Weiss dares Ruby to go outside naked

Weiss smirked, tapping her chin thoughtfully as she locked eyes with Ruby. "Alright, Ruby," she said, her voice dripping with playful malice. "Since you're so eager to start—I dare you to run around Beacon's courtyard... completely naked."

Yang choked on air, slamming her hands on the table. "WEISS!" she barked, eyes wide. "That's my baby sister you're talking about!"

Ruby's grin faltered for half a second before she puffed out her chest. "F-Fine! But you're gonna regret this when I get to dare you later!" she declared, already tugging at her cloak.

Weiss's smirk vanished as Ruby's cloak hit the floor with a dramatic whoosh. "W-Wait, I didn't actually think—" she stammered, her pale cheeks flushing crimson as Ruby kicked off her boots with reckless enthusiasm. Yang made a strangled noise, lunging forward—"NOPE!"—only for Blake to grab her arm with surprising strength, her golden eyes gleaming with amusement.

"Last chance to take it back, Weiss!" she declared, though the way her knees wobbled betrayed her bravado. The dorm room door creaked ominously as a distant hallway conversation floated in—dangerously close.

Weiss's mouth opened—then snapped shut. Her pride ached to call it off, but backing down now would mean admitting defeat before the game even truly began. She swallowed hard, fingers twitching at her sides as Ruby's socked foot tapped impatiently.

"T-take it back? Don't be ridiculous!" Weiss **** a haughty laugh, tossing her ponytail. "A Schnee never rescinds a dare!" Her voice cracked on the last word as Ruby's hands moved to the hem of her shirt.

Yang made a noise like a dying engine, thrashing against Blake's grip. "Blake, let go—!"

Ruby's fingers hooked under her shirt's hem, and with one dramatic yank, she peeled it off—revealing pale skin dotted with freckles from summers spent training outdoors as the 3 girls saw that Ruby wasn't wearing a bra. The dorm's air conditioner kicked on with a hum, making her shiver as goosebumps erupted down her arms. Yang let out a strangled scream, thrashing against Blake's iron grip, her prosthetic hand denting the doorframe. "STOP HER OR I SWEAR I'LL—"

Weiss clapped both hands over her mouth, her eyes blown wide as Ruby's shorts hit the floor with a fwump.

Ruby's fingers hooked under the elastic of her panties, and with one final dramatic flourish, she shimmied out of them—leaving nothing but a pair of striped socks as her last defense against total nudity. Weiss made a noise like a tea kettle boiling over, her pale hands flying up to shield her eyes while her fingers stubbornly remained parted just enough to peek.

The striped socks soon hit the floor with a soft thwap, and before anyone could react, Ruby was already bolting for the door—her bare feet slapping against the wooden floorboards as she yanked it open with a triumphant "WOO-HOO!"

Yang finally broke free from Blake's grip, her prosthetic arm whirring as she lunged forward—only to grab empty air. "RUBY ROSE, YOU GET BACK HERE RIGHT—" The door slammed shut behind her sister, cutting off the rest of her threat.

Weiss's hands were still clamped over her face, her fingers now splayed wide as she stared in mute horror at the door.