"Why did Nora tell me to come here?" Jaune asked walking down the snow covered street. "I'm gonna miss the New Year Party."
"I told her to send you here." Mr. WarThunder twirled a Camacho Cigar with his fingers.
"What do you mean?" Jaune asked, "And how do you know Nora?"
"That'll take too long to explain," Mr. WarThunder took a drag from his cigar, "But long story short: each theater in there has a New Year's Day present in there for you."
"Why not put them all in one theater?" Jaune asked.
"And ruin the fun?" Mr. WarThunder smiled, "Also, I got a lot of shit for this. Because APPARENTLY I left you out of the Christmas fun. Like I didn't have a fucking plan for you."
"What?" Jaune was a little concerned.
"Just go inside." Mr. WarThunder gestured to the theater. A beautiful woman took his hand with a baby wrapped in a blanket in her arms.
"Have a Happy New Year." Mrs. WarThunder winked and they began down the road.
"Yeah," Jaune turned around but the family was gone, "Happy New Year…"
He shrugged and stepped inside the theater lobby. He looked around but didn't see anybody behind the counter. He looked down the hallway and saw the neon light for theater one lit up, but the rest were dimmed out. Shrugging again he decided to go in, once he opened the door he was blinded by a bright light.
When he got his vision back he was greeted with a sight he only thought about in the deepest repressed perverted parts of his mind. He was in a motel room, the only light being made was by candle light, and posing on the bed in transparent red and gold lingerie was Pyrrha Nikos.
"Oh my god…" Jaune gaped as he dropped the car keys in his hand. He looked down and saw he still had his hoodie, but he was wearing a brown leather jacket, "P-Pyrrha? W-What is this?"
"The tradition is that people kiss at the stroke of midnight." Pyrrha seductively sighed and played with a strap on her shoulder, "I was thinking of something more steamy."
"This can't be happening…" Jaune stared at her perfectly toned body through the See-through material.
"You say that every time." Pyrrha pulled him into the bed.
This had to be a dream, Jaune had to be dreaming, this wasn't real. But everything that was happening was telling him otherwise. The heat of her lips, the firmness of her chest, and the nirvana he felt when he was inside her. He did his damnedest to keep up with the Champion. But she was a champion for a reason, and the fact that Jaune could walk after the solid hour they spent together was a miracle. He practically fell back into the theater hall when he opened the hotel's door. He looked up and saw the neon two light up.
"Oh…" he saw the multiple theaters further down the hall, "Best. New Year's Day ever." He saw a statue of a dog with a note in the collar: "Boop the snoot for rejuvenation."
Shrugging, today was already something he wasn't expecting. So he booped it with his index finger and suddenly he felt all of his energy return. With newfound confidence and energy, Jaune swaggered into theater two. The same blinding light hit him and he was in a dojo?
"HELLO!" He saw a familiar boot flying right at him, "JAUNE!" Ruby's boot connected to his face.
"Nope," Jaune groaned on the floor, "Definitely not dreaming…" with reflexes he didn't know he had, he jumped right back to his feet. He was shocked at his own actions, but not as shocked as Ruby in front of him.
"Are you okay Jaune?" She asked.
"Yeah." There wasn't even a bruise, in fact the pain had already started to fade, "I'm doing just fine Ruby! How are you?"
Ruby beamed, "I am great Jaune! What do you say we break in the new year with a sparring match?"
Jaune smirked hoping this would play out like the first theater, "How about something more personal? More close quarters?"
Ruby ducked low and swept Jaune's feet. While flat on his back, Ruby quickly straddled him, "I thought you'd never ask."
Jaune couldn't believe this was gonna happen a second time in the same night! Ruby began to undress, at first he was focused on her black and red bra and panties. Until he noticed horrible scaring on her calf and forearm. She turned around to undo her bra this time he saw surgical scars across her spine.
"Ruby…" Jaune gasped, "What happened to you?"
Ruby chuckled lightly, "I wish I could put it behind me that easily. Talking is supposed to help." she kept her bra on and turned to face him. "Want the long story or the short one?"
Jaune sat up and took her hand, "Everything."
Ruby took a deep breath and nodded, "Two years ago during the Vytal Festival. I was in the paired rounds and my opponent had a semblance that could manipulate sand. I was able to use my speed to get past his sand shield, but he encased himself in sand armor just in case the shield fell."
"What happened then?" Jaune asked.
Ruby smiled once again, "I got him into the air. I opened the Gate of Closing and was kicking him up, down, left, right, and reappearing right in front of him to continue the process!" Ruby's smile faded, "My final attack sent him into the ground, but the gourd he carried his sand in broke his fall. My body was too fatigued, his sand wrapped around my arm and leg…he would have finished me if not for you."
"Me?" Jaune asked.
Ruby nodded, "Right before his sand wrapped around me, you jumped in and knocked all the sand away. He asked why you would save a failure and you responded with: "She's precious to me." My feelings for you where planted then. But they didn't blossom until the day of my surgery. You see, some fragments of bone made it into my spinal cord. The doctors said I should give up my dream of being a huntress."
Jaune scoffed, "Well that was never gonna happen."
Ruby smiled, "It almost did. There was a high possibility of me dying on the operating table. Then one night you came to me: "You've worked hard Ruby. There's no doubt in my mind the surgery will be a success. You have the power to shape your own destiny, and on the one-in-one million chance something should happen to go wrong. Then I will die right along with you. Since the day I met you, I gave my word that I would make you the bestest huntress the world has ever seen. You and I are too alike, we can't survive without our word to guide us."
Ruby began tearing up, Jaune's answer was to connect his lips to hers. She wrapped her arms around his neck and deepened the kiss.
"I love you Jaune." Ruby moaned.
"I love you Ruby." Jaune pulled her close.
His Ruby was downright adorable, but this Ruby was ripped. He could sharpen Crocea Mors on those puppies. The love making they shared was different, not to say Jaune didn't enjoy it. For lack of a better word, it was more gentle, and he could still walk once they were finished. Once he stepped back into the theater hall, he looked at the neon three. He was morbidly curious as to what would happen next. He looked at the exit, he didn't think his heart could take another one like that. But the brain in his pants over powered the one in his head as he booped the dog statue and went into theater three.
This time he was on a ship at sea.
"I've been waiting for you," Yang winked stepping into the captain's quarters.
This felt familiar, Yang did not waste anytime getting what she wanted. She threw Jaune on the bed and jumped on him. Yang was hot, in more ways then one. Heat was radiating off her like a sun. Her hair was glowing, her eyes were red, and he took in every curve of her voluptuous body. If she wasn't wasting any time, neither was he. She took the lead, he was sitting up, and she was on his lap. Every part of her was warm, his toes were curling the second he was inside her. Yang was wild, every moved she made was so full of passion and fire Jaune was screaming her name. Once again Jaune found himself limping back into the hallway with the biggest shit eating grin his face could manage.
"Who's next?" Jaune booped the dog, "Weiss or Blake?"
The next theater sign to light up was nineteen? That was a bit of a leap. But shrugging Jaune was in an apartment where Blake was sitting on the counter waiting for him.
"Sorry I'm late." Jaune had to think of an excuse, "I was rounding up all the gluten in the world so it can't not hurt us anymore."
"Kiss me like you miss me Jaune." Blake jumped in his arms and wrapped her legs around his waist.
What could only be described as a movie montage. Jaune and Blake shared a wonderful three hours together. Until Blake had a strap-on and went exploring where the sun doesn't shine. He can't really say he got his revenge, but he was able to do the same to her. The Legends of the Bellabooty were true. As were the rumors of Blake secretly being a kinky sex fiend were also confirmed. After a long and experimental love session later, Jaune limped out of the theater. Only he'd prefer when he Yang and Pyrrha made him limp. Although, in the darker recesses of his mind, he had to admit that he wouldn't mind coming back again.
He looked at the next theater, seven. Now we're going back again? At this point Jaune really didn't care at the moment. He was on a ranch now?
"I tell you what woman," Mercury yelled, "Was a damn sight more peaceful 'round here before you came back!"
"It's walk or work old man!" Cinder yelled at him.
"I got lumbago." Mercury complained.
Cinder scoffed, "You'll have more then that in a minute!" She hit him with the broom.
"Jaune!" Mercury looked at him, "Tell her about my health!"
"Do what the lady says!" Jaune sighed.
"I worked my fingers to the bone building this place." Mercury grumbled, "Cinder Fall."
"Arc!" Cinder yelled, "Cinder Arc! Mrs. Arc to you!"
"Mrs. Arc to you!" Mercury mocked.
Jaune went chasing after Cinder.
"Why you let him stay?" Cinder asked.
Come on Jaune, you used to be in theater, play the part, "He's actually been pretty useful. In a useless sort of way."
"Who's that?" Cinder watched a wagon approach.
"No idea." Jaune watched the wagon come closer.
"Friend or foe?" Cinder asked.
"We'll soon find out." Jaune saw his gun on his hip. "It's the Getty's Boys."
"From Pronghorn Ranch?" Cinder asked.
"Yeah," Jaune nodded.
"Mr. Marston!" The young one yelled, "Mr. Marston!"
"Duncan!" Jaune knew his name for some reason.
"Sir!" The young one jumped off and shook his hand, "Ma found some old furniture in the attic. Pa thought maybe you folks would want it. As a housewarming present you know? They send their regards."
"How kind they are!" Cinder smiled, "Tell your ma and pa we're very touched!"
"Where would you like the furniture?" Duncan asked.
"Just over here," Jaune pointed to a spot in front of the house, "Then we can arrange. This is real kind of y'all."
"You saved the ranch." Duncan began unloading furniture, "Pa said this was the least he could do."
"That's everything." Duncan said when they were finished.
"Send your Pa my best regards." Jaune shook their hands, "Tell him he's got friends for life from me and my family."
"Bye sir," Duncan said as he departed, "Ma'am."
"I can't believe this…" Cinder gaped, "It's so kind."
"Sure." Jaune agreed, "But there's still some more things we need to get."
"How about we take a ride into town?" Cinder asked, "It's been ages since we spent any time together."
She didn't know the half of it, "It has. Let's get the wagon."
"I feel like we ain't done nothing like this since…since…"
"Since forever?"
"Maybe not forever but a long time."
"We ain't had the time you know? We've both been working…hard."
"Now we got something to show for it. The ranch, this life…it's so nice Jaune."
"I hope it'll only get nicer." Jaune got on the wagon and extended his hand, "May I help you my lady?"
Cinder giggled, "Oh Jaune."
Once they got into town Jaune took her to a portrait studio, then a movie. As the sun was setting, Jaune took her to a boat and they rowed to the middle of the lake. It would be more romantic if it was their boat…
"Cinder." A force took over Jaune's movements. "Will you marry me?"
"Get up." Cinder scoffed, "I am married to you."
"No." Jaune shook his head, "I mean proper. In front of God."
Cinder was stunned, "You serious?"
Jaune reached into his pocket, "I got this ring. I've had it for a long time. Take it." He slipped the ring on her finger.
"You serious?" Cinder gasped again.
"It would make me very happy." Jaune stuttered.
"We've lived a lot of lives." Cinder explained.
"Let's just live this one from now on." Jaune said, "You, me, and Ember. A family by law."
"Jaune I…" Cinder was speechless, "I never… I didn't know it mattered to you."
"It didn't." Jaune admitted, "But now it does. If you think this is dumb. I'm sorry."
"Shut up you silly man and kiss me." Cinder had him right then and there on their stolen boat. Jaune woke up in the theater hall. He smiled, that was the more romantic ones. He looked at the next one labeled: "Eight and Eleven."
He saw one theater after this one, "Almost over. I wonder what's gonna happen."
He stepped inside and saw two Weisses. As dense as he was, considering the day he was having, he could take a wild guess as to what was going to happen next.
"Jaune." Weiss was dressed in her usual outfit.
"My King." The second Weiss had a fur cloak around her body.
"Normally we would say the best is for last." Weiss explained.
"But we think you'll appreciate this one." Lady Weiss removed her cloak revealing her perfect petite body.
"There's not going to be a little scene like the others?" Jaune asked.
"Do you really care?" Weiss took off her jacket.
Once he saw two naked Weisses standing in front of him, all the blood left his brain and went directly into his crotch. He didn't say anything as they led him to the bed. They took turns with their handsome knight. Until one got the insidious idea for one to sit on his crotch and the other on his face. That didn't send him over the edge yet, but the image that he could see of them making out on top of him did.
Rather than stepping out alone, both Weisses escorted him to the final theater. Where Yang was missing an arm, but it was replaced by a haunting red aura.
"Took your sweet time didn't you master?" Yang smirked.
Still exhausted from his most recent adventure he looked up with a smile, "Normally that's a good thing isn't it?"
Yang revealed her fangs with a predatory grin, "We'll see how long that lasts. Grab the dog, you're gonna need it."
He grabbed the dog and walked in the theater. This time he was in a high class hotel. The penthouse took up the entire top floor of the hotel.
"Oh Jaune," a voice sing-songed.
Jaune looked around and realized he was still holding the dog statue. He walked into the room and dropped the dog. On the king sized bed each woman he was just with.
"The best for last?" Jaune asked with his nose leaking out every ounce of blood he had.
"You know it." Vampire Yang lifted him up and brought him to bed.
"Prepare for the best time of your life." This Pyrrha had a robotic arm from her shoulder down.
And she was right, it was the greatest moment of his entire life. He had no idea when he ended up back in his dorm room at Beacon.
"Aw man." Jaune whined, "I knew it was too good to be true."
He got up and was about to get dressed when he saw a note with a gift on his nightstand. He opened it and: "Happy New Year. Hope to see you again. ;)"
He opened the box and saw a various collection of panties. He knew just by looking at them which panties were who's. He slid them under his bed and wondered to himself. Can that work in the real world? No way to know unless he'd try…this new year was going to be so much fun.