#bumbleby = diabetus

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Bestie Shopping Day

Yang: (walking through the shopping district with Weiss) I don't know, Weiss. This is Blake and my first Christmas together-together. I'm actually nervous about what to get her.

Weiss: (sipping her coffee as a snowflake falls on her nose) And here I thought you actually wanted to spend time with me.

Yang: You know I do. Besides, this way you can get a gift for Ilia too. Our girlfriends went out shopping, so why can't we?

Weiss: (snowflakes melt within inches of Weiss's red face) Ilia and I are hardly girlfriends. We've only gone on two dates over the course of three months.

Yang: While also fucking on the weekly. I think that establishes "girlfriend" status.

Weiss: (spits out her coffee) How-? How-? How?!

Yang: You're not quiet despite that extendo-tongue being lodged in your mouth, or is that because it's usually stuffed between a different set of lips?

Weiss: Oh, you insufferable- (stomps her foot childishly) At least I'm now yowling at the moon like a cat in heat!

Yang: (snickers behind her coffee) Faunus jokes, Weiss? I thought you were better than that.

Weiss: (flips her hair haughtily) I was talking about you, lover boy.

Yang: (steam billows out of her ears) Hey! I- I- I-..... I think I found what to get Blake for Christmas.

Weiss: What? (looks in the direction Yang is looking and sees a bookstore with a board out front saying "Book Signing by Patty Berdioler") Isn't that Blake's favorite smut author?

Yang: Please, Weiss, it's straight up porn and you and I both know it. If I hurry up, I can buy her new book and have her sign it! (rushes across the street without bothering to look and dodges traffic)

Weiss: (sighs and takes a sip of coffee before following along) The thing's this girl does for love. It would almost be adorable if it wasn't so diabetic.

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Secret Mission of the Bumblittles

Little Blake and Little Yang hiding behind bushes, spying on Blake and Yang enjoying themselves. Unfortunately for the littles, they haven’t quite mastered the art of stealth yet. 

Little Yang: What are they doing?

Little Blake: It looks like they’re just sitting there.

Little Yang: Just sitting there...

Little Blake: ...Menacingly...

Little Yang: *squints at Yang and Blake just sitting on a bench, cuddled up to one another, twiddling their fingers like the diabetic disaster they are* .......Menacingly?

Little Blake: ....Menacingly...

Blake: *whispering* How long do you think they’ll sit there watching us?

Yang: *trying not to laugh* Until we do something, I guess.

Blake: Like what?

Yang: *evil smirk* I got an idea.

Little Yang: Oh! Oh! They’re doing something! They’re-

Little Yang and Little Blake balk as Blake and Yang kiss. 

Little Blake: W-wait! What? How? Why? Humans and Faunus can actually do that?! In PUBLIC?! WITHOUT THE COPS GETTING CALLED?!?!?!

Bumblittles watch in horror as the caste kiss turns into a full make-out session.

Little Blake and Little Yang: *red faced from embarrassment and screaming in horror* EWWWWW!!! EW! EW! EW! 

Yang and Blake laugh as they listen to their Littles sprint out of the bushes.