Chapter 1: Bros From the Beginning

Team JNPR were simply lounging around in their room, enjoying the time away from classes. Or most of them were. Nora was busy amusing herself with games on her scroll. Ren was using the most of this peace and quiet, taking the time to get some reading done. Pyrrha was spending some quality time with her was being forced to do his homework by Pyrrha.

Enjoying their time.

Which is why they were all caught off guard when a loud rapping sounded on their door. "I'll get it!" Nora immediately exclaimed, jumping off her bed inhumanly fast and answering the door to reveal the entirety of team RWBY.

"Alright losers we're coming in!" Yang announced as JNPR's sister team barged into the less-than-spacious room. "We were bored and decided you guys needed us to liven up your boring lives."

"If you guys are the ones who are bored, why is it that our lives are boring?" Ren questioned, only to be ignored by the swarm of girls flooding in.

"And we brought snacks!" Ruby exclaimed proudly, revealing a plate filled to the brim with cookies, while the others carried chips and drinks.

"Well I guess they can stay then," Jaune stated, eyes fixed on the food that had been hand delivered. Pyrrha, on the other hand, looked at her leader skeptically.

"Jaune, what about your assignment? You still need to finish that."

"Oh, good point. As the team leader, I've decided that team RWBY definitely must stay." Pyrrha's shocked cry was lost among the combined cheers of team RWBY and Nora.

"Alright! What does everyone want to do?"

"Oh-oh-oh! We should have a girls night!" Ruby was quick to reply to Nora's question. "It could be like a slumber party!"

"Oh ya, and we could play truth or dare, paint our nails and talk about boys!" Weiss remarked, the sarcasm dripping off her words.

"Hey, good idea Weiss!" Yang promptly ignored the sarcasm.

"What? No, I was jo-"

"It would be a good way to unwind for a while…"

"No! Blake, I wasn't seri-"

"Oohhhh! It'll be just like in the movies!"

Weiss didn't have the energy to deny then all. "Ugh, fine. What do you guys want to do first?"

Ren tuned out the rest of the conversation as he moved to sit by Jaune, and the food. He was less than ecstatic at the turn which this evening's activities had taken. Not only was it going to be quite loud, but it was also something he wanted to avoid taking part in at all costs. "Regretting your decision?"

"Not yet," Jaune replied between mouthfuls of food. "I got out of doing the work, and free food. I can survive them having a girls night, I got seven sisters. The trick is to hide in the corner and only talk when directly spoken to."

Ren was surprised by his leader's knowledge of these scenarios, though maybe he shouldn't have been given Jaunes family. Either way, he followed the blondes advice, the two of the sitting apart from the large female group and keeping themselves amused. Every now and again they would be engaged in conversation, which they would politely answer. Everything was going smoothly, and Ren was confident that they could get through this. But confidence makes one bold, boldness leads to action, and actions can lead to mistakes. And it was here that Ren made one such mistake.

"What are you guys talking about?"

The question was an innocent one, and no one seemed fazed by his inquiry. No one except Jaune. Immediately, the blonde's eyes widened in shock, staring at Ren and trying to motion 'no'. But it was too late.

"Oh, we're just talking about boys." Yang's answer sounded back. "Say, why don't you two come join us?"

"Oh, well that doesn't seem like something we have a part in talking about. We'll just keep doing our own thing over here."

"Nonsense Renny! Come over here and join us! We can even paint your nails!"

"No, I really don't think-"

Yang cut in before the ninja could finish his excuse. "Yea, come on over here. It's not like we'll be talking about you guys anyways. Hell, you two are practically girls with how much time you spend with us."

Ren was beginning to lose hope of getting out of this, when his fearless and intelligent leader stepped in.

"Sure, just let us finish up what we're doing over here, it'll only take a couple seconds." This time it was Ren's turn to be shocked by Jaune. Instead, as soon as all heads were turned away from the pair, Jaune started motioning at door violently with his head. The meaning not lost on Ren, who was quick to follow the knight, the two of them silently trying to slide over to the door, and the freedom it entailed.

They got close, so close. But right as Ren's hand was reaching for the doorknob, a questioning voice sounded across the room. "Renny, what are you doing? Are you two leaving the party?"

Blue eyes met magenta, the two boys sharing a glance before deciding on the only option they had left.

"Run."


The pair eventually stopped running when they reached the library. They had no idea if they had been followed, and weren't about to go and check. Instead, they chose the most hidden table they could and made themselves comfortable.

Once they had calmed down, Jaune started up the conversation. "Ren, you have to be more careful. I understand you're a rookie to these matters, but even the slightest slip up can spell doom. We were lucky to get out of that alive. I won't blame you, but watch yourself in the future."

Ren nodded at his leader's words. He knew the truth in them, what he had almost cost them. IT had been a close escape, and next time they might not get so fortunate. Yet there was something else bothering Ren, and from the look on his face, Jaune was probably feeling the same.

"Are we really just 'two of the girls?'" The blonde posed the question on both of their minds. Ren had never cared too much about his masculinity. He knew who he was, and he was happy with that. But something seemed different now. Maybe it was just the teenage atmosphere or Beacon. Maybe it was him growing up, or hormones. Something about being referred to as one of the girls irked him. But could he really deny it?

"We do hang out exclusively with an otherwise all female group." Ren pointed out.

"True." Jaune pondered. "And just the other week you let them braid your hair when they were bored."

Ren flinched at the memory. Sure, it hadn't done any harm at the time, but looking back…

"Maybe it's time we became a bit more manly." Jaune's words brought Ren out of his memories. "I mean, we're at a school for hunters. No one would question us for acting a bit more macho. We could just make it part of our training."

"How would we train 'manliness' though?"

"I don't know, weights?"

"We already work on strength, and it hasn't helped so far." Jaune closed his eyes, obviously hoping for a sudden epiphany to strike him. Ren too took the time to try and think of a way to reclaim their masculinity.

"Ren, it's no use." Jaunes words mirroring the black-clad boy's thoughts. "I think we need to call in the experts."

"You don't mean…"

"Yep, I don't see another choice." Teen grimaced as his leader pulled a scroll out. Even if he had wanted to, Ren would've had a hard time arguing against Jaune on this one. They needed results, and soon. They couldn't do this on their own.

"Make the call."

Slowly, Jaune punched in the number, giving Ren the chance to back out. A chance Ren didn't take. As the phone rang, Jaune set it on speaker and placed it on the table between them. They waited with bated breath, the tension thick in the air between them.

It rang again. And again. Then the sound of someone picking up, and a voice came through the scroll, clear as day.

"'Sup?"


There it is, the first chapter of my new project, meant to replace my one that just ended. This fic is planned to be a purely humorous one this time around, and will probably be about the same length as 'Where We Seek Comfort'.

This is a shorter chapter, more of a prologue to set up the story really. Most chapters will be longer, probably between 2000-3000 words.

As always, I am open to any feedback or criticism you want to give me, and I hope you will enjoy this story.

-Dunkacoke-