Greetings everyone! It's Phony here and I've decided a rewrite was in order after an important fact was pointed out to me by "Anonymous Guest" about the drastic age difference between Jaune and his sisters. So I've changed it. This is why I love reviews because the not only tell me how much you guys are enjoying the story but they also point out any faults I missed during proofreading. So thank you all for following and favoriting and reviewing and I hope you continue to read this hopefully amazing story! Till next time, this has been PhonyPWN3!
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Chapter Two
Of all the things Morito had thought would happen after his death THIS was not one of them. There he was being held by a grown woman with rainbow hair and crystal clear eyes while a mountain of a man with blonde hair and beard to match and ocean blue eyes smiled down at him. And what had they called him? Jaune? Was he french or something? No, no, he couldn't be french; the man and woman, who he guessed were his parents which was a no brainer, spoke english. Or at least maybe they were speaking their native language and he just automatically understood it? As Morito felt himself being lifted from his mother's arms, a fact that he will most likely never get used to, he was handed into the muscular arms of his father, another fact he'd never get used to.
And as the man held him, smiling as if he'd just found the meaning to life itself, his mouth opened to speak; "Hello there son. I'm your father." said the man.
"No shit sherlock." thought Morito.
The woman smiled at her husband, holding his newborn son. "Orville hand him over and get the girls. I just known they'll be breaking down the doors to see their baby brother at any moment" said the woman before reaching out to get her son.
"Of course dear. Here you go sonny, here's your mother." said Orvile, handing his wife their son before walking out to get their other children.
The woman smiled down at her baby boy, small tears of happiness spilling out of the corners of her eyes. "My precious baby boy. My little Jaune."
It was needless to say that Morito was confused as all living hell. Just what had happened to him? Did he really die or was this all an illusion created by his master? Was he in a coma was just dreaming all of this? No, there had to be a logic- you know what never mind. After spending all his years fighting against supernatural beings ranging from users who could shapeshift to those that could alter the very face of reality it was pretty much pointless trying to use logic. but there had to be some explaination to his current situation. But until he could figure that out it was best just make the best out of weird situation. And just as Morito had thought that the door to the hospital room slammed open as several girls clambered in. The woman giggled as she held her little boy for her children to see.
And as Morito looked over the multiple colored heads of seven girls a thought occured to him; he was the little brother to SIX older sisters. And after spending time with a variety of females Morito came to find that many of them fell under a certain category based on their personality.
Morito's new mother smiled at him before looking at her daughters; "Girls meet your baby brother, Jaune. Jaune these are you sisters. Orville, sweetie, introduce our darling little angels." said the mother.
This made Orville beam with pride as he ushered the oldest twins forward.
Both girls stood at eaxctly the same height, each with their shade of vibrant green eyes. And by the looks of things the girls appeared to be fraternal twins, most likely around 13 years old. Though this was their only similarities.
It was their overall differences that drew Morito's attention.
To the left side of Orville, stood a girl with luscious red hair, it's very length reaching the girl's lower back. She wore a red shirt with little frills along the bottom and a black skirt over red leggings and white slip-on shoes.
To the right side of Orville was a girl with short and choppy orange hair. She wore what looked to be a sport jersey two sizes too big for her and a pair of blue sport spandex, with a set of white running shoes.
"Jaune, these are your oldest sisters, Rouge and Clementine. Rouge's dream is to be Vale's next great fashion designer and Clementine is the captain and ace of her junior Dustball team." said Orville, pushing the girls towards their younger brother.
Rouge, seizing an opprotunity, stepped forward first, proudly swinging her red hair over her shoulder before placing her small, almost pure white hand over her chest. "Hello little brother. It is I, your oldest and most beloved sister, Rouge."
The other girl, not wanting her twin to hog the attention of her new little brother, shoved her out of the way before taking her stand in front of Morito/Jaune with her arms crossed over her chest. "Hey little bro'. I'm Clementine but you can call me Clem." said Clementine as she leaned close to Morito/Jaune's ear, whispering, but not, into his ear. "And don't listen to Rouge, she only older by like two seconds."
"It was three seconds!" shouted Rouge.
"Nuh uh!" shouted back Clementine.
"Yeah huh!" shouted back, back Rouge.
Seeing an argument starting to form, Iris nodded to her husband, who quickly ushered the girls back outside, where they could be watched by their friends.
Afterwards, Orville brought up the next set of fraternal twin girls to the little brother. Once again, the girls seemed to share the same height, eye color, which was a light shade of brown, and age, that being 11 years old. But once again, it was differences that drew his attention.
The right was a girl with wild, frizzy, green hair, wear a dark, forest green sweater, three sizes too big under a bright white lab coat, which was held closed with a single button. Covering her eyes was a pair of small square glasses, most likely for nearsightedness.
To the left was a little girl with short light blonde hair, reaching just above her shoulders, which was covered by a small sunhat. she wore a soft yellow and cream white sundress and pair of tan sandles. She had this aura of a mother, similar to Iris.
"Girls, this is your little brother, Jaune. Jaune, these are your older sisters, Verde and Chiffon. Verde is the smartest girl in her whole class and Chiffon dreams of being a mother, just like me." introduced Iris.
At the sight of her mother's head nod, Verde stepped forward, holding her arms behind her back, the sleeves of her green sweater extending past the sleeves of the lab coat. "Greetings infantile male family unit, J-272, designation "Jaune Arc". My name is Verde and this is my fraternal twin sister, Chiffon." said Verde, waving her arm toward Chiffon, who chose to hide behind her sunhat.
Iris smiled at her two little girls before Verde grabbing Chiffon's hand and leading her out of the room.
The next girls to step up were another set of fraternal twin sisters. Their similarities were their bright yellow eyes, height, and age, that being 8 years old.
To the left was a girl with vibrant, spikey neon blue hair, covered by a set of maroon red headphones, which connected to small music player kept in the girl's blue jeans. She wore a small white and blue hooded jacket.
To the right stood a girl with straight, dark purple hair with black streaks. She wore a dark purple skirt with black leggings and purple dance shoes. In her arms was a blue bunny doll with a pink bow and black sewn in buttons for eyes.
Girls, this is Jaune, your little brother. Jaune, these are your older sisters, Jazz and Violet. Jazz dreams of being a muscian and Violet wants to be a dancer."
"Hey there lil' dude. Name's Jazz and this lil' silent but deadly girl is my fraternal twin, Violet. Don't let the emotionless look fool ya. Girl's got the appetite of a goliath for sweets like chocolate." said Jazz, whincing as her twin, Violet, smacked her arm, causing a fight between the two.
After the girls were ushered out by their father, leaving only the three of them, a knock on the door caught their attention. Opening the door revealed a young nurse with black, styled hair and in her arms was a little bundle of joy wrapped in a red fluffly blanket.
After handing the little baby to Orville, who held the baby close to his massive chest, the mountain of a man walked over to his wife and newborn son, holding the baby out for both to see. Unlike the other sisters, who each had their similarities, this sister had one crucial difference. Attached to her silver gray hair was two fox ears.
"What the hell?" thought Morito.
The nurse, still holding little Chrome, handed the little girl over to Orville, who after taking the girl held her up for his son to see.
"This is your other big sister, Chrome, though she's only a month older than you. We adopted her after finding her cradle behind a dumpster. Listen son, I know she looks diferent in comparison to your other sisters but I promise she's the sweetest little girl and I just know the two of you will be as close as thieves." said Orville, smiling at his wife.
"And that's the whole family from start to finish, my little Jaune. They may be weird and they may drive you insane. But at the end of the day, they're your family and they'll always be there for you." said Iris, smiling down at her little boy.
Meanwhile inside the mind of little Jaune Arc, Morito felt himself smiling a bit. Sure as far as he knew he was in the body of an infant with no knowledge of how the world worked or if any of this was even real to begin with. But he had a feeling that even if he never found out how he came to be here, he was happy that he had a group of reliable people to call upon.
And as Iris held her baby boy in her arms a soft knock at the door drew their attention. Orville, seeing the head nod from his wife, swung open the door to see the smiling face of his old friend, Ozpin. The man was dressed in his classic black suit and green neck scarf, his brown eyes just barely being covered by his round glasses, his cane held by his left hand and in his right was his "never unfilled" coffee mug and standing behind him was Glynda Goodwitch, dressed in her black corrset and white dress shirt, her emerald green eyes covered by her oval glasses, while her purple cape flowed behind her.
"Ozpin! Glynda! You finally made it. I was beginning to worry." said Orville, stepping to the side as the two walked in.
"My apologies, Orville. Things have been quite hectic trying to settle into my new position." said Ozpin, smiling at Orville.
"Ah, so you've been making poor Glynda do most of the work, huh." said Orville, smirking at Ozpin, who simply hid his growing smile with his coffee mug.
While the two men were busy catching up, Glynda and Iris were attempting to chat but where continously interrupted by the multiple girls, who were all trying to get Glynda's attention. And while Iris was softly laughing at the torment her friend was going through, Glynda had had just about enough. So in an effort to save her girls from Glynda's wrath, Iris gathered her girls' attention. "Girls, I think Jaune is in need of a nap."
Rouge, nodding her head, answered back "Of course dear mother. Come along, everyone, let's go back home."
And even as the girls all awed in disappointment, Rouge still managed to herd the others out the door, leaving the adults in the room with Jaune.
Sighing in relief, Glynda turned to her friend, before pinching the bridge of her nose. "Thank you, Iris. Any longer and your girls would've become wall decorations."
"Still not used to children yet, Glyn?" asked Orville.
"Children, I can handle. YOUR girls are the bane of my existence." said Glynda, glaring at Orville, who merely gave a hearty laugh.
Meanwhile, Ozpin walked over to Iris, who was currently holding little Jaune. "So, this is your newborn."
"That's correct. Ozpin, Glynda, I'd like to introduce you to my son, Jaune Arc." said Orville, taking his son from Iris, before handing him to Ozpin, who held the infant in his arms.
"He's quite the dashing little boy, isn't he?" asked Ozpin, smiling as Orville patted his right shoulder.
"Of course he is! He's an Arc and the Arcs have always been known for their good looks." said, a very smug, Orville.
"Oh? Strange, I could've sworn you told me the Arcs were known for their intelligence. After all, I still remember your "brilliant" plan to prank Miss Goodwtich." said Ozpin, smirking as Orville's smug face was diminished.
Seeing their opprotunity for some old fashioned teasing, the two women coined in.
"I was told the Arcs were known for their combat prowess. That was quickly diminished in all of our spars." said Glynda, her arms crossed.
"I remember being told the Arcs were known for their abiltiy to gain the affection of any female they set their eyes on. But who was it that was constantly thrown out of the girl's dorm for waking them up with newly written love letters?" asked Iris, smiling at the defeated look of her husband. For all of his praises, Orville certainly had his faults and one of them was pride, something of which Iris enjoyed knocking down when he needed it.
Meanwhile, Morito was busy creating his plan for the future. Once he had full control of his motor skills he'd need to begin training if he was to get back to his orignal level of strength. That in and of itself would take up most of his time while the rest would be spent learning everything he could about this world. And from the looks of things, the rest of his time here would be quite the adventure.
