Basically, this is an AU where Teams RWBY and JNPR get swapped around and instead we get Ruby, Weiss, Jaune and Pyrrha in a team (JPWR) and Blake, Yang, Nora and Ren in the other (BRNY). There are going to be a few snippets of varying length, depending on the subject matter, so hopefully you all enjoy it.

Disclaimer: I do not own RWBY or its characters.


Weiss Schnee wasn't a morning person.

No. That wouldn't be fair to say. There were many occasions where she had gotten up nice and early, even if they involved being told tragic news about friends and family, and she was never the sort to stay in bed for its own sake. It was just that, when waking up to the sound of birds chirping, a whistle to the ear was not the most welcome sensation. In fact, it ranked around the bottom, right next to a heart monitor's beeps.

Ruby Rose, on the other hand, seemed to be enough of a morning person to have woken up, get dressed, and decide that her moral mission was to deafen her partner by any means necessary. A clear sign that Team JPWR (a.k.a Jasper, in Beacon Academy's lesser moment in team-naming history) was headed for the rocks before it even set sail. Oh joy to Remnant. Weiss thought to herself, looking to the only other competent-member of the team in despair. How have you not gone mad already?

It was an injustice! How did Ruby come into the leadership, when two far more qualified students were waiting in the wings? She could understand Jaune being passed over, having the good-naturedness of a Huntsman meant nothing if that was the only talent, but not someone who had trained for years upon years for the chance to show the world what she was able to do. To cut down demonic Grimm and the blood-thirsty Faunus of the White Fang required a modicum of qualifications, which included the leadership that she deserved most!

Okay, maybe not the most, but second wasn't too bad. Unless you were Weiss' father, in which case it was stated with a questioning tone, a clear reminder that first wasn't attained. Still, not even her father would claim that Pyrrha Nikos was not a worthy name to serve under, in the fight against forces that wished to consume humanity.

Top graduate of her class, Breaker of Records, Four-Time Winner of the Mistral Regional Tournament, Ms Pumpkin Pete, P-Money, the list of achievements and titles goes on.

Her skill with a weapon was only matched by her goodwill, her obvious disappointment of being passed over easily masked by kind words to both Ruby, admittedly a prodigy in her own right, and to Jaune, who could come up with a decent plan. Such skills were something that a leader needed. To be able to sooth tensions, to guide the way for their team to move forward on, to make those who fell behind move forward with fair but firm advice.

Only now JPWR was in the hands of a madwoman. Crushed under a despotic regime of cookie crumbs and sugar overdoses, Weiss was not sure how she would be able to survive the rule of a girl like Ruby Rose.

"Good morning Team Jasper!" Ruby all but shouted, the ringing in Weiss' ears now gaining an accompanying band.

"Ruby, I think if you go any louder, Weiss' ears are gonna start bleeding." A male voice said, submissive enough that the Red Tyrant (as Weiss now saw Ms Rose) seemed to be swayed by his words.

"Good point, Jaune. Operation Unpack and Decorate is going to need all of us in top-shape." Ruby's chubby cheeks was soon matching her skirt in colour, so great was her excitement in whatever complex scheme she ha-

Operation Unpack and Decorate?

That sounded rather normal and sensible. Weiss narrowed her eyes, searching her mind for whatever foul tricks the Red Tyrant had planned for them. What's the catch here? Am I going to have to deal with Jaune's attempts at flirting again? Please, do not let that be the catch.

Jaune Arc had got it into his head that he and Weiss could ever be a couple, when it had the same chance of the White Fang swearing off murder and Ruby's older sister shaving herself bald at the exact same moment. From the time Team JPWR was announced and them going to bed, there had been a barrage of Snow Angels and poorly-disguised pleas for a single date, after the former ended by threat of murder via Myrtenaster. It was enough to drive her mad.

At least Pyrrha seemed to emphasise with her, the pitying looks she gave the whole time. She probably had to deal with the same thing back in Sanctum, an army of admirers must have had some fanatics among them, which would be a great help in dealing with tall, blonde and scraggly.

"Do you need any help, Weiss?" Pyrrha asked, lending a hand to Weiss, the latter now realising that she was still on the floor. "I noticed that you brought a lot of stuff. If you don't mind me saying so, I know that a lot of that was just Dust for Myrtenaster, but you did seem to have some portraits and-"

"It's fine. I placed them in the closet, so getting them out should be easy." Weiss said, quickly picking herself up from the floor and looking gratefully at her fellow victim. "It's kind of you to offer though, Pyrrha."

"I thought you looked a bit uneasy. You didn't eat much at dinner yesterday, I was a bit worried for you." Pyrrha explained, her concern making Weiss turn red. Her thoughts had been so filled with brooding over injustice, she had barely touched food when compared to her teammates.

"A bit of nerves, I assure you. We're getting to the hard part now." A false smile was plastered on her face, with hints of truth. Weiss did feel nervous about explaining to her father on how she failed to become leader of Team JPWR and their leader's character.

I'll do it when he's visiting Winter. He's warmer during those times. By warmer, Weiss meant that death from hypothermia was not an instant reaction to speaking with the head of the SDC, but it was good enough for her.

"If you're feeling nervous, you can always talk to me o-"

The team-bonding had been interrupted by a terrible noise, piercing at Weiss' ears and having all but one member of Team JWPR move to cover their ears from sheer agony. The culprit was one Ruby Rose, who Weiss could have sworn looked upset for a second, before her face returned to that of caffeine-fuelled joy and happiness. Probably from seeing us suffer under her despotism. Weiss thought, with a bitter strain.

"Come on, team. We need to get this room to meet maximum fun standards quick." Ruby said, before giving off the most innocent smirk Weiss had ever seen. "We wouldn't want to be late to class and ruin our record would we, Weiss?"

That girl was evil. No matter how many cookies she consumed.

"Now then," Ruby continued, moving towards her bed before she pulled out a chart from under it. The light of day allowing the crudely-drawn designs to partially show themselves to Weiss, a sinking feeling reaching her stomach. "How do we all feel about bunk beds?"

We did always want them, back when we were little. Weiss thought to herself. Oh who am I kidding? I'll be dead from a heart attack in six months, at this rate.