Hello my dear readers and fans and welcome to another chapter of The choosy little backroom.
It is still Saturday by me (21:55 as the time I finished) I normaly didnt plan to update a story this late but considering that today is the release of the new Volume 4 I think I made a exeption and put in a little extra work into it.
Now enough of the nice words and on with the chapter.
PS: Thank you all for thoose nice suggestions, I read every mentioned story (And I know many of them already) and will decide wich one I will put on in a vote as to react next.
PPS: I put a poll on my profile that will stant this chapter 7. Please look and vote.
"So we all agree to follow those four rules?" Weiss asked. Before Jaune could start reading the next chapter Weiss reminded them that they still had to made the rules up.
After a lengthy discussion, they came to the following rules:
First rule: Everything they counterparts do cannot be used against them. This means they could literally kill each other and that would change anything.
Second rule: Whenever someone is shown nude or a 'intimidate' scene comes up they are not required to look away, but they will neither talk about it, make any comments, take any pictures or video records or any form of recordation of it. (The boys got this through after they snatched Yang's scroll and showed them the picture he took of Jaune's backside)
The third rule is that every secret that is exposed from each other will stay a secret. Or as Yang used to quote a favorite movie of hers: No one talks about the library club.
And the last rule they came up with was, that whenever a counterpart of them invited something new, they got all the copy rights (Weiss idea, for the chase a counterpart of her discovered a new kind of dust or way to use or mine dust.)
All twelve hunters agreed to these rules, and when the need comes up for new rules or a change they would then vote to either add a new one to it or change it.
With that cleared, Jaune began to read the next chapter.
Chapter Three: Playing with Ice
Jaune would have felt happy to wake up this morning if it wasn't for one thing…
"Jaune, keep running you wimp! We still have two more laps to go!" Crocea shouted interrupting the silence of the early morning. Jaune was breathing heavily due to exerting himself so much. What was really torturous about this to Jaune was that Crocea had added four more laps around the school compared to his three from yesterday.
"Why…are…you…being…so…cruel?" Jaune said in between breaths. He felt like his lungs were going to be vomited from his throat what with the huge burning sensation that filled them.
"You just need to get used to running like this. Let me tell you that all those other lads and lasses at the school could do this easily. Because of that, we need to get you in shape like this otherwise, you will get your arse kicked and I'll be damned if that brat of a rapier is ever able to find a reason to mock me!" Crocea began to growl slightly which made Jaune run faster so that he wouldn't have to deal with Crocea being pissed.
Did he really just used Myrtenasteras a motivator?" Weiss asked, her eye twitching dangerously.
"Yep." Yang answered, popping the 'p'," Good enough reason for me."
Jaune managed with some difficulty to lift his head up from the ground to look at the sky. He saw that the sun hadn't crested over the trees but the dim light that outlined the trees meant that he probably had about a half an hour before he would need to get back into his home.
After another two laps, Jaune had slowed down to a slight jog that switched between an outright walk to the limping jog every few seconds.
Crocea noticed how his partner was starting to shut down and began deciding what to do. He could either let the lad kept running and be woefully unprepared for class, or he could let him have a break now and make him work harder tomorrow. Decisions, decisions. A few more seconds and Crocea made up his mind.
With a reluctant tone Crocea said, "Alright laddie, you can stop running," Jaune collapsed onto the ground and gave out a groan of happiness. "Uh, you alright laddie?" Jaune groaned in response, "I'll take that as a yes. Just so you know, you need to get back to your dorm in order to get ready for class."
"Why is Crocea so cruel to me?" Jaune wailed.
"I agree that we all here, and everyone else on this school can do those laps, but demanding that much from a beginner is rather cruel. We also started with small steps and gradually increased it." Scarlet said, pitting the blond.
"True, but we had four years of combat school to get there, Jaune here has to catch up to that, in only a hand full months" Sage stated.
"Uhhhh…" Jaune moaned as he pushed himself off the ground and began to lug himself back to his dorm with a single minded determination.
"Go go, you can do it, put a little power to it!" Crocea said in an effort to encourage Jaune. The sun began to slowly peek itself out from the trees but by then Jaune had made it inside the academy and was now walking to his room. Sweat dripped from his body as he did this but Jaune ignored it and pushed himself to his dorm where he pushed the door open and saw his still resting teammates.
Truly this is what he signed up for when he decided to come to this academy. A talking sword and the myriad of problems that followed from said talking sword.
Everyone laugh at that.
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It was class with Professor Port that really tired Jaune out. After Port began to derive back into his 'Story Teller Phase' Jaune clocked out and fell asleep drooling at his desk much to the amusement of his teammates. Port in regards to this, didn't even notice that Jaune was asleep and instead continued talking about how he had once fought twenty Beowolves with his bare fists.
"With his bare fist?" Sun asked skeptically. "I see what you mean now Yang. I use my fist for fighting and even I would not be crazy enough to fight the Grimm only with my hands. I at least put some armor on. And especially against that much.
"So Crocea, what is wrong with the young man? He wasn't this tired yesterday." Blundast asked from his position on the mantle above Port's desk.
"Well the laddie is in need of serious training and because of that, I've been making him do some laps around the school before we get to actual sword training."
"How is that possible my friend? He would have had to do the entrance exam which takes some skill to do."
"Yeah 'bout that…he never did the exams." Crocea said with a slightly embarrassed tone.
"Even my sword is disappointed in me!" Jaune said depressed.
"I am sure he doesn't mean it that way, Jaune." Pyrrha said, trying to comfort her leader.
"How?! That is impossible! I've never seen a student get in that either didn't do the exams or wasn't chosen to come by Ozpin." Blundast said incredulously.
"It is because he had his transcripts forged. While usually I wouldn't try to work with someone that would resort to doing something like that, I am helping the lad because if his overprotective parents hadn't prevented him from going to a combat school in the first place, he could have gotten into this place quite easily."
"What do you mean by that?" Blundast asked with confusion.
"The lad I have noticed is while untrained, skilled. I just want to help him reach his full potential because I want to see him accomplish his dreams." Crocea finished with some pride in his voice.
"See, he thinks that you have potential, Jaune" Pyrrha smiled.
"Yeah, it is your parents fault that your talent was unused." Ruby added.
"I can accept your partner's goals, my friend. But I think that there is something that you are not telling me. Be that as it may, it's not my right to pry. You may tell me…one day, friend." With that, Blundast fell silent and thought.
Crocea looked at his sleeping partner and thought on what the blunderbuss had told him. His goals were his own but his partner's were more important, he was just the tool for the young boy in the end.
"Yes, and that class is how I then managed to save the mayor of that town. If there are no questions, I think that the class is over. I hope you all learned much from today and I'll see you again tomorrow. You are dismissed and I hope you remain VIGILENT!" When Port said this, the students began to stand up from there seats. The only person still in their seat was Jaune. Pyrrha tried to shake Jaune awake but he continued snoring. Pyrrha looked at Nora and Ren before shrugging her shoulders.
"Can you wake him, Nora?" Pyrrha asked. A massive grin appeared on Nora's face and she walked right next to Jaune. She grabbed a heavy book that was next to Jaune and lifted t from the table and above her head. Ren and Pyrrha put their hands on their ears in expectance for what was about to happen.
"Oh no Nora, you don't!" Jaune warned his teammate, who grinned in anticipation.
"Here comes the BOOM!" Nora shouted as she slammed the book on the table right next to Jaune's head. Jaune jumped up from the table with his eyes wide and fearful.
"I'm awake!" Jaune shouted. Pyrrha covered her hand over her mouth to hide the laughter that was threatening to build up from inside her. Ren looked stoic as usual while Nora had a wide shit eating grin.
"You are now, laddie. Now get a move on, we need to get to our next class." Crocea said with some humor in his voice. Jaune stretched his arms widely before turning to look at his teammates.
"So, what are we going?" Jaune yawned as he said this.
"We are going to Professor Oobleck's class. Everyone has already left." Pyrrha responded as she pointed to the empty seats of the classroom.
"So are you kids still here to listen to my story about how I once stopped a deathstalker with just a lighter?" Port asked from the center of the classroom. Team JNPR turned to look at the stout professor and shook their heads in response much to the disappointment of Port.
"NOOO!" Nora cried. "We don't want to hear more of your stories!"
"Well, if you ever want to come listen to some of my tales, then come back here and I'll tell you of my great adventures!" When Port looked to see the students he noticed all of them had run off. Port turned to look at his blunderbass. "Well at least you'll never leave me."
"I wish…" Blundast replied.
"Boy even his own weapon want to run away from him" Yang laughed.
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Team JNPR managed to arrive right on time into the class as other students were still trying to get into their seats. The teacher of the class known as Oobleck was a skinny man with green messy hair and large round glasses. He wore a messy white dress shirt and a yellow tie. His pants were a deep green while his shoes were a dark brown. In his hand he held a green thermos in his hands which he was taking a sip from.
"Coffee, hot, coffee, hot, coffee coffee COFFEE!" Jaune could hear a deep voice say in a mantra which was coming from the thermos.
Team SSSN did a double take at that.
"Did his thermos just talked?" Neptune asked in disbelieve.
"I thought Jaune can just hear weapons talk." Scarlet added.
"That's Dr. Oobleck's weapon." Blake answered.
"What!" Sun exclaimed.
"And he can set his coffee on fire" Ruby added.
"And he drank it!" Sage asked in complete astonishment.
"How is that possible!" Neptune demanded.
"We don't know, but half of the school thinks he is a cyborg. The other half is convinced that is true, even when they have no proof.
"Ugh, Professor Oobleck," Jaune said. Oobleck turned his attention to Jaune.
"Yes, Mister Arc?" Oobleck said quickly.
"Why are you using your weapon to drink your coffee? Aren't you worried that it'll explode in your face?" Jaune asked as he eyes the weapon up and down.
"That is an astute observation. I wonder, is it because of your Semblance?" Oobleck said with knowing smile much to the shock of Jaune.
"How did he know that?" Jaune asked.
"How did you-"
Jaune blushed at that and his friends laughed silently.
"You realize that there are cameras scattered throughout the forest, Mister Arc. We teachers were told by Ozpin today." Oobleck replied. Jaune's team walked away from the two as they chatted in order to find seats. "But it is quite interesting to know that my weapon is able to form coherent thoughts of it's own. Could you please enlighten me as to what my weapon is saying?" Oobleck said while holding out his thermos to Jaune's face.
"Coffee coffee, Oobleck should put mocha coffee in me, coffee, COFFEE!" The thermos stated.
"The thermos has some screw loose." Nora commented. "Like his master"
That got her some stares.
"Umm, it says that you should put mocha coffee inside it. And it keeps saying coffee." Jaune responded.
"That is wonderful! Actual sentient weapons, it's a scientific study of a lifetime! We must talk about this discovery later, Mister Arc!" Jaune nodded nervously before he walked to a seat that was available next to Pyrrha. With that, Oobleck began his lecture on the creation of the four kingdoms of Remnant.
"Oh no." Jaune moaned, putting his head in his hands "This world Oobleck now won't let my other self alone anymore." He whined, knowing how the good Doctor can be and his obsession of science.
Jaune tried his best to stay awake in this class as he knew that he probably wouldn't be able to pull of his previous stunt of sleeping in Port's class.
"So laddie, you learning?" Crocea asked.
"Kinda, I think I've learned that I should never wake up so early in the morning in order to do your murderous attempts at exercise." Jaune whispered.
"Ya know, sarcasm won't get you far with me, lad."
"Alright." Jaune yawned a bit and put his hand under his chin to keep his head aloft. "At least I only have one more class left after this. Then sleep." Jaune stated.
"Keep telling yourself that, lad." Crocea responded ominously.
"So class, can you please tell me what the Great War between the kingdoms was about?" Oobleck asked. Jaune could instantly feel the anger rising from Crocea at this. Weiss raised her hand quickly. "Miss Schnee, what would the answer be?"
"It was a battle over many things but one of the main reasons was for individualism." Weiss responded.
"Well done Miss Schnee!" Weiss felt elated from receiving the compliment. Oobleck focused his attention to the class and took a sip from his mug. "Yes, the Great War was one that would for many years, tear families apart due to the conflicting beliefs of both sides."
"Hmmph, beliefs my ass. That war was fought over control of the populous by a bunch of pompous shits." Crocea stated angrily, "So many died because a few people in power wanted more of it. And to get it, they sacrificed life after life to cull those who were against the restrictions being set into place." Jaune looked at his partner attached to his hip.
"What does Crocea mean by that?" Jaune asked confused and Blake and Weiss gasped.
"Jaune!" Weiss said, startling the knight with how loud she was "Don't you see what opportunity just arised?"
"Ehm?"
"We have the chance to hear firsthand experience of the great war from someone who has witnessed it firsthand!" Blake added exited.
"I don't think I can- Oh, my sword!"
"Yes you dunce! Crocea fought in the war and knows what the true reason was as to why the war started in the first place. And I mean the true reason, and not just the one in the history books."
"What restrictions?" Jaune asked.
"First they wished to restrict who could become leaders from the people, and then it was freedom of movement. Afterwards they tried to restrict more of what made you people in order to turn them into walking weapons. When finally tipped the people of Remnant against them was when they tried to take away your creativity and freedom. After that, people revolted and many died."
"Who were the people in power? I never heard of them?" Jaune asked. Crocea gave out a meek laugh.
"Those people's names were stricken from the annals of history so that their identities would never be remembered, only their deeds. And what horrid deeds they were. Maybe one day I'll tell you their names, but today I wish not to remember such filth. Do not ask me again lad." Crocea then became unusually silent unlike his usual bombastic self. This worried Jaune, what kind of war would make someone happy like Crocea sound like such a jaded old man. What did this mean about his grandfather? He would have to ask his grandfather about it one day.
"That's rather cruel." Pyrrha remarked, taken aback by of far the people of the past have gone to eradicate the existence of those people.
"And that is the end of class. I hope that you all learned something of importance from this lesson today because the only way to prevent mistakes is to look upon the past. Now I hope you all do your reading, you are dismissed." The students stood up from their seats and walked out of the classroom.
As Jaune walked out from the classroom, he thought on all that he learned today. Would Crocea ever tell him all that he knew about the Great War? Jaune walked with his teammates to their next class and ended up in an auditorium. Lining the auditorium's walls were their rocket lockers. They certainly were not there early that was for sure. All the students went to the lockers and grabbed their combat gear and went to the bathrooms located in the auditorium. When they came out dressed for battle, they walked over the stage at the end of the auditorium.
Standing on the stage of it was a busty blond woman in a white dress shirt with a black skirt, stockings, and heels while on her back was a short cape with purple lining. To finish the look, her green eyes were covered by a pair of glasses. All in all, she gave off an intimidating librarian look.
"Not like our librarian here" Sun said with a nice guy pose. "We just had the biggest shouting match last chapter and he didn't shushed us one time, or treated us to kick us out."
"Speaking of which" Neptune said, turning his head in search for the said man. "What is he doing now?"
Team RWBY, JNPR and SSSN turned they head to the corner where the librarian still sat, reading another book, humming a exiting tune, headsets now on.
"I wonder what he is listening to" Blake wondered.
""Let's find out!" Nora said with glee, and before anyone could stop her she already unplugged the headsets from the music player.
"PAIN AND DEATH WE BRING ASHORE, COVERING OUR SOULS WITH THE BLOOD OF OUR ENEMYS! LET THEY SCEAM OF AGONY BE OUR LULABY!"
Came the deafening high volume lyrics, shocking the whole room, not just because of the content of the song, but how loud it was in general.
Many books fell from the bookshelf's, the comfy chairs and couches moved from the vibration of the song and the teens covered they ears to prevent permanent damage.
The music ended swiftly with a click from the librarian.
"How can I help you?" He asked with a smile. When he was annoyed that Nora just plugged his headsets out, then he hid it very well.
"What was that!" Ren demanded. He expected to hear some relaxing music, or some more in the direction of classic music.
But not that!
"That was 'Sweet lullaby' by from one of my favorite bands 'The blue-blooded London Demons'"
"What kind of name is that!" Weiss asked abashed. That sounded like something a five-year-old would come up with. "You know what. I don't want to know. How can you listen to this kind of music?!"
"Easy, I put the CD in my player, set the headset on and press play."
"Why?!"
"Because they are awesome."
"Can I have a copy of the album?" Nora asked with a broad smile, showing of her teeth's.
"Of course." He answered and summoned a copy of the album in his hand (Vol.6) and hand it to Nora. The hammer wielder squealed with excitement, being a big fan of hard rock music, and hugged him tightly (and cracking some bones in the process) and zipped back to her place beside Ren.
"Do you need anything else?"
A collective 'No' came the reply.
He smiled and said "Then enjoy your story" and turned back to his books, plugging his headset back.
In her left hand, she held a riding crop while her right held a Scroll. Jaune looked at the crop and gulped. He hoped that this weapon wouldn't be too eccentric.
"Hello class," The woman also known as Professor Goodwitch said coolly, "today is the first day of combat training. You will be here in order to train your bodies and minds to eventually one day become fully realized Hunters and Huntresses."
"Yes you shit maggots, all of you rusted pieces of shit are going to be learning how to take a hit without flinching like a complete bitch. And yes, while you may say that your partners are unable to hear what you say, then look at the blonde little bitch in the corner there," Jaune could feel the weapons turn their attention on him which made his sweat slightly, "he can hear perfectly what his partner is saying. Isn't that right you blonde little shit?!"
Everyone flinched at this. "Yikes! The crop is scarier than Goodwitch" Yang said with a shiver, and that is telling something.
Jaune in slight fear of the riding crop nodded. "Now you little shit, from now on I want to see you drop on your fucking stomach and give me fifty! If you do not, then I will come over there and shove myself up your ass so far that you'll be shitting out of your mouth! Now do it!" Jaune dropped to the ground and began to do pushups. Around him, his classmates looked in disbelief and slight humor at how the scared blonde just kept on pushing himself up and down the ground.
"Mister Arc, what are you doing?" Goodwitch asked.
"Pushups, I like to get pumped up in the morning." Jaune replied quickly as he reached his fifteenth pushup.
"I can't blame him." Ruby sympathized, thoroughly intimidated by the crop.
"So, Crop, what's your name?" Crocea asked.
"My name that I have chosen for myself is Sergeant Slaughter! My partner on the other hand sometimes refers to me as Major Payne! Either way, I will be yours and everyone else's for the next four years!" Crocea and Jaune both found it quite annoying at how the riding crop only shouted when it talked. It was personally giving Jaune quite the major headache.
"Even his names are intimidating." Pyrrha commented.
After a few more minutes, Jaune finished his fiftieth pushup and even though he was breathing heavily, he pushed himself off the ground and looked at Professor Goodwitch whose eyes were slightly narrowed at Jaune. "Mister Arc, if you are finished then I would like you up on this stage along with Miss Schnee." Jaune felt embarrassed at being forced up the stage before all the other students. When Jaune got up on the stage, he looked over at Weiss who was smirking due to expecting an easy victory.
"Uh, now we see Jaune fighting against Weiss" Ruby squealed.
Jaune groaned and hung his head, knowing that his skills are not at the best there yet. He will be literally beaten like a rag doll.
Goodwitch got off the stage and turned to look at the two opponents. "Alright students, the rules for this exercise is to fight one another until your aura turns red on your Scroll or if you are knocked off the stage. When this happens, then you have lost." Goodwitch tapped on her scroll and the lights outside the stage became pitch black leaving only the stage illuminated.
"You better do well you blonde shit!" Sergeant Slaughter shouted which destroyed any remaining confidence that Jaune had left.
Jaune stood before Weiss and pulled out his sword while his sheath elongated into a shield. "Alright lad, just keep calm and hold your shield up." Jaune followed his partner's advice and held his shield before Weiss.
Weiss yawned and pulled out Myrtenaster. "Truly Mistress, we shall defeat this blonde ruffian and become the strongest in this school!" The rapier shouted with a cocky tone.
"You can give up now Jaune. Save yourself the embarrassment of losing so badly to me." Weiss stated as she held Myrtenaster in an offensive position. Sadness filled Jaune as even his crush thought that he was a failure. These thoughts showed with the slight lowering of Crocea in his hand.
Weiss scoffed at that, clearly agreeing with her other self "That would be an easy victory."
"Weiss!" Yang growled "What did we said about being nicer?"
"But that was my other me."
"And it was you who said this out too again."
"But Jaune is at this moment the weakest fighter in Beacon." Weiss defended, not seeing what Yang's point was.
"We will talk about this later." The blond brawler growled at her.
"Jaune," The teen looked down at his partner who for the first time, had decided to say his actual name, "we are in this together. That means we fight together, live together, and if it comes down to it then we fall together. Don't give up so easily because an overconfident rich bitch thinks that you are weak. Just ignore her because you have one thing that she doesn't,"
"What's that?" Jaune asked.
"You are Jaune Fucking Arc, and you are my partner! Now hold me up because we have to kick some ass!" Jaune smiled at his partner's encouragement and held him up at Weiss much to her confusion at where Jaune had gained this sudden confidence from.
"That was quite the…exhilarating speech old relic, but it will do naught to stop Mistress from destroying you." Myrtenaster stated.
"Shut it ya pompous prick! Now Jaune, from what I've seen of this rich bitch she is a glass cannon. She can dish hits but she can't take 'em." Jaune stared at Weiss and sized her up just as she was doing for him.
Team RWBY blinked at that.
"Wow, I never thought of that, but Crocea is kind of right." Yang said, thinking back to all the spars her team had.
"That's absolutely not true." Weiss said offended.
"It is Weiss." Ruby stated "You always evade or redirect any attack coming at you."
"But now that we know your weakness we can work on it." Blake added.
"And how?"
"By taking hits." Sun chimed in. Seeing they looks he elaborated. "When you train your body to take hits, your body and aura automatically builds the muscle to strength your defense. That's how we trained it."
"Yeah!" Yang exclaimed, pumping her fists together. "Let's help train Weiss-cream to stand longer in a fight."
Ruby and Blake shared Yang's excitement. They want to help the teammate to be a better fighter after all.
And won't use this to take some anger and issues they had with her out.
None at all.
"You think we should work on this too?" Ren asked his leader.
"Only when it isn't Nora wo deliver the hits."
"What does that mean for me?" Jaune asked.
Crocea sighed at his partner, "You need to rush at her before she can summon up her glyphs. Take her out then, and you can dominate the battle." Jaune nodded and rushed at Weiss. She smirked and activated a glyph under her feet which she then used to give herself as speed boost as she charged at Jaune.
"Shield up and tilt slightly to the left!" Jaune followed suit as best he could and held his shield up while tilting it. Weiss' eyes widened as Myrtenaster glanced off the shield and into the crook of Jaune's arm, much to his amazement. "Squeeze your arm down and trap her!"
Jaune's arm closed like a vice upon Weiss' who in turn, tried to pull her arm out. "Got you." Jaune said.
The hunters in training looked flab gasped as Jaune cached Weiss in a grip. No more than Jaune and Weiss themselves.
"Bash her with your shield." Jaune pulled his arm back slightly to gain momentum. Weiss showed shock on her face at how the loser managed to stop her. She futilely held her arm up to take the impact of the shield. Jaune showed no mercy as he bashed Weiss in the face with his shield. She let out a grunt as it hit her arm into her chest.
Soon enough he got into a momentum of hitting her while listening to her grunts after each hit. "Enough!" Goodwitch's voice rang out while the lights of the auditorium turned back on. Jaune pulled his back and let Weiss' arm go. She sheathed her blade and rubbed her injured arm all the while glaring at Jaune. "Mister Arc has won the battle. If you noticed, Jaune took advantage of using his shield on Miss Schnee due to her rushing like she did." Weiss' face flushed in embarrassment at the criticism, "Miss Schnee, while your tactic of rushing may work on Grimm, human opponents are much different. I suggest you work on this when you train."
"Why didn't you teach me this move Pyrrha?" Jaune asked his partner.
"I didn't know this move myself." She admitted. "I was primary trained to fight Grimms, and this technique looked like it was specially design to fight human opponent."
"I see" Jaune said, then got a thought full look. "Wait, when our main objection is to fight the Grimm, then why do we fight against each other in our combat class? Like Miss Goodwitch said, Grimm attacked differently then humans."
"It is dangerous and inefficient to capture real life Grimms for every class. Beside we can see our flaws better against opponent who are on the same intellect as we are." Sage answered, gaining some looks. "I asked the same question our combat instructor in Sanctum."
Jaune and Weiss walked off the stage. Jaune took a seat next to his team.
"Jaune," Pyrrha said. Jaune turned to look at his partner.
"What?" Pyrrha pointed at his hands. Jaune looked down to see that they had his sword and shield still out and they were slightly shaking with adrenaline.
"Thanks." Jaune said as he turned his shield back into a sheath and put Crocea into it.
"That was totally awesome Jaune! You were all cool just standing there and then when you grabbed Weiss! That was cool! You should totally teach me how to do that!" Nora said as she stood in front of Jaune.
"Kind of hard without a shield Nora"
"LITTLE BLONDE BOY DID WELL AGAINST WHITE GIRL!" Magnhild shouted from Nora's back. Ren just looked at Jaune and gave him an all knowing nod.
"Yes Mister Jaune," One light voice said from Ren's right sleeve.
"You did well." Another light voice said from Ren's left sleeve.
"Two voices?" Ren asked with a raised eyebrow.
"Makes sense." Nora added with a nod. "You have two weapons after all."
"Why comes that our shields don't talk?" Jaune asked, getting shrugs in response.
"Okay…" Jaune said.
"You did quite well laddie. Just be aware though that what happened was slightly lucky. If that sword went an inch higher, than what we just pulled would have never happened. Now just sit back and relax." Jaune let his head lean back in his chair.
"Jaune, you did great." Pyrrha said with a smile. Jaune lifted his head and looked Pyrrha in her green eyes.
"Thanks Pyrrha."
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Team JNPR were sitting together at a table eating their lunch. While Jaune's teammates ate their food with gusto, Jaune pushed his food around with his fork. He looked across a few tables to see that Weiss was glaring at him.
"So Jaune, what do you have planned for us for the rest of the day?" Ren asked. Jaune pushed a meatball to the edge of his plate before looking up at the expecting faces of his teammates.
"Uhh, we can…"
"Go train, lad." Crocea finished.
"Go train." Jaune repeated. Ren nodded before going back to eat some more swordfish.
"That sounds awesome! I wanna see more of those cool moves that you did! Do you think that your shield could stop my hammer? Of course it probably can't but that doesn't mean we can't try it. But then again, since my weapon is apparently able to talk to you then does that mean that it hurt him? Could you please ask Magnhild?" Nora pulled her hammer from her back and transformed it from the grenade launcher mode to it's hammer form before she unceremoniously dropped it onto the table.
"MAGNHILD FEELS NO PAIN! MAGNHILD ONLY FEELS JOY FROM THE PAIN OF MINE AND LITTLE GIRL'S ENEMIES!" Magnhild responded bombastically.
"AND I FEEL JOY IN BREAKING LEGS AND BONES!" Nora laughed manically, causing everyone, bar Ren, to back away from her.
"What's with her and breaking legs?" Scarlet asked afraid.
"He says no." Jaune put a meatball in his mouth and looked up to see Weiss still glaring. She had been doing this for ten minute now and it was starting to freak him out. Has she even blinked since then?
"Wow, what a sore loser." Blake deadpanned.
"I am not!"
"The ice bucked prank?"
"You started it."
"The water was literally frozen solid Weiss!" Ruby shouted. Her head still hurts from that.
"Well waste-of-skin, at least you aren't totally useless after all. I just wish that you could fight worth a damn without the old man helping you every step of the way." Miló said.
"Don't call me old you young bastard!" Crocea shouted.
"Those two don't like each other." Neptune commented amused.
"Whatever." Was the only reply Crocea received, much to his frustration. Jaune ate another meatball and gave Weiss a glance. Nora eventually picked up at what Jaune was looking at and stared at Weiss as well.
"She bugging you?" Nora asked.
"Kinda."
"Alright!" Nora said cheerily. She then grabbed a spoon and one of Jaune's meatballs while ignoring his shout of indignation. "Ready…" She put the meatball onto the bowl of the spoon, "Aim…" Nora pulled the spoon back, "…Fire!" She let the spoon go and the meatball flew in the air. A second later and it was quickly given a reply.
"Hey!" Weiss shouted. Nora pumped her fist in the air.
"Hey!" Weiss shouted too, glaring at the orange haired girl.
"Well you other you kind of deserved it Weiss-cream." Yang stated with a smile.
"Nailed it!" Nora stated. Ren smirked at this before covering it up by putting some swordfish in his mouth.
"Well the lass certainly knows trajectories quite well." Crocea stated.
"YES, LITTLE GIRL KNOWS BEST ABOUT FIRING EXPLOSIVES! THAT IS WHY WE GOOD TEAM!" Magnhild shouted.
"Alright, let's go guys, I'm done eating." Jaune said as he stood up from the ground. His teammates nodded and stood with him before all of them left the cafeteria.
"That was the chapter." Jaune said, "who want to read next?"
"I would love to read a story where I am not cast in such a bad light." Weiss said irritated.
One a clue the bookshelfs vanished back to the walls and reemerged a second later, with different colored books in them.
"What just happened?" Sun asked aloud.
"The room answered to her request" The librarian said, standing behind them. "You can narrow down what kind of world you want to read about it, by simply stating what you want to see."
"So let's say I want to read a story where team JNPR also sees another world." Nora said, and the bookshelves vanished and reappeared again, this time less than before.
Giggling exited, Nora snatched a new book out and slumped back in beside Ren, ready to read another story.
"Wait!" Ruby cried, stopping her. "What about the one we just read?"
"New rule! We change stories after a set number of chapters." Weiss said, having enough about this world Weiss and wanted to read/see another world, one hopefully showing her in a better light.
"I second that"
"Aye"
"Yep"
Seeing that she is outvoted Ruby relented and the discussion about how many chapters they should read before they change stories began.
And that was the last chapter for Weapon whisperer, for now and next chapter starts with another story. Before I put the voting suggestion up, I will tell right now that I have already two other story planned to react, means till chapter 10, every chapter is arleady planned.
But you are all free to still sugest new storys for me to consider and put them into a vote. (I still need the permissiosion of the original author after all)
Oh on that, the criterias are thoose:
At least 3 chapters are necesarry to be considered
I focus on Jaune storys, but when the demand of another not Jaune story is big enough, I will consider it.
I try to avoid writing reaction chapters of storys who already have a reaction fic going for them. SO please consider that.
And I just saw the intro of the new volume on YouTube, and man I love Jaune's new outfit. Gauntlets! I love them, I wanted to give them to Jaune in my other RWBY fic 'Summer of Gold-Silver' and I still have to wait a week (Or month, depending of my curiosity) to see the first episode of Volume 4
The next chapter comes out on a Saturday again, but I don't know which one. So be patient.
And a reminder to the vote on my profile again ;)
Till next times and Greetings
TheNiemand