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Day 7: AU day
(AKA: A Bumbleby moment from all of my AUs)
AU #1 - Pollinated Juniper Berries
Blake heard an unusual sound from the yard. She and Yang were alone at the homestead again. This had become the new normal since both had gotten pregnant at the same time. Peaking out the bay window she saw Yang sitting on the edge of a blanket with her prosthetic disassembled in front of her.
Blake: “Hey Gorgeous, is everything okay?”
Yang: *shoots a thumbs up*
Blake: *slips out the window and walks over to her partner* “That didn’t look very convincing, Yang.”
Yang: “Sorry babe, just something Ranger said yesterday got me thinking.”
Blake: *doing a poor imitation of their survival professor* “You never know when you will find yourself without allies in the wild. So I train you for every possibility.” *Yang snorts in laughter*
Yang: “Yeah, so when Doctor P sent me this mod for my arm I thought I’d install it myself, only to find out that reassembly is a two hand job.”
Blake: “why didn’t you call me? I may not be Ruby but I’m pretty handy with tech.”
Yang: “That would defeat the purpose of doing it by myself.”
Blake: *sits beside Yang and lays her hands in the blondes lap* “You speak, I’ll do, and we’ll have this figured out before the rest of the Octuple gets here. Okay?”
Yang: “Thanks, Blake. I love you.”
Blake: *kisses her tenderly* “I love you too, Yang.”
AU #2 - Damaged Good
Yang heard the door slam closed and was thankful the babies were at their grandparents house. “Yang,” she heard her wife call out pitiably, “can we let Menagerie fall into anarchy and move somewhere else?”
Yang walked into the living room to see Blake collapsed into Jaune’s chair trying unsuccessfully to remove her boots. Yang slid the ottoman over and pulled the disobedient footwear into her lap. “Where do you wanna go? Weiss and Ruby could put us up in Pennycle. There’s always room at the orphanage in Mistral. Heck, we could probably move into Jaune’s place and start taking bets as to when he finds us. Can you believe his sister bought him live plants for his birthday?”
Blake laughs at the question but that laughter becomes a sigh of relief as her mutinous boots come off and her saint of a wife starts massaging her feet. “At this rate I’d take a van down by the river.” A groan of pleasure as Yang really starts kneading her instep, “but maybe not in Mantle, it’s too cold.”
“That bad?” Yang said moving up to Blake’s tight calf muscles.
“Yes! Petitioners wanting humans removed, or wanting more humans, or just asking when Jaune’s coming back. Do you know one lady asked me how much he charged? For sex! At least she didn’t ask if she paid the “stud fee” to him or the government, unlike the Women’s League. Stop laughing!”
Yang would do just about anything for her wife, but there was no way she could grant that request. “Have you told him? If not, can we get everybody together for a mass video conference when you do?”
“I am NOT telling him about this!” Blake’s vehemence only made Yang laugh harder. “Are the kids with my parents still?”
“Till after dinner, so we have a few hours alone. Wanna call everyone?” Yang knew she was pushing it, but really, nobody could blame her.
“No, Mrs. Belladonna. I want you to carry me into our room and make me forget today.” The sultry sound of Blake’s voice stopped Yang’s laughter cold.
“Yes, Chieftain.”
AU #3 - A Love For the Aegis
Foxy had opted to buy tents for everyone going to Patch for break. Princess had insisted she get to go on the shopping trip with her, mainly so she could purchase her own should the champs taste not suit her. Token and Nora had insisted on going because they had lived in tents before and knew what would and would not be needed. Nora insisted on bringing Pretty Boy so lil’ Red and Puppy just decided to make the trip a whole team bonding thing.
“Blake, you won’t need a tent if you don’t want one,” Blondie said as she walked alongside her partner. “You could have my bed and I’ll crash on the couch.”
Neo tapped Token to get her attention. ‘Tell her it will be more romantic if you’re in the yard with the rest of us. That way you can sneak in like the ninjas in your books.’
“What’d she say?” Blondie asked with narrowed eyes. Neo rolled her eyes at the lack of trust.
“Oh, nothing,” Token answered dishonestly. Neo turned a glare towards the not-so-secret faunus and made a vee shape with both hands. Then she pointed one at Blondie and one at Token before linking the vees in the middle and making a lewd ahegao face.
“Yeah, even I understood that one,” Blondie said with a face as red as her team leader’s cloak.
Token just nodded before signing back, ‘Not! Helping!’
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After the shopping trip both teams had settled into JNPR’s dorm for a movie night sleepover. lil’ Red had insisted on the later since her dad had put his foot down on any boys sleeping inside his home during the break. Neo didn’t mind, since Puppy and Foxy had already made plans to wake up early to “train” so the three of them could have a marathon sex session. Maybe in the JNPR dorm, ohh, maybe in the showers?
Most everyone was asleep but Neo hadn’t stayed ahead of the competition in the underworld by sleeping fast or deep…heehee; deep. So actually she was groping Puppy’s package while Foxy’s hand massaged her breast under the covers. The why she was awake wasn’t important. What was important is she got to hear Token whisper, “Yang?”
“Yeah, Blake.”
“Do you think you could keep your window unlocked while we’re all at your place?” A pause, a little longer pause, Neo was getting impatient enough to do…something when Blondie finally answered!
“I’ll do that.”
AU #4 - Magnamund Hunters
Bella ducked low and the raiders swing went over her head. A lightning quick jab into the meat of his inner thigh and she jumped back to avoid his follow through. Also, to avoid the arterial spray that followed her thrust. The raider wasn’t expecting her to turn and run and he gave pursuit, not realizing he was already dead.
Her lover stood near the building that the townsfolk were using as a school. The blonde plait was stuck to her back by drying blood as another spearman tried his luck. She side stepped him easily and blocked another swing of an hand axe with her shield. She feinted a stomp towards the spear’s haft and when it was pulled back, to clumsily to reposition in a guard, she compass stepped away from the axeman and plunged her broadsword into the spearman’s stomach. Tracteur gave her blade a twist to stop the man’s insides from forming a seal around her blade. She needn’t have worried, as Balas fired a crossbow bolt, piercing the neck of the axe wielding raider before he could try and take advantage of Tracteur’s strike.
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After the three stripped the dead of everything they wanted, the townspeople finished taking the rest.
“It is distressing that there is always someone strong who would take from the weaker, just because they can,” one of the elders said as she watched the crowd.
“Well, good thing there are also mercs like us who will defend you if the coin is right!” Tracteur exclaimed. Behind the blondes back Bella shot Balas a wink. They both knew that Tracteur had taken this job for kika’s on the crown’s, not that the fighter would ever admit it. In fact Bella had noticed the two sisters leave silver lunes tucked into pockets and folds of clothing. The weapons had all been left behind since they weren’t up to Balas’s standards, but many were well made. Bella finally had a set of armor, or would when Balas was finished refitting it.
The sun had started its descent and none of the three were in any shape to lay on a clean bed. Luckily there were hot springs nearby and Bella must have been looking longingly towards them because the younger sister laughed, “you two go ahead. I wanna start refitting this armor and I won’t need Campanella for this part.” When they hesitate, “shoo, go wash, you especially sis. You look more like a redhead than a blonde.” That did the trick as Bella’s hand was gripped and she was practically pulled towards the springs.
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When the two returned to the town several people, mostly older women, were grinning at them. A few younger women seemed embarrassed to be near them, and some, mostly men, looked at them with open jealousy. Finding the may different gazes uncomfortable, Bella took Tracteur’s hand this time and pulled her towards the smithy. The blacksmith had been killed weeks back and since he was a bachelor they had taken over his home as part of their payment. Balas was just coming in from the forge part, smelling like sweat, metal and fire. She was deadpan staring at the two as they prepared a small meal.
“What?” Tracteur said to her sister as she sliced a loaf of bread. “Why is everyone staring at us now?”
Balas shook her head and muttered something under her breath. Bella knew her lover wouldn’t be able to make it out with her human hearing but her Felar hearing picked up the, “this is so embarrassing,” clearly.
“Remember what the area we are in is called?” Balas asked.
“Not particularly,” her sister answered.
“The Acoustic Plain?” Balas nodded. “Oh! Oh no.” Bella was sure she was going to die from embarrassment. Could someone actually die from embarrassment? Maybe one of the kinder gods would smite her now so she wouldn’t have to face the townsfolk for the THREE MONTHS they had agreed to stay here and help with bandits and raiders.
“Huh?” Tracteur replied.
“Sound travels weirdly around here.” Balas explained,” for instance your little sister learned today that anything louder than plain speech at the hot springs can be heard perfectly from just about anywhere in this village.”
“Ohh, so everyone heard me and Bella…”
“YES!”
