AN: I know everyone expected 'Master of the Horseman' to be the next updated as it was first in the current cycle but it and 'Heir of Fury' both tied for first, so they will both be getting three updates and be paired for their posting.
AN2: Cinder didn't attack during the Vytal festival in this fic. She and her cronies are still a thing, the attack just didn't happen then. The plot to do so is happening at the current point in the story, not when teams RWBY and JNPR joined the academy.
AN3: This story starts in the middle of things. It will begin with the preparation of the wedding which are partway through the story of Borderlands 2. The first part of the story will be Jaune and the others telling their story to his friends on Remnant and then once it's caught up the story will continue from there. There will be some changes to certain characters whether it be design wise or personality wise, but they are all explained during the told story by some factor changed due to having Jaune around. Example, Moxxi cutting back on some of her makeup. She still has some but not the Harley Quinn levels of before.
Mad Arc (Working title)
Chapter 1
-Ruby-
Yawning, the twenty-four-year-old huntress drudged down to the mailroom of her apartment building. "Morning miss Rose," the mailroom attendant smiled "you and the others doing alright today? Nothing bad happen on that last mission?"
"Nah," she yawned not caring that she was in pajamas and bedroom slippers "just a routine Beowulf pack."
"No problem for you seven then." The attended laughed, sliding the stack of mail that had built up for her and her roommates while they were off on the mission "And I hope your friend enjoys their big day."
"What are you talking about?" she asked, looking confused at the apartment worker who simply smirked and pointed at the top piece of mail. Eyes wide she clutched the stack of mail and shot off towards the apartment with the rest of her team, Pyrrah, Nora, and Ren. "Guys! Guys! Guys! Guys! Guys!" she screamed as she shot into their apartment, rose petals trailing in her wake. Ren, Pyrrah, Weiss, and Blake were already up and making breakfast but jumped at her intrusion. Nora, who was snoring on a chair in the living room, yelped and fell out as she was startled awake.
"Who?! What?! Where?!" Yang burst out of her room, still half dressed in her pajamas and holding a baseball bat from the wrong end.
"I got a letter from Jaune!" she crowed out, rushing over to the counter with the stack of mail.
"Ruby, why is that worth you bursting in and screaming at the top of your lungs?" Weiss sighed, her partner from Beacon pinching the bridge of her nose "You, Ren, and Nora call, or write, or email him at least once a week. Even I email the dunce on occasion."
"Well it's worth bursting in because he's getting married!" Ruby exclaimed, slapping down several copies of a piece of mail onto the counter as everyone rushed over to look at them. 'Ruby Rose, you are hereby invited to the wedding of Jaune Arc and Moxxi Hodunk'
"He…he's…" Pyrrah stammered out, eyes wide as everyone picked up their own copies of the invitation. Sighing softly, Ruby gave her old friend's shoulder a squeeze, Pyrrah having never really given up on her infatuation with Jaune. The eight of them had met their first year at Beacon and, despite a rough start, had all become as thick as thieves. That changed when, during the festival, one James Ironwood had learned that Jaune got into Beacon on less than authentic transcripts. Without even bothering to bring Ozpin in on the matter, who had known about the transcripts and was letting Jaune earn his place, Ironwood had exposed Jaune and used the Vale Council to have the Arc expelled from the academy. He had refused to cave in and roll over though, getting an apartment in Vale and using his semblance that the eight of them had discovered shortly before his expulsion. Jaune had the ability to manipulate and communicate with any technology nearby him. As he developed his ability he had begun studying robotics, machinery, and weapon design. Last she had heard he was working on some sort of teleportation device.
"Hey, there's a picture." Nora tilted her head as she opened her letter and noticed something fall out onto the table. Picking it up, Nora flipped the image over only for the orangette's jaw to drop, "Holy fuck!" Interest peaked, Ruby opened her own letter and pulled out the photo, eyes bulging out at what she saw. In the photo she saw Jaune looking as he usually did, having grown into himself since leaving Beacon. He sat at some sort of bar with a woman in a purple outfit and a few touches of makeup.
"Damn," Yang whistled at the picture "I second that Nora. How on Remnant did ol' Vomit Boy manage to pull this off?"
"He's getting married." Pyrrah muttered dazed, still having not moved on from that simple fact, Nora patting the arm of her teammate sympathetically.
"At least they look happy together." Blake tried awkwardly, the six of them having tried for years to get Pyrrah to either finally confess to Jaune, who remained seemingly oblivious to her affections, or to move on without any success. Grabbing her Scroll, Ruby began to type out Jaune's number to see if she could get a video call pulled up for him to RSVP to the invitation.
The call only managed a couple rings before being answered, "Hello?" a blonde woman who looked like a sailor appeared on screen.
"Oh, sorry, just have typed in the wrong number." She winced apologetically, reaching for the end call button.
"If you meant to call Jaune Arc you haven't, this is his number." The woman said with a smile, "And you must be Ruby Rose, he talks about you often."
"If this is his number then who are you?" Nora asked, leaning in close to the screen with a critical eye.
"Nora Valkyrie I presume?" the woman asked with dry amusement, "My name is Felicity, I'm Mr. Arc's assistant. He's in his workshop right now, I will go let him know you've called." The now named Felicity blinked off screen for less than a minute before appearing again, "He will be here momentarily." She smiled. Sure enough, not even five minutes later, they heard footsteps before Jaune picked up the scroll on the other end, Felicity moving with the device oddly enough.
"Thanks Felicity," Jaune smiled, "I appreciate the heads up."
"Happy to help Mr. Arc." Felicity smiled before disappearing again.
"When will she call me by my bloody name?" Jaune grumbled before focusing on the screen, "Hey guys!" the blond arc grinned "How you been? Get the mail I sent?"
"You bet we did vomit boy!" Yang crowed, snatching away the Scroll, "How'd you score a ten like that?"
"I think you mean eleven Fire-Cracker." Jaune quipped, showing no signs of the social anxiety he had when at Beacon, "And honestly I'm still trying to figure that out myself."
"Yang behave!" Weiss scolded, slapping Yang on the back of the head and taking the scroll to put it so everyone could see Jaune, "I got to say Arc, you two certainly look happy together in that picture."
"Thanks Weiss." He smiled at the Schnee Heiress, the two having formed a genuinely close friendship once Jaune had stopped asking her out on dates, "You seven are the last ones to respond, should I be worried?"
"We've been out on a mission for a while, just got the invites today." Ruby piped in, leaning forward with a grin, "I called to let you know I'm gonna be there."
"You're not leaving me out!" Nora cheered, squeezing shoulder to shoulder with Ruby as they smiled at their friend, "Ren and I'll be there!"
"Don't I get a say in this?" Ren smirked, raising a playful challenging eyebrow at the hammer user.
"This mean you don't want to be my Best Man?" Jaune asked Ren who got stunned out of the dry snark the shinobi like huntsman typically displayed.
"Best man?" Ren gaped, "You want me to…"
"Ren, you've been like a brother to me since Beacon." Jaune said earnestly, "And while we haven't seen each other as much recently you're still that to me. I wanted you to be my best man and Moxxi wants Nora and Ruby to be two of her bridesmaids."
"Yes!" she and Nora squealed in delight at the prospect as Jaune gave them both a happy grin.
"Great, that's a relief." He laughed, "We'll arrive in Vale to start making preparations next Saturday, can I expect you guys to be there to welcome me?"
"You kidding? I'm calling in my vacation days!" Ruby laughed out, the excited little kid in her coming out with a vengeance, "No Way I'm missing getting to meet you and Mrs. Vomit Boy."
"Gonna bring a Mister Crater Face with you?" Jaune shot back as she pouted at the totally unfair and uncalled for dig at something that had happened one time and been a complete accident. One by one, the others began to say they'd take time off too, Nora speaking for the still dazed Pyrrah.
"Are your parents coming?" she asked after a moment, hesitating slightly at the awkward subject. Jaune's parents had been outraged when they learned how he had gotten into Beacon, the ensuing argument one of the worst Ruby had ever seen anyone be in as they tried to make their son move back to their home and take a job they picked out for him, she was fairly sure they mentioned picking his wife as well but the argument was year ago and she had admittedly been hiding in her cloak to avoid the screaming.
"No, they aren't on the invitation list. My sisters? Yes. Grandpa Arc? Also yes. Those two parental failures? No, not so much." Jaune scowled, a scar she didn't remember darkening with the expression before Jaune shook off the bad memories, "Anyway, I also invited some of the other teams from Beacon and the ones we met at the Vytal Festival. A certain Monkey Faunus included." The last was paired with a teasing smirk towards Blake who groaned good naturedly at the mention of Sun. "Anyway guys, got to go. I'm in the middle of my latest project and if I leave the others alone with it for too long there might not be a lab to come back to. I'll see you guys when I get there."
A chorus of 'Bye Jaune' later everyone grabbed a quick something to eat as they changed, planning on heading out to look for wedding gifts.
"He's getting married." The still dazed Pyrrah muttered, having not moved from her barstool.
