It was a clear and starry night, with moonlight clearly shining through the windows of your home. The air carried a slight chill, making the warm interior feel even more inviting by comparison. It was pretty late, and you had just hit the last light switch when a sharp knock echoed through the quiet house. Who would be here at this hour? You hesitated for a moment before heading towards the door, the floorboards creaking softly under your feet as you approached.

Looking through the peephole revealed Weiss Schnee's determined expression illuminated by the porch light. You quickly unlocked and opened the door, greeted immediately by the former heiress. "Hope I'm not bothering." She nodded formally before stepping inside and closing the door behind her. The faint scent of her perfume mixed with the cool night air as she walked towards the kitchen table, her boots clicking against the floor. Leaning against the wooden surface, she began speaking, her voice carrying the weight of authority despite her obvious tiredness.

"I'm sorry for bothering you so late, but I need your help with something. You see-" Her words were cut off as movement caught your eye. From the hallway emerged Neo, looking drowsy and disoriented in nothing but a tank top and panties, her hair messy from sleep. The faint glow from the kitchen light outlined her small frame as she shuffled toward the fridge, completely oblivious to the tense situation developing behind her.

The sound of the fridge door opening snapped Weiss' attention away from you. Her head turned slowly toward the sound, her eyes widening progressively as they landed on Neopolitan. You could almost hear the gears grinding to a halt in her brain as she processed the sight before her. Weiss' mouth dropped open, and without hesitation, her hand flew to her side, Myrtenaster materializing with a soft metallic click as she pointed it directly at Neo's throat.