes now shooting daggers. "Just give me a second!" He looked to Cinder, who's disappointment was not helping her. Another self pat down and she remembered her white top had bolts and buttons and removed it. That had to be everything! But it wasn't. Emerald again set off the alarm as she walked through the metal detector. "What!? Your stupid machine must be broken!"

The attendants around the metal detectors were now all focused on Emerald and, to a lesser extent, Cinder. One approached her and said, "Ma'am, are you sure that you're not hiding anything?"

"What the hell!? It's your stupid machine!" Emerald couldn't think about what else on her could possibly have metal in it.

"I'm sorry, ma'am, but we won't be taking chances with the White Fang as active as they are." Emerald would have made a snide comment about not being a Faunus had the attendant not sported a pair of dog ears.

Emerald looked to Cinder for help. If anyone could fix this, it'd be her. Her anger almost palpable, she sauntered in her effortlessly sexy way to the attendant's side. Leaning in dangerously close to his head, she asked, "Why don't you just let us pass? We're in a bit of a hurry." Her voice was drenched in saccharine, sounding almost like a woman propositioning a man for sex. "We're not dangerous, I promise~"

The attendant looked Cinder up and down, getting treated to subtle movements to highlight her sex appeal.

"~Please? For little old me?"

"Ma'am, I'm going to have to bring both of you in so we can run a private test."

Emerald drew a sick pleasure from watching the lights in Cinder's eyes go out, but that was not what she wanted to hear.

"Follow me, both of you."

Emerald and Cinder had no choice but to go with the attendant, lest they risk being discovered, or never getting on another flight again. Mercury had seen the situation starting and bolted, so they were left to follow security to some sort of back room.

"Now, I wouldn't have had to do this, but you–" the attendant pointed to Cinder, "–started acting suspicious. Innocents don't typically try to flirt their way past security." That was Emerald's only solace; had Cinder not tried to use her charm to bypass security, then maybe she could have just asked for something besides the metal detector. It was her fault, even if Emerald had begun the process. "Now, I apologize, but I'm going to have to ask you two to undress. I'll step out and get a female colleague to supervise, but please, cooperate and we can get you on your flight. If neither of you have anything to hide, then we apologize for the inconvenience." The dog ear stepped out and was quickly replaced by a young woman with pink hair as bright as her bubbly step.

Emerald looked at Cinder, who shockingly seemed to realize that this was her fault. The green haired girl had realized that the flourish on her olive top, the one highlighting her cleavage, was metal, and likely was the only thing setting off the metal detector. She kept that to herself to enjoy the fact that she was watching the impregnable Cinder Fall face humiliating consequences for her own mistake. As a bonus, she'd get to see her gorgeous idol in her underwear! Suck it Merc! Albeit, she'd have to undress as well.

"Hello!" the sugary pink haired girl said. "If you two get started, you can be free to leave, assuming y'all got nothing to hide. Sorry bout that..."

Emerald had no choice but to follow the new attendant's instructions. She'd gathered her clothes when they had left for the room, so she placed all her extra stuff down and began removing her top. Slowly and with much hesitation, she thanked her luck that she was wearing a conservative bra; it was large, neutral black, and the strapless garment covered more or less the same as her olive top. Remembering her choice in panties, she pulled her white pants down to reveal similarly conservative back boyshorts. Emerald was so glad that she almost looked like she could be heading to the gym sans a bit of modesty, but she was much better off than Cinder.

Cinder's anger was audible, her presence alone seemingly giving off smoke and ash. Still, she bit her tongue and began pulling off her dress. Crimson cheeks matched her scarlet bra, a dainty number that was lacy, racy, and showed off far too much outside of an intimate situation. Aside from bright gold patterns, not much else was in the way to distract from her flushed breasts or her warm, inviting body. After getting a look that said, "Yes, you have to. Sorry, honey," she reluctantly removed her shorts, untying the sides to let them fall away. Not much was covered by a deep, deep red thong that confirmed to Cinder's every last curve around her waist. Her legendary hips that usually walked with pure confidence were instead highlighted by gold lace as it rounded its way towards her mostly exposed ass. Only a thin strand blocked the full view of Cinder Fall's rear, and the look in her face made sure the two other girls in the room knew it.

Emerald was glowing. While she was just about in beach gear, Cinder looked like a pinup model. This was literally the first, and probably the only, time she had even seen her leader look so weak, so vulnerable, so embarrassed, and so drop-dead sexy. And it was her fault; It was Cinder's fault that her and Emerald were forced to strip in front of someone thanks to her attempt to flirt past security. She memorized every detail she could of her body as the pink haired girl told them to spin around to prove they weren't hiding anything.

"Okey dokie! Looks like you two are all square! Sorry bout all this, butcha can't be too careful these days. Sorry bout the inconvenience, so we'll knock off some a the cost a your flight. Y'all are free to go!"

Emerald watched Cinder's hands go faster than she'd ever seen as she got redressed. The attendant was still watching, so she couldn't even use her Semblance to dress like she usually did. Emerald followed soon after, and tracked a storming Cinder to their plane. It was in the process of boarding, and soon they sat down in their seats next to Mercury.

Looking at Cinder's mood, Mercury asked, "What took you guys so long? Don't tell me you killed someone or something."

Cinder said nothing and looked firmly forward.

Emerald smiled, devilishly. Using her Semblance, she made Mercury see her say, "Amazing things happened. Shouldn't have left, dumbass." Illusion Emerald handed Mercury a Polaroid, which had Cinder posing in her bra and panties, much more comfortable in her own skin than when she had stripped down minutes before. "That's all you get. I couldn't just keep that to myself, even from you."

Emerald watched Mercury swear under his breath, then sat back and readied herself for a good flight.