A/N: Fun fact, I wrote this with a broken wrist. Not really painful, it's just more time consuming and annoying to do with the reduced flexibility from the cast.

We also now have a Jaune/Raven drink marriage story by TheGunmaster.

But enough about that, let's get to the reason why y'all are here. Enjoy.

'Why does everything have to be so complicated?' Jaune thought as he walked down the hall. To think that this all started because he wanted to give his friends and teammates some space… he honestly couldn't blame them, he almost got some of them killed. They had a right to be angry. Besides, he was guilty of getting angry and overreacting at his sisters and vice versa. Though those feuds usually ended with everyone taking time to cool off, then everyone would come together to apologize, and then all was forgiven and everything was ok.

Instead he now had the bonus of being married to his professor and basically be bonded forever. Though he supposed it could be worse. He could have gotten married to some random stranger, or even a dude... oh god his sisters would never let him live it down. He supposed he was lucky it was Glynda. She was responsible, reliable, and someone you can count on.

Not to mention she was kind and caring, and not a bad site to look at. Just a little bit taller than him, an hourglass figure, a cute ringlet of blonde hair, piercing yet elegant green eyes, and her well endowed- 'NO, BAD JAUNE! OUT WITH THOSE THOUGHTS!' Jaune slapped himself and shook his head. He still had a hard time believe everything, especially after the talk with his dad yesterday. Apparently, getting drunkenly married was an Arc tradition. Did that mean that grandpa Arc also-

"Oomph!" Jaune rounded a corner and immediately bumped into someone and knocked them down. He looked up and saw Sky Lark and Velvet Scarlatina, though she was on the floor. "Oops, sorry." He and Sky gave her a hand and lifted her back up. "You ok?"

"Uh… yeah no worries, I'm fine." Velvet responded with a kind smile.

"Sorry," Jaune couldn't help but apologize again, "I wasn't paying attention, just have a lot of thoughts on my mind."

"Yeah I bet you do," Sky said softly with a smug grin.

"Wha-Sky!" Velvet slapped him on the shoulder only for him to let out a chuckle.

"Uh… am I missing something?" Jaune asked with a raised finger.

"Nope!" Velvet answered quickly while shaking her head. "Nope, nothing." Jaune raised an eyebrow. They knew something.

"Alright what's up?" Jaune asked with his arms crossed.

"Well," Sky started, ignoring Velvet's pleading look, "last weekend, Velvet and I spent the weekend in Vale… at the Valiant Inn… in room 236." Jaune dropped his arms as his face paled and his eyes widened. He couldn't help but remember that he and Glynda stayed at the Valiant Inn, in room 235.

"Sky!" Velvet pulled Jaune out of his stumper, "I thought we agreed that we weren't going to bother him and it was his business, not ours!" Jaune silently thanked Velvet for being the logical one and dropping the subject.

"Pfft, says the girl who pressed her ears against the wall." And just like that Jaune's hope died as fast as Velvet's face turned red, which was now hidden behind her hands and rabbit ears. "You also said something along the lines of 'I didn't know it was possible to make such noises'." Velvet emitted a muffled, embarrassed squeak. It almost made Jaune chuckle until he remembered what they were talking about.

"So Jaune, who's the lucky girl?" Sky's grin grew even more smug.

"Ah yes, I was curious as well," Velvet cheerfully chimed in. All signs of embarrassment were replaced with a childlike smile, one that Jaune was all too familiar with. He saw it on his sister all the time when they were getting in trouble but then someone else did something that drew the attention away from them.

'TRAITOR! And to think I let you take the last piece of carrot cake in the cafeteria last week!' "Uh... I have no idea what you're talking about," Jaune knew it wouldn't convince them, he was stalling to think of something to salvage the situation.

"Bro, the fact you got all nervous when we asked says otherwise," Sky said. "Besides," he motioned to Velvet's ears, "I didn't need super hearing to hear the woman shouting your name."

Jaune didn't know how to respond to that. 'Wow, I'm I really that good a- FOCUS YOU FOOL!' Jaune's thoughts ran rampant until a particular idea came to mind. "You know this got me thinking," Velvet and Sky gave him their undivided attention, "how is it that you two presumably heard that? Well obviously you two were in the same room together, but that raises the question of why were you two in a hotel room together on the weekend?" Jaune smiled as he saw that their faces now showed concern. Oh how the tables have turned.

"Nothing," Sky answered quickly. "Just… you know, two friends spending the weekend in Vale."

"Yeah, it's cheaper to rent one room than two," Velvet added.

"Oh," Jaune raised an eyebrow, enjoying this more than he should have, "are you sure that's all you were doing?" He shared a quick glance between them. "We're not going to see little blue bunnies anytime soon are we?" He almost burst out laughing at how quickly Sky and Velvet recoiled.

"What?! No no no no no. Don't get any wrong idea Arc," Sky pointed an accusing finger at him.

"Yeah, we used prote-EEP!" Velvet immediately clapped both hands on her mouth and her eyes widened. Sky's jaw dropped and he turned to his totally not girlfriend. Jaune finally understood why Yang did this all the time. This was kinda fun. Mean, but fun.

"Oh really now?" Jaune decided to take it a step further. "Well, how unfortunately would it be if Cardin and Coco came across this information, especially if they also found out that this has been going on for quite a while now?" Sky and Velvet paled like ghosts. Their teams have been in a cold war with each other for some time now. If they found out that they went behind their team's backs and was seeing a member of the other team… not even Ozpin's office would be safe from the war.

"Please don't," Velvet managed to squeak out.

"How about a trade then, my silence for your silence. Sound fair?" Jaune was getting nostalgia from back home when he was younger. He would always use these blackmailing tactics to get the advantage over his sisters and it always worked. Except against Joan. No one ever messed with the oldest sibling. She knew all of your secrets, and when she blackmailed you in return it was truly terrifying.

Velvet and Sky shared a brief look with each other before looking back at Jaune. "That sounds reasonable," Velvet said a moment later. "We accept."

"Alright then, good day," Jaune bowed his head and stepped to the side to allow them to pass. The pair quickly hurried away and Jaune continued walking back to his dorm. Looking back he felt that he went too far with threatening to tell their teams about their secret relationship, but he needed to make sure they didn't say anything. In fact he was actually glad he ran into them because it highlighted an issue he needed to lookout for.

They knew that he got with someone. They don't know it was Glynda or that they were married, but it was just enough to stir up the Beacon rumour mill, and from there it would spiral into a mess of accusations and theories. Jaune could try to deny them as just rumours, but rumours were more entertaining and believable for some reason. Oh god, what would his friends think? Worse, what would Glynda think if that rumours started?

'Hey Glynda, is there a reason you wanted to meet me at the top of the CCT tower? Strange, I thought it would be crowded. Uh… you ok? You look a little mad- WAIT PUT ME DOWN! NO I DON'T KNOW HOW THE RUMORS STARTED! PLEASE NOT LIKE THI- AAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH *SPLAT*!'

Yeah, that wasn't a comforting thought. Maybe… maybe Glynda should know about this.

The elevator bell dinged as its door opened. "Ozpin." General James Ironwood greeted as he stepped out of the elevator and walked towards Ozpin's desk.

"James," Ozpin greeted with a welcoming smile, "it's been too long. How have you been?"

"I must admit running both Atlas Academy and the Atlas military has become tiresome at times, but nothing I can't handle." As he got close to the desk he passed Glynda. "Glynda," he greeted with a smile and then sat down in the chair in front of Ozpin's desk.

Glynda couldn't help but curiously raise an eyebrow behind the man's back. Normally he would have complimented or borderline flirted with her. Instead he just said hi and sat down. This wasn't like him. Was something wrong?

"Care for some?" Ozpin asked as he offered a mug of freshly brewed coffee.

"Thank you," Ironwood accepted the mug and took a slow sip from it. Now Glynda was convinced that something wasn't right. While he wasn't like Qrow, Ironwood liked his alcohol and usually carried a flask with him to mix it with other drinks, usually coffee. The fact that he didn't raised some flags. Did something happen?

"Hmm, something wrong James?" Ozpin asked. "Usually you like a little something else with your coffee." Glynda couldn't help but ponder at the tone of voice Ozpin used. She heard that tone voice before, but couldn't place when and where.

"Well let's say that I've recently discovered some… dangers professors can face when alcoholic substances are involved," Ironwood said with a grin. "so I decided to cut down." Glynda furrowed her eyebrows.

"That is responsible thinking old friend," Ozpin matched his grin. "I also hope you took in the dangers of drinking and texting." Glynda's eyes narrowed.

"Don't forget those cameras, they can be scary things." Glynda's mouth curved downwards.

"Not to mention the dangers it causes to buildings or poor innocent scrolls." Glynda tightened her grip on her crop.

"Not to mention what bad of an example it makes you for the students. Why, what if one wants to follow in your footsteps?"

'Think happy thoughts Glynda. Think about puppies. Think about… little corgis running around on their cute stubby little feet.' Glynda took a silent breath and slowly pushed the thoughts of double homicide out of her mind. 'Aww, they're so cute.'

"If I can recall correctly, Ozpin said that he had to speak with you in private and I have assignments to grade," Glynda said as she readjusted her glasses. It wasn't a lie, she did have things to grade and Ozpin did say Ironwood wanted a private conversation. "Gentlemen, good day." She turned around and made way for the elevator.

Once she was a reasonable distance away, Ironwood leaned in close to Ozpin. "I thought she would have lasted a bit longer," he whispered.

"I'm surprised she didn't leave when we got to the texting bit," the headmaster whispered back, his grin as smug as ever.

The both turned around when the elevator dinged and out came Qrow. He nodded towards Glynda and side stepped to let her pass. As the door was closing Qrow muttered something to the deputy headmistress, and then laughed. Right as the elevator door was about to close, it was suddenly and violently forced open. Qrow was then surrounded by a purple aura and was sent flying out the window. The door then ruggedly and screeched closed and the elevator went down leaving Ozpin and Ironwood alone in the office, smiling nervously with a few beads of rolling down their foreheads.

"Next time we do this closer to the ground floor and not at one of the highest point on Beacon?" Ironwood asked his old friend.

"Agreed," Ozpin took a sip from his mug and sobered up. "Now, what was this about us needing a private conversation?"

"Yes, me and..." he took a moment to look behind him at the broken glass, "me and Qrow have both come across an… interesting anomaly." He took out his scroll and tapped on it a few times. "Here, take a look." He placed the scroll on the desk and slide it to Ozpin. The headmaster took the scroll and his expression hardened when he saw the image.

It was a pack of Beowolves, but three of the Grimm were oddly discoloured and tinted green. His eyes narrowed. Whatever this is, it's not natural and it had her melding written all over it. 'What are you planning?' Ozpin wondered. Before he could question Ironwood, he was thrown out of his thoughts at the sound of wings flapping and then a thump of a human falling. Qrow was on all fours and breathing heavily.

"Yeah I'm fine, thanks for asking!"

Glynda poured freshly brewed tea in a cup, placed the kettle down, and then let out a slow breath as she took the cup and sat down in the chair behind her desk. Just from what happened this morning and in Ozpin's office she could tell that it was going to be a long week, but at least thanks to Qrow's over confident gloating she figured out who placed that brochure of popular honeymoon spots on her desk, and then promptly threw said person out the window.

He can turn into a bird, he'll be fine. Now, she just wanted to relax for a few moments and enjoy a cup of tea. Right as the cup reached her lips the door burst open and startled her, almost making her drop her cup.

"GLYNDA!" Jaune sprinted in the room, and stopped just a few meters in front of her desk. He raised a finger and tried to say something, but he was so out of breath that he couldn't get anything out and instead was hunched over with his hands on his knees trying to catch his breath.

"Jaune?!" Glynda quickly got up and rushed over to him. "Are you ok?" She placed a hand on his shoulder. "What happened?" Jaune took a few more moments to catch his breath.

"We… uh, we've been... partially... compromised," he finally managed to say in between breaths. Glynda's eyes widened in fear as she felt a haunting chill crawl up her spin. "B-b-but I took care of it. Let me explain."

Jaune spent the next two minutes explaining what happened, who was involved, and how he resolved it. Glynda was kind of surprised about Sky and Velvet, considering that she had to threaten the two teams every now and then to stop a fight from breaking out and she did have a small blush when she was told how they discovered them, but was overall relieved.

"So just to double check, as far as Mr. Lark and Miss Scarlatina are concerned you spent the weekend with a woman, but don't know it was me and the don't know about our marriage?" Glynda asked.

"Correct," Jaune said with a deep sigh. He wasn't as out of breath as when he sprinted here, but all that talking didn't help much.

"Ok, I suppose it could be worse. But let's take this as a lesson that we need to be careful at all times. We don't know where there could be prying eyes or ears. All it would take is one misunderstanding for the rumour mill to chew us up." Glynda said, all too familiar with how rumours worked from when she was younger. Jaune nodded in agreement.

"Glynda, here are the transcripts of the transfer students that you reque-" Doctor Oobleck bellowed quickly as he rushed into the room, only to pause for a moment to take in the sight before him. Glynda and Jaune were in close proximity, though they jumped slightly at his sudden appearance. She had a hand on his shoulder and a blush on her face, and he was breathing slightly heavy. "Oops, sorry for interrupting, I'll come back later," he apologized quickly and left as fast as he entered.

Glynda stared at the door, then at each other, then back at the door, and then the pulled away from each other once they realized what Oobleck thought he saw. Blood rushed to Jaune's cheeks and Glynda facepalmed with a heavy sigh. 'Think of the corgis. Think of the corgis.' "I don't even care anymore," she said as she walked back to her desk. As she took a seat she noticed Jaune was still standing there, unsure of what to do. "Mr Arc," she called for his attention, "care for some chamomile tea?" She offered while raising her glass up.

"Uh… yeah sure," he replied. Glynda used her semblance to bring the pot and another cup on her desk. Jaune sat down right as she finished pouring his cup. Jaune accepted the cup with a nod and smile. Jaune took a sip right after Glynda did with her cup. "Wow, this is really good," he complimented honestly as he took another sip.

"Thanks," Glynda offered a small smile. "There actually some chamomile flowers in the back garden and in the Emerald Forest. I use those whenever I just need just a moment to relax after a hard day."

"Like today?"

"Especially today." They shared a chuckle and continued to drink their tea in silence, trying their best to forget the embarrassing moments that happened earlier that day.

But as they sat there drinking their tea, they were also secretly enjoying each other's company.

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