First: thank you all for the reviews. I can tell that I've attracted the right crowd because a lot of you seem to be able to predict the future of this fic.
Now, without further ado, let's get it on!
In this chapter: we get a look at the rest of the Arcs. Please note that when this chapter was written we did not know the names of all the sisters so I came up with some names - that means no Saphron. Now they are all named after minerals (with a bit of tweaking) so they do not follow the standard color-naming tradition of Remnant. As for Jaune's dad's name: I thought it felt fatherly. I named his wife after I had named him because of things long gone.
We also see what a dead Primarch's soul can do to a man. The mystery of Jaune transcripts deepens and Ozpin gets worried.
Also: CFVY! Hooray!
And a very important detail (in my mind): I made Jaune's family a loving one. They don't have any faith in him but they do care for him and want him to be safe and as happy as can be. Had I written this chapter in a more sour mood I would have downright slandered them for parental neglect and such. Oh well, maybe in the next fic.
Desmine Arc picked up the morning paper. It was not really her turn of the week to do so but since her brother Jaune was currently skipping his turn someone had to pick up the slack. Oh well, soon he would be back and everything would go back to normal.
She looked through the paper on her way back to the house. She started from the back of the paper where the funnies were and worked her way to the front. There was a bit on the weather, some local sports, some politics and a bit about Pyrrha Nikos attending Beacon. She was apparently on the same team as Jaune…. Hang on a minute.
Desmine's uncaffeinated brain stopped working for a moment. What had she just read? She double checked. She muttered the words to herself.
"... Pyrrah Nikos, four time champion of the Mistral Tournament… to attend Beacon Academy… alongside her team JNPR… under the leadership of Jaune Arc…"
Desmine stopped outside the door and took of her glasses. She must have forgotten to rub the sleep from her eyes this morning. After almost squeezing her eyeballs out off their sockets she looked back at the text. It still said Jaune was team leader and there was even a quote.
"... was made leader of his team for demonstrating leadership skills on the field..." said the quote from the deputy schoolmistress.
"Hey sis, is something the matter?" asked Rosinca Arc and opened the door for her younger sister. Usually the newspaper would have been in their father's hand by now.
"Jaune. Beacon" was all Desmine could say. Her face was pale.
"Has something happened to Jaune. Did- did he die?"
"No." Desmine turned the paper around, showing a picture. Jaune's face was not in focus, but that of Pyrrha Nikos. Still the sister recognized her brothers face.
"Where is the paper? I want to know what weather to expect before I go and pick up Jaune today." said the family patriarch from the kitchen.
Augustus Arc always checked the weather in the morning paper before he set out for the day. The paper eventually reached his hand, the dreaded page open.
"Ah, the list of accepted to Beacon. Don't tell me you actually believed that he would manage to get in."
As he sipped his coffee his eyes fell on the picture. His daughters were barely able to pull the paper away before it was covered in a shover of coffee by their father. The rest of the household stared at him.
"He got in?" Augustus bellowed as he tore the paper back.
"Holy shit!"
"That's not all dad." Desmine said and pointed. "Look who is on his team, frickin Pyrrha Nikos! Pyrrha Nikos, dammit! I'm sure he is embarrassing the entire family in front of her as we speak!"
"That's not the worst part." Rosinca interjected.
"They decided to make Jaune team leader. Jaune as team leader! Have they gone mad?"
The female part of the family gathered around the paper, trying to pick out any and all details. Augustus has fallen back into his chair. He was almost speechless.
"How?" he kept repeating to himself. "How?"
The woman of the house, Livia Arc, however kept more level head than her husband and daughters.
"No, no, no, this won't do." she said quietly.
"Did I not teach him to wash his face before getting his picture taken? He looks like he has used his face as a plow."
She seemed to almost disregard what had her children worked up.
"Mom, now is not the time for that. He got in. He team leader. Pyrrha Nikos." said Morganite, not even able to form coherent sentences anymore.
"Yes, I know dear. You have all made that very clear."
"But Jaune. Nikos-"
"Abundantly clear." Livia said with her voice raised.
The girls backed away. An angry Augustus Arc was something to be worried about. An angry Livia Arc was to be feared.
With a stern look Livia directed them all back to their seats. Order returned to the dining hall. Normally Livia would let her husband take care of these matters but seeing as Augustus was making his best impression of a broken record player Livia took the reins.
"Now then, let's surmise: Jaune has been accepted into Beacon Academy, the finest Huntsman Academy there is, despite forging his transcripts. He has been made team leader of a team that seems to be made up of very fine people."
"One of whom happens to be a celebrity." said Thulite but shut up after a disapproving look from her mother.
With a sigh Livia folded and put down the paper on the table.
"So what? So what if she is a celebrity? Since when have I or Augustus raised you to care about such things? I am quite certain that I thought you all not to have assumption of people. You are to judge a person by the content of their character, not hearsay. She is on the same team as Jaune and he happens to be team leader, and that's it. Now all of you eat your breakfast while I reboot your father."
Normally she would have poured a glass of ice cold water over Augustus' head in order to snap his out off a funk but that would ruin his good shirt. Instead she smacked him in the face with the newspaper.
He and she would just have to face the fact that their son was now attending Beacon despite their wishes that he wouldn't.
As Livia watched her husband regain his mental faculties she wondered how Jaune was taking all this. He had gone from their little village to the great, wide world. It must have been overwhelming for him.
'Maybe I should ask his cousins to keep an eye out for him? No, best not to get any of their ilk involved. The less they have to do with this part of the family, the better.'
Livia could still remember what trouble that part of her family, not the Arcs', has caused. The two girls may not be the worst but they aren't necessarily good either.
She decided to send Jaune a picture of the whole family with their collective congratulations. He had set his foot out into the big world and they couldn't stop him anymore. But they will let him know that he will always be welcome back home.
Jaune dreamt that night. It was a terrible dream.
'Remember' it began with a voice that was not a voice.
He was making his way through a ship. 'The Vengeful Spirit' was its name.
He was searching for something, no, someone.
The scene changed. Now he was hurt, dying, and all he could see was someone standing above him, wielding a massive maze in his one hand, a terrible claw on the other. The smirk on the man's face practically screamed evil. Who was he, why had he done this to Jaune?
'Brother. Horus' said the non-voice as the dream faded away. The words lingered in his mind.
'Horus. Brother. Horus. Brother.'
The scene went dark. Jaune was dead.
"Brother!" shouted Jaune as he woke up.
He was covered in sweat and his heart felt like a drum in his chest. He held his hand to his side like he was wounded. He looked around. Gone were the corridors, gone was the face looking down at him. He was in his dorm and it was just a few minutes before the alarm would go off.
"You okay?" asked Ren rubbing the sleep from his eyes.
"Bad dream, just a dream. Sorry if I woke you."
"Apology accepted and I sure hope so, you have been talking and turning like crazy in your sleep."
That would explain why Ren looked so haggard. Jaune had kept him awake through the night. "Sorry. Did you catch any of what I was saying?"
"No, it was all complete gibberish. Well except for this last bit. I thought you were the only boy in your family."
"I am. At least I think I am."
Jaune tried to remember the dream but just like any other dream, he was already starting to forget it. He got up, glad to be out off his sweaty bed sheets. He turned his head towards the door to the shower. Someone was in there already.
"It's Pyrrha. She said she couldn't sleep with all the noise so she got up early for some morning training." said Ren.
"Guess I will have to apologize to her as well then." sighed Jaune.
He picked up a bottle of water and drained it. He must have sweated gallons because he was still thirsty. Pyrrha came out of the shower and he took his turn. He settled for a very cold shower to help him wake up.
When he got out Nora forced her way past him, showing her displeasure of being kept awake by him all night. As he got ready for breakfast and waiting for Ren he drained another bottle of water. He really wanted to eat something, to sink his teeth into something.
They had breakfast with team RWBY in the cafeteria. They had gotten up early as well, though for other reasons than team JNPR. Jaune sat at the far end of the table, away from the most heated discussions.
Jaune settled for toast and coffee. And some juice, and some water and some tea. His thirst just wouldn't go away. After he had bitten his tongue a few times he settled for a almost all-fluid breakfast.
He must have been having an off day.
"Slow down vomit boy, or your bladder is going to explode." joke Yang.
"Or have a leak during combat class." teased Weiss, venom in her voice. After the initiation she had made no secret about having tried to become Pyrrha's partner. Somehow she had gotten the idea that it had been Jaune who had sought Pyrrha out, not the other way around.
"Man, I don't know what would be worse." said Ruby.
"Well, excuse me for being thirsty." said Jaune after downing his fourth cup for the morning. He considered having another cup to quench his thirst but at this rate he would end up bursting.
"I don't care if he springs a leak at combat class. I might get to spar. AND. BREAK. SOME. LEGS." said Nora a bit too eagerly.
"Nora, please don't break any legs, at least not yet." Ren said.
"Besides, our classes won't start for another few hours."
"What Ren said… OW!" A sharp pain went radiated from Jaune's lip. He touched it and found it was bloody.
"The hell?"
"You okay there?" asked Blake.
"Yeah, just bit my lip, that's all."
Pyrrha looked over to him and gasped, covering her mouth in shock.
"Jaune, your teeth!"
"What? My teeth? What about them?" he ran his tongue along them. The ones at the corners of his mouth felt strange.
"Weiss, your mirror! Now!" Pyrrha didn't ask, she demanded.
Weiss handed over the white little mirror she always had with her with a frown.
"You had better wash it off after you are done with it." she said and tried to look over to what was happening on the other side of the table.
Jaune washed away the little blood that was left with some water.
"Thanks again for unlocking my aura Pyr."
The wound had already started to disappear. Before such a thing would have taken a week at least.
"Not now." said the champion from Mistral and held up the mirror up for him.
Annoyed Jaune looked into it. His eyes widened in shock. "By the brothers!"
His eye teeth were elongated like fangs.
It couldn't be right. His teeth had always been flat! He took out his scroll and pulled up an old picture of him smiling. On the picture his teeth were perfectly normal. But now they reached down to his gums on his lower jaw. He touched them to make sure they were real. They were. He turned back to the mirror. The others had leaned closer to see what was happening and they were just as surprised as him. Other people were looking their way, trying to see what the commotion was about.
"Jaune, we can't stay here. People are looking." said Ruby taking joint command over both of the teams.
This situation called for double teamwork.
"Head to the dorms. Yang, Weiss, you go on ahead and make sure there are no surprises. Blake, check the side corridors. Team JNPR, you are the rearguard."
Jaune looked up from the mirror.
"What about you Ruby?"
"And keep your mouth closed! Those things stick out like my uncle Qrow at a sobriety meeting. I will pick up after us here, make sure no one suspects anything." Hissed the little reaper.
"A bit late for that." Yang commented and looked around at all of the people looking at them.
"Alright people let's move."
As they walked back to their dorms Jaune was thinking about what could have caused this. Was it aura? Had Pyrrha's unlocking of his aura done this to him? No, that couldn't be. All the others had aura, and they had had it for years longer than him and they were fine. Could it have been done by a grimm? No, that was not it either. Sure he had taken hits the day before but none had actually hurt him. And again, the others were fine despite taking worse hits. A myriad of possible causes went through his mind, all just as ridiculous.
They arrived at the dorms and split up. Team RWBY having just remembered that they still hadn't decorated their dorm. Team JNPR thanked them anyway. It did not take long before Jaune found himself under the tender care of 'Nurse' Nora. She had grabbed hold of his fangs with her aura enhanced fingers. They would not budge. Jaune's eyes were tearing up from the pain. It was like she was yanking his entire skull apart.
"That's enough Nora. Any more and something will break." Ren said. Jaune managed to give his savior a quiet 'thank you'.
"Any idea what could have caused this?" asked Pyrrha.
"Not a clue. Normally I would say that Jaune is a faunus but as we all know he didn't have these fangs yesterday." said Ren calmly.
"Oh, but what if he is a faunus of one of those animals that regrow their teeth?" suggested Nora.
"It is possible I suppose." said Ren after thinking about it.
"But then it should not have come as a surprise for him, now would it?"
Jaune shook his head.
"Can't be. My entire family is human since the great war. None of my sisters have ever been through this."
If it had then his mother would have let all of her children know of it.
"But what if you aren't an Arc." said Nora. This got a choked response from her teammates.
"I mean your mum could have had you with someone-"
"Nora, I my mom would ever hear of what you just said, no amount of aura would be able to heal you. And dad wouldn't be any more forgiving. I can tell you that. At least that's what I think…."
Nora might not have meant to do it but she had just sown one of the most devastating seeds in the world into Juane's heart: doubt.
The room got very quiet. Nora even seemed embarrassed of what she had said. No one had any other ideas.
Jaune reached up to his new fangs and tried to get a better feel of them. Humans didn't have fangs. There were some kinds of faunus that had fangs. Was he actually a faunus? How could that be? All of his sisters were human.
Jaune could not imagine his mother going behind his father's back or vice versa.
Was he adopted?
Maybe that was why he always was at the bottom of the pecking order of the Arc-children. Because he wasn't really one of them.
Maybe his sisters had figured it out and decided to pick on him for it and his parents had allowed them to do it, cuz, why not?
He might not actually be their child, just a case of social welfare that should be happy to have such a big and nice family.
Maybe that was why his dad had refused to let him become a huntsman like his 'ancestors' - it wasn't his heritage to aspire to.
Jaune picked up his scroll. He had gotten a message from his family.
They congratulated him on having gotten in. A bit nicer than their last one:
'Don't worry if you don't make it. You will always be welcome at home, if you succeed or not.'
Hell, they never expected him to succeed.
Never had, never would.
Jaune began to tap away at the screen. He might be a faunus, he might be something else. For now all he wanted to know was if he was an Arc at all.
He sent his message to his mom.
"Mom, am I a real Arc?"
It did not take long before he got a reply.
"Of course you are. Why would you ask that?"
"Something has come up. But am I really your and dad's kid? Am I really a REAL Arc?"
"Jaune, you are mine and your dad's child! What has gotten into you?"
"Something has just come up. We will talk sometime."
With that last message he finished the conversation. His mom had said he was an Arc but wasn't that what she would say? Whatever if it was real or not?
He sighed. He wanted to believe his mom so he forced himself to do so.
But the doubt was still there, eating away at him.
"So what now?" Pyrrha asked. "What are you going to do about it?"
Jaune shrugged but not because he didn't care.
"Nothing i guess. I don't think there is anything I can do about it."
In truth he was worried. He did not care if someone was a faunus or human but many did not see it that way. Faunus were discriminated against. With these new fangs people would assume him for a faunus. He did not want to know what people would say if they knew his teeth had just changed.
"Maybe cover them up? I noticed you have a scarf in your bag. Maybe you could use it" suggested Ren.
"No." Pyrrha shot down the idea immediately.
"You saw how people looked at us in the cafeteria. They already know something is up. Doing something so obvious to cover it up would only confirm their suspicions. And that would only make their actions worse."
"Speaking from experience?" Nora asked.
"Yes."
She did not care to elaborate. In the beginning of her fame she had made such a mistake a few times. Good thing she was a quick learner.
"It is simply better to let it be."
"Thanks for the advice Pyr." Jaune said.
"I didn't know you had had to deal with something like this. Well, not entirely like this."
She smiled.
"You're welcome. So what will you do?"
"Let it go and see how it goes. Like you said, people already know something is up and I have never been very good at keeping secrets of my own."
Pyrrha raised her eyebrow. How could someone with seven sisters not know how to keep a secret?
For it was an exercise in futility, Jaune explained. After a few years one just knew there was no point in trying, at least in the Arc household. In his entire life he had only ever managed to keep one thing secret from his family.
Either that or they would have to be very tight lipped. Perhaps this only applied to him? Maybe? Probably. Who knew?
Feeling for a change of subject and hearing Team Ruby decorating their dorm Jaune stood up.
"Now let's get down to business. Decorating, any ideas?"
"Curtains." Pyrrha said.
"Several layers if possible."
She eyed the blinders by the window with distrust. She had even gone so far as to change in the bathroom.
Jaune nodded.
"We will head to town and see if we can find any. Let me handle that part. Anything else?"
"Another wardrobe. Otherwise we will just keep getting our things mixed up." said Ren, earning nods from all the others. Their current wardrobe was perhaps intended to suffice for two people at most.
They all agreed to pool funds for the required purchases. Pyrrha offered to stand for all the costs, having a lot of lien on her account that did not see much use. Jaune refused the offer. This was something they would bye for common use so they would share the costs. They were a team so they would manage it together.
They began searching for what they needed by scroll. Fortunately they found a large wardrobe for sale at Beacon itself. It was however larger than what they had in mind and more expensive.
A picture of the object in question offered a clue to its exact location. In the background they could make out several of Beacon's buildings as well as some of the trees on the grounds. With a bit of thinking the team were able to figure out where exactly the wardrobe was.
"Huh, who would have thought? Same floor as us." said Jaune as he looked at Rens schematics and drawings.
"And we have a pretty good idea as to what dorm it is." said Ren, proud of is deductive reasoning.
"So, should we make an offer? I know it will be a bit more expensive but I could cover it." said Pyrrha. "If we get it we would not have to worry about lugging it up any stairs."
"Pyr, no, we are paying for this together. But yeah, maybe we should make an offer." said Jaune. The idea of not having to do much heavy lifting was appealing.
"Already done." said Nora with a smile, tapping away at her scroll.
BING!
"Oh, a reply already! Oh guys, and Pyrrha, listen to this. They are willing to do the heavy lifting if we take it of their hands today."
"That's great. How about we…" Jaune began but he noticed that Nora was already typing a reply.
"They want to meet after classes to discuss the final details." said Nora, satisfied with what she had accomplished in such a short amount of time.
Jaune was not really angry at Nora for her impulsive behavior. He was just a tiny bit annoyed. Wasn't he, as team leader, entitled some say in the final decision? He was snapped out of his thoughts by a sound coming from the corridor.
"We're gonna be late for class!" the voice of Ruby shouted in the hallway and all of team RWBY ran like their life depended on it.
"Class?" Jaune looked at the clock. It was 8.55. Classes started at 9.00. "Crap! We're gonna be late!"
He and the rest of Team JNPR bolted after their friends. They passed both the headmaster and his deputy on their way.
"They seem motivated." said Ozpin and sipped some of his coffee.
"Quite so." said Goodwitch. "Say, Ozpin, has the investigation on Arc revealed anything yet?"
"Nothing useful." Having to admit it made Ozpin taste bile in his mouth. He quickly washed it down with more coffee.
"I had Arc's application traced backwards from that we let him attend the entrance exam. It would seem that whatever was done started at Signal."
"Started at Signal?"
That was odd. Signal was a combat school that prepare would be huntsmen for the huntsman academies. Due to their extensive cooperation it could sometimes be hard to tell where the combat school ended and where the academy started. This was very much the case with Beacon and Signal.
Ozpin himself (though not under that identity) had established the procedures that the school used to forward the students' applications to the academies.
The students would be given their their transcript, a chance to think what academy they wanted to attend and then have the combat school send in the transcripts. This ensured that all transcripts were checked by the proper people, people Ozpin had put in that position.
The teachers would know of the real transcripts and spot any fakes. Then once at Beacon the transcripts would be double checked by machine. Any and all odd ones out were checked by humans and ultimately confirmed by Ozpin.
Ozpin had seen through the forgeries easily enough but how had it gotten so far to begin with? Dumb luck? Divine intervention? Unlikely and Ozpin could vouch for that with certainty.
"I have spoken with the person responsible for the transcripts."
"And what did Taiyang have to say?"
"Nothing. While they did admit that Jaune Arc had never studied there they also admitted that he greenlighted his application to Beacon."
"But why? Money? Blackmail? Threats?"
"Nothing, Glynda. Nothing. He has not received any gifts, payments or anything else that could be considered payment. And I have checked any and all accounts he has, official or not. As for blackmail, I doubt that. When I appointed these him I made sure to take the risk of such an event into account. Both the he and his family and friends are more than capable of taking care of themselves. Besides, I made sure he knew the risks when he took the job."
"Ozpin, people do not do things without reason."
"I know. When I pressed him he simply said that it had seem like an good idea at the time."
Glynda's jaw might as well have hit the ground.
"How?"
"I asked the same thing. He just said that all of a sudden it didn't seemed so bad."
The headmaster saw the concern on Glynda's face.
"It gets worse Glynda. Our people here at Beacon said the same thing. It's like someone put the idea of Jaune Arc attending Beacon being a good thing into their heads."
Glynda Goodwitch was quiet for a moment.
"Could it be mind control? A semblance? Could the enemy have something like that?"
"I doubt it. Even if the enemy had something like that they would not be able to get to so many people in so short a time span in such large an area. Signal and Beacon is still quite a distance apart. No, something else is afoot and I intend to find out what."
Jaune had managed to keep a low profile throughout the day. Some people had eyed him a few times but mostly it was people who had seen him and the others exit the cafeteria in a rush. It had taken him some effort but Jaune finally felt like he could talk without biting his own tongue all the time or bloat his fangs. Although Ruby had managed to coax him into trying to look scary with them a few times.
The only thing that had bothered him was a tingling sensation in his teeth. He ignored it, convinced it was just a side effect of it growing.
After the first day's classes Jaune and his team had made their way to the dorm that they believed housed the alleged wardrobe. This part of the dorms was meant for the second years.
When they got there another, even bigger wardrobe stood outside the door to the dorm. It was most certainly not the one that had been pictured in the add.
They knocked on the door and a girl with brown hair and brown eyes opened it. Her rabbit ears revealing that she was a faunus. The ears did earn a few looks from Jaune's teammates but Jaune himself did not bat an eyelid.
His family may have taken part in some of the fighting against the faunus back in the day but they were not racists. After the war they had buried the axe, hoping to avoid any further hostilities.
Besides, Jaune now sported fangs. But while the girl's ears were natural his teeth were not. So if anything he was the freak here, not her.
To consider himself a freak did not feel good.
"Uh, hi. I guess you are here about the wardrobe?" she asked meekly.
"Yeah, is this it or-" Jaune pointed at the one in the hallway.
"LIKE HELL IT IS!" shouted another girl from inside the dorm. She stepped out to greet them. She wore a expensive pair of sunglasses as well as fashion designed clothes.
"That is not the one!" she said and pointed to the wardrobe outside.
"This is the one in the add."
Team JNPR were let inside and showed the actual item. The rest of the second year team was there as well. A hulk of a man as well as a dark skinned redhead. They just nodded at the visitors. The wardrobe was just as it had been described in the add.
"Neat." said Ren.
"And does the offer of helping to move it still stand?"
"You bet." said the fashionista. This got a small groan from the quiet hulk from her team.
"Then we'll take it." Jaune said and started to take forth the cash like the rest of his team.
Instead of taking their money the fashionista opened the wardrobe to reveal a metric ton worth of clothes. How it hadn't exploded from sheer pressure was beyond Jaune.
"Alright babies, mama is about to move you to your new home." the girl said and started to empty the wardrobe. The faunus girl stepped up and took care of the money.
"Please don't mind Coco. Clothes are kind of a big deal for her. I'm Velvet by the way. That there is Yatsuhashi and Scarlet."
She held out her hand hesitantly, unsure if he would shake it because of her being a faunus. Jaune shook it without hesitation. Velvet seemed pleasantly surprised by this. There had been no doubt nor did he push himself to appear polite or accepting towards her like some people did. When Jaune spoke Velvet flinched a little when she saw the fangs.
"Jaune Arc, this here is Ren, Nora…"
"Hi!" the young valkyrie shouted.
"... and Pyrrha."
"I heard about you, being made team leader like that. I mean, everyone figured it would be Nikos leading the team."
"Yeah, I was surprised as well." Jaune admitted.
Hell, he had been surprised about making it through initiation.
While Jaune made small talk his teammates stepped into the dorm at Yatsuhashi's request. Apparently he was the one meant to help with the lifting and thus wanted to discuss how they were actually going to move the wardrobe. He mostly talked with Ren though, the girls being busy looking at just how many clothes Coco really had.
Their faces showed a mix of emotions: it was part envy about the many fine clothes and part concern that it was time to stage an intervention for Coco. Not that they would ever dare to get between Coco and her clothes.
"So…" Velvet asked.
"What's it like?"
She threw a look towards Pyrrha Nikos. Jaune missed this however, being busy looking at the growing heap of clothes on Coco's bed.
"Being team leader? Eh, could be worse I suppose."
"No, what's it like having Nikos on your team?"
Jaune shrugged. He had not given it much thought yet.
"I don't know. Everyone keeps talking like it some kind of big deal but I don't really see why though."
Velvet eyed him like he had just said something rather stupid.
"I see. What about the fangs? I remember you not having them during the initiation ceremony."
"I really don't know. They just…. popped up today at breakfast."
"Just popped up? That is not how faunus traits work."
"I'm not a faunus, I think. And yes, that is how it happened. I wasn't born with them." Jaune corrected her but he still remembered Nora's comment from earlier. It had sown a seed of doubt in him.
Velvet could pick up the unease in his voice. She had rabbit ears, and she knew how to use them. Jaune Arc was definitely worried, maybe even hiding something. Before she could come up with a way to inquire about it in a polite manner Yatsuhashi and Nora began moving the wardrobe.
"Hey, Yatsuhashi, how will you move in Coco's new wardrobe?" Jaune asked and held open the door for the movers. This wardrobe seemed to be giving them difficulties so how would he manage the newer, even bigger one?
"With great difficulty." Yatsuhashi answered.
"And hurry back, big guy!" Coco shouted after them. "My babies need their new home fast!"
She turned to her teammate.
"Well, that's that. They seem nice. What do you think? Saw anyone you liked?"
"Coco! Don't talk like that!"
"Come on Vel. I saw you chat up with Arc. happy to see a fellow faunus around here?"
"Not in that way. I wanted to know where his fangs had come from."
"Why, same as you. Born with them."
Velvet shook her head. "He said he wasn't born with them. I could tell he wasn't lying."
Coco eyed her teammate.
"Suuure. Let's just keep in touch with them for now."
She gave Velvet a wink and a grin. Oh, how she loved to tease Velvet. It wasn't Coco's fault that Velvet made the most adorable faces when she was flustered.