Carnival (RWBY Snippet)
Weiss glared at the plush toy at the far end of the stall. This… this thing had dared to defy her! Well, that would end here. Slowly, carefully, she raised the toy rifle to her shoulder and pulled the trigger. The projectile sailed through the air… and thudded into the back of the stall, missing the plush toy by at least two or three inches.
“Wow,” Yang drawled stopping beside Weiss. “You suck at this.”
“Oh, really?” Weiss snapped. “How about you try?”
Yang smirked back. “Gladly.”
Five minutes later…
“This is harder than it looks,” Yang muttered.
Weiss snickered. “Now who sucks?”
“Oh, I’m doing better than you. I’m not missing by that much.”
“You know,” Blake said as she ambled over with a hotdog and a soda. “You should just get Ruby to do this.”
“I am not going to beg my little sister to win a carnival game for me.”
“I am a Schnee. I can do this on my own.”
“At this rate, both of you will run out of money before you win that plush toy.”
“Did someone say plush toy?” Ruby zipped over. She had a bag absolutely full of plush toys. Looking behind her, Weiss could see stall owner after stall owner slumped over in absolute despair. A few of them were even crying, and one was simply staring into the distance. “Hey… I haven’t won any plush toys from this stall yet.” She slapped some money down on the counter and gleefully took aim. “So… I get four shots, right? And there are four of us. Cool.”
Less than ten seconds later, Ruby was the proud owner of four new plush toys, and yet another stall owner was left in despair. She handed one to each of her teammates before skipping off with hers. As they watched her go, Yang nudged Weiss.
“And this is why we’re banned from every carnival in Patch.”