Ladies and gentlemen, a random Jaune moment in class….
The sound of the bell confirmed dismissal of the class. Jaune couldn't help but be relieved for Professor Port's class was his final class of the day. As he was beginning to go into his passive mode of putting on his earphones to listen to quality trap music, Professor Port stopped him at the foot of the door.
"Afternoon, Mr. Arc," sounded the excitement of his professor. "Would you care to come with me for a few moments with a brief chat."
A bit startled, he asked. "Did I do anything wrong?"
The professor slapped him on his back. "Of course not, son. I need you to do a little demonstration with some member for practice." He bumped his shoulder. "I even give you extra credit."
Jaune already made arrangements with Pyrrha after school to spend time together. He scratched the back of his head. "Will it be long?"
"Not too long, Mr. Arc," said Professor Port. "I just wanted to see how a master perfects his techniques."
Knowing that extra credit would hurt to improve his grades, he decided to work with the professor on his quest. As a young huntsman in training, he stood by his word with his request. He couldn't help it for it was his creed: "An Arc never backs down on his word."
Professor Port used the training room of Professor Goodwitch to conduct his afterschool training. On the way to the class, Jaune asked what they were doing. Professor Port answered that they were helping some new recruits on how to control certain creatures. The moment he stepped into the room, he saw the ogling eyes of the all-female team.
Professor Port extended his hands to the freshman team. "This Lindsey, Kara, Arryn, and their leader, Barbara. They are known as Team BLAK."
Jaune politely bowed to the members. One of the girls, particularly the raven haired, blue eyed woman was giving the blonde alluring looks.
"Team BLAK is the up and coming team. They are the best in my opinion," said Professor Port. "I know your team last year did a wonderful job." He pointed to the tall, blonde blue-eyed girl who he identified as Barbara. "Barbara here is my honor student. She is growing stronger by the day."
She blushed. "It's nothing, professor. I just learned from the best." She extended her hands to Jaune. "My name is Barbara. I am finally glad to make your acquaintance."
He bowed once more, extended his hand to the leader. "Nice to make your acquaintance." She responded by greeting his hand with a kiss.
"The pleasure is all MINE, Mr. Arc," she replied alluringly which was met with giggles with the other teammates.
The moment was interrupted by Professor Port as he grunted. "Anyway, I wanted you, Mr. Arc, to show these girls a demonstration of your techniques. If you don't mind."
The clock on the wall concerned him as he didn't contact Pyrrha. He wanted to make a call, but the professor was bringing out the cages. He cursed under his breath when seeing his obstacles: an Ursa, a Griffon, and a Beowulf.
Son of a bitch, he thought to himself when seeing his obstacles. Can a brother get a break for two seconds to be with Pyrrha?
The shorter blonde, who was identified as Kara whistled. "He has a lot of hard work to keep him coming?" Other girls' dreams are looking grim after I take this stud home.
Arryn nodded her head affectionately. "I am excited to see him work his body to the fullest." I heard good things about this lad. I want him to work his body. Is it getting hot in here or what?
Barbara fixed her lips. Her eyes trailed from his feet to the top of his head. "Be as it may, ladies, I want to see this blonde work." And to think my cell phone is being repaired right now. The "My Pony" song would have fit the occasion.
Jaune cracked his knuckles as the obstacles were upon him. He withdrew his weapon, the Crocea Mors. Forgive me, Pyrrha, for time. I will make it up to you. I promise! The Beowulf charged into the blonde. With his weapon, he immediately aimed for his leg, completely slicing the creature. The Griffon came next and took advantage by jumping on top of it, taking control of the creature while using his shield to defend himself from the injured Beowulf. With the Griffon in control, he finished off the Beowulf by slashing from the bottom of its' stomach to severing his neck. Blood spilled and landed on his body.
Meanwhile, the members of Team BLAK were waving their ends in the midst of the excitement.
His job wasn't finished. He licked his lips as his next contender, the Ursa was upon him. This one is for you, Pyrrha. He jumped into the air to jam his sword at the head of the Ursa, rendering it useless before it landed on the ground. As he was flying in mid-air, the Griffon caught his fall.
As he thought the demonstration was finished, Professor Port gave him that extra credit. Two Grimms, on the prowl and ready to kill.
"Show us how your skills work to these lovely ladies," shouted Professor Port.
The first Grimm headed for the blonde. He stood up on the Griffon, riding it as if it was a hoverboard and eyed the Grimm. Immediately, he used his weapon to slice its wings. It immediately collapsed and landed on the ground. Suddenly, he was surprised by the second Grimm. It picked him up from the Griffon and flailing him in the air.
"Not today," he grunted as he retrieved his weapon to slice the leg of the Grimm. It screeched loudly but refused to give up Jaune. Jaune made a second attempt with its other leg. The Grimm let him go. He was falling in the air. He closed his eyes as he trusted his instincts. The moment he was close to the ground, the Griffon came and caught his fall.
"Remarkable," cried Professor Port.
The girls were clapping, approving of Jaune's demeanor as he fought the monsters. He landed the Griffon to the ground and hopped off of it. He was panting loudly. As Professor Port wanted to congratulate him, he held his hand. "I need a second. I need a second." Oum in heaven, and on a Friday. At least I am going to get that extra credit for the class.
"Excellent work, Mr. Arc. I wouldn't expect nothing less." Professor Port applaud as he returned the Griffon back to its' cage. He locked the cage. He put his eyes back on the girls. "So, ladies, what do you think?"
A slow clapped was followed by the leader, Barbara. "Perfect. I think he is perfect. He is an excellent contender." She looked to the ladies that were giving him more alluring looks. "I think he is perfect, professor. We can take it from here."
Jaune raised his eyebrows in the words she just said. "Say what?"
Professor Port patted him on his back. "Oh, didn't I mention it to you, your extra credit is these girls." He displayed a subtle grin. "You see, Mr. Arc, I promised these girls a master that can perfect his techniques." He winked. "I didn't say in just his fighting abilities."
Barbara licked her lips as she swayed her body to his direction. "We promised Professor Port a date with Professor Goodwitch if he was able to bring a boy that can perform." She winked at the blonde. "You are definitely no substitute for us."
"You're kidding, right," questioned Jaune to Professor Port.
The professor bumped his shoulder once more. "Oh, no, sir, I am not. I promised these ladies a good time. What's the matter? You don't want to be rude in front of these ladies, don't you?"
Jaune swallowed the lump in his throat. "The thing is I have a..." It was interrupted when the petite redhead woman came in between Jaune and Barbara. "What Lindsey wants, Lindsey gets." She eyed Professor Port. "You can take it from here. He will be in good hands."
Professor Port nodded, tossing the key to Arryn. "Be sure to lock up finishing, girls." He swayed his hands to Jaune. "Have fun, Jaune, ladies. My evening with Glynda awaits." He closed the door behind him, leaving Jaune alone with the temptress members of team BLAK.
"Hey, Arryn. Did you actually arranged the date with Professor Goodwitch," asked Barbara.
Arryn shrugged her shoulders. "Beats me. He is gone, isn't him." She glared at Jaune. "Time to claim our prize."
Jaune was about to head for the exit until Lindsey caught hold to him. "No, no, no, Jauney. You have some extra credit to work with us." He immediately felt Lindsey's hands unbuttoning his pants. He tried to run, but fell to the floor.
"Hold his hands, Arryn and Kara," said Barbara. Jaune felt hopeless as he witnessed the blossoming teens undoing their uniforms. The sounds of their grunting and moaning alerted his middle man.
"I hope you don't have any plans," smirked Barbara. "Because you have to treat us fairly and equal. That's the Beacon Academy's principal."
About an hour earlier...
Somewhere in a certain dorm room at the Beacon Academy, Pyrrha Nikos was lying in bed reading Loud House fanfiction through a scroll. With a plate of pancakes Nora baked next to her bed, she had enough to keep herself busy for the time being.
"This Lincoln character is interesting," said Pyrrha while smiling. She took a piece of a pancake, inhaling the contents in her mouth. "He is so sweet. Well, not like these pancakes. That alone is reserved for Jaune. Next to pancakes, that is the sweetest of cakes."
She closed her scroll, deciding that she had read enough fanfiction for the day. It was finally the weekend and she had some time on her hands. She knew that Jaune wasn't available for another hour.
She couldn't take her mind from reading the Loud House fanfiction. Something about seeing Lincoln submit to other women turned her on. Just the thought of dominating a boy was making her moist. She didn't mind when Jaune dominated her, but often she wanted the other way around. She licked her lips, licking the residue of syrup, though there was another kind of syrup she wouldn't mind tasting.
She paused, seeing the members of Team BLAK passing through. She waved to each of them. As they left, she stuck her tongue out while lowering her eyelids with her finger. "Damn harlots!"
Suddenly, she felt a sharp pain in the back of her head. I sense four bitches trying to put their hands on my man. Barbara!
"That. Bitch. Is. So. Fucking. Dead!" Pyrrha thought of some of the things the girls of Lincoln's harem did to protect their man. "Jauney, please be ready when I am going to have my way with you. And Barbara, please prepare to fucking suffer. Either support me and my Jauney or die for your pride. That sweet pancake is mine!"
Nora was eating her pancakes along with Lie Ren as they saw Pyrrha walking out with her Milo.
Swallowing the pancake, Nora asked. "Where are you going, Pyrrha?"
"Hunting!"
Lie Ren and Nora looked at each other before shrugging their shoulders. "Have fun," replied Nora. Pyrrha walked out of the dorm and slammed the door.
Lie Ren put down his book to look at Nora. "You do know that Pyrrha is after someone, right?"
"She is a lover like everybody else. And who am I to stop people from true love?" That's because she places harm, then I am one step closer to getting with Jaune. Play wisely, Pyrrha, for I, too, want a taste of that particular pancake.
Jaune has a lot to deal with on his hands. I wish him lots of luck. This concludes a random moment with Jaune at school.
To be continued….
For the readers who are confused at the latter part of the chapter, read my Loud House parody, "No Matter How I Look At It, It's Still You Girls' Fault" for clarity. Don't worry. No crossovers in this series.