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 In this one-shot, Yang is challenged to a motorcycle race against Sun. Who will win the race before sunset?

   Yang's POV:

   It is a good thing Rwby got the race track ready earlier today, she thought.

       Sun and Yang's motorcycle race began right after five pm. This way they would be challenged to finish before sunset. Who would win?

 "Be prepared to eat my dust, Sun!" Yang bragged.

     "Yeah, that's my sister!" Rwby shouted.

       "Ha, you will be eating those words in no time, girlie," Sun scoffed.

         "Oh, no he did not just say that," Blake commented.

          "He should have known better," Weiss remarked.

          "Boo, bad form, man!" John yelled.

            "You rock, Yang!" Nora yelled.

              "Yang, make him pay!" Wren cheered.

                  "Come on Yang, you can do it, sis!" Rwby exclaimed.

              As the others cheered the race started, and Sun started ahead of Yang.  Yang was not far behind.  The second time around Yang was ahead.  In the third round, Sun was far behind. Yang remained in the lead.  At the end of the race, Yang's motorcycle went over the finish line first!

             "Yes, I won!  I won!" Yang shouted.

            "Agh, I can't believe it, I was beaten by a lady," Sun said.

                Yang slapped him. "Ouch, what was that for?" Sun whined. "Sun, she hates it when anyone calls her girlie, or lady, " Blake explained. "Oh, yeah," He said. "Yes, she rather be called Yang, or Yang the Brave," Blake told him.  "Well, I will make sure to keep that in mind next time," Sun said.  

             "So who is your favorite of our group?" Blake inquired teasingly. Sun blushed. "Blake, I thought you knew you were my favorite, after all, you are my girlfriend," Sun said.

             "That is true, and I am glad," Blake stated. She blushed a bit too.

       To celebrate Yang's victory the group all had a feast of hamburgers, potato salad, slaw, a fruit salad, corn on the cob, and some peach cobbler.  "Victory has never been so sweet before," Yang said after the meal. "Way to rub it in my face," Sun pouted. "Awe, poor baby," Blake said, as she leaned over and kissed Sun's cheek. She laughed when Sun winked at her.

            The end...

          Until the next Rwby one-shot,

      bye-bye, little owlets!

   Summer out!