Head home for dinner

Kali asks Blake to help prepare dinner as Weiss and Sun have a catch up conversation. She plans to make tuna steaks with fish cakes. When Kali tries to ask why Blake left Weiss in the sea by herself, Blake answers that doesn't want to talk about it. Kali assures that if Blake ever does, she will listen.

Weiss then takes a nap to recover from her day out- the afternoon heat lingers into the early evening once she awakes. She makes a trip to the kitchen for some water and bumps into Blake on her way in. The irritable expression on her face speaks volumes.

"Can we talk?" Weiss asks politely.

"Fine..." Blake replies with a nod.

Blake motions Weiss away from the kitchen and Kali's keen ears into a corridor leading towards rooms where the White Fang previously held meetings.

Weiss knew Blake was not the type of person to ever admit they were in the wrong. Thus, it was her responsibility to extend an olive branch. If anything, Weiss felt like Blake should be apologising after storming off.

"I am sorry for earlier," Weiss says quietly.

"For what?" Blake asks rhetorically.

"For ogling your mom..." Weiss adds.

"That's okay... Maybe I shouldn't have flipped out. It's just... there is something I need to tell you about my mom," Blake responds.

"I'm listening," Weiss says.

"The reason why I didn't want my mom to know that you are a futanari is because I thought my mom would try to sleep with you," Blake explains.

"What?! Blake, that is never going to happen!" Weiss interrupts.

"She tried to do it with Sun! That's why I'm warning you! Look, it's a Faunus thing. Or maybe more of a Menagerie custom. Couples tend to swing a lot. And they usually 'do it' with visitors," Blake confesses.

"Blake, nothing is going to happen between me Kali, so why do you care?" Weiss asks.

"What do you mean why do I care? You're my friend, not her toy! And if you keep ogling her, she might figure out that you have a dick!" Blake shouts.

Weiss is unsure how to respond to Blake's aggression. Her intense stare is filled with fury. The problem is, Weiss wouldn't reject Kali's advances if she were to make a proposition and Blake knows it.

"You want to sleep with her, don't you?" Blake interrogates.

"No, I would not! Come on, don't be silly!" Weiss answers nervously.

"If you wanted to bang, why didn't you ask me? You're not the only one who is sexually frustrated!" Blake shouts.

"Okay, time out! We just went from talking about your mom to if we should become friends with benefits- this is ridiculous!" Weiss shouts back.

"You wouldn't think twice if Kali offered you a blowjob! What, am I not good enough for you?" Blake rants aggressively.

"Is this some kind of competition?! Are you jealous of her?" Weiss questions.

"Jealous?! Jealous isn't the word! Try neglected! She steals all the attention all the time! That's part of the reason why I ran away with Adam! Because I thought he was the only person who cared about me!" Blake screeches.

"So, what's your point? Our team wasn't worth sticking around for after Beacon fell. Sun chasing you across Remnant wasn't good enough for you. Do you expect me to bend over so you can feel special? My family didn't show me half the appreciation yours did... None of that meant anything to princess Belladonna because she felt upstaged by her mom?" Weiss says.

Weiss brushes past Blake, stomping into the kitchen to get a glass of water. Her face is flushed with hot blood. Why out of all the people in Menagerie was Blake the most hostile? She didn't have time to deal with her.

Meanwhile, Blake is left stunned- her parents may tolerate her bad attitude Weiss called her out. Blake had become a bigger diva than Weiss in their time apart. Quick to see the faults in others but not herself. Blake re-evaluated her actions as she returned to the kitchen.

When dinner was ready, Weiss sat down at the opposite end of the table to Blake and Kali. A distance she plans to keep for now- Weiss had become very self-conscious of her clothes as to not advertise herself. Blake brings forth the cutlery, dishes, drinks and glasses.

The atmosphere at the family table is tense until Kali emerges with the main dish of tuna steaks. The eyes of Weiss, Ghira and Sun lift towards her presence as she places it in the centre of the table. She is wearing only a dressing gown and her underwear.

Kali tells the table to dig in. While there is not much talking, Kali's presence has put all at ease. Weiss' eyes darted towards Kali every so often, especially towards her chest. She is conflicted with guilt, knowing that wouldn't approve of Weiss undressing Kali with her eyes.

Without warning, Kali's eyes look up to meet with Weiss'. They pierce her soul and send shivers down her spine. Kali sits up curiously when Weiss quickly shifts her eyes away from her.

“Weiss, do you have something to share?” Kali asks. Her intuition sprung on Weiss like a mouse trap, cornering her to speak up.

Thinking carefully as to how to phrase her thoughts, Weiss asks, “Have you ever wanted something you felt like you couldn’t have?”

“You are talking to a political activist. I get that feeling all the time. What is it you want?” Kali replies. Blake looks over at Weiss intensely, keen to hear her response.

“Love... I have felt like a tool for most of my life. Whether it was my dad’s stage prop, the Branwen tribe’s bargaining chip or the White Fang’s trophy. It makes me feel cheap... like I don't deserve anything..." Weiss says.

"It's hard for futas to find love where Weiss comes from," Blake says.

"Futa? Weiss, are you a futanari?" Kali questions.

Weiss is blindsided by the fact Blake outed her as a futanari. Her eyes glimpse over Blake then back to Kali.

"I- yes I am..." Weiss replies.

"What makes it difficult for a futanari to find love in Atlas?" Kali inquires. A small smirk lights up Kali's face. Her body language changes immediately to present her plump bosoms forward.

"Girls want to be with guys. Guys only want you for your pussy. And the moment you tell them that you have a dick, they run for the hills. Like Neptune did..." Weiss explains.

"Neptune stood you up?!" Sun shouts astonished.

"Yep, at the Beacon dance. We were gonna 'do it' but he chickened out when I told him about my package..." Weiss narrates.

"What a jerk!" Sun comments.

"There is also the idea in Atlas that if you are a futanari, everyone assumes you must be related to a Faunus. And having Faunus blood makes people consider you impure..." Weiss laments.

"Pure blood is another way of saying inbred. Our world would be a very boring place if everyone looked the same, thought the same and dressed the same. Diversity is what makes our world so interesting- different cultures, different creatures, different sights and environment. What I'm trying to say is maybe you need to surround yourself with new people. Embrace something different every once in a while..." Kali says with a voice as cool as the ocean.

Kali has flipped the script, giving Weiss a lustful eye from across the table. Weiss thought Blake would be mad at Kali's obvious signals- instead Blake looks over at Weiss, giving a wink of approval. Blake didn't want to ruin her friendship over an inferiority complex with Kali. Her earlier conversation made her realise how much of a terrible friend she has been.

Blake wanted Weiss to be happy after all they have been through together. No one could give a warm welcome better than her mother- it was best to squash her beef and let Kali do what she does best.