Jaune had just arrived at the small bakery and was waiting for the Blonde from last night to show up. he found the button that shut off the computer's audio output and reactivated it [ well that took you long enough ] the program seemed to be more amused than annoyed [ so, waiting for your girlfriend to show up are you]. " she's not my girlfriend, more my bar fight buddy." [ if only your mom could see you now ]. " what does that mean?" [ nothing, just an observation about your absolute hopelessness in the field of women ] " I am not hopeless. Why would you say that" [ well anyone with a modicum of knowledge on interactions with women knows that you basically asked her out. ]

Jaune's face went from confused to instantly being flush with blood." What that is not what this is and she most definitely thinks so too. This is a meeting to discuss where we will go for our next bar fight. I am holding it here so I can keep my safe house's location a secret until I get to know her better.." [Yeah, keep telling yourself that. What did you say last night " I had fun tonight. What do you say we meet up at this address "Tomorrow morning and see about getting into a bar fight ?" you asked her to meet you at a small bakery for breakfast.] " yeah but" his protest was cut short as the program interrupted him [ alright you still don't believe me, well ask yourself. Who will be paying for breakfast?]

" well me obviously" Jaune said on autopilot not really understanding what he said until after he had said it." but only because this was my idea and mom raised to be better than that, and because I don't know if she could."

Jaune knew that he was just spitting out reasons as fast as he could and hoping one of them would work. He knew now that this may have seemed like a date but that is not what he meant and she clearly didn't think so. If she thought so, then she wouldn't have just sat down.

Yang had just sat down in the booth where Jaune was waiting for her. He seemed to be talking to someone on his Bluetooth. " so " she said "who are you talking to? If he was talking to some other girl while he was waiting for her to show up then this little meeting was already over.

"sorry about that" he said as he calmly shut off his Bluetooth and pulled out his scroll "that was one of my sisters, this one actually" she looked as he gestured to his scrolls lock screen there were eight women and two men, all of them were blonde with the exception of the one man. He was tall and had an impressive beard that stretched below his chin for about two inches. This beard connected upward into his mustache overall while he wasn't the best looking guy on the planet he did rock the beard and he wasn't hard to watch.

the sight and story were enough to placate her intense anger and she felt herself relax. She sat down as he spoke " Thanks for coming, I was thinking about heading either here or here." as he talked, she showed her two buildings on a map he had with him. Then she realized that he literally wanted to go and get into another bar fight with her at his back. " well I assume you have done some research on the bars in question." " of course," he said. " this one is more likely to have drug dealers and this one violent criminal. The choice is yours, but I am leaning towards the drug dealers. They make the funniest noises when you break their kneecaps."

Yang let out an amused laugh. " yep I always found it ironic when a drug dealer needs to take pain pills. They ordered their food. Though at first, Jaune thought it was a bakery, it turns out it was also a small dinner. When their food arrived Jaune picked up his fork and took a bite deciding that the taste was a little off he reached for the salt shaker. He briefly tried to spin it in his hands before he lost control and it flew away. Luckily he managed to grab it in time, even more luckily it was a plastic shaker so when it completely crushed under his grip it didn't shatter.

After he saw the top get blasted off, he watched a stream of salt flow across the table and blast the other blonde in the throat. The salt then fell down all across the front of her and he couldn't help but start laughing. She was beginning to feel herself heat up with anger " what is so funny " she said, trying not to let her anger control her yet.

" well you see " he said " it looks like I just asSALTed you." she couldn't believe it. Jaune had calmed her down twice in less than 20 minutes. Once with a photo of his loving family and once with a PUN a freaking PUN. she wasn't sure he was real.

He was to perfect bar fight partner. Flirtatious, dangerous, and now he even told a pun. This was the perfect friend this is who she had been looking for. Her only concern now was that he would end up falling in love with her and ruining what she thought could be a marvelous friendship.

After they had both finished laughing, she said that she would meet him there at 10 and to stay safe. About four minutes after she left two men walked in they had oversized gray hoodies on. they walked up to the counter and each pulled out a handgun. " everyone on the floor now " one of them yelled. While they were robbers, they weren't particularly adept at it as they didn't notice Jaune reach into his bag and pull out his C.A.S.A.C.O.M " hands in the air " Jaune yelled.

He wasn't certain what to do so he did what felt natural. One of them turned enough to see him and his face said that he was thinking about whether or not he was fast enough to turn the rest of the way and shoot in time. "Don't try it " Jaune said he hoped that the extra edge he added to his voice would help to hide how shaky it really was he knew just how out of his element he was.

Both men knew just how much danger they were really in. Was it strange that his mind was currently filled with thoughts of how glad he was that his blonde had already left? Then the other one began to spin towards Jaune and he panicked. He knew that he was dead now. His long career as a huntsman would end before it began on the floor of a small dinner.

But at least his friend didn't have to see him die. BANG, BANG, BANG He closed his eyes and flinched expecting a flash of pain. When none came he opened them. He saw one of the men falling lifeless to the floor with three fists-sized holes in his chest.

When Jaune and the other turned to the source of the shots they saw the owner vaulting over the counter with his gun drawn. Once his feet had cleared the edge of the counter, he fired BANG after his feet hit the floor he fired again BANG. the body clattered to the floor bleeding profusely. " kid " the owner said, " the next time you pull a gun on someone you better be ready to kill" in the middle of his sentence Jaune saw his eyes grow as he yelled " grenade" he moved Jaune aside and raised his gun.

His final shot was fired and the second man's arm fell limp with a grenade rolling away from him and towards a small family. Without thinking Jaune threw himself on the grenade. He knew it would kill him, but he had already come to terms with death less than a minute ago so this was no major shock.

If his death meant that the little girl and her parents four feet away were alive tomorrow then he would pay that price with pleasure.

When he felt another person land on top of his back, he hoped that whoever also tried to jump on the grenade didn't get hurt. Then suddenly. Nothing.