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[RWBY] RWBY Shorts

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Cowboys of Remnant: "Battle of the Bands"
RWBY and JNPR were walking through the courtyard, excitedly talking.

Weiss: "We need to maximize our training for Vytal! I won't settle for anything less than the finals!"

Yang: "Hey! I wanna win this thing too, Weiss-cream, but I think semi-finals is best we're gonna do with Pyrrha and Penny involved. They are crazy strong."

Ruby: "Yeah! I've been running the numbers and geez!"

Jaune: "Well now, don't count yourselves out just yet, ladies. After all, Pyrrha might not be up to it."

Pyrrha: gasp "Jaune!"

Jaune: grins and winks "Why, she might catch cold day of and only make it to the semis."

Pyrrha: pouts as the other girls giggle "That's not very funny, Jaune!" She's blushing brightly

Yang: "Still, least Stud can tease. You wanna try that with me, Cowboy~?"

Weiss: "YANG!"

Jaune: "Now that's a game I don't plan on getting in. Nobody wins."

Yang: "Or we both could~."

Weiss: "YANG!" She groans as there is a musical note in the background... And she then trips. "AH!"

She slams facefirst into the pavement. Yang is the first to pull her up.

A lower key variation of one of Weiss's songs is played nearby on a trumpet. Weiss frowns as she turns. A dark young man in Atlasian dress plays, and smirks at her over his trumpet. He lowers it.

Flynt Coal: "Sorry bout that. But it was worth it to see Miss High and Mighty faceplant."

Ruby: "HEY! You can't use weapons on other students outside of Combat Class!"

Flynt: "Who? Me? That was an accident."

Ren: "It was not."

Flynt: "Well, call it a small bit of payback for what her family did to mine. Flynt Coal."

Blake: "... Of Coal Dust Distribution?"

Flynt: "My father. Her father put mine out of business."

Ruby: "SO!? That was her father, not her!"

Flynt: "A Schnee's a Schnee."

Yang: growls "That's no excuse! I'm going to break your smug face-!"

Pyrrha holds Yang back. Yang growls. She looks around for support. She sees Jaune stepping forward, eyes narrowed.

Jaune: tightly "Mister Coal. I believe you owe this lady an apology."

Flynt: scoffing laugh "What? Like hell I do!"

Jaune: "Where I come from, Mister Coal, a man hits a woman he doesn't get to keep his teeth. However, I am trying to adhere to the rules of this institution. So once again, you owe her an apology."

Flynt: "Ah. Heard about you. Arc, wasn't it? I heard you've killed men."

Jaune: "That's right. I have."

Flynt: "You think you're tough, do you?"

Jaune: "Tough enough for you."

Ruby: "H-Hey! Let's chill out! Hang on... How about this? If Jaune beats you in a contest that doesn't involve violence, will you apologize to Weiss?"

Flynt: "Hmph... All right, pipsqueak. But I pick the contest. Music." smirks

Jaune: "Fine. We'll need a neutral judge."

Flynt: "Suits me fine!"

Jaune got his guitar. Flynt prepared his trumpet. Ruby brought in Glynda Goodwitch.

Glynda: "Well... I would be happy to judge this."

Flynt: "Sounds good, Professor."

Jaune: "Yes ma'am."

Glynda: "Begin!"

Flynt plays a sweet jazz piece that even Weiss could admit was very nice. It attracts a crowd that enjoy it. Flynt finishes with a flourish, and gets some applause. He smirked at Jaune.

Flynt: "Go ahead, redneck."

Glynda: "Mister Coal! Kindly keep yourself in check."

Flynt: "Yes ma'am."

Jaune then plays a song, and begins to sing.

Jaune:
I am a man of constant sorrow
I've seen trouble all my days
I bid farewell to ol' Hentucky
The place where I was born and raised~!"

He pours a great deal of passion and even pathos. And soon attracts a crowd that begins to clap and dance along. Jaune finishes with his own flourish, and is greeted by cheers.

Glynda: "Well... If it comes to technique, then Mister Coal has won. When it comes to passion, I believe it would be down to Mister Arc. I believe you two should resolve this yourselves."

Flynt: "..." sighs "Not bad, cowboy." He smiles in respect to Jaune

Jaune: Modest as ever. "Me? Nah. Just an amateur. You have a lot of talent."

Flynt: "..." Looks over at Weiss "Look, I'm sorry. That wasn't cool."

Weiss: glares "..." Ruby elbows her "... Thank you."

Flynt: "I thought he was singing just to simp for you... But the music carries the true heart of the musician. So... Thank you. Maybe we could jam together. You as well, Schnee-"

Jaune: clears his throat. Nora and Yang both punch their palms.

Flynt: "... Miss Schnee."

Weiss: "... It would be nice. It's been a while since I got to make any music."

Flynt: "I will admit, I have never listened to any of your songs... Out of spite. Maybe I should change that."

Weiss: "I... I would appreciate that. Though I will admit, the words were... Not mine. Or not as much mine as I would wish."

Flynt: "Well hell, we could come up with something, right Cowboy?"

Jaune: "I wouldn't mind it, Mister Coal."

Flynt: "Heh! Call me Flynt!"

Jaune: smiles "Thank you, Flynt. Call me Jaune. Please ladies, friends? If you'll excuse me?"

Jaune and Flynt headed off with Weiss. Yang, Pyrrha, and Ruby scowled after them.

Pyrrha: "I've sung with him... Why didn't they invite me...?"

Yang: "I can sing too ya know!"

Ruby: "I can make noise!"

Nora: "Come on guys! What's suggestive about Jaune-Jaune, Weissy, and Flynty going off to make beautiful music together?"

Ren sighs. Blake is already writing a new fanfic.
 
Dragonslayer: The Marriage Meeting (Rough)
Yang was pretty quiet the whole trip up to northern Sanus. It wasn't like she had much more to say, after all.

She watched the world go by through the window of the armored train car, then the Bullhead. Radian looked pretty gorgeous, in a corny, fairy tale sort of way. A big white castle, a mountain with a waterfall, fields of green grass and forests around a cozy town enclosed by walls with banners-It could fit into any Wizney production easily.

Taiyang led them to the local hotel to prepare. Her father hadn't said much since he'd dropped this bombshell on them. He hadn't smiled a lot, either. Another failure from her father, what a surprise. At least he was quiet about it.

Ruby for her part wouldn't shut up. Not even when she was pulling on her beizi and other ceremonial vestments. She didn't wear them often, but she had to admit, looking at herself in the mirror in her golden and yellow dress, she did look beautiful in them.

Ruby: "You can't just get married! You can't!"

Yang: sighs "What do you want me to do, Ruby? Dad and Uncle Qrow said they had a debt to pay, and since we don't have the money, this is what we can offer."

Ruby: "You shouldn't give up your whole life for me! It's not fair!" She began to cry "Not anymore!"

Yang: "Ruby..."

Yang hugged her little sister tightly. She stroked her hair. She held back her own tears... Because she had to be the strong one.

Yang: "Ruby... You can't fulfill this. You're too young. Besides, it's just a marriage meeting-"

Ruby: "Wh-What if he's an old creep?! A weirdo?!"

Yang: grimly "Then I'll do what I have to do. Hopefully if he's some old creep, he'll just let me finish school before we have to marry."

Ruby: "What kind of stupid debt are you supposed to sell yourself for, anyway?!"

Taiyang entered. He cleared his throat. Ruby glared death at him, while Yang looked resigned. Taiyang was smiling.

Taiyang: "Hey... He's here."

Yang: "... What's he like?"

Taiyang: "He's your age, actually. Goes to Beacon too. We know his parents."

Ruby: "Wait, we do?! Then why are they calling in this debt like this?! What friends do this?!"

Taiyang: sighs "Well... It's not just his family pushing it. Granny Xiao-Long and his granny are very old fashioned. See, his parents saved us, and we saved them... And uh... We had to ask for a few loans to build the house, and they were actually good with money..."

Yang: exasperated "Daaaad..."

Taiyang: "Relax! It's just an engagement for now. You two meet, if you hit it off, no harm, no foul. You get married when you finish school. If not? Well... We'll figure out a way to pay off the debt in a face saving manner."

Ruby: "What, like you killing yourself for a debt of honor?"

Taiyang: "Maybe."

Ruby: eyes wide "I DIDN'T MEAN IT!" She hugs Taiyang "I'M SORRY DAD!"

Yang: "He goes to Beacon? Who is he?"

Taiyang: smiles "It's tradition to keep that quiet until you meet. Come on Ruby, you gotta get into traditional dress too."

Ruby: "Hmph... Fine... But if he's a jerk, I'm gonna kick his butt!"

Taiyang: "Trust me, you'll have to get in line."

Ruby dressed in her own red and black Beizi, Moxiong, and Songku. Taiyang did up Yang's hair in an elegant brain with a hairclip, and did Ruby's with a similar hairclip. He stood back and smiled warmly.

Taiyang: "Your mothers would be very proud."

Ruby: "Aw, Dad..."

Yang: sighs "Let's just get this over with, huh?"

The party headed out down the hallway. Yang mentally considered who she knew from Beacon who could be the prospective groom. Couldn't be anyone from Team CRDL... She hoped. One of the other boys? Hm...

They finally entered into a private conference room. While the Xiao-Longs/Roses had opted for traditional Mistralian dress, the groom's party was in traditional Valean dress. A beautiful older blonde woman with blue eyes and a figure to die for was in a classy green gown with a simple golden circlet. A seven foot tall blondman with a beard, gray eyes, and a scar over his right cheek stood by her in light white and black armor, a blue cape hanging from his shoulders and a silver circlet around his head. A stately looking older woman in blue dress and a golden crown stood with the other woman, her hair white, her eyes with wrinkles, yet she still stood like a warrior queen with her sword and red and white furred cape. A tall, older, tanned man with white hair stood by her, in red vestments, light black and white armor, and twin swords on his belt. His eyes were a warm brown, and he smiled at them.

The old woman nodded to them, and Taiyang, Ruby and Yang bowed respectfully.

Taiyang: "Thank you for your welcome, Your Majesty, Queen Arturia, Consort Shirou, Lord and Lady Nick and Isabel of Radian."

Ruby: eyes widen

Yang: Wait, Queen Arturia?! The former Empress of the Vytalian Empire?! And Shirou, Master of Unlimited Blade Works?!

She'd heard of them, since Ruby was a fan of top ten fighters. Two of the most fearsome warriors in Valean history! Nick and Isabel also seemed familiar but she couldn't explain why.

Arturia: smiles "Well met, Taiyang Xiao-long of Patch. Word of you and your great deeds has reached me. Your grandmother is a mighty warrior, and despite our rivalry, she has my undying respect."

Yang: Granny Xiao-Long fought alongside the Lion Saber Queen?! Holy shit! Who IS this guy?!

Taiyang: "Thank you. Your own deeds, and those of your family, are also legendary. It helps I was there for some of them."

Tall Guy in Armor: "Heh! It's great to see you again, Tai!"

Taiyang: "You as well Nick, Izzy."

The woman sighed.

Isabel: "Isabel, please. And you are Yang and Ruby. It's nice to see you again. You played with my son long ago, I don't expect you to remember it."

Ruby: "Wait, we did?!"

Nick: "Before Summer... I'm sorry."

Taiyang: "It's all right."

Yang: "Wait, we know him?! Where is he?!"

Shirou: "We wanted it to be a surprise." He calls out "Come in!"

A side door opened. In stepped a familiar tall blonde boy in properly fitted white and black armor, a long blue cape, with an equally familiar sword and shield at his side.

Jaune: "Yes Papa, I'm here. It's good to meet yo-Yang?! Ruby?!"

Yang: "Vomit Boy?!"

Ruby: "Jaune?!"

Qrow, who had been skulking outside, stuck his head in through the open main door and grinned.

Qrow: "Yup. Totally worth it for the looks on their faces."
 
Big Brother Jaune
In an alternate universe, Jaune is the oldest of his siblings and has had to take care of his little sisters. Who all come to visit Jaune. Surely RWBY, Nora, Ren and Pyrrha can watch them for a little while without issue... Right?

One-Shot, written for CrimeSorciere, Comedy.

- - -

Pyrrha Nikos was, to be frank, giddy. Oh certainly, coming to Beacon to escape her fame and do what she truly wanted to do, be a hero, was wonderful. Being able to make her own decisions was fantastic, even.

It seemed to turn into a dream thanks to her partner, one Jaune Arc. From the moment she met him, he had been steadfast, mature, and uncaring of her status. He was a goof in unguarded moments, which utterly endeared her to him. He was also very skilled: He had taken command of their team in the Initiation fight, kept a cool head, and used his immense strength to keep the Deathstalker pinned while the rest of the team crippled it. He'd finished it off with a very powerful Aura Slash, which had gotten everyone's attention. Especially Team RWBY's.

It was little wonder he'd been selected as team leader of JNPR. A team leader she was proud to call her partner and friend.

That said… He was quiet about his past. Nora and Ren had shared their pasts, though Ren's had been rather perfunctory and tragic. Team RWBY had been… More forthcoming in some respects. Blake moreso after the incident with the White Fang at the docks.

Yet Jaune remained an enigma. Which made him more interesting, in Pyrrha's view. Unfortunately it made him more interesting in the view of other girls, which irritated Pyrrha a bit.

They were seated in the cafeteria, enjoying lunch after a long school week. Jaune was usually relaxed but watchful, but now he seemed rather distracted. Pyrrha was about to ask him about it… When RWBY arrived.

"Hey Stud!" Yang Xiao-Long greeted him happily, hugging Jaune from behind and very obviously pressing her chest into his back. "How's it going?"

"Just fine, Yang," Jaune greeted her kindly. Ruby hugged him next from the side, and slid into his lap.

"Geez, that week was the worst!" Ruby moaned, settling in. She grinned at Nora, Ren and Pyrrha. "Hey Ren! Hey Pyrrha! Hey Nora!"

"Hey Ruby!" Nora greeted happily, as Ren nodded. Pyrrha put on her best "I'm not plotting to kill you" smile and nodded to both Ruby and Yang.

"Hello Yang, Ruby," she greeted.

"Hey Cereal Girl! Zen! Nora!" Yang greeted back, looking a tiny bit annoyed with her younger sister.

Weiss Schnee showed up next, sitting next to Jaune with her usual grace and elegance. She smiled warmly at Jaune, before she turned an almost imperious eye to the others.

"Hello Jaune. Hello Pyrrha, Nora, Ren," she said. Her greeting was returned, politely.

Finally Blake arrived. She gave Jaune a rather intense look before nodding politely to the others. She sat down and began to read, which was an improvement from before.

"You should sit in your own seat, Ruby," Jaune said calmly, "You need to eat your lunch."

"Aw, can't I sit here?" Ruby asked, her innocent act not quite meeting her eyes. Pyrrha's fork began to bend thanks to Polarity.

"Certainly not! It's improper!" Weiss scolded her team leader.

"I think I'm fine right here, Stud," Yang said with a smirk, as Ruby pouted but moved to sit on Jaune's other side. Jaune looked up at her, unamused.

"Come on Yang, you need to eat," he said, a note of authority in his tone that warmed Pyrrha's insides. Yang pouted.

"What, you don't want me here~?" She asked, and Pyrrha began to bend her fork again.

"You can't eat this way," Jaune said blandly, which made Yang snort.

"You could always feed me," she cooed, and Pyrrha's fork snapped in half. Everyone looked over in shock. Jaune reached out and took Pyrrha's hands between his.

"You okay, Pyrrha?" He asked urgently. "What happened?"

"Ah, um, w-well," Pyrrha started, but then bowed her head, "Sorry. I lost control of Polarity."

He examined her hand with a medic's eye, and shook his head.

"You'll be all right," he said, "Maybe you should try to relax a bit more, huh?"

"Y-yes, I will do that," Pyrrha said, flushing a bit. The jealous looks from team RWBY were certainly making her mood improve a bit… Though she quickly dispelled her ugly thoughts.

No no no! Don't be like that! She ordered herself.

"Geez, what forked you off, Cereal Girl?" Yang asked, again pressing up against Jaune's back with a smug look.

Pyrrha's ire returned, and she reinforced her non-homicidal smile.

"So, Fearless Leader, you're looking tense," Nora observed, eating her pancakes, "I mean, more than usual. Somethin' going on?"

Jaune coughed. All eyes went to him. It was times like this that Pyrrha appreciated how perceptive Nora was… But more than that, her bluntness.

"Oh, well," Jaune shrugged with a sigh, "My family is visiting."

"Your family, huh?" Yang asked, as Weiss frowned, Blake looked in interest, and Ruby smiled in interest. Pyrrha's smile softened as well.

"Is that a bad thing?" Pyrrha asked.

Jaune shook his head.

"No, it's not," he said, "I missed them dearly. It's been really rough on them. This is the first time we've been apart since my folks died."

"Oh, Jaune," Ruby murmured, grasping his hand in sympathy. Weiss too looked grave, while Blake's expression was solemn. Yang hugged him more tightly, as Pyrrha, Nora and Ren leaned forward.

"I'm sorry," Ren said quietly, his expression knowing and empathetic. Nora reached out to grasp his hand while taking Ren's. Jaune nodded thankfully, as Pyrrha reached out to squeeze his free hand.

"Thank you," he said, "I became head of the household then. We were pretty good on money, and our great-grandparents helped out, but it was still rough on my little sisters."

"How many sisters do you have?" Pyrrha asked, curious.

"Seven," Jaune said blandly. Many eyes went wide.

"Seven?!" Weiss gasped. Jaune wordlessly held up his Scroll with a picture of himself, stalwart and strong, with seven adorable little girls all surrounding him. Two girls had red and green ribbons in their hair and were twins. One was a bit older, closer to Jaune's age, with a purple bow and a warm smile. Another had blue hair and was crying. Still another had orange tied pigtails and was scowling at the camera, while one with a yellow bow, also a bit older, was holding a baby with a violet bow who was sucking on a pacifier.

"Awwwww…" Everyone murmured. Even Ren. Yang's hug tightened.

"You had to raise them, huh?" Yang asked quietly. Jaune nodded slowly.

"Since I was twelve."

"I'm sorry," Weiss said softly, squeezing his shoulder. Jaune sighed.

"I honestly feel guilty coming here sometimes. My other relatives are taking care of them, but here I am, pursuing my dream."

"Is your dream for them?" Blake asked softly. Jaune started and looked over at Blake.

"Huh?"

"Is your dream to protect and support them?" Ruby asked with a warm smile, getting what Blake wanted to convey. Pyrrha beamed. Jaune slowly nodded.

"It is," he said.

"Then it's not selfish," Yang smiled. "So don't be so hard on yourself, Stud."

Jaune smiled softly. He slowly nodded, his lips twitching a bit. He tried to remain so stoic, even now, but his small tells warmed her heart.

"Thank you," he murmured. His Scroll beeped. He checked it and groaned.

"Oh not now," he muttered.

"What?" Ruby asked, looking over his shoulder.

"I have to go see the Headmaster for a meeting right now," Jaune sighed. "My sisters are supposed to meet me at the dorm in ten minutes…!"

"We'll meet them!" Yang said with a warm smile. Weiss nodded eagerly.

"Yes! Don't worry!" Weiss insisted, "We'll keep them entertained!"

"Are you sure?" Jaune asked, concerned. Pyrrha beamed.

"I'm sure we can keep them safe long enough for you to get back."

"Yeah! We'll kill anything that looks a them funny!" Nora cheered. Ren nodded gravely.

"We will."

Blake smiled gently.

"They're here for you. They can wait for a bit longer," she said softly.

Jaune smiled gratefully and nodded to them.

"Thanks guys," he said, "I owe you all."

"Friends don't hold debts," Ren said calmly.

"We can discuss your repayment. It might involve whipped cream," Yang teased, wiggling her eyebrows. Weiss and Pyrrha's faces turned bright red, as Ruby whacked Yang's shoulder. Blake had a smug smirk on her face. Jaune, oblivious as ever, nodded.

"No problem. I'll add extra sprinkles," he said, "Later!" He got up and headed off. Ruby puffed up her cheeks and pouted extra hard at Yang.

"Do you have to be so-so weird?!"

"What?" Yang asked, looking innocent, ""He said he'd add sprinkles."

"You're such a pervert!" Weiss groaned.

"I-I'm sure he didn't take it like that," Pyrrha said.

"He probably did," Blake observed, "At least that's what you all hope."

"No it's not!" Weiss, Ruby and Pyrrha all cried.

"At least he didn't talk about adding hot gooey syrup," Nora suggested. She gave Ren a smirk. "Huh Renny? You gonna squirt hot gooey syrup all over my pancakes?"

"I always do," Ren observed, much to the befuddlement and amusement of the others.

They made it to their dorm common room, whose door was open. The sounds of children playing and yapping echoed in the hallway. Ruby entered first, followed by everyone else.

An absolutely adorable white haired old lady in a blue skirt, white blouse, and blue jacket was sitting at the table, sipping tea, as she held a baby in a purple onesie in her lap. A scowling girl in orange clothing was trying to read a book, while twins in red and green garb shot eachother with nerf guns and laughed. An older girl in a light purple dress was making sandwiches, while a girl in a darker orange blouse and brown skirt was typing on a laptop.

"Hey!" Ruby greeted, "We're Jaune's friends!"

The old woman looked up with a warm smile.

"Hello! I'm Jaune's great-grandmother Arturia. Call me Nana," she greeted. Weiss, Pyrrha, Yang and Ruby all looked very eager at that, while Blake was more reserved. Nora grinned and waved.

"Hey Nana!"

"Jaune is running a bit late, he had a meeting with the headmaster," Pyrrha smoothly explained with her best public relations smile, "But we can keep you company until he arrives."

Arturia smiled happily.

"Oh! Brilliant to hear!"

Arturia turned her head and nodded to the girls.

"Girls? GIRLS! Attention!" She barked.

The youngest girls formed up, the short girl in orange standing at military attention with the rest. Arturia nodded in approval, and pointed to each one as she introduced them.

"This is Saphron, Lilac, Tangerine-"

"Tangy!" The short orange wearing girl protested. Arturia chuckled.

"Tangy, the twins Coral and Verdy, and this little cutie is Orchid."

The children all greeted them back, even Orchid cooed cutely. Weiss and Yang cooed back over the cute little baby. Nora grinned at the twins, who grinned back mischievously. The grim looking little one stared back intensely at Ren, while Pyrrha beamed at Lilac and Ruby grinned at Saphron.

"Jaune should be along soon," Ruby said happily, "So, would you like to stay for tea or-?"

"No, no," Arturia chuckled, standing up. She patted the heads of all her great-grandchildren, "I'm off for a break. Good luck~!"

She gave them a wry little smirk as she walked out.

"You're gonna need it~," she said, as though propriety was the only thing keeping her from running out at full speed. Teams RWBY and NPR watched her go.

"That… Seemed ominous," Blake murmured, looking back at the seven now grinning children.

"Oh come on, Blake!" Ruby said, with the incredible foresight and leadership skills that would serve her so well in the coming years, "What could go wrong?"

- - - -

Jaune Arc sighed as he trudged his way back towards the Beacon Dorms. He grumbled a bit under his breath.

"Great, asking me to talk to Nana for him," he sighed, "why can't he just do it himself?"

Glynda Goodwitch had been very reasonable the whole meeting, politely but firmly trying to get him out of there when Ozpin began to repeat himself. He should really do something nice for her at some point. Maybe make her dinner? Lots of people dropped by when he made dinner for his team and friends. He could invite her.

He approached the dorms, and down the hallway… He could hear some familiar chanting from squeaky voices and some slightly less familiar cries and squawks.

Now come on, Jaune, he thought to himself, I'm sure everything's just…

He turned the corner and looked in the door.

… Fine.

Yang was tied up with chains and had an apple in her mouth as she squirmed. A pot was held over her full of boiling water. Weiss and Blake were held upside down over it, while Coral and Verdy were holding them at bay with their own weapons. Tangy was holding Crescent Rose while Ruby was tied up and hanging by her ankles from the ceiling fan, while Ren sat with Nora and Saphron on the couch eating snacks. Nora was wearing a crown from Burger Monarch, while Aqua cackled as she danced around the boiling pot.

Pyrrha was sitting with Orchid in her lap, and she was also tied up. Lilac was peacefully cooking in the kitchenette despite all the chaos about.

"JAUNE!" Ruby cried, "SAVE US!"

"JAUNE!" The younger girls all cried happily. They all rushed to hug him, save for Lilac, who was still cooking, and Orchid-Whom Pyrrha had to carry over to Jaune.

"JAUNE! HELP US! PLEASE!" Weiss screamed. "NORA BETRAYED US!"

"They let me be the Queen of the Castle," Nora said, surprisingly calmly, "I am appeased!"

"They assured me it was all for show!" Pyrrha protested.

"I wouldn't mind this so much if not for the boiling pot," Blake opined.

"SHUT UP, BLAKE!" Weiss shouted.

"And Lilac didn't help at all!" Ruby complained angrily.

"MMMNNNGH!" Yang bellowed through her apple gag.

Lilac shrugged, sipping a sample from the pot.

"Someone has to make sure dinner is made on time," she said calmly, "The appetizers are ready, Jaune!"

"Good," Jaune sighed, "Now, untie my friends and clean up! It's time for dinner!"

"Yes Jaune!" The girls (and Nora) said. They scurried off and put everything right. Ruby gaped in disbelief at Jaune, as did the rest of his female friends.

"Th-That's all you had to do?!" Weiss cried.

"No," Tangy stated firmly, "You had to be Jaune."

Weiss blushed.

"I… I suppose so," she murmured.

"Geez VB, you're definitely daddy material," Yang observed, her own cheeks bright red. Jaune smiled warmly and shook his head.

"Nah, this wasn't so bad," he said, "You should see their last birthday party. You'll never look at a pinata the same way again."

"Like you'll make it to our birthday party!" Aqua sneered in challenge. Weiss, Ruby, Blake, Pyrrha, and Yang all looked at eachother. As one, they nodded and smirked back at the smirking Arc Sisters.

"We'll just see about that," Ruby declared.

"Hm?" Jaune asked, confused. Nora giggled and patted him on his shoulder. Ren patted the other.

"You'll find out~!" Nora giggled.

"Find out what?" Jaune asked.

"You'll see," Ren added.

"See what?"

Ren and Nora shook their heads together. They looked over at Saphron, who shrugged and smiled.

"He's always been like this."

"Oh good!" Nora cheered, "Then we're going to have a lot of fun!"

"At a safe distance," Ren said. Nora pouted.

"Where's the fun in that?"
 
On Worldbuilding: History of Mantle/Atlas
Pre-Great War: The Rise of Mantle and later Atlas

The continent of Solitas, a harsh and frigid land, was initially sparsely populated by nomadic tribes and small settlements of native Solitas peoples who survived the cold and relentless Grimm incursions through resilience and ingenuity. Long before the Great War, the Kingdom of Mantle emerged as the dominant power on Solitas, centered around a fortified city that leveraged Dust deposits and technological innovation to thrive in the unforgiving environment. Mantle's early success attracted attention from other kingdoms—Vale, Mistral, and Vacuo—who saw Solitas as a frontier for expansion and resource exploitation.

During this period, several colonies were established across Solitas, primarily by Mistral and Vale, with some Vacuoan influence. These colonies, often founded to exploit Solitas' rich Dust veins and strategic coastal access, evolved into distinct cultural and political entities over time, and gained their independence from their mother kingdoms by various means. The oldest of these was Indrik, a Mistralian-Hellenic colony that intermingled with native Solitas tribes. Indrik's advanced infrastructure and martial traditions made it a regional power, though its history was marred by violent revolutions. Despite these upheavals, Indrik's strong Russian-inspired culture and resilience against both Grimm and human conflicts earned it respect as a cornerstone of Solitas' power structure.

Other colonies joined with Mantle:
  • Rana Niejta, founded by native Solitas peoples who adopted the Tablebreaker religion, became a Finnish-inspired constitutional monarchy. It joined Mantle willingly, seeking protection from Grimm and economic stability.
  • Midgard, a Germanic-Norse based Valean settlement with Mistralian immigrant influence, developed into a democratic state heavily controlled by its Dust-powered electric company, reflecting corporate dominance akin to modern conglomerates (with some inspiration from Midgard from Final Fantasy VII).
  • Sedna, a former Valean-Mistralian colony that mixed extensively with its natives, emerged as a naval power with Inuit and Hellenic influence, particularly in its system of governance. Its commonwealth system, which elected kings to oversee its fishing and maritime industries, made it a vital economic player.
  • Hyperborea, a Vacuoan-Valean colony, formed a rough republic modeled on Colonial Spain and Rome, with a martial culture that elected dictators during crises. Its name, drawn from myths of the "utter north," reflected its rugged identity. (Influence by the Conan the Barbarian stories).
  • Balto, established later by exiled remnants of Mantle's military after the Great War, would not emerge until the post-war period. It became akin to the young United States with its republic style of government and focus on the individual.
Mantle, as the central power, began consolidating these colonies into a loose federation to coordinate defense against the Grimm and manage Solitas' resources. However, tensions arose due to Mantle's authoritarian tendencies, which clashed with the diverse governance systems of its colonies.

The Great War and Mantle's Transformation

The Great War (approximately 80 years before the events of RWBY) was a turning point for Mantle. As one of the four major kingdoms, Mantle allied with Mistral against Vale and Vacuo, driven by territorial ambitions and a desire to control global Dust trade routes, as well as spread Utopianism: The philosophy of suppression and control of emotions to prevent Grimm attacks. Mantle's initial technological superiority, including early airships and Dust-based weaponry, gave it an edge, but its provinces were strained by the war effort. Indrik and Sedna provided significant military and naval support, while Rana Niejta and Hyperborea contributed resources and fighters. Midgard, however, leveraged its corporate influence to profit from Dust exports, causing friction with Mantle's central government.

The war's conclusion, with Vale's victory and the signing of the Vytal Peace Accords, forced Mantle to relinquish its authoritarian policies, including its suppression of individuality and emotion. The loss of the war also led to internal upheaval, with Mantle's military fracturing. A group of exiled soldiers, disillusioned with Mantle's leadership, founded Balto in the southeast, along Solitas' coast. Balto's dual government—split between a civilian system inspired by an idealized United States and a military council—reflected its desire to balance martial tradition with democratic ideals.

In the wake of the Great War, Mantle restructured itself into the Kingdom of Atlas, named after the new capital city that rose as a beacon of innovation and progress. Atlas sought to unify Solitas' disparate sub-kingdoms into a formal federation, granting them semi-autonomy while maintaining centralized control over military and Dust production. The Atlas Academy, established to train Huntsmen and Huntresses, became a symbol of this new era, though its emphasis on military discipline over individual Huntsmen training set it apart from other kingdoms.

The Atlas Federation: Structure and Dynamics

The Atlas Federation, as it came to be known, comprises the central city of Atlas (formerly Mantle) and its five major sub-kingdoms: Indrik, Rana Niejta, Midgard, Sedna, and Hyperborea, with Balto joining later as a semi-independent partner. Each sub-kingdom retains its own governance and cultural identity but contributes to Atlas' collective defense and economy:
  • Indrik, with its Russian-inspired culture, serves as the federation's industrial and cultural backbone with Atlas/Mantle as its capital, producing advanced Dust technology and maintaining a disciplined military. Its history of revolutions has made it wary of centralized Atlas control, leading to occasional tensions. It was slow to adopt democratic government.
  • Rana Niejta, under its constitutional monarchy, provides agricultural and spiritual stability, with its Tablebreaker faith fostering unity among Solitas' native populations. Its Hunters are often religiously motivated, serving as protectors of sacred sites.
  • Midgard, ruled by its electric company, dominates Dust energy production, making it a key economic player. Its democratic facade masks corporate oligarchy, and its Mistralian-Norse culture blends tradition with modernity. Jacques Schnee has massive influence here.
  • Sedna, with its naval dominance, controls Solitas' maritime trade and fishing industries. Its elected kings maintain a delicate balance between autonomy and loyalty to Atlas, often mediating disputes among the sub-kingdoms.
  • Hyperborea, with its martial republic, supplies fierce warriors and leaders who thrive in crisis. Its elected dictators, chosen during Grimm surges or external threats, have occasionally challenged Atlas' authority.
  • Balto, the newest member, operates as a semi-independent ally rather than a fully integrated sub-kingdom. Its small but elite military, modeled after Atlas' but with less emphasis on Huntsmen, focuses on coastal defense and anti-Grimm operations. Balto's civilian government, with its elected Senate, Judges, and President, contrasts with Atlas' military-dominated council, leading to ideological friction.
The Atlas Federation is governed by a High Council, with with representatives from each sub-kingdom. The council oversees Dust allocation, Grimm defense strategies, and foreign relations, but internal politics are fraught with competing interests. Indrik and Sedna often push for greater autonomy, while Midgard's corporate influence sways economic decisions. Hyperborea's martial culture aligns closely with Atlas' military, but Balto's independent streak and democratic ideals make it an outlier.

By the time of the RWBY series, the Atlas Federation is a complex entity: a technological marvel and military juggernaut, yet internally divided by its sub-kingdoms' competing agendas. The rise of threats like Salem and global tensions with other kingdoms further test the federation's unity, with each sub-kingdom contributing uniquely to Atlas' response.
 
On Worldbuilding: The 1K Society
The 1K Society: A Secret Order of Mantlean Loyalists

Origins and Ideology

The 1K Society was born in the aftermath of the Great War, when the Kingdom of Mantle's defeat by Vale forced its transformation into the Atlas Federation under the Vytal Peace Accords. The dissolution of Mantle's monarchy, a symbol of Solitas' unity and imperial might, was a bitter loss for the kingdom's noble families. These elites, including the ancient Hardy family and the influential Marigold family, refused to accept the new democratic council and its federation of sub-kingdoms. They formed the 1K Society, named for their ambition to forge a thousand-year empire that would dominate Remnant, restoring Mantle's glory and imposing order on humanity and Faunus.The society's ideology blends nostalgia for Mantle's imperial past with an aristocratic belief in their divine right to rule. They view the Atlas Federation—divided by its sub-kingdoms and constrained by Vytal's peace—as a betrayal of Mantle's legacy. The 1K Society seeks to overthrow the council, restore a monarchy under their control, and transform Atlas into an expansionist power. The society operates as a shadowy aristocracy, manipulating Atlas' military, economy, and politics to achieve their goals. Their ultimate vision is a Remnant united under Atlasian rule, with the 1K Society as its guiding elite.

Structure and Membership

The 1K Society is an exclusive order, limited to roughly 1,000 members from Atlas' most elite families, primarily those with ties to Mantle's pre-war monarchy. Membership is hereditary, though exceptional individuals can rise through merit. The society is organized into three tiers:
  1. The Inner Circle: The ruling council, comprising the heads of the 12 most powerful families, including the Hardy and Marigold family. The Inner Circle sets the society's agenda, approves covert operations, and guards its secrecy. The leader, known as "The Sovereign", is a mysterious figure rumored to be a descendant of the last Mantlean king, their identity known only to the Inner Circle. The Marigolds, led by figures like Henry Marigold's family (from RWBY canon, associated with Atlas' high society), wield significant influence due to their wealth and social connections, orchestrating propaganda and social events to sway Atlas' elite.
  2. The Nobles: The majority of the society, drawn from noble families across Atlas and its sub-kingdoms. These members hold key positions in politics, industry, and the military, executing the Inner Circle's plans. They manipulate Dust trade, sway council votes, and recruit sympathetic Huntsmen. The Marigolds dominate social influence, hosting galas and salons to recruit allies and spread imperial rhetoric, while families like the Hardys focus on military power.
  3. The Initiates: Younger or newly inducted members, tasked with dangerous missions like sabotaging rival kingdoms or eliminating threats. Initiates undergo rigorous vetting, and betrayal is met with death.
The society maintains secrecy through coded communications and rituals. Their emblem, a crown pierced by a thousand needles, symbolizes their loyalty to the monarchy and their covert precision. Meetings occur in hidden estates, abandoned Dust mines, or aboard Sedna's private ships, shielded from Atlas' surveillance. They have several public faces: The Young Atlas movement, which provides scholarships and youth outreach programs to find promising candidates for their agenda, the Marigold Foundation which promotes charity and artistic endeavours, and the Order of Saint Shift, a chapter of the Atlasian Tablebreaker Orthodox Church, which has a primary loyalty to the Society over God.

The Marigold Family's Role

The Marigold family, a prominent Atlasian dynasty known for their wealth and high-society status, is a cornerstone of the 1K Society. Their lineage traces back to Mantle's early aristocracy, and they view themselves as cultural stewards of the old monarchy's grandeur. Unlike the martial Hardys, the Marigolds specialize in soft power, using their social influence to shape Atlasian opinion and legitimize the society's imperial vision. They host lavish events, patronize the arts, and cultivate alliances with other elite families, making them the society's public face—albeit a carefully disguised one.

The Marigolds' wealth, derived from investments in Dust refining and luxury goods, funds the society's operations, from bribing officials to arming Shadow Hunters. Their leader, Lord Reginald Marigold (Henry's father or uncle, a charismatic patriarch), sits on the Inner Circle, advocating for a "civilized" empire that combines military might with cultural dominance. However, their elitism and disdain for the lower classes, including Faunus, align them with the society's supremacist tendencies, creating tension with more progressive sub-kingdoms like Rana Niejta.

Jacques Schnee's Ambition

Jacques Schnee, head of the Schnee Dust Company (SDC), is not a member of the 1K Society but desperately seeks entry to bolster his influence. As a self-made elite who married into the Schnee family, Jacques lacks the hereditary pedigree of the society's aristocratic members, making him an outsider despite his wealth and power. He sees the 1K Society as a path to cementing his legacy and expanding the SDC's dominance beyond Dust trade into political control.Jacques has approached the society through intermediaries, offering financial support and access to SDC resources in exchange for membership. He believes aligning with their imperial goals will secure his family's place in a restored monarchy, potentially positioning his heirs (like Weiss or Whitley) as key figures. However, the Inner Circle, particularly the Marigolds and Hardys, views Jacques with suspicion, seeing him as a nouveau riche opportunist lacking true loyalty to the Mantlean cause. His harsh treatment of Faunus workers and his public feuds with Atlas' council make him a liability, though his resources are tempting.The society strings Jacques along, accepting his funding while withholding full membership. Jinjur Hardy interacts with him cautiously, using his Dust shipments to arm the society's forces while keeping him at arm's length. Jacques' desperation makes him vulnerable to manipulation by Arthur Watts, who encourages his overtures to the society to sow discord and advance Salem's agenda.

Watts, himself a former member of the 1K Society before his exile, is using his old connections to aid in Salem's plans.

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Who doesn't love an evil secret organization as an antagonist for our heroes? And them being manipulated by the bad guys is, again, more interesting than the shit they pulled in Volumes 7-8.
 
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On Worldbuilding: Layout and General Description of Mount Glenn
General Layout

Mount Glenn is a planned city with a radial design, centered around Vorn Tower and organized into concentric zones for residential, industrial, and defensive purposes. The city spans both surface and subterranean levels, leveraging the valley's terrain and Dust vein.

Surface Level
  • Shape: Circular, with concentric rings of development radiating from Vorn Tower at the center. The city is divided into districts connected by Dust-powered monorails and wide boulevards.
  • Outer Perimeter: Reinforced Grimm-proof walls (steel and Dust-infused concrete) encircle the city, studded with automated turrets and sonic barriers to repel Grimm. Watchtowers with early AI systems monitor for threats.
  • Districts:
    • Central District (Vorn's Vision): The heart of the city, home to Vorn Tower, public plazas, and cultural institutions. Designed to inspire awe with holographic billboards, fountains, and lush parks maintained by Dust-fueled climate control.
    • Residential Districts: Radiating outward, these house settlers in sleek apartment blocks and family homes. Each district has schools, medical centers, and community halls to foster a utopian society.
    • Industrial District: Located near the valley's edge, this zone contains Dust refineries, robotic factories, and storage facilities. It's less ornate but heavily automated, with robotic workers managing production.
    • Transit Hub: A network of monorail stations connects districts, with elevated tracks offering scenic views of the city's spires. The hub links to the underground transit tunnels leading to Vale.
  • Green Spaces: Interspersed throughout, with artificial forests and lakes powered by Dust climate control, creating an illusion of natural beauty within a fortified city.
Subterranean Level
  • Dust Nexus: A massive reactor complex at the city's core, channeling the Dust vein's energy to power the city's infrastructure, defenses, and experiments. It's a labyrinth of pipes, generators, and control rooms, heavily guarded and automated.
  • Transit Tunnels: Wide, reinforced tunnels for rail-based transport to Vale and resource extraction. These become death traps during the fall, when Grimm overrun them and Vale seals them with a train bomb.
  • Merlot's Hidden Labs: Secret facilities built by Doctor Merlot beneath the Dust Nexus, used for his Grimm mutation experiments. These labs, filled with vats and containment units, are where the mutant Grimm originate, breaching containment to trigger the city's collapse.
Key Landmarks
  1. Vorn Tower:
    • Description: A towering skyscraper of steel and glass, Elias Vorn's headquarters and the city's centerpiece. It features a penthouse for Vorn, research labs, and a panoramic observation deck symbolizing his vision.
    • Design: Sleek and futuristic, with green and gold accents (Vale's colors). Holographic displays project Vorn's speeches across the city.
    • Role in Downfall: Vorn's final stand occurs here, broadcasting defiance as Grimm overrun the city. He dies in the tower, crushed by rubble or killed by a mutant Grimm.
  2. Dust Nexus:
    • Description: A subterranean reactor system, the largest of its kind, powering Mount Glenn's lights, defenses, and climate control. It's a technological marvel, with automated systems and glowing Dust conduits.
    • Role in Downfall: Merlot's experiments destabilize the Nexus, disabling defenses and allowing Grimm to pour in.
  3. Central Plaza:
    • Description: A grand public space with fountains, statues of Vorn and his family, and holographic billboards promoting his vision. Surrounded by cultural buildings (theater, museum, library).
    • Role in Downfall: Becomes a chaotic evacuation point as settlers flee, later overrun by Grimm.
  4. Grimm-Proof Walls and Defenses:
    • Description: Multi-layered walls with sonic barriers (proven to repel Grimm), automated turrets, and robotic sentries. Watchtowers use early AI to predict Grimm movements.
    • Role in Downfall: Merlot's mutant Grimm bypass the sonic barriers, and the AI fails to adapt, allowing a breach.
  5. Monorail Network:
    • Description: Elevated tracks crisscrossing the city, connecting districts and linking to the transit tunnels. Sleek, Dust-powered trains provide efficient transport.
    • Role in Downfall: Monorails are abandoned as settlers flee on foot or via tunnels, which become overrun.
  6. Merlot's Labs:
    • Description: Hidden beneath the Dust Nexus, these labs contain vats for Grimm mutation, powered by the Dust vein. They're secretive, with restricted access even to Vorn's inner circle.
    • Role in Downfall: The epicenter of the catastrophe, where Merlot's experiments create unstoppable mutant Grimm.
Design and Features
  • Aesthetic: A blend of fairy-tale optimism and industrial might. Soaring spires, glass domes, and green-gold color schemes evoke Vale's pride, while underground systems and heavy defenses reflect pragmatism. Parks and artificial skies create a utopian facade.
  • Technology:
    • Automation: Robotic workers handle mining, construction, and maintenance. Early AI predicts Grimm attacks, though it's imperfect.
    • Dust Integration: The Dust vein powers everything—climate control for artificial weather, sonic barriers for defense, and monorails for transit. The Dust Nexus is the city's heart.
    • Surveillance: Drones and cameras enforce the Citizen Contract, a pledge of loyalty to Vorn's vision, ensuring no dissent or outside influence.
  • Cultural Features:
    • Propaganda: Holographic billboards and Vorn's speeches promote Mount Glenn as humanity's salvation. Schools teach his philosophy, and art (inspired by Lila Flores) glorifies the city.
    • Community: Designed to attract families, artists, and engineers, with promises of safety and prosperity. Unlike mercenary-driven colonies, it fosters a sense of purpose.
  • Defensive Systems:
    • Sonic Barriers: High-frequency emitters repel standard Grimm, a Merlot innovation.
    • Turrets and Sentries: Automated weapons target intruders, but they're calibrated for normal Grimm, not Merlot's mutants.
    • Underground Design: Subterranean districts enhance defense, with artificial day/night cycles to maintain morale.
 
Dragonslayer: Penpals
How's this for a idea for a bit of Dragonslayer.

Jaune was often times stuck in bed from being so sickly. The only people he could talk to was his family at least until his mother signs him up for a penpal program. And he suddenly finds himself having to write letters to a Yang Xiao Long. Who surprisingly writes him back, to the point that they are pretty much their only friends that can be completely honest and blunt with each other.

Years go by, with Yang keeping up the habit of writting to Jaune who accepts and consoles her over everything that she had to do to support her little sister, father, and uncle. And Yang understands and supports him as he laments his denied chance to become a huntsman, his time spent studying medicine, and his slowly recovering/improving body. They send pictures rarely, and think that the other is cute.

Cue their arrival at Beacon, where Yang gets her boots thrown up on by Jaune. Although she is a bit more mature about it, even saying her best friend has motion sickness. It wouldn't be until she is passing by his locker, right when Pyrrha and Weiss are standing by it that she learns the guy that threw up on her boots was HER Jaune.

HER Jaune that didn't have a unlocked aura, didn't get combat training, and was often stuck in bed as a kid...

She tries to get his attention and instead gets partnered up with him during orientation. Leaving Weiss and Pyrrha to team up, Ren and Ruby, and Nora with Blake. She unlocks him aura damn near the next moment she gets even as she chews him out. But it isn't out of fear for him but because she cares for him.

And now the butterfly effect is fully in the air. How will Weiss and Pyrrha react to the sight of Yang literally pushing her bed against Jaune's to sleep with him on cold nights? How will Weiss react to Yang and Jaune being quite friendly and not as rambunctious since she doesn't have to push herself forward for Ruby' s sake?

How long until Nora breaks Blake's legs for getting into trouble and dragging her Renny into it?
 
ValeWatch
Yang and Jaune rushed into the common room and changed the channel. They then sat down on the couch. Weiss and Blake scowled at them.

Weiss: "I was watching the news!"

Blake: "So was I!"

Yang: "What are you, sixty? ValeWatch is on!"

Weiss: "You're watching... Valewatch. The show about barely clad lifeguards who are also Hunters? Why?"

Yang: "Because it's trashy and terrible and hilarious!"

Jaune: "Totally!"

Nora: pops in "YEAH!"

Ren: "I believe the term is 'so bad it's good.'"

Blake: groans "There are literally dozens of better television series to watch than this trash."

Jaune: "Yeah, and I like those. But we also like this."

Yang: "Totally! Don't be so salty, Weiss! You'll sea the appeal!"

Weiss: "Uggggh... Wait, Ruby? Why are you watching?!"

Ruby: "I mean I don't really care about the acting or the drama or anything else... But I love the hardware! All the product placement of Winchester Armaments and Nachfolger Autocannons! It's so blatant but the gear is soooo cool!"

Yang: "And the hot studs don't hurt, either."

Ruby: bright red "YAAAANNNG!"

Yang: "What? I'm glad! I was afraid you'd end up with Crescent Rose as your boyfriend!"

Ruby: "That's sick and weird, Yang! He's my son!"

Pyrrha: sighs "Oh no... This show..."

Jaune: "Come on Pyr, it's great fun! Why are you so-?"

The opening credits reveal Pyrrha... In a tight red swimsuit... With her weapons... Jogging towards the camera on the beach. With 'And starring Pyrrha Nikos as Diana Prince.'

Jaune: "... Oh... Wow."

Yang: "HAHAHA! Seriously Cereal Girl?!"

Weiss: "What?!"

Pyrrha: bright red "It-It was for one season! My agent made me star on it! It was terrible!"

Jaune: "How bad could it be?"

One hour of thoroughly terrible television later...

Weiss: "... Let me get this straight. Diamond smugglers used a rocket powered surfboard to smuggle their stolen goods... And then it got eaten by a killer octopus... While terrorists held everyone in an airship that was about to explode... While Rich Masterson, aka Dave Hoff, had to give a charity concert?"

Blake: "... I have read fanfics that made more sense than this."

Yang: "And written them. But that's the charm! Also, damn Cereal Girl! You did take acting lessons, right?"

Pyrrha: moans, face in her hands "I tried. I really did... I was just so nervous..."

Jaune: "Well, um... For what it's worth, I thought you did a good job as a villainous femme fatale... At least when you weren't speaking."

Pyrrha: "R-Really?" brightens

Jaune: "Yeah! Also... Hahahahaha! Oh man... That guy cast the opposite of you was so dense! His character can't tell your character was into him?! What a numbskull! There's nobody that dense in real life!"

Pyrrha: "Ha... Haha... Y-Yes..."

Nora: "I liked the explosions! Though I think they just reused them from the last season!"

Yang: "Yeah, those were dope. Crazy part? This isn't even the first time they had a terrorist plot with diamond smuggling and a giant killer octopus."

Jaune: "Oh man, and that alien abduction episode? What was that about?"

Yang: "I know right?!"

Weiss: "Ruby... Please tell me you did not enjoy that travesty."

Ruby: "Did you see those rescue airships?! The latest Wayland Tigertails! Ooh, I think they got the upgraded IFF sensor nodes, too!"

Weiss: "... I'm the only sane one here, aren't I?"

Blake: "Ha. Please."

Yang: "So... You don't want to watch more?"

Weiss: "..." sighs "Fine."

Yang and Jaune: "WOO!"
 
Valewatch 2
Blake: "What's next? Lifeguards fighting samurai? Or ninjas? Or ninja samurai?!"

Jaune: "Actually, they already had episodes with samurai. And ninja. And ninja samurai."

Blake: "Wait. What."

Yang: "Yeah! Dave Hoff put away a Fuujin crimelord and when he gets out of jail, he comes after Dave to try and kill him and his family! With his team of ninjas!"

Weiss: "... How did a lifeguard put a Fuujin crimelord in jail?"

Yang: "Those kinds of questions don't matter when it comes to Valewatch."

Jaune: "Honestly, asking any more questions than necessary kind of defeats the point of watching it."

Blake: "So... Don't think about it?"

Yang: "Nope!"

Jaune: "Not too hard, or you'll give yourself a stroke."

Weiss: "And so much is explained about you two blond bimbos."

Yang and Jaune: "Hey!"
 
ValeWatch 3
Once again, our heroes are tuning in for another episode of ValeWatch. Even Weiss has gotten into making fun of the stupid show.

Weiss: "Vikings... Frozen Vikings from Solitas. They were in an ice berg, unfroze, and attacked the city."

Yang: laughing her ass off

Jaune: ditto

Ruby: "Ugh... Those axes and swords are all wrong! They're modern Dust refined steel, not forged!"

Nora: "I know right?! My enjoyment of this episode is severely impaired!"

Ren: "More caramel popcorn?"

Nora: "Thanks Renny! I am appeased!"

Weiss: groans "Well at least Pyrrha is in the episode to-"

Pyrrha on screen: "Hey you! Stop that! You Vikings! Are! So bad! I will defeat you!"

Weiss: Stares at Pyrrha "... How many acting classes did you take again?"

Pyrrha: blush "I was nervous!"

Jaune: "Still, this is a great fight scene. You're the best at those, Pyr!"

Pyrrha: "I-Oh, w-well, thank you!"

Yang: "Hmph. I could do better fight scenes..."

Jaune: "Huh?"

Yang: louder "Yeah, that was basically the only saving grace of this show: Cool fight scenes, hot guys and girls, and total insanity."

Weiss: "Wait, was? It was cancelled?!"

Jaune: "Yeah. I'm guessing they brought Pyr on as a desperate hail mary?"

Pyrrha: "Unfortunately, yes. Then they made a spin off set in Menagerie and um... Well that lasted four episodes before being canceled."

Ruby: "I heard the producer got thrown out of a window in his office building."

Stares

Ruby: "He was fine after!"

Nora: "Oh good! That's what I was worried about!"

Yang: "So, you've gotta have all kinds of dirt from behind the scenes, Cereal Girl-Right?"

Pyrrha: "Oh, well... Not really. Mister Hoff was actually very nice. He tried to help me with acting and even gave me advice for a singing career... Which um... I didn't go for. Not fully."

Jaune: "I bet you sing great!"

Pyrrha: bright red "Th-Thank you!"

Yang: scowls "I also sing, ya know."

Jaune: "Oh, I'm sorry Yang. I'd love to hear you sing too!"

Weiss: "I am literally a professional singer!"

Jaune: blinks "But I've already heard you sing, Weiss."

Weiss: "Hmph!"

Jaune: ... Women.

Jaune: "Anyway! Next episode!"

Weiss: "Please tell me this isn't as crazy as the last one?"

Yang: "It totally isn't! In fact, Blake? Stop reading your smut fics and watch with us! I think you'll find it hilarious!"

Blake: "I somehow doubt it."

They watch... And...

Blake: "... Let me get this straight. The Straw Feminist and Faunus Rights Activist who died an episode ago... Is reincarnated as a dog."

Yang: "Eeyup!"

Jaune: "Totally!"

Blake: "... And this episode's writer's other credits include?"

Jaune: "Mostly 'World's Blankiest Blank' kind of stuff."

Blake: "Well, at least they're consistent."

Weiss: smirk "Oh, I am just loving this~."

Blake: "You would, racist!"

Weiss: "Brat!"

Blake: "Sow!"

Weiss: "Hypocrite!"

Jaune: sighs as Weiss and Blake argue "Maybe this was a bad idea."

Yang: "At least it wasn't the Cat People Episode. We'd never hear the end of it."
 
Sage's Semblance
Sage Ayana has the Semblance of Psychometry.

Sage: "Jaune. May I examine your sword?"

Jaune: "Hm? Oh, sure."

Sage: "I like to try my Semblance on older weapons, and since yours is the oldest one here, I think it would be a unique experience."

Jaune: "Er... Sure."

Sage touches Crocea Mors. His Semblance activates and he hums thoughtfully.

Sage: "... Huh. Shirou, your great-grandfather, killed a LOT of soldiers with this."

Jaune: "Oh yeah. A lot."

Sage: "So did your great-great grandfather. And a lot of Grimm."

Jaune: "Uh huh...?"

Sage: "On many battlefields. Impressive... I am seeing the Battles of Camelot, Camlenn, Argus, the siege of Mantle..."

Jaune: "That's incredible!"

Sage: "... Your Nana was quite attractive. Like, REALLY attractive. How were those things real? Wow, she was just the hottest-"

Jaune: takes his sword back "Okay, that's enough of that."

Sage: clears his throat "Sorry about that."
 
Jaune, Team SSSN, and MILFs
The Beacon Academy JNPR common room was a lively mess, with snack wrappers and open books strewn across the table, the late evening light filtering through the windows. Team SSSN and Jaune Arc sprawled across the couches, the air thick with banter and the faint hum of Aura from their earlier training. Jaune, in his black hoodie and white armor, leaned back, his blonde hair slightly mussed.

"It is nice to train with guys once in a while," Jaune observed.

"And Neptune," Scarlet snarked, cleaning his sword.

"Haha," Neptune huffed, working on his goggles.

"No problem, Jaune!" Sun grinned. "Any friend of Blake's is a friend of ours!"

"More or less," Sage observed. At Jaune's stare, Sage blinked. "That was a joke."

"Oh," Jaune mumbled, thinking of Ren. He wondered if he and Sage met in secret to work on being deadpan together.

"Woah! Who is the babe?!"

Jaune looked over at Neptune, who was holding up a framed picture of Jaune's family. Jaune scowled.

"That's my mom," Jaune growled.

"She's like the ultimate MILF!" Neptune crowed, "Hot Damn!"

"Neptune, answer me honestly," Jaune said, his voice teasing but sharp. "How would you personally feel if I was enjoying the view of your mother?"

Neptune, his blue hair catching the light, froze, his goggles slipping from his fingers. His voice was flat, defensive. "My mom's not a babe."

Jaune's eyebrow arched, his grin widening.

"What if she was one at our age?"

Neptune's eyes narrowed, his eyebrow twitching irritably. "Then she's not my mom, is she?"

Sun Wukong, lounging nearby, his tail swishing lazily, chimed in, his voice dripping with amusement.

"Dude, I know I'm a little late on the upkeep, but before you dig yourself deeper, I gotta let ya know something. A while back, I was walking in the park and saw Jaune helping a bunch of little kids get their ball back from a tree. The look their moms gave him afterward? Like they were starving and he was a plate of prime rib. So, I'm just saying… there's a good chance he seduces your mom outright."

Neptune's jaw dropped, his voice a yelp. "He would not!"

Scarlet's grin turned wicked, his eyes glinting. "He has Professor Goodwitch's Scroll number."

"HE WHAT?!" Neptune squawked, his face reddening.

Jaune waved his hands, his voice flustered.

"It's just because she's tutoring me, and I'm working as a teaching assistant!"

Sun leaned forward, undeterred, his voice sly.

"You also have the number for Blake's mom! Don't deny it, I saw the caller I.D. yesterday!"

Jaune's blush deepened, his voice defensive. "Well, I'm trying to help Blake reconnect with her parents!"

Neptune's eyes bulged, his voice a shout.

"Why are you doing that?!"

"She asked me to?" Jaune said, his tone bewildered, his hands raised.

Scarlet, perched on the armrest, smirked. Jaune prayed he wouldn't stoke the flames any further... But his prayers were not answered.

"What about that white-haired woman who kept saying she was Weiss's mom?"

Jaune groaned, rubbing his neck. "She was friends with my parents!"

Sage Ayana crossed his arms, his green hair catching the light, his voice calm but pointed.

"What about that strange raven-haired woman who looked like an older version of Yang and tried to throttle you last week?"

Jaune's face darkened, his voice sharp.

"That's Yang's mom. She's a bitch. My mom tried to make her come home and apologize to Yang for abandoning her."

Sun placed a hand on Neptune's shoulder, his voice mock-solemn.

"Still, dude, you're four for four on moms right now. I'm sorry, man, he'll seduce your mom. It's inevitable at this point."

Neptune's face was now a brilliant shade of red, his voice a strangled growl. Jaune flailed, his voice desperate. "No, no, no! My parents are trying to make Raven apologize to Yang! I don't—She's not hot!"

Sage's eyebrow arched, his voice dry. "She's a near one-to-one copy of Yang. Are you saying Yang's not hot?"

Jaune's eyes widened, his voice a frantic scramble.

"Physically, yes! But she abandoned her entire family and is a bandit! She's terrible! That kills any arousal at all."

"Then why is she following you around?" Neptune demanded. Jaune shrugged helplessly.

"I have no idea!"

Neptune was turning red at this moment, huffing like an angry bull.

"And anyway, it doesn't matter! I haven't met Neptune's mom!" Jaune added.

Sage held up his Scroll and projected an image of a very attractive older woman in a suit with a skirt with long blue hair. Jaune stared, and blushed.

"Oh... Wow... She's uh... I-I mean she looks... Nice?"

"And she's coming for the Vytal Festival," Sun grinned.

Scarlet placed a hand on Neptune's other shoulder, his voice teasing. "Tsk, tsk, sorry, Nep. Looks like Jaune's gonna seduce your mom."

Neptune's control snapped, his voice a roar. "YOU BASTARD!"

He launched himself at Jaune, hands aiming for his throat.

"HURK!" Jaune gasped, stumbling back as Neptune tackled him, the two crashing into the couch.

Sun cackled, leaning back, while Scarlet snorted, his voice dry. "Why exactly did we do this?"

Sage shook his head, his voice calm but amused. "It means he's now one of us."

"Having Neptune freak out and try to strangle us?" Scarlet asked.

Sun nodded.

"Totally! We all went through that!"

Scarlet hummed and shrugged as Jaune yelped in desperation.

"Fair enough."

- - -

There you go, no Jaune harem antics. Just Neptune freaking out and losing his control and Team SSSN being trolls.
 
Further SSSN Misadventures
With how I write Team SSSN, Sun being a bit like Abridged!Son Goku, and Sage, Scarlet, and Neptune being like Piccolo, Tien and Yamcha respectively, it amuses me to no end to write Neptune as a spazz behind his front of being a cool, confident playboy. Oh sure he's perfectly competent in a fight but his desperate need to look cool is his downfall.

And he seems most likely of SSSN to have had incidents where he lost his temper and strangled one of his teammates. Here's how it went with Sun!

After a training session gone wrong, Sun was caught in an explosion. His team rushes him to a Bullhead as they evacuate back to Haven.

Neptune: "Sun! Buddy?! Can you speak to me?! What's wrong?!"

Sun: "Ohhhh... Ohhh... The pain, the painnnnn...!"

Neptune: "Where does it hurt?! WHERE?!"

Sun: "I'm sooo... Sooo...!"

Neptune: "So what?! WHAT?!"

Sun: "Hungry! We missed lunch for this training session and I didn't pack any snacks!"

Neptune: "YOU STUPID MONKEY BASTARD!" Strangles him

Sun: "HURK!"

Sage: "I feel like we should stop this."

Scarlet: "Nah. Sun'll be fine. He said so himself."

Sage: "Huh. Fair enough."
 
The Arc Clan: Total Ridiculousness
Of course I was tempted to go even sillier with the Arc Clan. Even more ridiculous.

All was lost. Salem loomed over them, a terrifying specter of death. Even Blake and Yang's incredible lesbian love couldn't defeat her... So they broke up immediately after. Sun helped Blake get over things real quick.

Blake: "Comfort me with your abs, Sun!"

Sun: "Okay!"

Weiss: "If we're dying, I'm going out having sex with the love of my life! Jaune! I mean you could grow a beard but otherwise you're perfect!"

Yang: "LIKE HELL! I'M the blonde bombshell! I'm getting with the hero!"

Ruby: "ME! I COMMITTED SUICIDE!"

Weiss: "YOU GOT BETTER!"

Glynda: "Great... We die as we live... As gigantic idiots."

Jaune: *sighs* "Yeah..."

Oscar: "Sorry guys. I guess... We finally ran out of time."

Nora: "Amazing how you began to suck so hard at saving the world just now, huh?"

Ren: "Uncanny. Anyway Nora, I love you. I'm sorry I was stupid."

Nora: "I was stupider! I took romantic advice from Blake!"

Blake: "HEY!"

Jaune: Is being fought over by three girls "... Somehow this isn't how I thought it would end."

Cinder: "You could always join me, Jaune~! We've always had a spark, you know! I killed your girlfriend for you!"

Jaune: "Get fucked, one-eye."

Cinder: "Oooh, I'll use the whip and candle wax for that~!"

Salem: "Mwahahahaha... You will all join me in death soon enough-!"

Isabel: "JAUNE. MILES. ARC!"

Jaune: "M-Mom?!"

Isabel Arc stalks up, cracking the ground with every step. Salem looks affronted.

Salem: "Excuse me, we're having a final battle for the fate of the world. I'll kill you when it's your turn-"

Isabel does an offhand backhand that would make Batman envious, knocking Salem right off her feet and into the nearby mountain, making it collapse on top of her.

All: "... What."

Isabel: "Why haven't you called in two years?!"

Jaune: "The CCTnet was down-"

Isabel: "YOUR SISTER SENT LETTERS! WHY COULDN'T YOU?!" She hugged him tightly "MY BABY BOY! WHY MUST YOU MAKE YOUR MOTHER WORRY SO?!"

Jaune: "MMPH!"

Salem bursts out of the mountain and stomps back.

Salem: "First: What, and second: THE FUCK?!"

Isabel: "EXCUSE ME!" Punches Salem back into the rubble of the mountain "I AM HAVING A CONVERSATION WITH MY SON! WAIT YOUR DAMN TURN!"

Salem: "... Yes ma'am."

Cinder: "... New Mistress! Hello Mother Arc! I'm your son's fiance!"

Jaune: "LIKE HELL SHE IS!"

Ruby: "YEAH! I AM!"

Weiss: "THE HELL YOU ARE!"

Yang: "I CALL HIM!"

A brawl ensues.

Blake: "... You know, I'm kind of glad not to be the harem protagonist anymore. Way too much pressure."

Sun: "Yeah, and there really wasn't much to your character in the last few volumes."

Blake: "What?"

Sun: "I mean I love you, sweetie!"

Blake: "Aw..."
 
The Arc Clan: Tangy, Phillip, Arturia, and Uncle Zechs
Phillip Graves walked into the office in Vale's government building that his niece was using. Honestly, he was proud of her: The troops she had stationed around the area were all sharp and eyeing him with suspicion, and were in regular uniform rather than the elaborate dress uniforms Varnholt had insisted upon with tall fuzzy green hats and ridiculous gloves.

He stepped in, scanning the interior. His niece was just where he thought she'd be: Standing in the middle of several holowindows and plots, dictating orders, while Visha stood at her side, ever faithful and supportive.

"Rip those older security systems out, pay the local electricians double if you have to," Tangy snapped, "We are NOT running the Vytal Festival with this mess of a security system! Especially not in that sector!"

"Yes ma'am!" Said the man in the window-Weiss, Graves believed. Tangy turned to another holowindow.

"Colonel, we're still dealing with Grimm infestations at Fort Celliwig," the man (Grantz he believed), "We can't pull any more troops from other bases to supplement their numbers."

Tangy frowned and nodded.

"All right. Issue another round of training missions for Beacon. Offer double pay, we've got the budget. Afterwards, get in contact with the public high schools and religious schools: See if they have any legal aged students looking to do volunteer work to help fix up the base."

"Yes ma'am!" Grantz saluted. Tangy turned to one last window, with a long faced man-Koenig, as Graves recalled.

"Colonel, there's a bandit encampment confirmed in Forever Fall. They're near the new logistics base we set up. Most likely they're after the latest Dust shipment that's waiting there for distribution."

"Cheeky bastards," Tangy muttered. "How many forces can we spare to wipe them out right now?"

Koenig shook his head.

"We're overextended as is. Can we call in an airstrike?"

Tangy hid her irritation behind her cold professional mask, but Graves knew better.

"The VSS Banshee's battlegroup doesn't arrive for two more days. They had to deal with a pirate raid," Tangy stated.

"We could ask the Atlasians," Visha suggested. Tangy sighed.

"As a last resort, we will. But if we aren't able to handle a bandit camp in our own backyard, we don't deserve the name of a military," Tangy stated.

"Then could Colonel Graves spare any men?" Koenig respectfully suggested.

Tangy looked expectantly at her uncle, who sighed.

"Sadly no. We're dealing with Grimm extermination missions for the next 48 hours. It's almost like they were all migrating here at the same time."

"Mm! We've only seen that phenomenon a few times in history, Colonel!" Visha contributed, holding up her Scroll, "But never on this scale! We haven't been able to find anything to correlate to it!"

"Keep looking," Tangy ordered, "Even Varnholt wasn't so incompetent as to let in this many Grimm around Vale on purpose."

"How is the old War Horse, by the way?" Graves asked. Tangy gave her uncle a smirk.

"He is being tended to by tailors, armorers, and publicists all day to ensure he is at his best for the Vytal Festival opening, mid, and closing ceremonies," she said, "As a man of his age and reputation should look his absolute best."

Graves grinned savagely.

"That's my girl," he said, and Tangy preened a bit. She then looked back at her subordinates, who were all attempting to hide smiles. Well, most of them: Visha didn't even bother. "Don't you all have work to do?"

"Ma'am!" They responded in unison with salutes. Tangy fixed her eyes on Koenig.

"I'll call in a favor for the camp. Maintain observation."

"Ma'am!"

The holowindows closed with a wave of Tangy's hand. She turned her full attention to her uncle, as Visha stood at her side.

"You didn't just come for that I take it?" Tangy asked.

Graves smirked a bit.

"I had a visit from Nana," he said. "She wants to know everything about Jaune's potential paramours."

"What makes you think I would waste time investigating them all?" Tangy asked, almost offended. Graves continued to smirk. Tangy sighed, and nodded to Visha. The curvy girl beamed and handed over a holochip.

"The full intel dossiers on all of them," Visha said brightly, "I think you'll be very interested! The Colonel personally made lists on how to tease them all!"

"Visha!" Tangy hissed. Visha blushed.

"Oops! Sorry!"

"Ah, that's my great-granddaughter," a kindly female voice spoke, as a dainty but agile hand snatched the holochip out of Grave's hand. Tangy goggled as Arturia Arc beamed at her. Visha grinned and waved.

"Hey Nana! There's a great new cheeseburger place near the capital building! You want to check it out?"

"I would love to!" Arturia beamed. Tangy flushed as Arturia sized her up.

"Nana," Tangy stated, "Preparations for the festival are underway. Though there are many obstacles… We are overcoming them."

Arturia stared intently at Tangy, the full force of her presence falling over them. Graves stood at attention, as did Tangy. Visha beamed, oblivious, but she remained quiet. This presence, this Aura, was strong and as heavy as the judgement of Heaven.

It then passed, leaving only warmth and love, as Arturia smiled honestly.

"As I expected of you, Tangerine," she said, "I am very proud of all you have done."

Tangy flushed, but nodded stoically.

"Thank you Nana," she said, quiet but genuine.

"So," Arturia said, glancing at Visha knowingly, "Do you have a date for the Vytal Gala?"

Tangy coughed.

"It would be inappropriate for me to take a date to the Gala, as I only know subordinates-"

"We'll be going as friend, Nana!" Visha said cheerfully. Tangy scowled.

"I didn't say that!"

"You didn't have to!" Visha bubbled, "Besides! Imagine the buffet! You wouldn't leave me out of that, would you, Colonel?"

Tangy sighed heavily.

"I suppose not," she muttered. She scowled as her uncle and great-grandmother smirked at each other. "Stop that!"

"We didn't say a word," Graves chuckled.

"You didn't have to," Tangy grumbled, as Visha began eating a chocolate bar. "Visha, don't eat while we're on duty."

"Oops! Sorry Colonel!" Visha apologized.

"So," Arturia said, "That bandit camp out in Forever Fall. How are you going to handle that? Do you need Shirou and I to go out?"

"No Nana," Tangy said, shaking her head, "While I appreciate it, if any of them got a lucky hit on you two, that would be disastrous for morale. Several Beacon teams are already deployed to Forever Fall right now for training missions, they're going to see the whole thing."

"So, who are you sending after them?" Graves asked.

"I asked a favor," and here Tangy grinned devilishly, "Of Cousin Zechs."

"You do realize that means he won't kill any of them unless he absolutely has to, right?" Graves asked, raising an eyebrow. Tangy nodded.

"Yes. As much fun as slaughtering them all might be, we do need to mind our optics," Tangy said. "Besides, returning them weaken, beaten, and demoralized will send the proper message."

"I'm so proud," Arturia sniffled.

Shay D. Mann had been confident this raid would be a clean sweep. Raven had dispatched him and a handful of her tribe's flunkies to hit a small Valean military logistics hub on Vale's outskirts in the Forever Fall, banking on the chaos of the White Fang's attacks to cover their tracks. The target: a hefty cache of Dust, ripe for the taking.

Things had gotten a bit complicated: A few Beacon Hunter-in-Training teams had been near the small logistics base, and were fighting them. He'd spotted Raven's daughter among them.

Raven's orders about her daughter were clear: Don't hurt her or her friends. But with the way she was charging into the fight, some blond dope with a sword and shield fighting alongside, that wasn't going to be easy. Hell the redhead was giving them enough trouble!

Even so, it was supposed to be easy… But things had gone catastrophically wrong.

"Wh-Wh-WHAT IS THAT?!" a bandit shrieked, his voice breaking in panic.

From the growing darkness as the sun set, it flew: A Mechashift Armor, its crimson and black frame gleaming with malevolent elegance, like a dragon forged in steel. Its sleek, predatory design crowned with curved, horn-like protrusions, loomed over them. In its grip, a massive Dust beam saber crackled to life, glowing with volatile energy, while a colossal heat rod extended from its arm, pulsating with menacing light. Its green, slit-like optics glared down, exuding an aura of ruthless precision.

Shay's blood ran cold. He knew exactly what this was. "That's a Mechashift Armor!" he yelled, his voice raw with dread. "IT'S A GUNDAMMMM—!"

The massacre was relentless. Epyon moved with terrifying grace, its heat rod lashing out like a serpent, slicing through bandits and their crude weapons in a blaze of sparks and screams-Only their Aura kept them from dying instantly. The heat rod swept through the air, incinerating anything in its path with molten fury.

Shay, driven by pure desperation, sprinted through the chaos, dodging energy lashes and flying debris until he reached the rendezvous point, lungs burning and heart hammering.

"RUN!" He bellowed, his fellow bandits all following his lead as they ran. A red cut appeared in reality, and one of Raven's portals opened up like a great eye. Shay dove through, the rest of the bandits following suit. They tumbled through the portal, falling to the dirty floor of the latest Branwen Tribe base. The portal shut behind them. Shay, panting hard, slowly looked up into the enraged eyes of Raven Branwen.

"Shay? What happened?" Raven demanded.

"W-Well… Um… We tried to get the shipment," Shay said, "But a lot of training teams, including Pyrrha Nikos, your daughter and her boyfriend, were fighting us."

Raven's eyes glowed with anger. Shay continued quickly.

"W-We didn't hurt them! We avoided any real harm, I promise! They're all okay… But then a GUNDAM of all things came in! A freaking Gundam! We thought they were all inactive but it came! It beat us all to a pulp! We-We're only alive because it let us go! Please, I-I take responsibility! Don't kill us all for this failure!"

Shay may have been a dirty coward but acting like he wasn't a bitch was the only way Raven wouldn't kill him. Raven stared intensely at him.

Raven then grabbed Shay's shoulder, pulled him up, and dragged him off to a private part of the old building. He heard the sighs of relief of the other bandits behind him as she pulled him along.

Traitors, he thought angrily. Raven shoved him against the wall and stared into his eyes. He held his breath.

"... When it comes to a legendary warrior, retreat is the wisest decision," Raven decided.

Shay held in his sigh of relief and tried not to sag. He nodded.

"Thank you, Raven."

"Now," Raven growled, making Shay cringe, "Tell me…"

About the shipment? The Gundam? Vale's defenses?

"... About my daughter's boyfriend," Raven asked, her eyes narrowed. "Who is he? Is he strong? What does he look like?"

Shay blinked.

"Huh?"

Back at the Forever Fall, Teams JNPR and RWBY looked on in awe at the dragon-like mecha shift armor. The bandits had fled from its fearsome power, though they'd been holding their own. Still, Jaune wasn't going to complain as he grinned at the ominous looking mechashift armor.

"Dragon Robot saved us!" Nora cheered. "WOO!" Lie Ren smiled indulgently. Weiss groaned.

"Why can't we just have one training mission where nothing happens?" Weiss cried, "Just one boring, straightforward mission?"

"What's the point of those?" Ruby grinned. "Oh wow, Epyon! So amazing! I wanna take it apart and put it back together!"

"It's been a while since I saw it," Jaune added, also broadly grinning.

"Wait, you know that mechashift armor?!" Weiss gasped.

"Yeah!" Jaune said with a nod with a grin. Weiss groaned.

"Oh no, don't tell me-"

The armor stepped forward. The helmet opened, revealing an incredible handsome man with piercing blue eyes and long platinum blond hair that hell down his back. He smirked a bit as Jaune waved.

"Cousin Zechs!"

"Cousin Jaune," Zechs nodded, "Glad to see you well."

"Glad to see you here!" Jaune laughed, running up to hug him. Zechs hugged him back, patting him on the shoulder.

"Super glad to see you too!" Ruby cried, clinging to Zechs' left arm eagerly. Zechs raised an eyebrow.

"Ruby Rose, I presume?"

"You've heard of me?" Ruby squealed.

"Heero told me about you," Zechs chuckled.

"HEE~!"

"Of… Of course," Weiss sighed, "Another freaking Arc." Yang elbowed her.

"Stop complaining," Yang grinned, "It's a nice preview of the future."

"Very nice," Blake agreed.

"Yes it is," Pyrrha sighed.

Weiss blushed severely.

"I-I didn't say it wasn't-I-you-Shut up!"

 
Original Character, Do Steal: Colonel Eamon Badger, James Ironwood and Sienna Khan's Old Commanding Officer
Name: Colonel Eamon Badger
Allusion: Mr. Badger from The Wind in the Willows by Kenneth Grahame, embodying wisdom, loyalty, and a protective, grounded nature.
Naming Process: Eamon, derived from Old Irish meaning "guardian" or "protector," reflects his role as a steadfast leader and mentor. Badger, a direct nod to his literary inspiration, underscores his tenacity, territorial instincts, and unyielding resolve.
Age: 42 at the time of his death.
Background: Eamon Badger was born in Atlas to a working-class Faunus family, his badger-like traits earning him both pride and prejudice in a human-dominated military. Rising through the ranks of Atlas's Special Forces, he became a colonel known for his strategic brilliance and fierce loyalty to his team. He mentored young officers like James Ironwood and Sienna Khan, fostering unity between humans and Faunus in his elite unit. His final mission, a botched operation in Mistral to dismantle a Dust smuggling ring, was sabotaged by political corruption. Eamon sacrificed himself to save James and Sienna, collapsing a ravine to bury their enemies, leaving them the only two survivors of their unit. His death drove Sienna to lead the White Fang and James to become a reformist general, each seeking to honor his legacy in their own way.
Race: Faunus (Badger traits: retractable claws, heightened low-light senses).
Emblem: A silver badger's head with amber eyes, framed by crossed axes and a shield, symbolizing protection and unyielding strength.
Weapon: Talon's Ward – A double-headed axe that turns into a high-caliber rifle. The axe, engraved with geometric patterns, delivers powerful Dust-infused strikes (earth or fire Dust). The rifle fires elemental rounds for ranged combat, reflecting Eamon's versatility. A small, reinforced shield integrated into the axe's haft allows for defensive maneuvers, embodying his protective nature.
Semblance: Burrow's Resolve – Eamon could summon temporary barriers of earth or energy to shield allies or redirect attacks. These barriers, glowing with an earthen hue, could withstand significant force but drained his Aura rapidly. In combat, he used this to hold defensive lines or create safe zones, reflecting his role as a guardian.
Appearance: Eamon was tall and broad, with a rugged, weathered face and a thick mane of silver-streaked black hair. His amber eyes, sharp and perceptive, glowed faintly in darkness due to his Faunus traits. Scars from past battles marked his arms and chest, a testament to his frontline leadership. His presence was commanding yet approachable, with a gruff warmth that inspired trust.
Outfit: Eamon wore a practical Atlasian officer's uniform, modified for mobility: a dark blue coat with synthetic fur lining, reinforced with lightweight armor plates. His badge, a simple silver badger, was pinned to his chest. A worn, dark green scarf, a gift from his unit, hung loosely around his neck, symbolizing their bond. His attire blended Atlas's austerity with a rugged, earthy aesthetic tied to his badger inspiration.
Personality: Eamon was a stern yet compassionate leader, blending Mr. Badger's gruff wisdom with a soldier's discipline. He treated all under his command—human or Faunus—with equal respect, earning fierce loyalty. His dry humor and knack for storytelling, often sharing tales of survival, made him a father figure to James and Sienna. He despised bureaucracy, viewing it as a betrayal of the soldiers he led, yet he remained steadfast in his duty. His belief in unity and sacrifice shaped his mentees, though his death left them grappling with his ideals in conflicting ways.
Role in Atlas's Forces: As captain of an elite Special Forces unit, Eamon led high-risk missions, from Grimm extermination to covert operations against political threats. His tactical acumen and ability to inspire made his unit a cornerstone of Atlas's military. He trained James in strategic discipline and Sienna in controlled ferocity, fostering their potential while advocating for Faunus rights within Atlas's rigid system.

Notes:

The Botched Mission: In a covert operation in Mistral, Eamon's unit was tasked with dismantling a rogue Dust smuggling ring tied to a corrupt Mistrali councilor. The mission was a setup—political pressures from Atlas and Mistral led to falsified intel, sending the unit into an ambush by Grimm and hired mercenaries. Eamon's semblance held off waves of attackers, creating barriers to protect his team, but the overwhelming odds decimated the unit. James was gravely injured, losing parts of his body to a Beowolf's claws, requiring cybernetic replacements. Sienna, though unharmed, was forced to retreat with James under Eamon's orders. In his final act, Eamon used the last of his Aura to collapse a ravine, burying the enemy and himself to ensure James and Sienna's escape. Eamon's death was a turning point. Sienna, enraged by the betrayal and loss of her mentor, saw the system's corruption as irredeemable. She left Atlas, joining the White Fang and eventually leading it with militant zeal to force change through violence. James, haunted by his survival and Eamon's sacrifice, doubled down on his duty, rising to general to reform Atlas from within, though his increasing reliance on control and cybernetics reflected his struggle to process the trauma. Both carried Eamon's memory—Sienna in her fierce resolve, James in his rigid discipline—yet neither could fully honor his belief in unity.
 
Yang's Bullying
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I mean this could work for Pyrrha... But Yang could verge towards bullying a few times in the show. Sooo...

Yang steals Jaune's lunch.

Yang: "My lunch now, VB!"

Jaune: "Wha-Seriously?!"

She does it again and runs off.

Yang: "Loved your sandwich! Gonna love this one, too!"

Jaune: "YANG! DAMNIT!"

Then... Yang is about to eat his mother's cookies. In front of him.

Yang: "Mm... They smell even better than Ruby's cookies!"

Ruby: "Yang!"

Jaune finally has had enough.

Jaune: "I swore I'd never hit a girl who didn't hit me first..."

Yang: "Oh really, VB? Whatcha gonna do, VB? Not like you're man enough to-MMMPH?!"

Jaune kisses the hell out of Yang, dipping her. He then lets her go, speechless. He plucks the cookie out of her hand and eats it.

Jaune: "My cookie."

Yang: "..." licks her lips "Wait... I want a taste."

Jaune: "Like hell I'd give you-MMPH!"

They resume kissing... Angrily... Then passionately as they begin making out vigerously.

Ruby: "Damn you Yang...!" She has one of Jaune's mom's cookies, cries "Damnit! They are better! Well, if Yang marries Jaune maybe she'll teach me how to bake?"

Pyrrha: TWITCH 'I needed to bully him! THAT WAS THE KEY!'
 
Holy Bun: Ear Tugging
Cardin: "Velv... I gotta ask. You were strong enough to beat the crap out of me. Heck, you could have had your team beat us up and we'd have been no mater."

Velvet: "So?"

Cardin: "So... Why didn't you do that when I was tugging on your ears?"

Velvet: "..." blush "Um... W-Well... I actually kind of like it when you pull my ears."

Cardin: "..." blush "Oh."

Velvet: "Sooo... You want to try tugging them now?"

Cardin: "Okay!"

Blake stares at the two.

Weiss: "Blake? Stop that."

Blake: "But they're living out so many of my fantasies-!"

Weiss: "Stop being you!"

Blake: "Racist!"

Weiss: "Pervert!"

Cardin: "God I hate it when couples fight in public."

Weiss and Blake: "SHUT UP!"
 
Naruto's Wisdom
If Naruto talked with Sun.

Naruto: Kid, I love your dedication but a Romance is not the way to go about it. And if Romance is your primary goal there are different ways to go.

Sun: Then what do I do?

Naruto: First, instead of one moody volatile princess, you go after several of them, but the trick is to never flirt with them.

Sun: Never?

Naruto: Absolutely Never, then you have to be yourself, that is to say a hyper competent buffoon.

Sun: Done.

Naruto: Good, next you are gonna need a grand dream.

Sun: Does family and going for a semi-peaceful revolution through funny pranks count?

Naruto: THAT is the winning strategy. You are a quick learner.

Sun: Aww, thanks for believing in me.

Naruto: Well, you best Believe that. Ok, now comes the most important part, that is, you ignore all of them because your purpose is more important to you and after a few hundred episodes, you go for the best girl that was always there. Who is also shy and a princess.

Sun: Well, sorry to disappoint Sensei but us modern kids don't get 700 episodes. Also a shy princess?

Naruto: Well, shit. OK, ok we can still fix this. Now where to find your princess? (looks around and finds May shyly looking from behind a wall)

Naruto: Well Kid, you ever dated a sniper girl before?

Sun: ....no?

Naruto: Buckle up because you are about to.

Naruto quickly knocks both of them out and cleverly locks them in a room with all the necessities but very cramped space. Thankfully neither of them need much light.

Sun: I am SO SO SO sorry for Sensei, he doesn't really care much about people's opinion about training and calls it his "Toad Sage Extreme" strategy, and now you got stuck with me as part of his shenanigans.

May: Um, well It's no problem, besides I wanted to get to know new people as well, and this is a great approach, if unorthodox isn't it? I am May Zedong btw.

Sun: Oh, well that's fine. Also hi May, I am Sun Wukong. Now let's figure out a way to get out of here, your family must be worried.

May: Ummm, I only have my team and no family.

Sun: Oh shit you too huh. Well anyways, sorry for assuming anyway still , try to get out of here hmm?

May blushes and as they both try to figure out a way outside.

Meanwhile, Naruto on a random rooftop with Ichigo.

Naruto: Well that's one pair done, what about you, had a nice talk with the lad?

Ichigo: He mostly has it figured out, now I just need him to go from survival mindset to winning mindset.

Naruto: Ahhh, the "Old Man Zangetsu" approach?

Ichigo: Yep, hey btw, since you are better at this social engineering thing than me, you think you could fit Yang in that Arkos thing you are trying to accomplish? I can't let another Tatsuki go alone like that man.

Naruto: I am pretty sure it won't take too much pranking; sure, I'll assign a few more shadow clones to that. Also do you think we should start with combat training, I know how to beat up a magnet style user and also how to light the fire of motivation under a shy princess/warrior, and in my opinion Pyrrha needs a more unique training style.

Oh! Almost forgot to tell ya, I am adopting Ruby and Nora, these two precious ones need to grow up badass like my Hima and Boruto and rule the world.

Ichigo: You do that, I'll be seeing if we could get rest of the kids' families here, Blacksmith lady could only give us some limited time.

Naruto: Great! Now let me just get Aang and Uncle Iroh here and I am pretty sure we could set that Ironwood fella straight. The way things are going, he might end up like Danzo, which would be a waste of a leader like him.

Ichigo: ...you think it can get that bad?

Naruto: Ichigo, buddy, this world is like if someone took a mix of all our stories and worlds, blended them together, boiled it, and then diluted it till it looked like its completely clear.

It's just a matter of remembering old patterns pal.

Ichigo: hmmmm, you aren't wrong, well lemme see, hey do you think a strong Grimm would make for a good sword?

Naruto: ......why? You know he doesn't have to be a dual wielder you know, he is more healer and protector ain't he? Won't a bigger a shield be better?

Ichigo: ......Naruto, do you know what my Name means?

Naruto: "The one who protects", right?

Ichigo: Correct, now do you see me using a shield?

Naruto: Well, you have that Hollow technique that acts as a physical protection ain't it? Plus Zangetsu does the Reiatsu condensing for you to launch sword beams. Also the Quincy powers.

Ichigo: And he has his Aura and Semblance, look sometimes you gotta realise that when all the world's going stupid and crazy, you gonna need more leverage and sharpness than a shield.

I am not saying a shield is bad, but you of all people must understand that before you move forward and improve something? You gonna need to split some heads.

Naruto: ..... I think I saw a Grimm with a pretty useful gimmick in Ever After, think that'll work?

Ichigo: See? 'tis only a matter of need.

Naruto: Now let me see if I can find a way to teach Rasengan to Sun, no student of mine will go without being able to make more shadow clones than sand on a beach and a swirling mass of energy packing more punch than a wrecking ball.

Even if I have to convince one of the Tailed Beasts. I think Son would be upto the task.
 
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On Healers
A lot of people say that Jaune should have died instead of Pyrrha.

That seems just like a bad end waiting to happen.

Because in this scenario, Jaune somehow shielded Pyrrha from a fatal blow, in which case Cinder is still going to kill her anyways and if say Jaune pushed her away and still went to fight Cinder by himself, then too Cinder is just going to come back and kill Pyrrha again.

Because here is the sad fact, Cinder is stronger and more clever than Pyrrha.

Now you just have a Maiden and high level fighter on your ass, with no healer.

And yes, Pyr can obviously fill the role of a combatant and somehow make up for the lack of Jaune in some fights, but here is the thing, without Jaune's semblance Weiss would still die.

Because again, Cinder can defeat Pyrrha and this time Pyrrha won't have Jaune to come and save her. Also unlike Jaune, Cinder will take Pyrrha more seriously this time, because in Haven she just mocked him and let him do his own thing, which allowed him to use his awakened semblance.

And what about escorting all the civilians from Mantle? Jaune's semblance and leadership was prudent for that along with Ren.

And without Jaune and his guaranteed boosts, even Ren's improved semblance won't do shit.

So now you just have a Cinder who is even more cautious and bloodthirsty, who is going to finish her job, you have no healer/tank to rely on, and as soon as Salem shows up?

Unless you make the argument that Pyrrha can somehow beat her, they'll stand no chance at all.

A lot of the attitude of the anti-Jaune hatedom of RWBY unironically sounds like those parties in Light novels that kick out the healer because they are doing no damage.

Sure, they beat Cordovin, well congrats you still have that giant ass Grimm, who is not magnetic.

Also funnily enough, if these Jaune haters had watched Naruto, unironically they would appreciate a healer more because Tsunade made three rules of Medical Ninjas, which make absolute fucking sense.

1. no medic ninja shall ever stop medical treatment until the lives of their party members have come to an end

2. no medic ninja shall ever stand on the front lines

3. no medic ninja shall ever die until they are the last of their platoon

There is also a 4th rule but that is for those who can use the Hundred sealing: Yin Seal technique.

But it is still applicable to Jaune because of his ability to quickly recharge his Aura, and use it to heal and defend. So instead of relying on Hundred sealing, he can rely on his own Aura.

These rules make sense, you want the healer to die last so that you can keep more people alive.

Some other big brains say that it would parallel Patroclus and Achilles.

To them I will say a few points.

1. The premise of RWBY is that roles flip on their heads, the tin man doesn't have a heart, the brave little lion was a coward, the little red riding hood killed the wolf, THE GOD OF THE SEAS is afraid of Water.

So it makes no sense for Patroclus to die.

2. If you have read Illiad and rest of the Trojan war books, it would become very clear that why the death of Patroclus was such a big deal to not just Achilles.

Patroclus was EVERYONE's favourite person.

These are from Richmond Lattimore's 1951 translation of The Iliad.
Menelaus Defending Patroclus' Body (Book 17, lines 97–101)

"But Menelaos, dear to Ares, stood over Patroklos,
speared him round with his great spear, as a mother cow
stands lowing over the calf she has brought forth.
For Menelaos, Atreus' son, stood over Patroklos."
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Showing an almost motherly protectiveness.
Ajax (the Greater) Joins in the Defense (Book 17, lines 356–360)

"Then Aias came near him, carrying like a wall his shield,
and stood fast by Menelaos. So the two of them
thought only of fighting round fallen Patroklos."
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Two of the greatest Achean soldiers are there just to make sure that his body is defended.
Briseis' Lament (Book 19, lines 287–299)

"You were always so gentle. You would not let me weep.
You told me that godlike Achilles would make me his wedded wife,
and take me back in his ships to Phthia,
and there among the Myrmidons we would have our wedding feast.
So now I weep your death without ceasing. You were kind always."
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The Army's Mourning (Book 19, lines 302–303)

"So she spoke, weeping, and the women mourned in answer,
mourning for Patroklos, but each for her own sorrows."
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All the women of the camp join in mourning Patroclus.

So here's the thing, he wasn't just important to Achilles. He is widely considered one of the most loved characters.

And Jaune here, is till this point none of this.

Yes his friends would be sad, but not to the level that somebody inspired by Patroclus deserves.
 
The Arc Clan: Ren's Master Po (Revised and Final)
The Beacon courtyard was a tranquil haven, dappled with the fading light of dusk, the air carrying the faint scent of blooming flowers. Lie Ren sat cross-legged on the grass, his eyes closed, his breathing steady, the picture of serene meditation. Beside him, Jaune Arc was decidedly less serene, wobbling precariously on his head at Ren's insistence, his blond hair splayed out and his face flushed red from effort.

His hoodie bunched awkwardly under his armor as he groaned, "Gah… uh… you sure you trained like this, Ren?"

"Very sure," Ren replied, his voice calm, a faint smile tugging at his lips.

"Nnnngh… how do you achieve inner peace standing on your head?!" Jaune grumbled, his arms shaking as he fought to balance.

"Practice," Ren said, his tone even, his magenta eyes still closed.

Jaune scowled, his voice laced with exasperation. "Like not getting upset over your teacher making you do ridiculous things?"

Ren's smile grew, subtle but genuine. "Exactly."

A booming laugh shattered the quiet, rich and warm. "Hahaha! Oh man, I remember that! Shifu put me through that all the time at the start!"

Ren's eyes snapped open, his calm fracturing as he sprang to his feet, turning toward the voice. Jaune, still upside-down, craned his neck awkwardly, catching sight of a portly Panda Faunus in elegant green robes, a conical hat perched on his head, a wooden staff in hand. His teeth gleamed under the fading light, his grin wide and infectious.

Ren's hands clasped in a respectful fist-over-palm salute, bowing deeply. "Master Po! I-I did not know you were coming!"

Po's grin widened, his eyes twinkling. "Well, I was in the area. I wanted to see how you were doing." He glanced at Jaune, still wobbling. "Your student?"

Ren straightened, his voice steady but warm. "He is my team leader… and friend."

Po's smile grew, his staff tapping the ground. Jaune, with a grunt, flipped off his head, landing with a stumble before offering a bright grin. "I'm Jaune Arc!"

Po bowed, his robes rustling. "I'm Po! Ren was my student!"

Jaune's eyes widened, his voice curious. "So, wait, you're… a kung fu master?"

Po chuckled, his tone humble. "I'm called a master, but you never truly master anything. You learn something new every day…"

Jaune nodded, his grin thoughtful. "Huh… sounds familiar."

"Now!" Po clapped his hands, his stomach growling loudly. "Let's catch up… at the cafeteria."

The Beacon cafeteria was a bustling chaos of clattering trays and student chatter, but the arrival of Teams RWBY and JNPR turned heads. Nora Valkyrie led the charge, her turquoise eyes blazing with excitement as she spotted Po. "PO!" she shrieked, launching herself at him in a tackle-hug that sent the Panda Faunus crashing to the floor with a laugh.

"HAHAHA! Nora! I missed you too!" Po roared, his staff clattering as he hugged her back.

"How's Old Tavish?!" Nora demanded, bouncing on her heels.

"He's doing well!" Po said, climbing to his feet. "Still blowing things up, but happy in retirement. He was really excited over you blowing up a Deathstalker!"

"YAY!" Nora cheered, fist-pumping.

Ren quickly introduced Po to the others, his voice calm but proud. Yang Xiao Long, leaning against a table, raised a skeptical eyebrow, her lilac eyes glinting. "You're Zen's master?"

Po, happily munching a meat bun, nodded. "Mmhm! Hnnn… they're way too salty."

Ren's voice was soft but firm. "I agree, Master."

Nora beamed, her voice bright. "Yeah! Ren's pork buns are way better!"

Po grinned, swallowing. "He was very good at those. I also taught him cooking!"

Yang's eyebrow arched higher. "Uh huh…"

Weiss Schnee, arms crossed, frowned. "You just seem… very unlike what we expected."

Yang snorted, her voice teasing. "I mean, can you even run a mile?"

Ren's eyes narrowed, a rare scowl breaking his calm. "Yang! This man took me and Nora into his home! He trained me!"

Yang raised her hands, her grin faltering. "Hey, hey! I'm sorry! No offense meant—!"

Po held up a paw, his voice gentle. "Ren. It's all right."

Ren's scowl lingered, but he forced himself to relax, the outburst startling everyone.

Po's grin softened, his tone reflective. "Heh. Nobody thought I was cut out to be a kung fu master when I started, either. Me least of all. But! It turns out appearances can be deceiving. Not that it was easy. I sucked. I sucked hard, at the start. But eventually… with enough hard work… you realize you can stop sucking."

He held out his paw, and the pork buns in a nearby bowl glowed with his Aura, rising up into the air. The teams gaped as the buns floated in a graceful orbit above Po's head, then behind him, his control effortless.

"But only if you believe you can be more than what you appear to be," he said, waving his hand to guide the buns back into the bowl.

Yang stared, then grinned wide. "Can you teach me that?"

Po laughed. "Maybe! Right now, I gotta make some real food. Come on, Ren! We're commandeering the kitchen! Let's make you and your friends a real dinner! We'll be right back!"

"Yes, Master," Ren said, following Po into the kitchen.

The cafeteria kitchen was nearly empty, the staff unbothered by the intrusion. Po set to work, his paws a blur as he kneaded dough and chopped vegetables, while Ren assisted, his movements precise but heavy with unspoken weight. As Po started a pot of broth, Ren sighed, his voice low.

"I'm sorry, Master. I shouldn't… I shouldn't have lost my temper. I don't have any right to defend you or… or anything. Not after what I did."

Po glanced at him, his tone curious as he rolled out noodles. "Hm? And what did you do?"

Ren's head bowed, his hands kneading dough. "I… I left. With Nora."

"Yeah," Po said, his voice light. "And why?"

"I wanted to be a Hunter… and…" Ren's voice faltered.

Po raised an eyebrow, frying noodles with a sizzle. "And?"

"... Get justice for my family," Ren admitted, his voice barely audible.

Po nodded, his tone warm but firm as he stirred pork into the broth. "Wanting justice isn't a bad thing, Ren. I wanted justice for my family, too. And being a Hunter is a wonderful thing! Protecting and saving people, pow pow pow! That's great! We're very proud of you both, all of us!"

Ren's lips twitched into a small smile, but Po's expression grew somber.

"But vengeance… vengeance is not the way to do it."

Ren's hands stilled. "I shouldn't kill that monster?"

"I didn't say that," Po said, his voice gentle but pointed. "What I did say… is that you shouldn't go into a fight not caring if you come back alive."

Ren froze, his breath catching.

Po's eyes softened, his tone heavy. "Hey. My masters did the whole 'I can see into your mind' thing with me, too. I was amazed and annoyed by it, like, all the time… Your dough's getting dry."

Ren blinked, adding a pinch of water to the dough, his hands moving mechanically. "Ah…"

"You know," Po said, pouring pork and broth into buns with aura-fueled precision, "it was a very sad day when you two left. You were really good, Ren. Amazing, even. One day, you could be better than me."

Ren's eyes widened, his voice a whisper. "I-I could never be the Dragon Warrior—"

"Heh," Po chuckled, sealing the buns with a flick of aura. "And that's what I said, too." He slid the tray into the oven, his voice softening. "For me? It was doubting I was anything more than some fat dummy raised by the best cook in the Valley of Peace. For you? It's fear and anger."

Ren's jaw tightened. "I don't fear—"

"You fear, Ren," Po cut in, his eyes locking onto Ren's. "Come on. Be honest. You fear getting too close to anyone because you think you're going to die." His voice dropped, heavy with truth. "Because part of you feels you deserve to."

Ren's breath hitched, his eyes dropping to the counter. "…Shouldn't I?"

Po's paw rested on Ren's shoulder, firm and warm. "Wha—of course not, Ren! It's not your fault the Nuckelavee killed everyone, any more than it's my fault some crazy peacock attacked my village!" He turned Ren to face the cafeteria, where Nora was animatedly recounting tales of the Valley of Peace, her eyes catching Ren's with a radiant smile. "And most importantly, you saved Nora."

Ren's gaze softened, his voice a whisper. "…I did…"

Po's grin returned, gentle but firm. "She cares for you, Ren. Loves you. And you don't want to break her heart, do you?"

"…I do not," Ren said, his voice steady but raw.

"Or the hearts of your friends, right?" Po said, pointing out at the teams. Ren slowly shook his head.

"No."

"Or our hearts?" Po asked, looking very solemn. Ren slowly shook his head, his voice catching.

"No… But…"

Po nodded as he let go of Ren, pulling the buns from the oven, their aroma filling the kitchen. "Yeah. I get it. And hey, one conversation doesn't fix everything. That's just in movies." He levitated a bun with his aura, grinning. "But it's like my dad said: It's like pork buns."

Ren blinked. "Pork buns?"

"Every single pork bun adds up," Po said, popping the bun into his mouth, then yelping, "AH! HOT HOT HOT! TOO HOT!" He fanned his mouth, his eyes watering, but his grin held.

"You eat one on your own, eh, it's just a meal. Even if they taste really, really good. But! Keep making pork buns, and more people come in. They pay you to make more if you make 'em good enough. They come to eat, and talk, and you meet great people. You become friends. Even family. And after a while, the pork buns aren't just pork buns. They're every happy meal, every satisfied customer, all your happy memories."

Ren's lips curved into a rare, genuine smile, his eyes soft. "…Master… I'm sorry I left you in

anger."

Po swallowed the bun, his grin wide. "Eh… as long as you don't come back to take revenge on everyone, you're good. Just like…" He popped another bun into his mouth, sighing happily in bliss. "This pork bun."

Ren smiled back at his master. Soft, still guarded, but the warmth was still there. Po nodded back.

"Now, let's have dinner with your friends," Po said cheerfully. "We want to make more happy memories!"

"Yes Master."
 
On Worldbuilding: Why Remnant's Kingdoms Need Militaries AND Hunters
Remnant's nations would need militaries for the same reasons all nations throughout human history have needed them.: Militaries exist to address the strategic needs of a nation state. This military is maintained as a deterrent against invasion, a fast reaction force in case of natural disaster or civil unrest, as a system for the advancement of technology that can later be released to the private market, and as a tool in foreign policy before and after diplomacy breaks down.

As an example: The United States Navy has its ships do "Demonstration of Freedom of Navigation" missions. Basically, they send ships into an area of contested waters to ensure that civilian traffic can go through. This is in the United States' interest as it promotes oceanic trade, and in the interest of the nations in the area because there are consequences to bad actors who try to sink or raid local shipping. Those nations are more likely to trade with the United States and with eachother because of the security the US Navy provides. This is not new: The Ancient Egyptians, Greeks, Romans, Spanish, Korean, Japanese, Royal (British) and many other navies did exactly the same thing.

Remnant's kingdoms would need militaries to deal with Grimm hordes too large for Hunters to handle on their own, to deal with pirates and bandits, to provide assistance in case of natural disasters and to deal with massive social unrest like riots, to employ people who didn't cut it as Hunters, and to defend their borders and interests from foreign adversaries. Remnant has all the same problems Earth does in terms of human nature on top of the Grimm, so of course they would need militaries.

As for the military equipment being mostly lifted from Earth? Well, one: The inhabitants of Remnant are human or humanoid on a world where the laws of physics outside of Dust and Aura do still apply, so naturally most of their vehicles will resemble Earth vehicles. Two, the idea behind firearms technology is to engage enemies beyond melee range because fighting hand to hand is a messy, bloody business and bullets are more numerous and cheaper than swords and shields. So the principle is the same here: Tanks and mounted guns would engage Grimm at range and cut down as many of them as possible before they got to bite range. When you're behind walls or other defensive positions and/or in armored vehicles that have ammo, this is a perfectly viable strategy for defending your settlement or group from Grimm. The armored vehicles, in turn, can move when your position becomes untenable and you can retreat or move somewhere more advantageous.

For people with no unlocked Aura or very weak Aura, the best strategy is to be fast, mobile, well armed, and protected: And armored vehicles provide all of that.

However, fighting Grimm is not like fighting other humans: They respawn, they have supernatural abilities, they cannot be easily scared off, they cannot be bargained or reasoned with, they do not know fatigue or hunger. So you are correct in that a regular military is insufficient to deal with Grimm. Thus, Hunters are needed and in large numbers. Hunters have several advantages over the regular military in many areas: They are usually more powerful than rank and file soldiers, more experience, can react faster and have internationally agreed upon authority. At the same time, the military has advantages over Hunters in many other areas: They can bring in more firepower and resources, they have better logistics, they have numbers and more discipline, and they have more authority on a local level.

That's not to say there wouldn't be conflicts between the military and Hunters, there always are between different organizations meant to deal with similar threats, but that's a good thing: It gives you opportunities for drama and storytelling.
 
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Taiyang, Arjun, Qrow and Nick at Beacon
It also rendered Taiyang, Arjun, Qrow and Nick:

Nick-Arjun-Qrow-Taiyang.png


Doesn't really capture their personalities, except for Taiyang. And yeah, Nick doesn't have the scar on his cheek that he should. Freaking wish I had talent in art.

That said, Nick starting out as a little runt and then growing into a seven foot five inch giant is a fun idea.
 
A Diplomatic Affair
Sienna Khan was a bit tense as she waited in the Menagerian Embassy in Atlas. For James-General Ironwood to go to such lengths to summon her personally... It was unheard of. Her spies hadn't given her any indication as to what could have brought it about, though the Atlasian Council was potentially going to try to lift some sanctions on them in the coming session.

The door to the private conference room opened. James marched in, slamming the door behind him. Sienna stood up out of habit.

Sienna: "James, what's going on-?"

James glared. He slammed some photos down on the table. Sienna looked at them... And sucked in a very deep breath.

They were pictures of a young man with dark skin... And familiar blue eyes.

James: "... How could you hide him from me?"

Sienna let out her breath in a resigned sigh. She shook her head.

Sienna: "I... I didn't know I was pregnant until I was with the White Fang. By then... I couldn't just tell you-"

James: "You should have! He's my son-!"

Sienna: "I WANTED TO! Don't you think I wanted to?! But what was I supposed to say? That I had the child of James Ironwood?! Do you think that I could have kept him safe if the rest of the White Fang knew the truth?!"

James: "I could have protected him-I SHOULD have protected him-I should have known-!"

Sienna: "And if you had, what then?! You couldn't leave your post any more than I could have! This scandal would destroy us both!"

They glared at one another angrily, breathing hard. James grit his teeth.

James: "... He's my son."

Sienna: "And he's also mine. And I did what I could to keep him safe. I am sorry, James... But what was I supposed to do?"

James: "Tell me! At least let me know!"

Sienna: "I couldn't risk it, James!"

James: "Is that the truth? Or did you just want to hide him to use him as a weapon against me? Against Atlas?"

Sienna: "If I'd wanted to, I would have done it already, James!"

James: "I don't know that!"

Sienna: "You do! You do..."

Sienna fought tears. She had tried so hard to stay calm and collected... But against James? She couldn't be.

Sienna: "He... He doesn't even know I'm his mother. I left him with people I could trust."

James: clenched fists "Sienna..."

Sienna: "... We could never be together, James. We know that... But I did what I could so that our son would be safe. What else... What else could I do? But to keep him out of our war?"

She sobbed. James was silent, still... Before he pulled her into a hug. She collapsed into his embrace, crying softly.

What else could either of them do?
 
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The Arc Clan: Pansy and Stella
*team RWBY come across Jaune pacing back and forth in the courtyard*

Yang: Yo VB. what's wrong?

Jaune: My cousin Pansy and her friend Stella are coming to visit....

Ruby: and what's wrong with that?

Jaune: If Pansy shows up here then NONE of the guys on campus are safe...

Weiss: Does she dislike men or....?

Jaune: The opposite actually.

Blake: Seems like a rude thing to say about a family member.

Jaune: But not an untruthful thing to say either....

Yang: And what's wrong with her friend?

Jaune: If Stellas with her then i'm pretty much going to be stuck as her slave the entire time

???: oh come on cuz! Is that anyway to talk about your favorite cousin?

Jaune: p-pansy! How...nice to see you

???: Jaune. I want cake.

Jaune: o-of c-course Stella

Ruby: It's nice to meet you pansy & stella

Pansy: oh please! My friends call me Panty.

Stella: Call me stocking.
 
ValeWatch 4
Another night, another episode of Valewatch. And...

Blake: "... I cannot even... What is the plot of this-this abomination?!"

Yang: "What's so hard to follow? The members of Valewatch save a sea lion by taking it to Oceanworld to heal it, and get to participate in a Valewatch themed water show that Bianca came up with the moment they arrived, and also had to fight off some Bandits who wanted to sacrifice the sea lions to the Grimm to gain magical powers. It makes total sense!"

Blake: "... Please tell me you're joking."

Yang: grins

Blake: "I hate you so much."

Yang; "I know. It gives me strength."

Weiss: "Look at it this way, Blake: It's still better written than your fanfics."

Blake: "YOU TAKE THAT BACK! THEY ARE SUPERIOR TO THIS DRECK IN EVERY WAY!"

Ruby: *Reading one* "Well... It has a lot more kissing, and touching, and-"

Yang yanks her Scroll away.

Ruby: "Hey! I was reading that!"

Yang: "Deal with it."

Jaune: "I mean, it was just blatant self promotion. The Valewatch Water Show has been out for like, two years now."

Ren: "Wouldn't it have made more sense to promote it the same year it came out?"

Pyrrha: "It would, but negotiations for those kinds of tie ins can take a very long time to formalize. My Pumpkin Pete endorsement was supposed to happen on my second Tournament victory-It didn't go through until I was halfway through my fourth tournament."

Weiss: "Ah, that does make sense."

Jaune: "Yeah. I mean I was a fan of Pumpkin Pete's forever but you didn't show up on it until just before I left for Beacon."

Pyrrha: "You still really shouldn't eat it."

Nora: "Are you kidding?! It's practically made of sugar!" Om nom nom!

Ruby: "I know!"

Jaune: "Yeah okay, no more of that for either of you."

Yang: "Totally!"

Ruby: huffs "Allright, Mom and Dad!"

Yang and Jaune blush. Pyrrha frets. Weiss snorts.

Weiss: "Ha! Like that would ever happen. You and Arc reproducing!"

Yang: "Got a better chance of it happening than you and Neptune! How many girls has he been with before, after, and during your relationship?"

Weiss: "HEY!"

Jaune: "Easy Yang, geez. It's not Weiss' fault that she didn't see through him."

Blake: "Even though she really should have given all her suitors in Atlas."

Weiss: "J-Just shut up and let's get back to the stupid show! What's the next episode?"

Yang: "It involves a fart wizard!"

Weiss: "... You're kidding."

Jaune: "We're not."

Ruby: "Heheheheheheh! Sounds hilarious! A real... Ripping good time!"

Yang: "HA! That's my girl!"
 
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The Redeemed
Jaune: "Dad... Why can't I be a paladin like you? Join an order?"

Nick: "Your mother wants you to be a doctor-"

Jaune: "I don't want to be! I want to be like you and Mom! Heroes! Hunters! Why can't I be that?!"

Nick: sighs "... You're very gentle, Jaune. Very kind."

Jaune: "So that makes me weak?!"

Nick: "No. No, kindness is what a knight should be."

Jaune: "But... Your order... Isn't it of Saint Edmund the Just?"

Nick: smiles "Yes. Edmund the Just. Edmund, the one who fought through three Grimm Ogres to break the White Witch's wand! Edmund, the strategist who aided his brother in the great campaigns!"

Jaune: *grins* "Yeah!"

Nick: "And he was also Edmund the Redeemed. He betrayed his siblings and Narnia to the White Witch. He fell for her lies, ate her food. Aslan died in his place. And he redeemed himself and Aslan forgave him. He didn't deserve it, but he received it. Just as none of us deserve Aslan's grace... But He gave it to us anyway."

Jaune: "Oh..."

Nick: "You are kind and warm and don't hold grudges. But... A warrior needs fire as well as kindness. And I don't know if you have that, son."

Jaune: scowls "How will I know if I have it if you don't even give me a chance to prove it?!"

Nick: "... That's true, son. Sometimes... You just have to go and take it. Prove yourself by disobeying the rules."

Jaune: "Dad?"

Nick: nods "Like Edmund... You'll have to take the initiative, and prove yourself. Show that you're more than what you've done. All paladins do, son."

Later... Jaune runs out with armor and a sword and shield, and his luggage. He's running for the gates... Sneaks out... And heads for the train station.

Nick watches him go. Tex stands next to him.

Tex: "You know, you could stop him."

Nick: "I could."

Tex: "So, why not? Your wife's gonna raise hell."

Nick: "I know."

Tex: "Sooo... Why aren't you stopping him?"

Nick: "Because he needs to find his strength."

Tex: "He might die."

Nick: nods "He might... But he will find his way. I have faith. After all... In the end, it's all anyone has."

Tex: deadpan "And you also killed every Grimm between here and the train station."

Nick: "Well, he's still my son and I'm going to do my best for him! I'm not a monster!"
 
Jaune the Non-Plussed
For reasons unknown to all and sundry... Okay, Neo got her hands on some magic things Cinder took from Salem and wanted to try them out... A minor zombie apocalypse was now occurring around Beacon.

Ruby: "AHHHH! THE DEAD! THE DEAD ARE RISING!"

Port: "You know, I did say we needed to move that ancient cemetery. Why I remember the time the last-"

Oobleck: "Yes Peter, very informative! I believe we should deal with this posthaste!"

Yang: "SERIOUSLY?! ZOMBIES?!"

Blake: "Are you scared, Yang?"

Yang: "YES! VERY SCARED!"

Blake: "Fair. So am I."

Weiss: "I DID NOT SIGN UP TO FIGHT THE UNDEAD!"

JNPR arrives... With shotguns and in Jaune's pick up truck.

Jaune: "Hey guys!" shoots a zombie in the face "Need shotguns? I got a whole bunch!"

Ruby: "Wha-Jaune?!"

Yang: "Why aren't you freaking out?!"

Jaune: "Oh, this? Pfft. This is kind of normal in Radian. Little early for Summerween but what can you do?" Shoots another Zombie in the head casually "Ruby, you probably want to support from range since you're a sniper. Weiss, mind supporting Nora? I don't want her getting too carried away."

Nora: "BANZAIIIIII!"

Pyrrha: "I got the buzz saws ready, Jaune!"

Jaune: "Great! And Ren, targets of opportunity please!"

Ren: "Sure!"

Yang: "Wha-What am I supposed to do?!"

Jaune: "Would you like chainsaw gauntlets?"

Yang: "... Yes! Yes I would!"

Jaune: "Sweet! Gotcha some! I know Ruby can make better versions but they're all I could find."

Yang: "Sweet!"

Ruby: "Well, thanks Jaune!"

Blake: "... How are you this calm?"

Jaune: "Again, used to it."

Weiss: "You're used to zombie uprisings at your hometown?!"

Jaune: "Papa Merlin and his benders, phew." Another shotgun blast to another Zombie

Port: "Capital thinking, Mister Arc! You're getting an A plus!"

Jaune: "Awesome! What in?"

Port: "We'll think of something!"
 
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Radian Summer Vacation: Tourism
RWBY and JNPR continue to enjoy their summer vacation in Radian... Mostly.

Blake: "So there is a local museum? Good. It's nice to know there's somewhere cultured here."

Jaune: "There's literally monuments, statues, a library, a small cathedral-"

Blake: "Actual culture! Not just the oppressive elites' attempts to define history! This museum is a voice for the oppressed and underrepresented!"

Jaune: "Oh Lord... You don't mean-?"

Smash cut to an old, weird shack in the woods in Radian.

Blake: "Merlin's Museum of the Unexplained!"

Weiss: "You held that in just for the dramatic reveal, didn't you?"

Blake: "Naturally!"

Ruby: "I wanted to do it!" pouts

Blake: "Next time! Now, let's see what underrepresented part of history this museum shows!"

An old man appears in a burst of smoke with a wizard's hat and an eyepatch.

Merlin: "Welcome to the Mystery Shack! Learn the untold truth of all existence-Oh, hey Jaune!"

Jaune: sighs "Hey Grunkel Merlin."

Merlin: "How nice of you to bring your wealthy sucker-friends! Friends here! Who wants to see the mysteries of Remnant? All contained within this shack?"

Blake: "DO I!"

Weiss: "Seriously?"

Within the shack...

Merlin: "BEHOLD! The eight legged horse Sleipner! I killed it in my guise as Masked Britain Bishōnen with Little Saber-Lily! Wasn't she precious?"

Jaune: "That's literally you and Nana when you played dress up."

Merlin: "We still killed Sleipner! Who was, uh... Oppressing Faunus!"

Weiss: "That's a regular stuffed horse with extra legs sewn on-"

Blake: "Tell me more!"

Weiss: sighs "Really?"

Pyrrha: low voice "Jaune? I think your great-uncle might be a conman."

Jaune: deadpan "Really? What was your first clue?"

Nora: "I don't know what you're talking about, this is so informative!"
 
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