Hello one and all! Welcome back to another chapter of Jaune's Guilty Pleasure. I'd just like to start off by thanking you all once again for reading my story and I hope you continue to read and enjoy it.

It's amazing to think that my first ever fanfic has gotten so popular, you guys and gals are awesome! Sorry it took forever, but I was out on a trip and had no internet for a few weeks. I really can't do anything else to make up for it other than apologise and attempt to update at an earlier date.

On another note, onto the reviews!

roxasduelwielder: You're not wrong. Misunderstandings are always funny. Unless it's a misunderstanding that gets the main character beat up, then it's hilarious.

Cloy552: It was pretty obvious considering how cliché it is, there is a reason for that and thank you.

Wolfgang8624: Sorry but no it isn't. It wasn't even a reference to that, I just did it because I thought it would be funny. It didn't even occur to me that the same thing happened there so good pickup.

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DarkElucidator: Fair enough, though you could still use it as a paperweight or as something to prop the door open.

RyoTheSaiyan: Nice spot, a funny thing is whenever I typed "Blake. exe" without the space between the . and exe it would disappear after I saved on the document editor. I think it's amazing how Jaune is a writer of smut yet never realises anything.

dracohalo117: Thank you. I'd draw it, but I don't have anything like adobe illustrator or a scanner if I were to draw it with paper.

SMxABULM: Thanks, I was hoping that someone would comment on whether it was a good idea or not.

Baconator12: Thank you, I'm well aware that the occasional mistake may happen. I'm trying to continuously edit it to prevent that but sometimes they completely escape me.

vindictious: Not the pizza! Thanks for all the positive feedback. It would certainly be interesting to see this animated, and I find it funny that you're 'looking forward to the next episode.' Is it really good enough to be mistaken for a show?

LoveGlutton: Thanks for your comments. It was funny hearing about the worm costume again because it feels like I wrote about it so long ago. I should bring it back… Yes he was more or less writing White Rose. Neo's trap little brother is cute, what could give you nightmares? Other than the fact that he's a guy who looks like a girl. I think you misunderstood it, Jaune was the one who was quote-unquote 'hitting on Neo'. Roman's just an overprotective father who can see that Neo might fall for Jaune so he's 'trying' to get rid of him as indirectly as possible.

Demon Lord Cashmere Snow: Yes, yes I am. I also loved the latest episode, though the Yandere Asuna card came out of nowhere for me.

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demented potato: Technically yes, technically no. Jaune will have a large amount of girls vying for his affections, but he will end up with only one of them.

New Universe Returns: Adam is kind of a wild card currently along with a few other characters so they may not come into play until Volume 3 ends. Yes, the White Fang do exist. They just don't pop up until The Stray.
That is a possibility, you'll have to read to find out. Junior and the Malachite twins may not appear for a while. I still need to think up an interesting way to throw them into the mess that is Jaune's life.

StygianSloth: Well, since you said please I can't possibly say no!

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Now onto the story!

Disclaimer: I don't own RWBY or any other franchises mentioned. They all belong to their respective owners. Seriously, I don't own anything.


Chapter 12- Present from home.

Cardin stared in confusion as Jaune skipped past him whistling a chirpy tune with a happy expression on his face. The former bully gave him a curious look, "What's up Arc?" He asked gruffly, arms crossed. The knight just grinned at the tank of a man with a twinkle in his eye.

"Nothing much Cardin, something good just happened." The boy's grin widened to dramatic proportions as he thought back to the events the day prior. Aside from the embarrassing experience with Blake after their short store run for the latest book, he had a fairly great day. Roman, his editor, actually praised his work for the first time in five years! Sure Neo always told him that her surrogate father enjoyed his stories, but this was the first time in years he had ever said it face to face. Though he did wonder why the ice cream themed woman had the orange haired man at umbrella point the entire time.

Cardin just waited patiently as his… friend, went through several facial expressions in rapid succession. The large boy learnt over time that this meant Jaune was deep in thought and it was best to leave him alone. The former bully frowned, remembering something important and decided to instead leave the boy before him to his musings, wasn't much point in standing around when he could be wishing his mother happy birthday right?

When the blond writer had finally escaped from his mind he realised that Cardin was no longer with him. "Huh." He commented simply. And I wanted to talk to him about something too… With a short stretch the knight decided to find his team at the cafeteria for breakfast. Deciding to take the scenic route, Jaune smiled happily whilst he strolled carelessly through the outside garden area. He currently had no commitments at the moment other than finishing off the essay with his Snow Angel and a supplementary Dust Alchemy class later. The writer had also recently published a new book as well so there was no rush for research as he already had one in the works. It had been a while since he had experienced a situation such as this and, although it was nice not to have to worry for once, it felt strangely empty. There just wasn't anything for him to do.

The male student rubbed his head and sighed. Maybe I should enter the writing contest? He wondered to himself. He could, after all, purposefully enter an average piece. Something that wouldn't catch the judge's attention, but at the same time not ruin his writer's pride. Entertaining the thought in his head for a few moments as he walked to the cafeteria the knight came to the conclusion that he might as well, it couldn't hurt right? He did find it strange that all of the prizes just so happened to correspond with the likes of his friends, but it was probably just a happy coincidence. Jaune frowned thoughtfully as he remembered Neo telling him the name of the person hosting the competition, apparently she and Roman knew each other. What was it again?

Deciding that it wasn't important for now, Jaune took one last deep breath of fresh air and started to briskly walk towards his breakfast, eager to tell his team of his decision. Upon entering the room he flashed a smile at his read haired partner from across the cafeteria, waving as he saw her smile back. Once he reached his team he decided to speak, "So I've been thinking, and I decided that I want to enter the short story competition as well. If only for you guys." Pyrrha smiled at him, hiding her inner ecstatic thoughts with a calm external demeanour.

"Great to see that you want to join in." stated the Spartan girl. "Maybe we could make this a team effort?" She suggested.

Nora cheered as the knight accepted the champion's idea. "Yes! With our Glorious Leader writing, we cannot lose! In order to celebrate your decision, I would like for you to read my short story." The blond leader stared blankly as the Valkyrie thrust a note before him. From the corner of his eye he could've sworn her normally stoic childhood friend flush in both annoyance and embarrassment briefly. The writer shrugged, blissfully unaware of his male friend's desperate attempts to signal not to, what's the worst that could happen? He began to read.

~Chapter one~

Jane stared lovingly into Ron's eyes, passion sparking between the two. "I… I want-" Began Jane nervously. She smiled warmly despite getting cut off by Ron's gentle hand caressing her cheek. The blond woman blushed as the black haired male slowly leaned in, a clear smirk on his face.

"I know what you want." He breathed sensuously as his other hand went to grasp his leader's soft ones. Jane's blush deepened at the contact between them, it was just so unlike the normally silent boy.

The young woman flinched backwards embarrassedly as her timid blue eyes come into direct contact with his amused pink ones. The girl clumsily tripped over her own feet in surprise and yelped when Ron grabbed her by the waist, bringing him to the bed with her. The two stared in silence as they took in their position, his knee between her legs as he roughly grasped her shoulders. They had not known each other for long, but it just felt right. Ron couldn't take it anymore. Impatient, he boldly tore-

"GREAT DUST MY EYES!" Cried Jaune as he hastily pushed the paper back into its owner's arms. Why is that a thing? "And why am I a girl!" He shouted. His two other teammates gave him an incredulous look.

"That's what you comment on?" They exclaimed disbelievingly. The blond knight shrugged, it was a surprisingly well-written piece considering it was… well Nora. Though he could've done without the more-or-less slash-fic of her leader and childhood friend.

The experienced writer just stared at the explosions expert as if deep in thought. "It was okay except for a couple of things. First of all, you should give more background instead of heading straight for the- ahem, interesting parts. Secondly, if you use characters based off of real people don't show it to those real people. It's just plain awkward. Lastly, why in Remnant am I a girl?" Jaune wasn't necessarily the type to pry, so he wouldn't ask why she had thought it was a good idea to do it of him and Ren. It's more than likely divine retribution for all the smut I did of random people. He grimaced internally.

Nora smiled innocently at her leader, "You're a girl because I thought you'd look good in a dress." The hunter in training sighed, accepting the excuse for now. He had, much to his embarrassment, been told that a lot of times. Having seven sisters really strips one of their masculinity. The knight turned to his partner and male friend,

"Please tell me your stories aren't about me or anyone I know." The two nodded, whistling innocently as they threw scrunched up pieces of paper in a conveniently placed bin behind them. Pyrrha mentally cried at having to throw away her masterpiece on a clumsy, blond knight and his renowned, champion best-friend. Ren frowned, he'd have to rethink his idea of a story centred around the adventures of Team RWBY.

Jaune gave the two a scrutinising look. He had no time to act upon his suspicion however as the vibrations of his scroll caught his attention. Taking a brief glance at the machine he spoke, "Right… Well, tell me if or when you want me to read over your short stories too. I'd like to help you all since I'm a pretty avid reader. Oh, and tell Team RWBY and Velvet the same goes for them if you see them. If you need me I'll be at the mail room." With his piece said, the student walked out of the cafeteria, completely forgetting he hadn't had a single thing to eat. Pyrrha tilted her head and scanned the room confusedly,

"Speaking of Team RWBY, what are they doing? I thought they were going to eat with us?"


"Yang what have you been doing, I thought we were going to eat with Team JNPR?" Frowned Ruby. The blond girl in question was shaken from her thoughts on a certain writer and the possibility of meeting with her once more.

"S-sorry Rubes, I was a bit distracted. What were you saying?" The younger sister rolled her eyes.

"What were you doing?" Yang smiled at the rose sleepily as they walked down the halls of Beacon before their partners.

"At first I was working on a short story for the competition when I got side-tracked into trying to sleuth out who laughed at my pun on day two." The members of Team RWBY sweatdropped at the busty blond. Yang growled, "Hey! I feel like I'm really close to finding the person, I could practically reach out and grab them!" In an attempt to emphasise her point the girl made a grabbing motion as they rounded the corner, but to their shared surprise she managed to grab Jaune's face. Or more specifically, his eyes.

"Gah!" Cried the knight, not expecting to suddenly be assaulted. "Why the eyes!" In an attempt to protect the offended organs the writer moved to grab the arms currently attacking his face, but he was blocked by a soft barrier. "What the-?"

The entirety of Team RWBY blushed, "Where the dust do you think you're grabbing Jaune?" Cried Weiss embarrassedly. How dare he fondle their well-endowed teammate! Not that she herself was flat, no she was of adequate size. Adequate!

The possibly now-blind boy winced as the grip on his eyes tightened. "I-I'm sorry, but could you please let go of my eyes? I need them to see." His fellow blond seemed to consider it for a moment before ultimately deciding to let go. Though not without a fist to the stomach for touching her without permission. "Thank you… I think." Groaned out the knight as he doubled over in pain, massaging his eyes as he did so. "What did you grab my face for?" Yang shrugged,

"It wasn't on purpose." She stated simply. How was she supposed to know he would be around the corner?

Jaune sighed irritated by her seemingly uncaring reply, "Well, if you want to suddenly assault my eyeballs again, I'll be at the mailroom. Apparently I have a package from home." Ruby's eyes widened expectantly.

"A package? What could it be?" The boy shrugged, knowing his family it could quite literally be anything. Last time they sent something in the mail to him, it was a shirt that was apparently prone to spontaneously combusting. Where it came from, why they thought it would be a good idea to send it to him, and why it was permitted to be sent in the first place, he had no clue. Needless to say, it never made it to him. Though the packaging office had a field day trying to put out the fire. "Can I come with you?" Asked the reaper, putting on her most adorable face. Jaune laughed, having seven sisters made you immune to the dreaded puppy eyes but at least he would have someone to suffer with him if the package went sour. The young man motioned for her to follow, leaving the rest of Team RWBY to their own devices.

"Oh yeah!" He added before they were completely out of earshot, "If any of you would like, I could read your short stories and give my opinion as a wr-reader! as a reader. I-I've read a lot of stories… Hehehe." He scratched his head nervously. That was close, he remarked as the two leaders walked off. Weiss and Yang shared a look while Blake payed him no mind. Sure she was curious why they all kept talking about short stories but she had a book to enjoy.


Jaune chuckled as he watched Ruby skip happily. "What's gotten you into a good mood?" He asked curiously. The rose just smirked at him,

"It's a lady's secret." She teased, but really all of Jaune's talk of family reminded her of her home. The knight scoffed at the younger girl,

"I don't see a lady nearby." The reaper pouted, "All I see is a cute little girl." He mocked jokingly as he rustled her hair. Ruby, focussing on the wrong part of his statement, blushed. He thinks I'm cute?

"So…" Started the smaller of the two, "What do you think is in the package?"

The blond writer raised a brow, "Didn't you already ask that question?" Ruby flinched, I did too didn't I? Ugh, why do I have to be so socially awkward?

"Uh, so do you have any siblings?" She asked to rectify her mistake.

Jaune nodded and smiled, "Yeah, I have seven sisters. Four older, one my age and two younger." Ruby nodded. Good, the conversation's started. Now she just needed to keep it goin- wait seven sisters?

The girl fought back the thought of having to deal with six more Yangs. "Wh-what are their names?" She continued as they walked through the halls.

"Well, Lily is the eldest and from there to youngest it's Luna, Violet, Light, Opal, me, Azure and Misty." Ruby nodded slowly, Jaune must've had a lot to deal with as a child. Then again, not all sisters were like Yang…

"What are they like?" She mentally grinned at her fellow leader's warm expression. He really seemed to love talking about his family.

The knight laughed, "Knowing my family, I think you'll experience that for yourself sometime in the future. Let's just say that the strange talents I have come from living around them for my whole life, but I wouldn't trade any of it for the world." The two shared a soft smile before suddenly becoming aware of the small space between them. Quickly turning away in embarrassment Jaune laughed nervously, "Why is the mailroom so far away?" He wondered aloud. Ruby nodded along, staring at the ground as she twiddled her fingers embarrassedly.

A few more minutes of awkward silence found the two leaders at the mailroom. As they walked in Jaune took notice of the person in charge of the post. He was a fairly young man, probably Amethyst's age. He wore a light blue cap over his messy jet-black hair and adorned a light blue version of the Beacon uniform. The boy pushed up his black-framed glasses, attracting Jaune's attention to his sharp blue eyes. "Good morning." Greeted the boy formally, "I take it you're here for a package?" The knight nodded at the young man and extended his hand.

"That would be right. The name's Jaune." The writer's eyes glowed for a brief moment as the other boy accepted his hand with a grin.

"I'm Jay. Y'know, like a Blue Jay." 'Nice try kid, but most of us staff are professional hunters.' Jaune flinched, how? The mailman had managed to successfully block his attempt at tagging him. Ruby looked at the blond knight in confusion as she saw him shoot the other boy an incredulous look. "I'll go retrieve the parcel." The knight frowned as he watched him enter the storage room via the door behind the counter. This was the first time he'd ever been not only unsuccessful in tagging someone, but outright blocked from that person's mind. All he was able to do was hear that single sentence, just who was this guy?

When the young mail person he came back he brought with him a surprisingly large package. The box was roughly a meter in length and half that in width and height. Jay grinned at the two leaders. "Here you go, addressed to one Jaune Arc of Team JNPR. Scroll please." The writer nodded and handed over his scroll in order to confirm his identity. A quick scan later and the box was on the floor of the mailroom, ready to be opened. Ruby was ecstatic, it looked like it could be a weapon. What would it be? A gunblade? A keysword? A sword that can create other swords out of thin air and aura? Though he does use a traditional sword and shield so he has no range… Ooh, maybe it's a bow!

Jaune and Jay watched in amusement as the girl went through several facial expressions before finally settling on a clearly excited one. "C'mon let's open it already!" She cried impatiently. The writer turned to the man in charge of the mailroom and received a nod in return.

"Sure, but if it blows up the mailroom you're paying for it." The young rose cheered and quickly tore open the box to find… cooking utensils? She gave a perplexed look at the recipient of the package but was surprised to see the boy had stars in his eyes.

"What is all this?" Asked Ruby, tilting her head slightly.

"My mum sent me all of the things I need to make my homemade strawberry icing cookies and all of my other cooking supplies!"

"You can cook?" The writer scratched his neck sheepishly in response,

"It's one of the many skills I learnt from having to tend to seven sisters." That and the culinary summer school Roman had made him go to for research once. As she heard this, the knight's previous statement finally clicked in Ruby's head.

"Wait… Did you say strawberry icing cookies?" Before Jaune could fully nod Ruby was already out the door, package in tow. With a smirk the boy moved to leave when Jay called out from behind him.

"Word of advice, use less aura. You practically telegraphed to every decent hunter in a 100m radius that you used your semblance. Do that in combat and someone could effectively cancel it with a fast attack, dodge out of the way or block it with a dense shield of aura." Jaune smiled and thanked the young man for his advice. From what he could tell the mailman didn't know he was going to read his mind and instinctively blocked him with a shield of concentrated aura. If that was true then he would definitely need to work on how much aura he put into activating his semblance. Looks like he still had a long way to go in terms of knowing everything about his semblance, especially if he only just learnt that people can sense if he's using it and can block it with aura.

With the new piece of information in mind, the boy followed his fellow leader back to their dorms.


Jaune grinned as he and Ruby opened the package. "Would you like to help me cook?" He asked as he placed the tools and ingredients on the kitchen bench. The girl shook her head,

"Nope!" The knight glared softly at the younger leader,

"That can get really annoying sometimes." He deadpanned, earning a pleased smirk from the girl. "Alright, if you're not going to help then you can go wait over there until I'm done." Pouting, but not uttering a word of complaint, the reaper walked over to her bed and climbed up. As the rose burned time in her bed our writer was busy working in the kitchen area Team RWBY had in their dorm. Usually Ren would cook for his team because Jaune knew that if he used any of the stoic boy's carefully sorted utensils he would be in for a bad day. Especially since the boy had control over Nora. As her leader she would normally listen to him, but in matters where the fate of pancakes in their dorm lied in the balance the Valkyrie tended to side with her childhood friend.

The blond grinned as he mixed several more ingredients into the batter, this reminded him of home. Home huh… he hadn't been there for a while. It was hard to believe that he'd been away for so long, Jaune had to admit he really missed the place. Sure Beacon was almost every bit as unpredictable and event filled as his house but he also missed Luna, Opal and all his other sisters. He missed having his hair ruffled by his dad and taking care of the house with his mom. As the boy poured his feelings into the cookie dough Ruby was quite literally salivating in the other room. Those sure do smell nice… She thought to herself as she imagined what the cookies would be like. They had to be pretty good if they smelt like that. Then again, this was Jaune she was talking about. Though how could someone mess up strawberry icing cookies? But it is Jaune… Suddenly the rose became worried. What if they were going to be delicious but her fellow leader left overcooked it? Or accidentally used the wrong ingredient? Ruby gasped, horrified by her next idea. What if he used healthy food?

"Cookies are done." Grinned Jaune as he held out a tray of hot cookies before the younger girl. The girl stared at the food from the gods tentatively. Taking a small nibble, it wasn't long before she was devouring more. "That good huh?" He laughed as she finished off the tray, cookie crumbs and icing left on her mouth. The knight chuckled, "Hold still Opal." He smiled softly and wiped the leftovers off her mouth with a cloth, despite the girl's squirms.

"Wait, Opal?" Asked the cookie-loving girl. Did he just call her by his sister's name? The writer froze,

"Uh, sorry." I guess I missed home a lot more than I initially thought… "So what did you think?" He asked, partly because he was curious and partly because he wanted to change the subject quickly. Sure she devoured the entire tray, but Ruby would probably eat almost any cookie.

The adorable reaper stared at him, contemplating her choices before settling on what she thought would be best. "Will you marry me?" Jaune blinked

"I- um… what?" There's no way she actually just said that… right?

The girl frowned, "If you wont marry me then how about Yang? I could make that happen… probably." Marry Yang? The boy shook the thought out of his head,

"Ruby, what are you talking about?" The girl clicked her tongue, she thought he would've accepted that offer.

"Tell me what you want in exchange for those cookies!" She cried. They were a gift from the gods and there was no way she was going to let Jaune take them away from her. The knight stared at her for a moment before smirking, which then turned into chuckling. Soon the chuckling evolved into full-blown laughter. Ruby pouted, "This is no joke Jaune! It's a matter of cookie and death!" Her fellow leader smiled warmly at her,

"It's fine Ruby." He stated between laughs, "If you ever want me to make you a cookie just ask and I'll be happy to bake some for you." The reaper thought about the deal,

"What do you get out of this?" She asked him sceptically.

"A smile from an adorable gem." He answered truthfully. Ruby's eyes widened, so he was telling her that he'd be willing to supply her with an essentially infinite amount of cookies, and all she had to do was smile?

"I accept!" She exclaimed happily. Before she could ask for cookies in return for a smile the writer gasped,

"Oh dust I'm late! Sorry Ruby, I have to go work on something with Weiss, there are more cookies in the kitchen if you want some. I kinda got carried away and made a bit too much." The younger girl sighed as he ran out of the room in a rush. For now she would have to make do with whatever excess the boy had made. It probably wasn't much, but it would do for now. The girl's jaw dropped as she entered the kitchen, the counter was covered in shining silver trays with cookies piled to the roof on each one. It was as if she had died and gone to cookie heaven. Tears began to roll down her cheek as she thankfully inhaled the sugary goodness before her. Today was a good day to be Ruby.


Weiss tapped her foot impatiently as she waited for a certain blond. Sure the two apparently made a good team but his lack of punctuality irritated her beyond belief. The heiress' eye twitched and she began to pace. Three minutes, three minutes he's late by. That could've been three minutes of work! Living among Remnant's largest company made her despise any waste of productivity without good reason. The heiress sighed, deep breaths Weiss, he probably has a good reason for not being present. Blake sat next to the white haired girl and was rather amused by her impatience. "If I didn't know any better I'd think you had a think for Jaune." She commented as she casually flipped to the next page. Before she could blink Weiss was on her tail and stuttering excuses. Metaphorically speaking of course, Blake didn't have a tail because she wasn't a Faunus… The introvert gave the flustered heiress a pointed look, "I was joking." She smirked as her teammate stiffened. "Though who knew insinuating that she liked the knight would cause the high and mighty princess to fall down." Weiss glared at the bookworm.

"Heiress." She clarified. How Yang managed to convince everyone in calling her princess she would never know. Blake smirked, she didn't deny it.

"Um, am I interrupting something?" Asked Jaune awkwardly from behind the two.

Ignoring the late writer's question, Weiss stormed up to him with an irritated expression. "Where the dust have you been?" The blond knight rubbed the back of his head sheepishly and apologised.

"Would an 'I'm sorry cookie' suffice as an extended apology?" He asked. The white haired girl staggered back slightly and shook her head. No Weiss, he doesn't look as cute as Ruby when asking for forgiveness. It's a trap, a trick, a ploy, a ruse! I refuse to believe a dunce like those two could be cute! Accepting the cookie anyway, the heiress took a small bite. Her eyes widened in surprise, these were actually pretty good.

"Where did you buy these?" She asked curiously. She'd have to see if she could get her father to hire the person as her personal baker.

The boy laughed sheepishly, "Actually I made these with Ruby, that's part of the reason why I'm late." Explained Jaune, rubbing the back of his neck. He really needed to get rid of that tic. From next to the heiress Blake rose a brow, are those cookies really that good? She wondered to herself.

The Schnee rolled her eyes disbelievingly, "Sure." She nodded sarcastically. "Next you'll tell me you can sew, clean, garden and cook." The white haired girl was surprised when she didn't receive an answer back and saw that he was instead fidgeting nervously.

"Hehehe…" He laughed awkwardly, "When you have to take care of seven sisters you kind of learn these things quickly."

Jaune blinked in confusion as the girl suddenly brought out a stack of stapled papers from… somewhere, and held them before him. "Sign here." She commanded authoritatively.

The knight blinked once more, "Um, what's this Snow Angel?" Weiss scoffed, as if he didn't know.

"This is a legally binding, Schnee approved, contract stating that for a weekly pay of this amount that will be disclosed in confidence, you are to serve me as my butler for the rest of your natural life. Tasks include cleaning for me, laundry, gardening when we are at the mansion, cooking and other menial household chores." The introvert gaped at the blond's possible remuneration, taking a sneak peak from behind the heiress. That is a lot of zeros, thought Blake mentally.

The professional writer frowned, how was he going to explain why he couldn't take a high-paying job that was perfect for him because he had a secret high-paying job that was perfect for him? "S-sorry Snow Angel, but I can't accept your offer." Weiss just shrugged in response. She had plenty of business experience so she knew when a person was unemployable. Doesn't mean she couldn't pester, er- persuade him for more cookies.

"Your loss." She stated simply. "But you'll have to get me more cookies." Blake's eye twitched. Did he just turn down a weekly payment of more lien than I'd own in a year? And Weiss didn't so much as bat an eyelid! Jaune blinked, she took that well.

Deciding to leave the issue there the duo began to work on their essay, oblivious to the annoyed expression on a certain introvert's face. As Jaune finished off another sentence he noticed out of the corner of his eye that Blake was shooting him glances every now and again. Choosing to ignore the strange looks the blond knight decided a break was in order. Weiss raised a brow at the boy, "What are you doing?" She questioned him as he brought out a favourite yellow treat of his.

"I didn't eat breakfast." He explained casually as he peeled the fruit. The two females shared a glance, blushing slightly when the writer began to devour the banana.

Did he just… Started Blake. Eat a banana whole, without chewing? Finished Weiss silently. "What's up?" Asked the knight curiously, finally noticing the look the two had been giving him.

The bookworm before him tilted her head slightly as the white haired girl stared blankly at the blond, "D-do you normally eat bananas like that?" Jaune nodded slowly, as if asking 'is there another way to eat them?' "W-well it's just…" Mumbled Weiss. "People usually take bites out of it…" Even the normally calm and collected Blake was taken aback by the boy's strange, and slightly provocative, method of eating a banana.

The knight frowned, "Strange, when I was younger I was told this was the proper way to eat them. It makes it more filling." Weiss choked slightly at the double meaning.

"Who told you of such an absurd way of consuming bananas?" She cried, disbelieving of the boy's ignorance.

Jaune shrugged, "I can't remember, it was quite a while back."

From across the library Amethyst was having a field day watching Jaune eat the banana, barely keeping herself from bursting out in laughter. The young man was way too naïve and trusting for his own good. She would give the person responsible for his method of eating bananas props if there wasn't the possible choking hazard.

"L-Let's just move on." Stuttered Weiss embarrassedly. The three just continued in silence, with the heiress contemplating banana-eating methods, the knight innocently writing the rest of the essay, and the ninja reading whilst stealing glances at him every-so-often.

The male student grinned triumphantly as he finished his piece, abruptly standing up as he did so. "Done." He exclaimed proudly, garnering the attentions of the two girls before him. "And just in time too." The writer commented, checking his scroll. Blake cocked her head slightly,

"In time for what exactly?"

It was Jaune's turn to tilt his head in confusion, "Ms Glyn- er, Goodwitch's supplementary Dust Alchemy lesson remember? We get given these supplementary lessons because Beacon has yet to find another teacher that specialises in the field." The bookworm blushed in embarrassment, she had completely forgotten about those classes. Dust, it felt like months since she had last heard the term Dust Alchemy. "Well, I'll be headed to class if you need me. Unless you two would like to accompany me?" Weiss sighed,

"You go on ahead, I still need to proofread your part of the essay to make sure it doesn't clash with mine." Expressing his mock hurt and shock at the heiress' lack of trust in him the boy turned to his black haired friend, a sad expression reminiscent of a dog on his face.

"How about you Blake?" The answer came quickly in the form of a brief flinch followed by a nonchalant shrug.

"Might as well."

The purple haired librarian watched the two exit the library with a thoughtful look. Jaune and Blake act incredibly similar to Yellow and Bella from that book I got signed a while back… "Hmm…" The librarian grinned a Yang-esque mischievous grin. This is going to be fun, she thought to herself as she jotted down ideas.


Jaune yawned sleepily as he stretched next to his lab partner. Not even five minutes in and he'd already lost track of what Goodwitch was saying and had decided to read instead. "Do you have any idea what she's talking about?" Asked Yang from the chair over. The knight shook his head negative.

"Now class, I want you and your partner to test the dust samples for these characteristics." Explained the teacher as she tapped her riding crop on the board, emphasising what was written on it. "And students, please don't mess around. Dust in it's powdered form can be extremely volatile and dangerous." The buxom boxer grinned, now this was more like it. Some hands on action oughta teach her a thing or two.

She turned to the boy next to her, "Alright partner, let's do this!" Now she was pumped up. The young woman frowned upon receiving no response. Turning to see what was wrong the party girl noticed that Jaune was deeply engrossed in his thoughts. "You okay Vomit Boy?" The blond writer jumped slightly, not expecting to be shaken from his thoughts.

"Y-yeah I'm fine." Wh-what were we supposed to be doing again?" He laughed unconvincingly as the girl gave him as stern look, unfortunately not falling for the change in subject.

"Nice try Jaune but you're clearly not fine. Is Cardin giving you a hard time again?" The male student shook his head fervently, he really needed to clear Cardin's name some time soon.

Jaune sighed, "It's nothing much really. It just feels like Blake's been acting as if she suspects me for something." Explained the knight worriedly. I really hope she hasn't caught on to me, he thought to himself. The writer knew that the girl was incredibly perceptive and wary, which was dangerous considering he had a secret that could possibly change her outlook on him. "Back in the library she was giving me weird looks whilst I ate my banana." Yang grinned,

"It might not be as bad as you think. Maybe she just found you… ap-peel-ing?" The knight chuckled mildly at her little joke. Maybe he was thinking too much on the subject, it was probably nothing anyway.

He smiled at his fellow blond. "Heh, you're probably right Yang… Yang?" Jaune blinked in confusion as the girl moved a little too close for comfort. "Y-Yang? What are you doing?" He asked, slowly backing into the counter for their dust experiment. The party girl gave him a look as she narrowed her eyes,

"Did you just laugh at one of my puns?" She asked with the amount of seriousness one would find at a business meeting. Jaune nodded slowly, unaware of his impending doom.

"Y-yeah, your jokes after initiation were funny too… Why?" Oblivious to the grave he had just dug himself in, the proud hunter in training yelped girlishly as the bust boxer pounced on him. Yang grinned, she had finally found her prey and was now ready to collect her winnings.

"You're mine Vomit Boy!" She cried as she leapt at him, attracting the attention of the class. However, the clumsy knight was 'saved' by the door opening and collecting the attention of the occupants of the room, including a mid-jump Yang. The brief lack of focus gave the author enough time to move out of the way.

Jaune deadpanned. This is not going to end well, he commented as his fellow blond faceplanted onto a metal tray, vaulting its contents behind the huntress in training and onto the student entering the room, tray and all. The class watched as the jars of dust and the tray flew into the air before comically descending on the poor student. The blond boy, along with the occupants of the room, gasped worriedly as they finally saw who had been hit by the airborne dust and tray.

Jaune cried out in concern for the student, "Weiss!"


A poor decision on our knight's part has lead to a possible disaster concerning Beacon's resident Dust Meister. Dust, after all, can be very unpredictable, and so as the class looks on in worry at the heiress a dangerous dust reaction occurs. What exactly the end product is, you will have to find out next chapter while Jaune wishes for his Snow Angel back.

Once again, I apologise for the extremely late chapter. Don't worry, I won't be this late with another chapter… probably.
Thank you all for reading, and please Follow, Favourite and Review if you enjoyed. I always appreciate everything you do for this story of mine.

I also just want to add, for those who actually read A/N's, I like to think of Dust Alchemy as a subject similar to Chemistry. There will be an entire lab for it along with those bench-counter areas to do practicals on.

Those who can identify a specific reference get one of Jaune's homemade strawberry icing cookies.