This will be the start of an overarching plot within these one-shots, all of which will culminate with the Vale dance (Different from the Vytal Festival Dance). Each chapter will still be standalone enough to each being a one-shot

Genre: Romance and Family

The Twinny Code of Conduct for Twinny's

Beacon, Second Year

"How about this one?"

"No,"

"Okay, let's try… this one?"

"Nope,"

"Now you can't deny this one,"

"Let's see if I can find it in me: no,"

"This one?"

"No,"

"You didn't even look at that one!" Jaune sighed as he begrudgingly turned his eyes away from his homework to look at the picture uploaded to the scroll on his desk. It showed an admittedly cute girl around his age with light brown hair and blue eyes above an attractive smile.

"No,"

"Argh!" The voice coming from the scroll's speakers groaned in frustration, "Twinny, I can't help you get a date to the Vale Dance unless you cooperate," It was at that point that the photo of the brown haired girl minimized to show a live video of an eighteen year old girl with blonde hair tied in a short ponytail and a pair of deep blue eyes behind a pair of regular blue rimmed glasses scowling at Jaune.

"I didn't ask for your help you know, my dear sister Joanne" Jaune pointed out as he returned to focusing on his homework.

"But Twinny?!" Joanne whined while using her personal nickname for Jaune, the two being twins and all, "You need my help. If your descriptions of your classmates are any indication; you couldn't find water if you fell out of a canoe,"

"Well it would depend on whether the canoe is in water now wouldn't it," Jaune countered.

"There's lots of water around this particular canoe, Twinny: LOTS. OF. WATER!" Joanne said pointedly (Insanely).

"I think of them as friends, Sisters, like you," Jaune explained.

"You got seven of those back here!" Joanne shouted so loud into the scroll's mic piece that the sound was slightly distorted, "All of whom will gladly take you in chaperone if you don't find a date,"

'Gulp' Jaune swallowed hard at the thought of being embarrassed about such a situation, "S-Surely not all of them,"

"ALL. OF. THEM!" Joanne accentuated each word.

"What about Amara, she has an image to uphold as her school's cheerleading captain,"

"She'll dye her hair,"

"What about Gertrud? She hates my guts,"

"Exactly why she's more than willing to embarrass you,"

"What about Sophie, she's only nine. That's half our age,"

"Must be pretty embarrassing to babysit while all your friends go to the dance,"

"Hannah? Marcie? Talia?"

"Has nothing better to do. Got some new medication. Parole."

"What about you? We're twins, if people see us going to a dance in chaperone they'll think we're like that duchess and her brother from that On Demand show: War of Kingdoms!" Jaune replied, and to his luck, his sister looked nervous.

"Okay, SIX of your sisters will gladly take you in chaperone to the dance," Joanne corrected.

"I won't take any of you to the dance,"

"Give me a reason why we shouldn't go to the dance with you?" Joanne demanded.

"Ah… no comment," Jaune said simply.

"OH MY GOD!" Joanne proclaimed while pointed an accusatory finger at Jaune through the screen, "You have a girlfriend!"

"What?!" Jaune replied in utter shock.

"Admit it, Twinny!"

"NO,"

"Come on, tell me who she is,"

"Absolutely not!"

"Don't make me invoke the first!"

"But, but, but…" It was too late, for Joanne had produced a book labeled 'The Twinny's Code of Conduct for Twinny's: Volume I of XIX'. Joanne opened the book to the first page and recited, "As decreed mutually between both parties, no Twinny shall keep secrets from his or her fellow Twinny,"

"But-"

"No buts!"

"In that case, I invoke the Eighteenth," Jaune countered, "You must promise to not tell another soul about my secret,"

"Deal," Joanne agreed to it instantly, almost eagerly. As she waited for Jaune to divulge his secret; Jaune had only one thought running through his head:

'Weiss is going to kill me,'

Author's Note:

I liked the idea of Jaune having a twin among his many sisters. One thing I didn't like about all the stories I found that mentions The Arc Sisters is that they all had names starting with the letter J, so I simply typed up names as I thought of them.

Also, none of them are combat trained, and attend (or had attended) a regular school.