A/N: Few things I wanna say before we begin.

1- I would have had this up sooner, but I was on vacation with my family in Italy and didn't work much. Was a little weird since I had to cling to my mom the whole time, the only person in the family that fluently spoke italian, but it was fun… except for the part where I got jumped and mugged. Kind of got pissed at that, but then I laughed my ass off when he got tackled by two Italian soldiers a few seconds later. Last I heard the dude was a migrant and was getting deported after some jail time (karma is a bitch).

2- Very special thanks to KegiSpringfield for making this wonderful cover art for me. Really appreciate it. Go check out his stuff on Deviantart.

3- The thought of doing another drunken marriage fic had crossed my mind. Maybe I'll do something with it?

Now that that's out of the way, let's get to the reason you all are here. Here's chapter 10. Enjoy!

The sound of silence was deafening. All of the students were frozen in place, with a select few every so slowly inching themselves back, afraid that any sign of movement would ensue the wraith of Beacon's headmistress.

Speaking of which, With her eyes still closed, Glynda slowly levitated the bowl and food down to the floor. She then took off her glasses to get the food off of her. Unfortunately her clothes were now stained, which just made her more angry. Seriously, there were so many types of liquids and foods in that bowl, she felt absolutely disgusted. And that foul accursed smell… she decided that whoever threw that would go through hell.

Seeing as her blouse was already ruined, she used it to clean her glasses off. She put them back on her face and opened her eyes. The cafeteria was an absolute mess. Food and overturned tables and chairs were scattered all over the place. All of the students were frozen in place in fear of her, as they should be. She then noticed that many of them were not so subtly pointing in a direction towards someone.

Curious, her eyes shifted over. Behind the scared Schnee was Jaune. His body was frozen, shaking in fear with his arm stretched out. It didn't take a genius to put two and two together on the situation. 'Of course… it had to be him,' Glynda thought.

"Mr. Arc," Glynda finally spoke. Weiss rushed out of the way and Jaune's pupils dilated, like he could sense her staring into his soul. "Explain... yourself… now," Glynda didn't even try to hide the anger in her voice.

Jaune blinked a few times. Glynda should have been chewing him out, like she normally would have with anyone else. Why was she showing him mercy? Was it because of- he quickly shook his head, recomposing himself. "Uh, I uh," he stuttered out. "Self defense! Yes I was acting in self defense!" He finally managed to blurt out.

"Self defense against someone who wasn't even in the room?" Glynda crossed her arms and raised an eyebrow. Jaune took a sharp intake of breath as his eyes widened. Some of the students closest to him started to back away from him.

"Nononono! I was defending myself against Weiss-"

"Don't drag me into this!" The heiress shouted.

"-and I missed and it went past her… and then you walked in and…. splat." His voice cracked with nervousness near the end. Glynda continued to stare at him, unamused.

"No, it's true," Yang surprisingly called out to his aid. A small smile almost formed on his face. "Here, let me demonstrate." And suddenly he was afraid again. He turned to his left just in time to see a bowl of porridge flying right towards his face. He closed his eyes and raised his hands in preparation, but nothing came.

He opened one eye and saw that the porridge bowl was suspended in mid-air by a purple aura. He turned around and saw Glynda with her riding crop extended and looking at a certain brawler with narrowed eyes. She then flicked her wrist and the bowl went flying back towards Yang.

The bowl hit her square in the face so hard that she went flying back, spinning in the air backwards twice, and then landed in the chair of an unflipped over table. The bowl then fell of her face a second later, revealing a porridge covered face with wide lilac eyes and a dropped jaw.

Everyone stared at Yang and Glynda, slowly processing what just happened. Glynda was about to speak, but Nora beat her to it. "Hell yeah, Glynda picked our side!"

'Wait what?!' Glynda thought. 'No! I was just defending my husband!' Before she could explain that she was just defending her hu-student from attack, one item of food was thrown into the air. One became two, and then two became a hailstorm as a bunch of war cries filled the room. The food war was back in full swing.

Glynda's eye twitched. She was about to put a stop to this once and for all, but then she saw Jaune get pelted by bananas. Her head immediately shot to the perpetrator, Coco Adel, and her eyes narrowed. 'You know what? They want a war? Fine. I might as well do my job as a teacher and put the students in their place.' She brandished her riding crop and flicked her wrist.

Ozpin was a wise man who has seen and experience many things in his life. But even he can be taken by surprise in some cases, such as right now.

Despite the professional demeanor he has as a Headmaster of a huntsman and huntress academy, he was enjoying watching the food fight on his monitor, though he was annoyed that the microphone system short circuited because of a rogue flying soda can so he couldn't hear what was happening.

Essentially, the students found themselves caught in an unexpected conflict when they were most vulnerable, and thus had to quickly find weapons and form a strategy to win. He was impressed with how quickly everyone banded together, formed a strategy, and how they were improvising the objects around them as weapons.

It brought a smile to his face. It showed just how fast thinking and creative his students were. They would make fine huntsmen and huntresses in no time. Unfortunately, as the head of the academy, he can't allow it to continue for long and has assigned Glynda to disperse the foodfight.

Ozpin watched as Glynda entered the cafeteria, and then his jaw dropped when a bowl of food came flying off camera direct to her face. She caught most of it with her semblance, but a lot of the food in it got on her. For a rare moment in his life, his jaw dropped. He panned the camera over and saw that every student was at least in a similar state of shock, if not fear, that he was in.

Ozpin leaned in closer to the monitor, curious as to what would happen next. Words that he couldn't hear were exchanged between her and Jaune. But then suddenly Glynda caught a bowl of food sent right at Jaune and sent it back to its sender. Moments later the fight started again.

But instead of trying to stop it, Glynda joined in of Jaune's side. Glynda Goodwitch, the deputy headmistress of Beacon Academy, who could get anyone to back down and send them home crying just by glaring at them, joined the students in a food fight. Infact, Glynda was probably the saving grace of the fight. Despite giving everything they had, Jaune's side was being outmatched and pushed back by RWBY's side. That seemed to change now as everything was evenly matched.

Ozpin found himself chuckling. A food fight on this scale was something he hasn't seen in years… not since Glynda herself was but a freshman student here. Now that he thought about, he noticed that everytime Glynda was sure no one was looking, he could see her let out a smile. A small and barely noticeable smile to all but the experienced eye, but a smile nonetheless.

He couldn't help it as his smile grew. It has been such a long time since he had seen Glynda with a genuine smile and having fun. And he knew the answer as to why.

"Mr. Arc," the headmaster chuckled as he stared at his student through the monitor. "You are having more of an impact on her than either of you could possibly imagine."

He figured he should or have someone else intervene and finally stop the fight, but he wasn't dumb enough to get in Glynda's way when she was in combat.

Jaune wasn't sure what to think of the situation anymore. The second he realized he just attacked his wife with a homemade bio-weapon, he was sure that he was going to die. Instead he was now fighting alongside her in a food fight against half the school. Actually, now that he got a closer look, it wasn't just half the school. It looked the transfer students were involved as well.

To his left, a blond monkey faunus was swinging strings of sausages around like nunchucks and took a stance in front of a woman in a beanie hat, who hopped back and held a ketchup bottle like a rifle and shot him from a distance. To his right, a teal haired woman used a tray as a skateboard as she threw turkey legs at other students.

Directly in front of him, Pyrrha used her semblance to hold up several dozen spoons while Ren, Nora, and several other students loaded them with ice cream, with Glynda in front of them acting as the forward guard protecting them from incoming projectiles. Pyrrha then looked at him, awaiting orders. He smiled and raise his and and shot it forward. "Glynda duck! Pyrrha, fire!"

Glynda crouched down as one by one Pyrrha flicked the spoons, launching a frozen projectiles at the enemy line. Everyone ducked out of the way with various results, except for a brown and pink haired girl, who jumped in glee and happily caught one of the ice cream scoops in her mouth.

They didn't have time to celebrate as the enemy was also preparing a barrage. Upon Ruby's command, a hailstorm of food, significantly more massive than theirs, hurled right towards them.

"Scatter!" Jaune shouted as they all dove for cover in different direction. He managed to crawl and hide under a table. He rolled over on his stomach and looked out, seeing that decided to stand her ground. As the projectiles drew closer, Glynda fixed her glasses, and scoffed lightly as she sprung into action.

Time seemed to slow down as Jaune watched Glynda dodge, deflect, and returning the incoming food with her semblance. She moved with such speed and precision, no move she made was wasted or without purpose. Her body moved with grace and fluency, her hair swaying with each movement yet keeping its form. She was like a goddess on the battlefield. A ballerina performing a life long loved dance just from memory. Jaune couldn't help but be memorized and couldn't take his eyes off of her.

He was snapped back to reality when he got startled when a stray grapefruit rolled up and bumped to him. He looked down and took it in his hands before looking back up. Several of the students decide to charge Glynda and take her on in close quarters combat. Her saw Glynda slip out a smirk only for a moment and realized just how screwed they were.

Jaune crawled out from under the table and got on his knee to get a better view. Just like before, she combated them with pure efficiency. The students tried their hardest but none of them could land a hit on her. She was either too fast for them or she used her semblance to deflect their projectiles, weapons, and she would through the students themselves away, but not too hard.

Something in the corner of his vision caught his attention. He turned and saw that a dark skinned, green haired girl and silver haired boy where sneaking up on her left flank. Their uniforms indicated they were transfer students from Haven. The green girl was holding her aura covered hand up towards Glynda, while the silver hand boy was holding what was left of the home made bio-weapon-n-a-bowl.

'Something's wrong,' Jaune thought. 'Why isn't Glynda reacting to them?' Indeed, with how much movement Glynda was making in every direction she should have seen them. Jaune's eyes widened in realization. 'Her hand… she's cloaking themselves from her!' He saw the green haired one turn and say something to the silver haired one. His grin grew as he got ready to throw the bowl.

Gasping, Jaune took off in a sprint towards the two of them, just as the bowl left his hands and flew towards Glynda. With a battle cry, he leaped forward, putting himself in the flight path while throwing the grapefruit at the two of them. The grapefruit hit the girl and sent her back with a yelp moments after the bowl hit him in the head.

Glynda sent the last student running away when she heard the commotion behind her. She quickly turned left and saw two students, one on the ground with a grapefruit mushed on her face, and a boy who looked terrified at being found out.

"Sorry Em, everyman for himself!" He shouted as he abandoned his partner, who's eyes widened when she realized Glynda was looking at her and quickly took off and hid behind a table. Glynda almost smirked, taking the students running away from her as a compliment to her skill, but she heard groaning.

Looking down, she saw Jaune slowly sitting up… with the horrid smelling bowl stuck to his face. He quickly threw it off of him and started gagging. "Oh god..." he groaned. "What… the fuck… did Sky... put in that thing?" He forced out between gags. Jaune then started coughing up a fit, coughing some of the food up. She almost pitied him. The bowl's contents smelled bad when the were on her clothes and face for a short time. She didn't want to imaging what it tasted like or what it was like to have the contents up her nose. She shivered at disgust at the thought.

A noise to her right caught her attention and she turned around just in time to catch a flying blob of spaghetti with her semblance and send it back to its sender, scoring a direct hit. "How did I hear that and not the two students to my side?" She quietly thought aloud. The noise of of several students that were on Jaune's side getting pushed back brought her out of her thoughts. "I'll worry about it later. As fun as this is, it's gone on long enough. Time to end this."

Using all of the strength she could summon with her aura she started swinging and circling her riding crop around, picking up every scrap of food she can. Within moments, she had amassed a large whirly storm of of most of the food circling above her. The fighting stopped as everyone stared at the menacing display. Slowly the food stopped swirling in place and hovered still in mid air as Glynda stared at the other side of the cafeteria.

"It's coming for us!" Ruby shouted. Not even a second later everyone else on her side began to run away and seek what ever cover they could. It didn't help them.

Glynda immediately swung her hand forward, sending the hailstorm of food towards them. Not even Ruby's semblance saved her. Within moments, the student's were absolutely drenched in food. So much so that some were stuck to the floors and walls and had a little trouble getting free.

"Students," Glynda caught everyone's attention as she readjusted her glasses, "do not play with your food." The cafeteria remained silent for several more moments, with Jaune's side staring at the defeated faction with dropped jaws.

"We… w-we won." Jaune said. Seconds later his entire side started cheering in celebration.

"Congratulation," Glynda turned to address the winning team, "you've won." This earned another round of cheers. "Which means you are the ones who are going to clean this mess up." Everyone then immediately started groaning while the losing team started laughing. Though everyone shut up when Glynda brandished her riding crop with a loud crack that echoed throughout the room.

"Now then," she walked up to Jaune. "Am I assuming correctly when I say that you caused all of this," she said with an accusing raised eyebrow.

"Uh-"

"YEP!" Nora's shouting cut him off. "It was him! It was all him! " Jaune's eyes widened as he shot Nora an 'are you kidding me' face. Then soon everyone else started agreeing with Nora and making their own accusations, as if blaming him would lighten the punishment off of them. Jaune mouthed 'traitors' to them.

In truth, Glynda didn't actually know if Jaune was the cause of the food fight or not, and she didn't really care. She knew that if singled him out the other students would put the blame on him, which would make what she wanted to do seem normal and not suspicious.

"Well then," she gathered their attention once more, "Jaune, you are to get yourself cleaned up and then meet me at my office." She turned to the losing group. "Same to you guys." She then turned to the rest of Jaune's group. "And I want the rest of you to get to work in cleaning the cafeteria. I want this place sparkling clean. Am I clear?" She spoke and asked with authority.

"Yes ma'am," everyone said in chorus. She nodded and then left the cafeteria.

"Jauney boy," Cardin called out, as soon as he confirmed that she was gone. "You're fucked." Jaune just shook his head as everyone shared a laugh at his expense. He left as everyone else got to work to shower and change his clothes before heading to Miss Arcw-... Goodwitch's office.

'Here lies Jaune Arcwitch, killed by his wife over a food fight,' he idly thought. 'Wait… Arc. My name is Arc.' he shook his head and continued his trek to his dorm room. Normally the thought of getting sent to her office would have sent chills down anyone's spine. Yet why did he almost blush of being alone with her in her office?

A/N: And that's a wrap. Well that food fight took longer than I thought. And oh boy is Jaune in trouble.

So what did you guys think? Like it? Hate it? Think something can be improved? Want to give me a moral boost? Leave a review, all criticism is welcomed.

POLL: You guys remember the poll on my profile about 'if I started working on another story, what would be interested in seeing?' Well, the poll has been reset, with some options taken out and new ones added in.

Oh, and thanks to JC of the Corn for giving this a look over.

Once again, thanks again for reading. I hope you enjoyed it. Have a good day :)