She got all of them, but that's not a good thing...

Ruby strode triumphantly down the dorm hallway. She'd saved herself from disaster! Now to take these dirty photos to the toilet and flush them away for good!

So sweetly confident in her victory was Ruby that she didn't even jump at the sound of Team JNPR's door swingning open. In fact, she turned and gave the bunny-pajamaed boy a jolly wave.

"Hi, Vomit Boy!" Ruby smiled. She shook her hips from side to side, enjoying the scruffy sound of paper in her pants. Sounded like victory.

"Hey, uh... Parachute Pants," Jaune said, looking at Ruby's overloaded pajama bottoms as she sashayed towards him. Ruby giggled and stuck out her tongue.

Something else caught Jaune's eye: the white drawstring of Ruby's bottoms. She'd been **** to untie it to fill her rosy bottoms comically full, and her pants were slowly but surely falling down.

Jaune watched slack-jawed as Ruby's pajamas slid down her hips. First they gave way to a bright pink waistband, then brilliant white cotton, and finally a smattering of cartoon fruits upon her panties: cherries, strawberries, and oranges dotted the leader of Team RWBY's loose-fitting underwear.

Ruby's bottoms crashed to the floor with a spray of paper in every direction. She looked down at her fallen pants, then to Jaune staring at her bare legs, then at her choice in panties.

"AAAAHHH!"

A tornado of rose petals kicked up around Ruby's legs, carrying the paper- and the girl herself- the final few feet into the girls' bathroom. Her bottoms stayed behind.

Jaune blinked. He picked up his (really cute) friend's bottoms, unsure of what to do.