MAO: Hey, everybody! Le MAO and JC here with another installment of It's My Turn to feel Out of Place!

*JC stumbles in hungover*

JC: Er, my head feels like it's in a vice grip.

*Looks up*

JC: Oh shit! We're on! I mean, hey everybody! Welcome to another chapter!

MAO: ...JC...what the fuck?

JC: Sorry, went out with friends last night, and they bought me Vegas bombs, which are delicious, but you don't want to drink too many. Lesson here kids, no matter how sweet something may taste, if it has alcohol, you got to know your limit.

MAO: ...Well said.

*clears throat*

MAO: Alright, quick recap! Jem's still in the Emerald Forest, Colt and Violet meet Jem's fiance and daughter, and Colt calls out Winter about who she is.

*JC cracks open a beer*

JC: Yep, so in other words, Winter is in a bit of a sticky situation. Should she stay or should she go?

MAO: Let's see what she decides. Without further delay, let's get this chapter underway!

JC: I'll drink to that!

MAO: I thought you were hung-…never mind. To the story!


Disclaimer: Neither I nor JC of the Corn own RWBY. Cover image by sumopiggy on Deviantart.


(Winter and Nala POV)

Winter honestly didn't know what to think. She was Winter Schnee! Specialist in the Atlesian military!

And yet…this jerk didn't believe her!

And what made it worse was that she couldn't exactly blame the man for not believing her. There were clearly two live feeds of two different Winters in two different locations….

"P-Perhaps there's a l-loop?"

"I called her before coming here and confirmed it was really her. Plus, the Winter I know doesn't have a Faunus daughter."

Well, shit.

It appeared that now she had to take one simple fact into account…they may not be on their home world of Remnant. Sure they were on a Remnant, but it wasn't their Remnant. It may look like their Remnant, but it may be different from their actual Remnant….you get what I'm laying down? Because I sure don't.

"Well?" Colt asked.

Winter had to make a choice.

She can either-.

A: Grab Nala and run because this guy may have been stalking her for a while.

B: Stay and try to explain herself.

"Huh, well that's weird." Nala had somehow snatched the weird tablet thingy out of the man's hands.

"HEY!" he shouted in indignation.

"Mommy! Why is there another you?" Nala said as she pointed to the other Winter on the screen.

"That's not me!"

"But it looks like you!"

"I can see that!"

"Do you have another sister?"

"No! Just Weiss and…my brother." Even saying that irritated the hell out of Winter.

"Wait, I have an uncle too?"

"…Lets not have this conversation now."

"Why not?"

"Your uncle is weird."

"Okay…so now what?"

Well, Winter couldn't run after that whole debacle. The man stood there with his arms crossed waiting for an explanation. The little bunny girl meanwhile tapped Nala's shoulder.

"Um, could you return that?" she asked politely. "It's Beacon property."

"Okay!" Nala exclaimed (a little too) cheerfully, immediately giving the device back.

"Didn't I tell you to stay behind me?" Winter asked as both little girls realized they both were supposed to be hiding behind their parents legs….

They only shrugged.

Winter sighed and looked at the man in front of her.

"Look, I told you the truth. My name is Winter Schnee, Atlesian Specialist, member of the Schnee family, and mother to Nala. I have no idea why there is another me running around except…except…."

How the heck was she going to explain this?

"Oh, I get it!" Nala piped up as everyone looked at her. "That Dust sent us to a new world!"

"Nala, I can s-." But Nala was too excited to stay quiet.

"No! It makes sense! Think about it, you and Daddy met the same way! Then we traveled to our Remnant and Earth using the same Dust! And then the creepy guy sent us here!"

Winter rubbed her face with her left hand. "I doubt they will believe that."

"Why not?"

"Because…that may seem crazy."

"Mommy, you realize our whole lives are crazy, right?"

"Yes, but these people don't understand what kind of place we come from."

"How do you know?"

"Because we're talking about breaking the laws of physics! That's not exactly a car ride from one destination to the next."

"True, but come on! Anything is possible with Dust!"

"I doubt they will believe us."

"Well they can hear our conversation now, we're not exactly whispering."

Winter then realized that the man and his daughter probably heard everything they just said.

"Besides, the one bunny girl is dressed as a cop! Maybe they can help us find daddy!"

"Uh…erg….ugh…." Winter had a headache from this whole situation.

Not from her daughter's logic, just from the fact that this whole situation was driving her crazy.

"Lady?"

Winter glared. "Winter."

"Right," Colt drawled. "Now…you think you could expand on what you two were openly talking about just now?"

Winter tensed a bit.

"And don't try to run. Please? You don't want to. Your daughter doesn't want to. I personally don't want you to. Violet?"

Violet gives a stern look. "No sudden moves, or you'll be introduced to Mr. Taser."

Colt rubbed his eyes at that and sighed. "Right, just…explain yourself. Tell me your story. And don't lie, please."

Winter bit her lip. If she told Colt the truth, he'd think she was crazy!

Nala tugged on Winter's pants and gave a smile.

Winter stared…then sighed.

"Oh, very well."

Winter took one long breath and….

"I'm Winter Schnee, but not the Winter Schnee of this dimension. I actually come from another version of Remnant. My sister's team and another ended up getting involved in a Dust accident that transported them to some world called 'Earth'. I followed them through, where I met Nala's father, and then I was sent back, but then somehow through a freak accident due to a Dust bullet, the man I met came to Remnant, where we got engaged-."

She held up her hand to demonstrate.

"And then we were taking a family vacation in which we were then blasted off to this Remnant by another freak Dust accident. Nala and I ended up here, while my fiancé, Jem, is…somewhere else. I'm not sure where, though. And we'd really appreciate it if you could help us find him."

She sighed in relief at getting all that out, then waited for the man's response.

Colt, for his part, just stood there, taking everything she just said in.

Violet stared up in confusion, then looked to Nala.

"So…you two are aliens?"

"Yup! A human and Faunus from another planet! Right, Mommy?"

Winter smiled. "Yes, dear."

Nala beamed.

Violet pouted and mumbled. "I want a mommy."

She glared up at Colt, who ignored her indignation in favor of rubbing his chin.

"…What country did you meet the guy in?"

Winter blinked. "H-How would you know of-?"

"What. Country?"

She narrowed her eyes. "…America."

"Alright…which state?"

"Illinois."

"What year did you meet him, and when did he arrive on Remnant? I'd wager it was somewhere in the 2010s?"

"2016 and 2018, respectively."

Winter suddenly had a bit of hope, yet the rational part of her mind warned her that this couldn't be real.

This man couldn't possibly believe her, could he? What she said was crazy! And yet this man is asking specific questions regarding Earth….

Almost as though he knew of it.

But that couldn't possibly be it…could it?

"Alright, one last thing."

He leaned forward a bit. "…Let it go~. Let it go~. Can't hold it back any-."

"NO!" Winter screamed. "I get enough Frozen references from Jem! I don't need to be reminded every single day about how either I or Weiss resemble Elsa!"

Seriously! Jem just kept with the Frozen references! It was a little annoying at first, but it started grating on her nerves! And furthermore-!

This man knew Frozen.

An Earth movie.

Winter's mouth fell. "You…you know about Earth?"

"Lady-, no," Colt corrected. "Winter...you're not the only one with a crazy story to tell."

He tipped his hat with a grin. "Now, let's see if we can find this 'Jem' guy."


(Jem POV)

Jem was currently munching on a cooked lizard on a stick. Surprisingly it tasted better than the squirrel. So he didn't mind it so much.

He sat down for a bit to rest and catch his breath, laying his weapon by his side as he cracked his neck a few times.

He took another bite out of the lizard before he looked around.

"Am I taking this too seriously?" he asked himself as he pulled out a tiny hand mirror.

Sure enough, he was going a bit nuts. He currently had Celtic war paint on his face. He didn't know why. He thinks it was because he thought it looked badass. His wolf cloak was still in good shape. He was actually considering keeping it after this whole fiasco.

It was soooooo warm!

"Seriously, how the heck can PETA not like wearing fur?" He said to himself as he took another bite of the lizard….

"And now I'm talking to myself."

Yep, Jem wasn't sure if he was having a good time or not.

On one hand, he got to try survival tactics he had learned in Alaska. On the other hand, it hadn't been that long since he had been here, and he still wasn't any closer to finding Winter and Nala. He had been looking all over the place, but he still couldn't find anything….

There was a bright side, however.

He didn't hear any screams, and he didn't come across any grisly sites. So, he was certain that they were safe. After all, Winter was armed, so he was certain she would be able to handle things.

But he couldn't help but worry. After all, it was his fiance and his daughter. Seriously, they still needed to set a date for the wedding. They tried to a few times, but work and trying to help the world always got in the way.

It didn't help that Winter had pretty much conscripted him into the Atlesian army, so that kept their schedules pretty busy. That and they still couldn't decide if they wanted the wedding to be on Remnant or in the US.

So yeah, shit happens.

"You know, this place looked so much easier to navigate on the show."

He took a step through some brush, only to find nothing but trees yet again.

Seriously, this place could turn him the biggest eco terrorist into the CEO of a logging company. He had been here for about a few hours now, and already he was considering destroying all of mature.

"Okay…just relax." He took a small sip of moonshine to medicate himself.

Truly the drink of the gods! If Jesus turned water into moonshine, he was certain that the last supper would have been unforgettable.

…And now he might be going to hell for thinking of that.

Or Valhalla.

He still hadn't decided if he was still Catholic or following the ways of Asatru. It was a bit confusing. The point was he wasn't sure. But now wasn't the time to be thinking about that! He needed to get back on track.

"Okay let me think…how did Ruby and Weiss make it to the temple in the show?" He thought back to when he watched it.

"…Never mind, that won't work. There's no Nevermore's near me." He shook his head of the thought.

He was crazy enough to hitch a ride on a nevermore, but that plan wouldn't work for a few reasons.

1) He wasn't sure if he could survive a fall from that height.

2) How would he even hitch a ride on a nevermore?

3) How was he sure it would go where he wanted?

4) Winter would kick his ass if he did that.

He chuckled a bit at the last part. He remembered when he dropped into the mouth of that weird snake Grimm at Beacon. And she was pissed off. Granted she forgave him eventually, but he got a lecture after that.

"For Oum's sake! If you ever do something that insanely stupid again, I will send you to whatever afterlife you wish!"

Yeah, she forgave him eventually. And he knew she would never kill him. At worst, it was a very painful slap, at best it was…well…you know…Bow chika wow wow.

And of course sometimes she made him sleep on the couch. But he planned ahead, he had a pull out couch with a memory foam mattress, so he could still get a good night's sleep. And that was worth its weight in gold when he made Winter mad and she wouldn't let him sleep in the bed.

He had no idea why his thoughts went from finding his family to pull out couches. But he supposed it had something to do with the fact he was bored out of his mind. Which wasn't really his fault because the only thing to do in this forest was to watch out for Grimm.

You couldn't even enjoy the landscape, because you were constantly worried about a Grimm popping out and trying to eat you like Rosie O'Donnell at an all-you-can-eat buffet.

"Finally! Something besides…trees…." Jem was trailing off at the end as he came across a cave.

But not just any cave. He knew this cave. This cave was familiar to him.

And why is that? Well because he had seen it before. This was the cave where Jaune and Pyrrha met the Deathstalker in Volume 1.

"Yeah I remember, this is where Jaune screamed like a little girl."

He chuckled a bit at the memory.

"Sun's going down," he said as he saw the sun was starting to set.

Ignoring the obvious Bear Grylls meme that popped into his head about the sun going down, he realized he needed a place to stay for the night.

"Well, the Deathstalker should be gone, so nothing to worry abo-."

GRRRRRRR.

"…Please no."

Sure enough, as if God or Odin was giving him a giant middle finger from the sky. He saw a Deathstalker slowly walk out of the cave, wondering who had made that noise. And it's multiple eyes locking onto Jem.

"…Shit."

GGGGRRRRRRR.

"I don't suppose you could go back into your cave?"

The only response he got was a growl.

"Well good thing for bullets." He aimed his rifle at the death stalker, knowing he could use an explosive round.

CLICK!

"What the?" He tired cocking his Winchester again, but it came up empty.

"That's not right!" He said as he was out of bullets.

"No, no, no!" He said as he reached for the bullets on his belt.

Only to find that his bandolier was missing.

"That's not right! My bandolier was on my belt!"

Where the hell was it?

…Wait a minute.

He got smacked by an Ursa earlier, and since then he felt lighter…shit.

It must have come off during that fight!

He started shaking with uncontrollable rage.

"FUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUCCKK!"

The Deathstalker actually reeled back slightly at that.

"Okay, I'm cool," he said, calming himself down. "I'm cool. I'm fine. I'm relaxed."

He quickly pondered what to do now.

"Well….I can't run, because that would be pointless. I got no bullets, so…only one thing to do." Jem said as he shifted Red Dawn into Tomahawk and knife form.

He pulled the wolf hood over his head, preparing for combat.

"Hey you know, I ate a scorpion once on a dare…it was dead of course, think it was one of your relatives?"

For the first time in Grimm history, a Grimm actually managed to make a facial expression.

The Deathstalker deadpanned.

"Okay, obviously not."

Jem figured he could beat this thing. Sure it was bigger than anything else he had ever fought. But considering that he had good luck on his side, and he had experience fighting Grimm, he should be able to hold it off until it got tired.

"Wait….I got an idea." He grinned as he knew how to get out of this without fighting it.

"AAHHHHH!" He ran towards it.

Now normally people would consider this crazy. But then he jumped up into the air, and on top of it.

"Just got to do…THIS!" He yelled as he dug his tomahawk and knife into the Deathstalker's back armor plating.

Now…this was not enough to kill him. What it did do however was-.

ROOOAAAARR!

Piss him off and start to make him buck like a horse.

"WOOO HOOOO! GET ALONG LITTLE DOGGY!" he yelled out as he was using his tomahawk and knife as handle bars.

Yes….he was riding the Deathstalker like a horse.

And yes…he was slightly drunk.

But it was actually smart, while he couldn't kill it, the Deathstalker wouldn't take a risk stinging itself. So all he had to do was stay on long enough to tire it out, and hopefully he could run away when it was too tired to chase him.

Only one problem with this plan.

"OH SHIT!"

The Deathstalker was really strong and Jem had to hold on for dear life. But at least he could say one thing for certain...

This was not one of his best ideas.


MAO: Well, guess it shouldn't be surprising that Colt buys Winter's story.

JC: Yeah, and now we have Jem deciding to go all professional bull rider on a Deathstalker.

MAO: ...Eh, I'm sure he'll be fine. Or at the very least, last long enough until someone notices him. Wasn't luck his thing or something?

JC: Yeah it is, that and he has a bit of moonshine in him, imagine how Colt is going to handle that?

MAO: Ah yes. The headaches to be had.

*sighs*

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JC: In the meantime, may your beer stay cold, and your steak stay rare!

MAO: See you in the next update!

MAO & JC: LATERS!