RWBY Shorts

Bullies

"I'm going to break their legs."

"Coco," Velvet said in a hushed voice, "you promised you would let me handle this."

"Seriously, this has been long enough. It's been two months, and I won't wait much longer."

"Then can you at least wait until the end of the class?" Velvet pleaded. Coco glared at team CRDL from across the room. They were both sitting in on Glynda's combat class. Normally, second year students would not attend classes with first years, but Velvet had asked for special permission in this case. It was for this reason that Coco believed that Velvet had something planned.

"All right, I trust you. Just be careful, okay?"

Velvet nodded, her ears bouncing along with her head. Coco loved it when she did that. They both turned their attention back to the front of the room, where Ms. Goodwitch was reproaching Jaune. Again.

"Mr. Arc, while your tactics have certainly improved in the last few weeks, your endurance is still lacking. I would recommend some strength training as well, to increase the power of your strikes. Overall, you have much room for improvement."

"Yes, ma'am," Jaune sighed. He trudged back to sit over by his team.

"We still have time for one more match. Would Velvet Scarlatina and Cardin Winchester please come up to the front."

The room erupted into chatter. Everyone knew that Cardin and his team constantly bullied Velvet, and now she would be fighting her bully. Coco whistled.

"Clever girl."

LATER

Cardin stood across from her, mace raised over his shoulder. This was perfect, his chance to embarrass her in front of the whole class. Velvet stared at him quietly, not even reaching for a weapon.

"You may begin," Glynda declared, and stepped back, ready to intervene if the situation got too dangerous.

As Cardin stepped forward and hefted his mace, he made the mistake of blinking. Had he not blinked, he would have seen the foot of a rabbit faunus flying toward his face. However, as he blinked, he was unprepared, and was sent flying across the arena, landing on his rear heavily. He groaned and peered up at the screen to check his aura. It was yellow.

Cardin Winchester may not be the strongest guy in the world, but he was a heavy hitter, priding himself on his powerful strikes. And Cardin Winchester may not be the smartest guy in the world, but he knew that when your aura is yellow, that means you've taken a lot of damage. And Cardin Winchester is certainly not the bravest guy in the world, which is why he can be excused if he happened to pass out from shock. Unlike the preposterous rumors which claimed that he was knocked out in one hit. Ridiciulous.

Dove, Sky, and Russel watched the "fight" from the stands.

"Did he…?"

"Yes."

"And she..."

"Oh, yeah."

They paused for a moment, obviously reflecting on their poor life choices, not so utterly terrified that their brains stopped functioning, like those rumors said. Ridiculous.

Dove spoke up.

"Maybe we should leave her alone."

They all looked to where their leader, the strongest of them all, was lying unconscious at Velvet's feet. She hadn't broken a sweat.

"Yeah."

"Sounds good."

END

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BONUS

"Would Coco Adel and Russel Thrush please come to the front."

Russel stood across from the girl, where she stood carelessly.

"You may begin."

Russel took out his daggers, weapons infused with the mighty power of dust to give him an edge (heh) against all types of opponents. No matter what weapon she used, it would be useless against his—

Coco pressed a button, and in an instant, the stylish purse on her shoulder turned into a gatling gun.

Thousands of bullets flying toward him at high speed versus two little pieces of metal. Russel Thrush was not a complete idiot.

"Uh, I surrender."

Coco flashed a smile that chilled his bones as her gatling gun started charging up.

"Not a chance."

NOT MUCH LATER

"Ow, my legs!"

END