Here we go

BOOOOOOOOOOOOOMMMM

"YEAAAHHHH!" Jeremiah let out a rebel yell as he just blew up a container full of fake blood and a shit ton of gunpowder.

"DUDE! THAT WAS AWESOME!" Jaune yelled as Pyrrha was just smirking.

"You really have never fired a gun before?" Jeremiah asked as he changed the magazine on his Colt AR-15.

"No, Dad didn't let us use guns, said the traditional sword and shield was enough." Jaune said as he was currently using a Remington Home Defense Model 870 shotgun.

"What the hell is he? A liberal?" Jeremiah said as he aimed and fired.

RATATATTAATATATATATATA

Meanwhile, the targets of Hitler, Bin Laden, and some lady wearing a red suit with a creepy snakelike smile on her face were getting full of lead.

Winter was finally able to walk around more and she was currently looking over to the amount of guns Jeremiah had brought with them. They had gone back to his house, and Winter had to admit, she was very impressed with his armory, but at the same time, she couldn't help but be concerned, it also didn't help that his dad was currently checking for bugs to make sure the NSA wasn't spying on them, because lord knows, once people know you're stockpiling guns, they all suddenly think you're a ticking time bomb.

"Come on Winter! Come and join us!" Jeremiah said as she had a hand to her chin.

"Excuse me! I have time to pick! Do you see how many you brought with?" She asked as she couldn't believe this all belonged to one person, this looked like enough weapons to start a militia.

"I got the perfect one for you." He said as he walked over to his truck.

"Why do you say that?" She asked as she was curious.

"Well, when I saw you fight, you seemed to kind of have an old fencing style, similar to Musketeers or something, or like something out of a Zorro movie." He said as he pulled out an old flintlock musket.

"Here we go! Our antique Charleville musket!" He said as he handed it to Winter.

"Wait, I read about the history of this world, how could you possibly afford this?" She asked as she knew this would be an expensive gun.

"I'm an American, I always have money for guns." He said as he put down his AR-15 and pulled out his favorite gun, The Winchester 1886.

"Why would a human being need this many guns?" She asked as she took aim with her musket.

"In case of the government turning on its own people...and because this shit is FUN!" He said as he fired off a few rounds.

"You Americans are crazy..." Winter said as she fired her weapon.

"But I will admit...this is fun." She said with a slight smirk.

"Oh trust me, we haven't even started yet...Jaune! PULL!" Jeremiah yelled as Jaune started throwing empty whiskey bottles into the air.

BOOM! BOOM! BOOM! BOOM! BOOM!

One by one, the bottles were struck by rifle bullets, as they fell down to the earth in pieces.

"Isn't that bad for the environment?" Pyrrha asked.

"It's okay, I know the owner, he sends out some kind of weird ass robot to clean the range." He said as Jaune looked confused.

"Weird ass robot?" He asked Jeremiah.

"Yeah, he built some sort of Giant roomba that goes onto the grass and cleans up brass, glass, bullets. It's cool, but weird." He said as Winter put down the musket.

"How about we make a bet?" She said as she picked up a sig sauer AR 15.

"What kind of bet? Jeremiah asked.

"If I can hit the most targets here, with three weapons of choice, you have to become a respectful gentleman for the rest of our stay here." Winter said as she was certain she wouldn't lose.

After all, she was trained by Atlas.

"And if I win?" Jeremiah crossed his arms.

"Then I will...act like a normal person." She said as his eyes grew wide.

"Does that mean, you have to act like the rest of us?" He asked as he was shaking with excitement.

"Yes..." She said as she was a little nervous but she was certain she would win.

"Deal!" He said as they picked their first two weapons.

Winter went wiith a 12 gauge shotgun and a M1917 Enfield. Jeremiah's first and second weapons were a Colt Model 601 and a Henry repeating rifle dubbed "Big boy."

"Shooters ready?" Pyrrha was acting as the referee.

"Ready." Winter said as she got ready to take aim at her first targets.

"Ready!" Jeremiah said as he had his targets in sight.

"FIRE!" Jaune and Pyrrha yelled as they opened fire.

Jeremiah took down his first targets easily, he usually went for the midsection, but to score higher points, he was also going for the head. He knew they couldn't actually destroy the targets, so they were using the point grading system that the local police academy used during training. He took out three targets with his Colt before he had to switch to his Big Boy. He looked over at Winter, and he wasn't shocked to see her doing so well, but he was shocked to see that she was keeping pace with him. He had been trained by his dad since he was about...well he was fairly certain he was born with a revolver in his hand, but that was besides the point. His dad was a former Air Force Captain, so he had been training him in firearms for as long as he could remember.

But Winter was keeping pace, and he was worried he would have to act like he had a stick up his ass for the rest of their stay.

"Not so confident now are you?" Winter smirked as she picked up her M1917.

"Won't be able to do much damage with that will you?" He said as he was still firing his repeating rifle.

"So you say." She said as she took aim.

BOOM!

Headshot!

BOOM! Headshot!

BOOM BOOM BOOM!

She had to reload a few times before she got her target exactly the way she wanted to.

Jeremiah took out his binoculars to discover that she had made a frowny face on her silhouette target.

"Shit, she's like Riggs in Lethal Weapon!" He said as he was referring to the original movies, not the remake.

Why would they remake Lethal Weapon? Why?!

Finally Winter picked up a Sig Sauer 1911. And she went up to her last targets.

"This is where you lose." She smirked and opened fire.

Jeremiah was slightly worried, meanwhile Jaune and Pyrrha were laughing. They knew what would happen if Jerry suddenly had to go all hoity toity, it wouldn't fit him, but it would be funny. Considering Winter tried to turn him into a high society person already, but that was met with resistance, this time, he would have to obey her, after all, for some reason they took gambling very seriously in this country, and Jeremiah had some strange sense of honor that wasn't found these days.

"Well, I believe you know what to do now?" Winter said as she motioned to her target full of bullet holes.

"Actually, I don't." He said as he smirked.

"Oh?" She said as he pointed to her weapons, and then his.

"You fired three, I have yet to fire more than two. So I still get to choose one more weapon." He said as she smirked.

"Go ahead and choose, it won't be enough." She said feeling a bit overconfident.

"Any weapon I want?" He asked as he crossed his arm.

"Any weapon." She said as he smiled a devilish smile and ran off.

"Aren't you worried?" Jaune asked as he saw the look in Jeremiah's eyes.

"I did my research, there is no weapon he could possibly pick that could beat me now, I simply got too many headshots for him to catch up." She said as she saw a man lining up multiple targets in a row.

"Why is he setting them all up in a line?" Pyrrha asked as she saw the guy get off the range.

"I don't know..." Winter said as they heard a noise.

KLICK KLICK KLICK.

"Whats that noise?" Winter asked as Jaune and Pyrrha's eyes went wide.

"HNNNGGHH." She heard Jeremiah straining.

"What did you-" Winter's jaw dropped as she turned around.

Only to see that Jeremiah had somehow managed to bring out a Howitzer from the Civil War.

"WHERE DID YOU GET THAT?!" She yelled as she was suddenly very worried.

"I'm a Civil War reenactor, I'm allowed to have this!" He said with a grin as he lined up the cannon.

"NOW HOLD ON! I DID NOT AGREE TO THIS!" Winter yelled as using a cannon was ridiculous.

"You said 'Any weapon' So ha ha! I am using this weapon!" He said as Jaune and Pyrrha were just amazed that he had a cannon.

"Seriously? Don't you need a permit for this?" Jaune asked as Jeremiah loaded the cannonball.

"Only if you do live fire." He said as Pyrrha spoke up.

"But you are doing live fire..." She said as Jeremiah nodded.

"Which is why as soon as we fire this thing, we have to get out of here." He said as he turned to the gun range instructor.

"Hey Bob! You know what to do after this right?!" He yelled out to his friend.

"Yeah, hide it, claim something went wrong, but no one was hurt...you realize Mr. Schnut next door is going to file a complaint right?" Bob said as Jeremiah growled.

"If that old bastard didn't want to hear gunfire, then he shouldn't have built his mansion next to a damn gun range!" He said as he lit the fuse.

"And this Winter...is where I win." He said as he covered his ears.

BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOM!

A loud boom sounded through the area, you could see the cannonball as it soared through the air, going through one target, and then another, and then another, basically eveyrthing it hit, it destroyed. And Winter realized there was no way she was wining this bet now. She had officially lost. It only got worse when she saw the cannonball explode.

"WHAT THE HELL?!" Jaune said as he didn't know Cannonballs could do that.

"Shit, I used the Carcass cannoball, damn I was saving that for fourth of july..." He said as those were not easy to come across.

WEEE WOOO WEE WOOOO

"We got to get out of here!" Pyrrha said as she was certain someone was going to call the cops.

"GET IN THE TRUCK! BOB! HIDE THE CANNON!" Jeremiah yelled as Bob was frantically trying to get the cannon back into storage.

"You know, you got to come and take this damn thing back to your house sometime!" Bob yelled as Jeremiah yelled back.

"I will! Just as soon as I make a place for it!" He said as they hadn't built the part of the armory yet to fit the cannon.

If he took it home now, it would either sit outside and rust, or he would have to take the gatling gun out, and there was no fucking way that was going to happen.

AN HOUR LATER

"Come on Winter!" Jeremiah said as the whole groups were sitting outside of a room.

"I don't want to!" She said from the other end of the door.

Here Atlas uniform was sitting on the table, Momma had gone out and bought her new clothes. Clothes that were more suitable for this world. Granted, Momma didn't know that they were from a different world. But that was besides the point.

"What did you do to my sister?" Weiss said as she could not believe her sister would take off uniform.

"I beat her in a shooting match." He said as Winter yelled.

"YOU USED A CANNON!" She yelled as Jeremiah was laughing.

"YOU SAID ANY WEAPON!" He laughed out.

"I DIDN'T MEAN A CANNON!" She yelled as Weiss was surprised.

"Wow, I don't think I have ever seen Winter this riled up." She said as she was not used to Winter raising her voice.

Except when their brother did something to piss her off, Winter and Whitely did not get along well. (1)

"Look Winter, it's not that big of a deal, you can't go around wearing that uniform all the time, besides, I'm sure whatever Momma bought you, you will look really beautiful in." Jeremiah was TRYING to be sweet, but he had very little experience with it.

"You suck at trying to butter people up." Winter said through the door.

"Look, I'm going to level with you here, this is the style here, you made a promise, now you have to keep it, besides, no one here is going to judge you for acting like a normal person, I mean heck, Weiss is wearing a shirt with a kitten on it." He said as Weiss blushed.

"I like kittens..." She said as she liked Kittens and puppies.

"Okay fine.." Winter said as they saw the doorknob turned.

Jeremiah's jaw dropped, and needless to say, Weiss was shocked, and everyone else was smiling. Winter had let her hair down, and needless to say, she did look really beautiful. She was wearing a simple long sleeved flannel shirt on top of a black undershirt, her breasts were decently covered, but showed some skin. Her uniform pants were replaced by jean shorts, not too short, but not too long. Her combat boots were replaced by regular socks and sneakers. Overall, she looked like the regular girls he saw running around, except he made sure that his Momma didn't buy her Uggs.

Not just because he didn't like them, but because he was sure Winter wouldn't like them.

"I feel exposed." She said as she had never worn clothing this short.

"Wow...you look...great." Jeremiah said as he was blushing a bit.

"I still don't know how to feel about this." She said as Jeremiah was resisting the urge to say something smart.

"I can see why I called you white haired boobie goddess when I was high." He said as she smacked him upside the head.

"Not funny!" She said as he grinned.

"But it took your mind off of the embarassment didn't it?" He asked as she suddenly realized something.

Her embarassment was quickly replaced by anger when he said something stupid.

"Did you really just say that to make me feel better?" She asked as he nodded.

"I know, its kind of weird isn't it? All I got to do is say something to make you angry, and you feel better." He said with a smile.

"...You're an idiot." She said as he smiled.

"But I'm your idiot." He said as Winter had to admit...he was charming in his own way.

"OH JUST KISS ALREADY!" Momma yelled as she saw the tension brewing.

"Woah! Mom! We're not doing that!" Jeremiah and Winter were both blushing at that.

"Oh come on! I can tell you two want to!" She said as they both looked at each other.

"Really?" They both said as they couldn't believe it.

"Now Dear, don't embarrass the poor boy, you can't just ask someone to kiss his girl in front of an audience." Dale said as Momma looked at him.

"You mean like the time we were drunk and ended up making out on stage..." She said as Dale chuckled.

"Hey! We were drunk! We had an excuse!" He said as Jeremiah yelled out.

"MA! PA! We don't need to hear the story of my conception!" He said as Winter was curious.

"Why were they on stage?" She asked as Jeremiah just ushered everyone out.

"You don't wanna know!" He said as that was not a story he wanted to tell.

They met at a bachelorette party...where his dad was the entertainment, it was embarrassing.

"By the way...we need to talk." Yang said as she looked serious.

"Yeah what is it?" He said as Ren handed him a dvd.

"We found this..." He said as Jeremiah froze at the title.

RWBY VOLUME 3.

"So...you found it..." He said as he knew this would come up.

"Why didn't you tell us?" Nora asked slightly hurt.

"Tell us what?" Pyrrha asked as Jeremiah flinched.

"Pyrrha...you may want to sit down for this..."

(1) Going off of Weiss saying that Whitely hates Winter in the show.