A/N: Wow, so, insomnia's fun. Enjoy.


"So, you're not going home for the break either?"

Jaune turned from where he was sitting, spotting Blake leaning against the door frame to Team JNPR's room. Pushing the seat so that he could look at her more comfortably, Jaune shook his head, holding up the latest book from Ozpin's collection of alchemy sources.

"Not really. I talked with my dad and he said he didn't mind me staying out. Said something about how I needed to experience the world as much as possible before I shut myself in my roof again forever." Jaune laughed at the end, knowing that his dad was just joking.

"I'm guessing that he knows you'll do that from previous experience." Blake smirked, straightening up and walking towards Jaune, who gestured to the empty seat next to him. Blake quickly took the seat, settling down in it. Jaune shut the book he was working on, Speculations on Alchemy, and set it aside. Not because he wanted to hide it like before, but because he was done with it for the day.

"I've given him a hint or two." Jaune said, shrugging. "I may or may not have locked myself in my room for a week before. Maybe." Blake laughed at that, shaking her head.

"Wow. And they say I'm the anti-social one."

"Hey, I'm getting better." Jaune defended, pouting. "Besides, there wasn't much to do back home anyways. And my sisters, ugh, my sisters." Jaune rolled his eyes. "I love them all, but having seven sisters who constantly worry about you is so distracting."

Blake smiled softly at him. "I wouldn't know." Jaune opened his mouth, then closed it again, wincing. Before he could apologize though, Blake continued to talk, determined not to bring up the painful past again. After all, they had already spoke enough about her before as it was.

"So no friends back home then?" Jaune shook his head at the question.

"Not really. We lived pretty far away from most people, and I wasn't much of a person to wander outside of the Arc residence anyways." Jaune shrugged. "I mean, there wasn't a need to. I had everything I wanted at home, and if I needed company, one of my sisters would force themselves into my room, dragging me outside." Jaune frowned at a memory a few years back. "Sometimes literally."

Blake raised an eyebrow. "Literally?" Jaune nodded his head.

"Yes. Even with my transmuting my door into a solid wall, they always found a way." Jaune gave a laugh, able to remember the time much more fondly than he had when he suffered it during the moment. "They really cared about me." Jaune said softly, making Blake smile.

"Well, it's nice knowing that you had people that supported you." There was no bitterness in her voice, only a warmth that she wanted to convey to him, let him know that she truly was happy for him. Sure, she was an orphan, but she had made her peace with the fact a long time ago. Jaune seemed to get the message, nodding.

"Jauney~" Yang almost floated through the door, smiling wickedly at him. "Guess who I just met on Beacon grounds?" Jaune stared flatly at her.

"Someone willing to fix your dreadful sense of humor?" He stated dryly, causing Blake to snicker behind a hand.

"Ha ha, no." Yang glared at him and Blake, reminding herself that she had let the two of them be too comfortable around her. Grinning, she decided now was the best time to mess with them.

"Well, whatever. I'll just leave it as a surprise for now. I'm sure you're way too busy with your girlfriend right now anyways." Yang stood there, as if waiting for a reply. Jaune blinked at her, confused. After all, Jaune and Blake had quickly shut down this teasing talk of girlfriend and boyfriend weeks ago, so he wasn't entirely sure why she was doing it now, until he heard a shrill shriek down the hallway.

"No. WAY!" Jaune suddenly felt the need to barricade the door in front of him, hands raised to create a transmutation circle, before remembering that one of his limbs had been neatly lopped off a few days ago. "Ah, milk and cookies." He cursed, making Blake raise an eyebrow on his choice of curses.

A streak of blonde hair moving almost as fast as Ruby would zoomed past the grinning Yang, tackling Jaune backwards, causing him to yelp in pain as his back hit the table edge. Blake gawked at the scene, surprised to see a female version of Jaune hugging him.

"Man, it's been a while little bro!" The girl grinned. "You never seem to call! And what's this about having a girlfriend? You leave us for a few months and you're shacking up with girls without our permission?" The girl shook her head firmly. "Not on my watch you aren't."

Jaune groaned in pain, blinking blearily as he tried to focus on talking with his older sister.

"Pazi, next time, could you please ram me into the desk a little harder? I don't think you dislocated my spine this time." The girl rolled her eyes at Jaune's sarcasm, deciding to teach him a lesson by slamming him into the edge of the desk again, harder.

"Gah! Ouch! Pazi, I wasn't being serious!" Jaune tried to wrestle out of her grasp before he actually lost the feeling in his legs from another brutal attack. Pazi rolled her eyes, placing the briefcase that she had been carrying around, and stepping back and releasing the boy.

"Sheesh, you're such a wimp. It's not like it'll actually do anything besides hurt your aura a little." Jaune rubbed his back in pain, not bothering to tell her that the blunt trauma still hurt like a bitch though. With all of the greetings finally over, Pazi gave the boy a quick once-over, frowning at his missing limb.

"You seem a little lopsided right now." She commented lightly, stroking her chin.

"Wow, you think?" Jaune snarked, casting her a guarded look as she raised a displeased eyebrow.

"You know, I thought for sure that I trained the smart-ass out of you. Looks like not being near me is enough for you to get it back, huh?" The woman muttered, "Guess we'll make reattachment a little more painful than usual."

Jaune's face grew white, having heard what she had said. "S-sorry Pazi."

"That's better." The mechanic nodded approvingly, crossing her arms. "Alright now. Let's get this over with. Where's that arm?" Jaune paled a little further.

"You want to do this now?" He said, reluctance creeping into his voice. Pazi once again raised an eyebrow.

"Well the sooner we do it, the sooner we'll be able to spend the rest of the day, ah, bonding." The platinum blonde girl nodded, happy with the word that she used. Jaune, not so much.

"A-actually, I haven't really have lunch yet, and I was planning on getting some. And then I've got, uh, stuff to take care of." Jaune said vaguely, casting a pleading look towards Blake, whose ears flicked in amusement. Other than that though, Blake made no move to really give out a helping hand.

Traitor, Jaune's eyes seemed to speak, something that Blake casually ignored, before Pazi caught what was happening and decided to turn her attentions onto the cat faunus.

"And who are you, seeing as how Jaune hasn't been polite enough to introduce you?" The blonde woman stuck out a hand, smiling. "I'm Pazi, third oldest sister of the Arc family." Blake took her cue and shook Pazi's hand, wincing at the superhuman strength that the mechanic seemed to possess.

"Blake Belladonna. I'm a friends of Jaune's." Blake said, schooling herself not to wince as they pulled their hands back, although she did clench and unclench her fist a few times to get the blood flowing in it again. Pazi nodded, and did that thing where an older sibling profiled a younger sibling's friends with laser precision, before nodding in approval.

Blake felt as if she had won something, but lost something else to get there.

"Well, it's good to know that he actually has made friends. Saves me the trouble of arranging another play date for him when he comes back home." Jaune gave an indignant squawk, but was quickly silenced by a look from his sister.

Finally the woman sighed, gesturing Jaune to come closer. "Come on you. Let's get that thing reattached." Jaune nodded meekly and followed her to the door, which slid open to reveal a mass of bodies toppling on top of each other. Pazi jumped back in surprise, while Jaune simply held his head in his hands, not wanting to look at the mess.

"Uh. So. This isn't what it looks like?" Yang laughed nervously, looking back and forth between the two siblings. Pazi raised an eyebrow, crossing her arms. Ruby put an end to any stalling by untangling herself, jumping up onto her feet and smiling.

"Hello! I'm Ruby, Jaune's friend! You must be his sister!" Ruby held out her hand eagerly. The blonde woman took Ruby's hand firmly, giving it a shake.

"Pazi Arc. Yes. There's a lot of people here interested in you, isn't there little brother?" Jaune started to protest, before the other five lying on the floor found their footing and stood up, brushing themselves off. He decided that it wasn't worth the trouble.

"Now, is there a reason why you all were trying to listen in on a private conversation?" Pazi crossed her arms again, looking every bit like a stern older sister. The group in front of her looked away and mumbled a few things, excuses and the like that only made them seem guiltier. Ruby, once again, was the person to step forward in all of this.

"We wanna see you put Jaune back together!" Ruby almost vibrated in excitement, really looking forward it. Pazi on the other hand, shook her head, frowning.

"I'm not so sure about that. It's not all that interesting, and I'm sure Jaune wouldn't want you guys to see him—" Eyes widening, Pazi glanced over at Jaune, who had a horrified expression, knowing exactly what she wanted to do. Before Jaune could even whimper the word no, Pazi turned back around, smiling. Grabbing her suitcase, Pazi turned to Jaune's friends.

"Actually, that would be a wonderful idea. Follow me." Pazi tugged on Jaune, causing him to stumble after her.

"P-Pazi, let's talk about this—" Jaune tried begging and pleading, but Pazi didn't want to hear any of it, continuing to pull on him. Resigned to his fate, Jaune shuffled along, dreading the moment Pazi would reattach his arm.

Finally, with a few questions about where the nearest workshop was located, Pazi plopped Jaune down onto a chair before turning around and rummaging around the place, looking for a few suitable tools to work with.

"Now this is state of the art right here." Pazi picked up a strange contraption and pressed a button, causing it to wail as if being attacked. Jaune clutched the chair he was sitting on tightly, not looking forward to this at all. It took another few minutes before Pazi was done finding tools to mess with, and opened up the briefcase that she had been carrying around with her.

"So, uh, is it just going to be you coming to visit today?" Jaune asked nervously, desperate to try and find something to distract himself with. Pazi nodded her head absentmindedly, picking up something sharp, as well as hauling out sheets of metal that had the same shine to them as his automail arm, which Blake had helpfully carried along with her.

"Yeah. The rest of the family decided now would be a good time to visit Mistral. Oh, Mika says hi, by the way." Jaune nodded, smiling briefly at the mention of his eldest sister.

"How's she doing?"

"Mika?" Pazi scoffed, rolling her eyes. "Same as she always is. Making trouble for the Grimm and playing pranks on anyone that she sets her eyes on. I swear it's like she's the youngest out of all of us." Pazi muttered the last part, before frowning at Jaune, who had obediently taken off his shirt, revealing his lean torso and stump arm, wires poking out. Pazi let out an aggravated noise, clutching the wires and tugging on them slightly, making Jaune yelp out in pain.

"How many times have I told you that you should always bundle your wires carefully if your arm gets detached?" Pazi scolded him, making sure to accentuate the lecture by pulling on the wires again.

"Ow, you said it like, twice!" Jaune winced as her fingers tightened on the wires again. "Besides, I never thought I was going to ever need to bundle up the wires." His sister stared at him with a flat look, before shaking her head.

"Well, this certainly proved you wrong, didn't it?" Jaune didn't answer back, knowing full well she wasn't expecting an answer. Another sigh escaped Pazi's lips.

"Whatever," She said, gesturing Blake to hand her the metal limb. "I had plans to modify this thing anyways. I'm sure you might have thought of something too, seeing as how you've finally been in a fight with someone other than dad." Jaune nodded, already having a few ideas that he wanted to bounce off of her. Pazi nodded, then reached up and forced her hand into his eye socket, making him yelp as she pulled it out. Ignoring the shocked yells behind her as Weiss and Pyrrha turned away from the scene, Pazi examined the eye, which seemed to flicker in annoyance.

"You know, you could've at least warned me before you did that."

"I know." Pazi said with a hint of smug satisfaction. "We should update your eye too. Don't want you having anymore outdated material in your head than you already have." Jaune rolled his, well, eye, but didn't object.

"Alright. I think I can work with this." Pazi said simply, before looking up with a vicious grin. "You ready?" Jaune quickly shook his head, something that she completely ignored as she started her first round of repairs.

Jaune's group of friends, who had initially been there to support him and to see what reattaching the arm would be like, quickly exited the workshop, eager to wipe the image of Pazi chuckling lowly as she went to work on her little brother.

They had enough nightmares as it was.