"DYNAMIC!" Jaune flew through the air with his leg extended, "ENTRY!" His foot connected with the door to Team RWBY's room.

"WHAT IN THE WORLD IS GOING ON?!" Weiss shrieked as the door flew out the window making a new hole in the process.

"Ah," Might Jaune deeply inhaled, "It is the frost of Winter that tests one youth to the fullest!"

"That made no sense," Captain Jaune entered behind him.

"Made about as much sense as this Christmas Special," DeadJaune came in third.

Team RWBY had to rub their eyes to make sure they were seeing what they were seeing. Especially when King Jaune entered the room.

"What's going on here?" Yang asked looking down from her bed.

"Isn't it obvious?" Captain Jaune asked, "It's your perfect Christmas present. A Jaune just for you."

"You've got to be kidding," Blake dropped the book in her hands.

DeadJaune pulled a ball-gag, a bag of brown powder, and a movie case with Pennywise on the cover, "Oh no, Sexy Kitty."

Blake's nose began to bleed profusely as she pulled DeadJaune into her bed. King Jaune knelt before Weiss and kissed her hand.

"My Lady," he bowed his head.

"Your grace," Weiss blushed, "Perhaps we should give them some privacy?"

"Or we could have some fun of our own," Yang lecherously smiled seeing the scar on Captain Jaune's chest from where his heart was ripped out.

"I do only have one day ashore," Captain Jaune pulled off his coat.

"This is getting really weird," Ruby hugged her pillow.

Might Jaune jumped into Ruby's bed and opened his jacket. He was so built, his pecks had pecks. Ruby dropped her pillow and began to drool.

"Hell yes," Ruby reached out to touch him.

"Wait a minute," Yang protested, "I am not about to let my little sister…"

"Can you please shut up?" Blake poker her head out from her covers with chocolate around her mouth, "You're ruining the mood."

"Yeah, we only have one day here and you guys wanna spend it arguing rather than having this Christmas Orgy?" DeadJaune jumped out of bed stark naked with the ball-gag around his neck, "They say Christmas is a time for giving. And I for one agree, it is a time to give…into your deepest lustful fantasies! Ruby, don't you want to grow out of your sister's shadow and become your own woman? Weiss, don't you want to break free from your father's iron grip? Yang, are you really going to pass up an opportunity with this scared and handsome man? Blake, well, I mean come on, Christmas Orgy? It's not the first one we've done."

Shrugging, King Jaune took off his shirt. He was as built as Might Jaune, but covering his entire chest were scars. Weiss used a glyph to bring the door back into the room and slam it back in place.

"That was interesting," Hunter Jaune tapped the door to JNPR's dorm.

"Hello?" Pyrrha opened the door and gasped.

"Hey you," Hunter Jaune smiled and pulled her into a kiss.

Jaune was shocked to say the least when he saw a second him right in front of him. But he also felt a ping of jealousy at the make-out session taking place right in front of him! Nora jumped up and cheered and pulled Jaune and Ren out of the room to give them their privacy.

"What the hell was that?!" Jaune was about to punch the door.

"That was a second you," Nora explained like it was the most normal thing in the world. "Wait if the devil you was here, who else is?"

Tendo walked through the forest hearing the snow crush under his heel. The cold doesn't bother the dead. He kept walking until he found a gravestone.

"Summer," Tendo sighed, "First Jaune now you?"

"Who are you?" The ghost of Summer appeared behind the gravestone.

"Oh right," Tendo walked over to the edge and looked over the landscape. "In my world the three of us are closer than siblings. Jaune sacrificed himself to save us, and I went on a little rampage."

"Revenge never solves anything," Summer floated next to Tendo.

"Yeah," Tendo chuckled, "I figured that out a little too late. After I flattened Vale into a crater…"

"Wow," Summer was impressed, "I'm alive, and you destroyed my home."

"You helped," Tendo looked at Summer.

"This multiverse thing is giving me a headache," Summer shook her head, "And I'm a ghost! But hey, it's Christmas, can you do me a favor?"

"Oh?" Tendo raised an eyebrow.

"Tell me about us," Summer smiled, "In your universe."

Tendo smiled and thought back to a time when Jaune was still alive, "Ok, so, it all started when Raven Branwen found us in a war-torn city…"

Cowboy Jaune took off his hat and held it in front of his chest. He used two knuckles to knock on Cinder's door. Cinder opened the door and immediately melted at the sight of the grizzled criminal.

"Howdy ma'am," Cowboy Jaune greeted.

"Oh hell yes!" Cinder pulled him by his collar into her room.

In a café in the middle of Vale, Savior Jaune was sitting by the window watching the snow fall down. He smiled at the waitress as she sat his food and coffee in front of him.

"Anything else?" Coco asked.

"No thanks," Savior Jaune shook his head scratching his beard, "Man, I need to shave this shit."

"No," Coco shook her head, "Keep it, it makes you look more rugged."

"Oh?" Savior Jaune smirked, "Then maybe I should."

Coco giggled before being called back, "Merry Christmas Jaune."

"Yeah," Savior Jaune nodded, "Merry Christmas."

As Coco departed, Savior Jaune bit into his food savoring every chew. He looked out the window and for the first time in forever he relaxed and simply watched the snow fall on a peaceful day.

In a pizza parlor staring at a hastily put up tree, a demon hunter was kicking back with a pizza on the table. He had a smirk on his face as the waitress he just charmed out of her shirt walked toward him with a sway in her hips.

Miles outside the city was a parked RV. Sitting outside said RV was Heisenberg. He watched the snow fall wrapped in his winter jacket with a bag of Funoions in his hands. He smiled when he read the paper and saw what a hero Ruby was in this universe rather than his own.

"It's peaceful here isn't it?" Kurama asked Jaune as they sat on a rooftop.

"Yeah," Jaune leaned back with his sleeve flapping in the wind, "The Grimm are a real problem here, but not for long. Least, I hope not."

"Now's not the time to worry about that," Kurama shoved him, "It's time for Christmas cheer."

"You're right!" Jaune jumped off the roof and began playing with the children at the local orphanage.

"Seems like love is in the air," JauneSing sat in his throne on top of Beacon tower looking over the restored Vale.

"Maybe this should've been saved for Valentine's Day," HellsArc was sitting in his own throne next to him, "Although it is going a lot better then the last Christmas I had."

"Oh?" JauneSing was interested, "And what happened last Christmas?"

"I shot Santa," HellsArc shrugged.

"Why would you shoot Father Christmas?" JauneSing asked.

"He startled me," HellsArc shrugged.

"He startled you?" JauneSing asked.

"He. Startled. Me." HellsArc repeated.

"I'm almost afraid to know what happens next," JauneSing sighed.

"Well next I had the huntress secure the sleigh," HellsArc continued his story, "One of the reindeer died but beggars can't be choosers. All the while, Glynda was riding me about "Other options."

"There probably was a lot of options," JauneSing shrugged.

"You sound just like Glynda," HellsArc shook his head, "Neither one of you will let me have my Nightmare Before Christmas moment."

JauneSing knew he was going to regret this, "And what pray tell is "Nightmare Before Christmas?"

HellsArc was stunned beyond words, "I'm just going to ignore that comment. But anyway I got bored after Patch and ditched the sleigh and went for a lovely Moonlit Walk."

"You went through all of that planning just to wonder off?" JauneSing asked.

"I didn't plan any of that!" HellsArc gasped at the insinuation.

"Right," JauneSing smiled, "Santa just happened to land at the Goodwitch Compound, where you just happened to be awake with your gun at that EXACT moment."

"Yep!" HellsArc nodded.

"I would've turned him," JauneSing shrugged.

"What?" HellsArc was surprised.

"Here I thought you were all about doing crazy shit," JauneSing shook his head, "You completely missed out on Vampire Santa!"

"He was married to Mrs. Claus!" HellsArc objected.

"What does marriage have to do with sex?" JauneSing asked.

HellsArc nearly chocked on his drink, "Oh I think I'm starting to like you."

They clinked their drinks together.

"Merry Christmas Joan of Arc," HellsArc smiled.

"Merry Christmas you Crimson Fuck Mothering Vampire," JauneSing smiled.

"Damn right," HellsArc and JauneSing drank their drinks.

In a dimly lit theater, Mr. WarThunder sat with his chili-cheese dog and fries, an eggnog milkshake, and smiled at the Christmas tree on screen. Mrs. WarThunder joined him and lay her head on his shoulder. They both giggled at the sight of Baby WarThunder trying to grab the lights.

"To another perfect year," Mr. WarThunder raised his shake.

"And to our many followers who stuck by while we took our sweet ass time getting these stories out to you," Mrs. WarThunder raised her shake.

"From the WarThunder Family to yours," they spoke simultaneously, "Have a Merry Christmas and a Happy New Year."