Wittle Jaune
The door to JNPR's dark and empty room opened. Nebula Violette, Dew Gayl, Gwen Darcy and Octavia Ember entered the room.
"Jaune Arc?" Nebula called out, looking around the dark room.
"Maybe he's not here." Gwen said, switching on the room's light.
Three out of the four members of JNPR were away for the time being. Pyrrha Nikos was needed back home, a family emergency. Lie Ren along with Nora Valkyrie were off on a small mission with team RWBY. The leader of JNPR is to join NDGO for their own mission, but he doesn't seem to be in the room.
"Octavia, try his scroll again." Nebula ordered.
Her red haired teammate did and a few seconds later...
["Ursa Ursa. Ururursa"]
*The collective groans of annoyance from the NGO of NDGO*
"Why!?"All but Dew asked.
Dew, the only one not bothered by this ringtone rolled her eyes and walked over to the source. "Don't be such babies, it's not that bad." She kneeled down on the left side of the leftmost bed and picked up the scroll that was apparently offending her teammate's ears, turning off the device. "...Guys?"
The rest of her team walked over to where Dew found the scroll. On the floor was a pair of shoes, ripped blue jeans, white chest and shoulder armor and a sword in a white sheath.
"I-Is that his?" Gwen asked.
Nebula quickly walked over and closed the door. "Look around for signs of a struggle. Someone attacked the guards at the CCT, students may also be targets." She finished and they began searching the room. Gwen checked the window for signs of forced entry while Nebula did the same with the door, Octavia examined the bed and the floor around it and Dew checked the closet because of the possibility he might have been tied up and put in there for some reason.
Dew opened the closet door and there sitting against the back wall was a small frightened boy who was wearing a black hoodie that was much too large for him. She kneeled down to get a better look at the boy who couldn't be more than three, His blond hair was short and messy and his tearful blue eyes looked up at her...
"M-Mommy!" He screamed, running up to Dew and wrapping his small arms around her neck. He kept his face buried against the side of her neck, sobbing quietly.
Surprised, the blonde spear wielder gently rubbed his back with her right hand in an attempt to calm the boy down. Her left forearm was placed under his rear for support to easier pick him up. "It's okay, d-don't cry."
"Who's this?" Nebula asked as she along Gwen and Octavia approached Dew with the boy in her arms.
"I don't know, he was hiding in the closet." Dew answered, still trying to calm the boy down.
"You know, he kind of looks like..." Octavia started.
Gwen moved a bit closer and spoke in a quiet voice. "Hey there, what's your name?" She asked with a sweet smile.
The boy lightly loosened his grip on Dew and stared at the blonde as if he wanted her to answer for him. When she didn't after a few seconds he turned his head to face Gwen. "*Sniff* J-Jaune."
After contacting Beacon's headmaster and meeting up with him and Glynda Goodwitch at the infirmary, the members of NDGO were asked to wait just outside of an examination room while the boy claiming to be Jaune was examined.
The all female team shared a wooden bench facing the door to the examination room starting with Nebula and to her right in order was Dew, Gwen and Octavia. Nebula was staring at the door while tapping her foot on the ground impatiently, Dew was looking up something on her scroll, Gwen was entertaining herself by balancing a throwing knife on each of her fingers and Octavia just looked annoyed.
"Aw, don't get pissy missy." Gwen said to Octavia.
"I'm not-"
"He'll be legal again in about... Twelve years." Gwen interrupted with a smile.
"Thirteen." Dew corrected her teammate, still looking at her scroll.
"Not if we stay in Vale." Gwen stated.
"..."
"Yeouch!" Gwen yelled, her face contorted in pain. Octavia had just slammed her heel down on top of Gwen's right foot.
While Octavia was busy with Gwen, Dew turned to address her leader. "Relax, it won't be permanent."
"I'm sorry, what'd you say?" Nebula asked, not hearing what her blonde teammate had just said.
Dew smirked. "He'll be back to normal soon and then you can..." She leaned over to whisper something into Nebula's ear that caused the leader to blush.
"Excuse me, Miss Gayl?"
The four girls looked in front of them to the source of the new voice, a portly man with a magnificent light grey mustache stood there with his hands behind his back.
"Yes?" Dew said, standing up.
"Could you please come with me, Headmaster Ozpin requires our assistance." He said, gesturing for Dew to follow him into the examination room.
With that the two left and about ten minutes later...
"... Armed with a broken plastic spoon that I had used previously for my soup, I fended off the flock of Nevermore and saved the orphanage!" Professor Port had just finished telling one of his famous stories from youth as he exited the examination room with the young blond boy being carried in his arms.
The boy has been changed out of the oversized hoodie and into a baby blue t-shirt with a picture of a cute white bunny face on it, a pair of light brown shorts, black sneakers and white socks. He was so focused on the story the professor had just finished.
Dew followed behind the professor, looking like she had just woken up. Headmaster Ozpin and professor Goodwitch followed after Dew.
"Peter, tell Jaune another. I need to speak with these four." Ozpin said as he gestured for NDGO to follow him into the examination room.
Ozpin, Goodwitch and the entirety of NDGO entered the room. "He is indeed, Jaune Arc." The Headmaster spoke.
"Is this his semblance?" Dew asked.
He shook his head. "We are unsure at the moment. All we know is that he has no memories of his family, Beacon or any of his friends. But, he believes Miss Gayl is his mother." He finished, looking at Dew and taking a sip from his coffee mug.
Nebula was about to speak but was interrupted by Goodwitch.
"We've shown him a picture of Miss Gayl and one of his actual mother... He truly believes you are his mother."
"Why?" Dew asked.
The two professors shrugged their shoulders.
"So, for the time being we would like to ask that you four look after him until this all gets straightened out."
"Wait, why us?" Octavia asked.
"All of Beacon's staff are far too busy to look after a child and we can't send him home..." Goodwitch began.
"Why can't he go home or a family member come here?" Gwen asked.
"That's..." The blonde professor was thinking of how to word her response.
"His parents don't want to have to raise their son a second time." Ozpin spoke for Goodwitch.
"...Oh." Gwen and the rest of her team hadn't realized.
Ozpin took notice of NDGO's sullen expressions. Maybe being blunt wasn't the right choice. "Think of this as your new mission. Hunters and Huntresses should know how to care for a child."
"Mommy!" Little Jaune ran up to Dew as she, her team, Ozpin and Glynda left the examination room. He had this big grin as he looked up at her.
Dew looked down at the boy before nervously looking up at Ozpin, silently asking if this is okay.
Beacon's headmaster did nothing to answer her. All he did was smile at her before taking another sip from his mug.
Something tugged gently at her dress.
"Mommy, are you okay?"
She looked down and saw the boy's frown. He looked so worried... Dew kneeled down and wrapped her arms around him before standing up with him in her arms again. "M-Mommy's just fine, don't worry."
NDGO returned to their temporary dorm room, having removed any protective armor they were wearing in order to be more comfortable. Gwen took it a step further and changed into an oversized dark purple knitted sweater and black boy shorts.
Nebula and Octavia sat on the right edge of the left most bed while Dew and Gwen sat on the left edge of the bed to the right of the first. They were all observing the little leader of JNPR as he lay on the floor in between the two beds. He was on his stomach, feet kicking in the air as he drew with crayons in a sketch book. Both of which were provided by professor Goodwitch.
"Remind me, how did we get elected to be babysitters?" Octavia asked, still watching the boy draw.
"Oh, don't complain." Nebula said, sliding off of the bed and kneeling next to the boy. "This should be a good experience for us." She made to place a hand on top of Jaune's head only to be startled by him sneezing. She quickly retracted her arm and got back on the bed, liking a bit... Worried.
"You're not going to hurt him. Don't be so nervous." Gwen assured her leader. "Watch." She leaned down to ruffle the boy's golden locks, much to his protest. He swatted her hand away, gave her an annoyed look before going back to drawing.
Sorry, that's it for this one.