#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.