A/N: Hello everybody, my name's Eragon and welcome back to Team MJJK! This would be the second part of the cooking class chapter I posted sometime ago, and believe me when I say I might've f*ked up at some point while writing this. Don't get me wrong, the chapter's mostly fine, but it seems I might've had some difficulty with some of the dialogue near the end of this chapter. But let's not worry about that, onto the review.

nobodyknowsimarwbyfan (that username is totally inconspicuous, yep, definitely not suspicious in anyway): Thank you so much for the kind words! I kind of forgot about the whole 'donkey' thing until after I posted last chapter, but oh well. Also yes, Neo is here chatting it up with Jaune. And just for laughs, I made Ramsay a Ram, see? (Sorry for the terrible puns).

So this chapter will have some interesting plot development, and again I'm sorry if the dialogue near the end of the chapter sounds bad. As al;ways I own nothing here, you know who should belong to who by now. Anyways, go read some cooking antics, sit back and enjoy!

Chapter 7

Jaune was probably the only one that wasn't surprised to see Neo walking into his new cooking class, and even if he had been surprised it wouldn't have been by much. He knew that Neo was going to be working with the Mistralian chef teaching the class and he knew about the rehabilitation program, in fact, he had a personal reason for knowing those things. Jaune had mentioned approximately six months ago to his team that, through Ozpin's guidance, he had volunteered for the program, which was dedicated to taking former criminals in the juvenile detention centres of Remnant and pointing them in a direction to better themselves for their sake. He had signed up as a councilor of sorts, the job requiring him to bond with the young prisoners and encourage them to do better, in fact his most recent assignment was the former tri-coloured henchman now sitting next to him as he made burgers for the class.

"I'll be honest, the moment I realized Chef Ramsay was our teacher I had a feeling that you'd show up," Jaune admitted as he carefully attempted to flip a patty, which unfortunately was proving to be difficult with just a fork.

"Really now," Neo interjected as she reached behind Jaune and gabbed a pair of tongs and handed it to him, "was it that easy to guess the moment he walked in?"

"Okay, maybe not that easy," Jaune replied as he grabbed the tongs, now able to flip the patties with success, "how's things going with you, by the way? I sure hope you're following the guidelines of your probation, Neo."

"Relax blondie, I'm doing good," Neo replied, and as he prepared to put the burgers together she snuck away a piece of cheese and joked, "I haven't stolen anything if that's what you're concerned about."

"You say that when you just took some of my cheese," Jaune stated, a hint of amusement in his as she casually ate the piece of cheese.

She merely stuck out her tongue and giggled, and then turned back to helping Jaune to set up the condiments for the burgers.

Barely seconds after they finished placing the condiments did a timer go off and they heard Ramsay say, "Alright students, hands should be off the dishes and ovens and elements off!"

They all did as he said, and after a moment of rest the Mistralian Chef continued, "Now, I'll call you all up one by one in alphabetical order, where you'll bring up your dishes and I'll assess your cooking skills with a taste test."

One by one he called up students for them to present their dishes. For the most part the dishes ranged from excellent to downright terrible, and for the most part the chef and his assistant did exactly as he said, giving compliments on what he liked and giving good criticism to what he thought could use improvement. Everyone would agree later that the dishes that stood out were those of Ruby Rose and Jaune Arc in terms of good, Weiss' was on par, while the worst was undoubtedly all of Team CRDL.

True to alphabetical order Jaune was one of the first ones called up, bringing up a plate with the burgers as well as the condiments; as soon as he reached the front Ramsay said, "Mr. Arc, let's talk about your dish and why you made it."

"For my dish I made a batch of three dozen homemade burgers," Jaune explained as the chef grabbed one of the burgers and proceeded to examine it, "I went with this dish because it's mostly been a family tradition for each generation to learn the family recipe."

"A family recipe, and sure looks like a good one two," Ramsay stated as he went to place on some condiments, "but it would be better to see how good it taste; tell me Mr. Arc, what did you use to make the patties?"

"Standard ground beef and relish, along with some spices to improve the flavour," Jaune replied carefully, holding his breath as the Ram Faunus took a bite from the burger.

Ramsay was quiet as he chewed slowly, before he swallowed the piece and said, "Looks and tastes excellent Mr. Arc, the patty was definitely cooked properly, and the spices really help with the flavour; good work Mr. Arc, you may head back to your kitchen."

Jaune sighed in relief and did as he was told; a few more students went up with their dishes, and eventually it was Ruby's turn to bring up a dish, which to Ramsay was something he honestly didn't expect.

"Well Ms. Rose, I didn't think I'd see so much cookies in one day," the chef declared in surprise as he examined the enormous serving plate sitting in front of himself and Neo, "what type of cookies did you make here?"

"Oatmeal and chocolate chip, chef," Ruby explained somewhat nervously, "if you couldn't tell I really love cookies."

"Oh, I can tell," Ramsay said softly as he looked up at Ruby, "I can tell from how neatly you set this platter up that you seem to know what you're doing, did your parents teach you how to cook?"

"Yes, and no," Ruby admitted, "my dad did teach me how to cook some dishes, but most of the dishes I've made were from recipes made by my mom."

She went silent as he took a bite, only to smile as he said, "Wow, these are just, absolutely perfect, your mother must be a great cook to make a recipe this good."

"Yeah, she is, or at least, my dad says she was," Ruby said solemnly as her smile dropped, and when she saw the Ram Faunus' eyebrows raise in confusion she explained, "my parents were on a team together here at Beacon, and she used to take jobs around the world before one mission where she didn't come home alive back when I was two."

"I'm sorry to hear about your mother, I hope I didn't accidentally ruin your day Ms. Rose by bringing her up," Ramsay said as he took another bite, "but I'm sure she was probably as kind a person as these cookies are delicious."

As it was alphabetical order, Weiss came up next with her dish: a beef wellington.

"Looks like somebody's been watching some Hell's Kitchen," Ramsay noted as he looked the platinum haired girl in the eye, "is this your first time making a Mistralian dish, Ms. Schnee?"

"No, chef, I've practiced making this dish and others numerous other times," Weiss replied with a hint of happiness, "I hope this is up to your standards, sir."

"That's for me to decide," the chef said as he cut a piece off the beef wellington and took a bite; after a while he raised an eyebrow and said, "presentation is good, and the crust is just right. The only thing I want you to remember for next time is to keep the beef at medium rare, instead of well done; don't get me wrong, it tastes fine, you just cooked the filet a little over what you should've this time."

If Weiss was in any way disappointed she didn't show it, merely nodding in agreement and saying, "Yes Chef."

More and more students went up to present their dishes, with Gordon either giving them praise or pointing out what should be fixed, keeping his reactions as level as possible. The same, of course, couldn't be said about Team CRDL when it was their turn to present the dishes they were told to make.

"What the Hell is this supposed to be, Mr. Winchester?" Ramsay inquired as he stared at the violent mess of the two dishes in front of him.

"Scrambled eggs, just like you said," Cardin replied smugly as he glared the chef in the eyes, "and the caesar salad as well."

The Ram Faunus went to eat a piece of the eggs, only to spit the piece back out and say, "That egg is rubbery and raw, it doesn't even taste like egg; and from what I can see that isn't even caesar salad in that bowl, only pieces of lettuce."

"So what, we made the eggs, we ran out of time to finish the salad," Cardin stated rather rudely, earning a glare from the Mistralian chef, "are we done with the punishments now?"

"You just put lettuce in a bowl and the egg wasn't cooked properly, you're lucky no one was being marked on this assignment," Ramsay replied coolly, "take this and head back to your kitchen, next please."

Of his entire team Cardin was the only one that remained, and under his breath he grumbled, "Who am I to let an animal tell me what to do?"

"And for that comment, you can clean this entire classroom after class," Ramsay almost immediately growled, but before Cardin could react he continued, "and I'm sure Professor Ozpin wouldn't mind making you write an essay in detention on why racism is bad if you even think about making another comment like that."

The Chef didn't even need to do anything when the brown-haired teenager attempted to attack him right then and there; after all, just because he was Neo's legal guardian doesn't mean he couldn't hire her as a bodyguard as well. For the second time that day Cardin found himself on his back, this time with a thin blade pointed at his neck; it was at that point that Jaune thought to himself, Looks like we're not the only ones to bring weapons into the classroom.

Despite the fact that she had him cornered, Neo didn't move the blade of her umbrella an inch, instead glancing towards Ramsay and asking, "You want me to take him to Professor Ozpin, chef?"

"Yes, I'll message him and let him know you're escorting Mr. Winchester to him for detention," Ramsay replied, and as the pint-sized assistant escorted Cardin out he continued, "I'm sure that what I had planned for you, Mr. Winchester, will probably be nothing compared to which professor I know Ozpin will place in charge of your detention."

Everyone caught a glimpse of Cardin's face going pale as he was escorted out of the classroom until their attention was pulled back to the Mistralian chef when he said, "Alright, sorry for that distraction ladies and gentlemen, now, next please."

Beacon Courtyard

Minutes Later

"I got your message earlier," Pyrrha said as she met John in the courtyard not long after they were let out of class, "you wanted to talk about something?"

"I did indeed wish to talk to you about something I noticed," the disabled member of Team MJJK stated in reply as he encouraged the red-haired girl to sit on the bench next to him, "I was looking around the classroom earlier when I couldn't help but notice your team leader conversing with Ms. Politan, or, rather, your reaction to said conversation."

Oh Oum, was I really that obvious? Pyrrha thought with a slight panic, but out-loud she calmly said, "They were talking rather loudly, and I was having a hard time concentrating on my dish."

"I don't think they were that loud, actually," John declared, a look of knowing in his eyes, "and you looked more, what's the word, envious than annoyed, but why be jealous about them simply talking with each other while she helped him with his dish unless there was more behind it?"

"I-I don't know what you're talking about," Pyrrha protested in an attempt to get John to leave it alone, but pretty soon she realized that it didn't work.

"I think you know exactly what I'm talking about, Pyrrha," John stated matter-of-factly without hesitation, "I can see it in your eyes and the way you're fidgeting suggests that you didn't like seeing the two of them together so close, because you want to be closer with your team leader than you currently are, is that correct?"

Pyrrha's eyes went wide with shock as John continued, "Now don't get me wrong, I don't intend to sound like an asshole for bringing something this personal up in conversation, I just happen to be a very observant person-"

"You're right, John," Pyrrha finally managed to admit out loud, her head down in defeat, "you're right, seeing them talking like they were old friends, and close at that, made me feel jealous; jealous at what they seem to have and frustrated at myself for waiting too long. I'm the one who should be apologizing for anything, not you."

"I don't think you need to apologize about anything of the sort," John stated calmly, placing his hand on her shoulder in the hopes to calm her down, "and believe me, you're not the only one that feels like that; remember how I told you about how I broke up with my ex after finding out I had cancer? After the tumor was removed I went back to try to make amends, but by that point she had already moved on to another guy, and I could only watch them from a distance and feel terrible about myself. But I've moved on, and believe me if Jaune hasn't shown any interest (which, from how long I've known you guys probably hasn't happened), you should try to move on too, otherwise you'll only be hurting yourself more than any enemy."

Pyrrha was silent as she processed what he said in her head; He's right, she finally thought to herself, I might not get to be with Jaune, but I really shouldn't let that bother me.

"Perhaps I should try to move on," Pyrrha finally said, a small smile growing on her face, "if he ends up with Neo I should be happy for them, maybe then it wouldn't hurt so much."

"I think I know something to help take your mind off of things," John offered suddenly after being silent for minutes, pulling out two small pieces of paper, "I got these tickets sometime ago to go see a musical on Thursday, but because my partner isn't fond of musicals and Jason and Freddy would probably be bored out of their mind I was wondering if you wanted to go."

"Wait, you're not asking me out on a date are you?" Pyrrha asked out of curiosity, surprised by the change in subject.

"I wouldn't really call it a date," John replied with some amusement,"technically we've only known each other for about four days now, and I'm pretty sure this is real life and not some sort of rom-com."

Pyrrha chuckled at the comment, and eventually looked John in the eyes and said, "Sure, I'd love to go see a musical with you, which one are we going to see?"

"It's based off of a book by the same name from an Atlesian author by the name of Victor Hugo," John replied as they got up to leave, "it's called Les Miserables, I'm sure you've heard of it."

Pyrrha nodded, clearly recognizing the name, as they walked along the path towards the cafeteria to get something to eat; they continued to chat as they walked on, in fact they were so focused on their conversation that John ran into someone, knocking the books in her hands to the ground.

"I'm so sorry," John began to apologize, "I didn't intend to knock you over, let me grab those for you-"

"It's alright, I wasn't looking where I was going either," the girl said almost immediately, cutting him off and causing him to look up into her eyes, "I can grab my own things, don't even worry about it."

John decided to say nothing, merely nodding and continuing to head towards the cafeteria with Pyrrha.

"You really should look where you're going," Pyrrha stated with a smile as they walked along, "you almost knocked her onto her feet."

"That I did," John said quietly, but he wasn't really focused on the fact that he bumped into someone, and it wasn't that he wasn't focusing where he was going at the moment.

Rather, the slightly disabled huntsman-in-training was focused on exactly who he bumped into; something about that girl was oddly familiar, and he could pinpoint exactly what it was. Her hair might've been a darker shade, being black instead of brown, and her eyes weren't earl grey like he remembered, but it was the look in her eyes that he recognized. There was a sort of organised chaos behind those eyes, a wildfire burning out of control. Once John had pinpointed that was what was familiar to him it didn't take long for him to realize exactly who this girl was. It was definitely someone from his past, and certainly not someone from Remnant.

A/N: So that was chapter 7 of Team MJJK, and I can say that things are a little crazy in the kitchen. I for one think that Ruby would be capable of making cookies since she loves them so much, and it seems to be that Ramsay agrees (*sarcastically* yes, it's totally approved by Ramsay). Meanwhile Cardin's a terrible chef, and I wonder what happened to the rest of those cookies and burgers?

I'm not going to go into much detail about the last part, but again I'm sorry for the dialogue there. Anyways, I can definitely see Pyrrha gong to watch Les Mis, so there's that. Oh, to be clear about the ending there and to answer Matt's review back on chapter 5, the girl John bumps into is the same mystery girl from chapter 4, and that little plot development shall arrive in a few chapters (give or take).

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