A/N: I would have had this up early last week, (or a lot earlier than that), but the last few weeks were just busy, depressing, and very stressful and took away my will to write anything for a bit, or do anything for that matter. But I won't bother you guys with my personal life.

I want to give a special thanks to Cyberleader2000. When I was all 'life sucks and I don't wanna to anything,' he asked what I wanted to do for the next part of the chapter, I told him and he then sent me a docx of it. He basically wrote a quarter of this chapter and helped my write another quarter, so props to him.

Also thanks to JC of The Corn for giving this a beta check.

We also have a new drunk marriage fic out there, a Yang one, "A Golden Dragon Drunken Marriage" by KoronoKenji.

There's also information on the polls in the bottom a/n.

Now let's get to the reason why you're here. Here's chapter 8. Enjoy!

One quick stop at the restroom and a few minutes later, the Arcwitch couple made it to Glynda's office. They stood in front of her desk and faced each other. "This stays between us." Glynda said sternly. "Alright so, I was a third year student in Signal Academy, and it was in a class that was taught by Professor Port, before he got a job here at Beacon..."

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Peter Port paced around as he told the class about another one of his glorious tale. But Glynda Goodwitch glared at him. The man had the audacity to give her a D on her essay exam. But unbeknownst to him, today she would have her revenge. She overheard a conversation between Peter and Professor Xiao Long and found out he was afraid of mice.

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"Mice?" Jaune was flabbergasted. "The man who boasts about tackling Grimm hordes with his bare hands is afraid of a little mouse?"

"I was just as surprised as you are," Glynda nodded

"And wait… Professor Xiao Long… as in-"

"Yes, Yang's dad teaches at Signal Academy… he's the exact opposite of her."

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She rubbed the top of a small shoe box hidden by her feet. Inside contained the demon that would enact her vengeance. She took the top off and unleashed the beast towards the center of the room. She grinned evilly as it made it's way to the professor.

"Squeak."

Peter Port froze in fear. The fact that he stopped talking also drew the attention of the rest of the class. Peter turned and looked down, daring not to move as the gray haired, black eyed monster started into his soul.

"Squeak."

Never before had Glynda thought that such an old, hardened veteran could emit such a high pitched, girly scream.

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Jaune held a fist over his chuckling mouth. Glynda paused for a moment before continuing.

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The professor jumped back over his desk and the mouse followed. Many students began to laugh at the poor man's expense. The man backed up against the wall as the demon neared. Peter then gasped as an idea struck his head. His fist smashed against the wall behind him. From a decorative display from above, his blunder-axe fell into his hands.

He aimed and opened fire, but the mouse dodged, now squeaking in fear and fleeing from the armed man who gave chase. He fired again and missed, and he fired and he missed, and he fired and he missed. This happened several more times and then the mouse hopped up on a random student's desk.

Everyone gasped as instead of lowering his weapon, Peter just aimed and opened fire.

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Jaune didn't know whether to laugh or be horrified, so he just held his hand over his mouth and stared at Glynda with wide eye.

"Relax, we had aura and he never hit any of us. Everyone was fine," she reassured. "Well, at least physically fine."

/

The student yelped as he barely dodged the incoming fire. The mouse then ran along the front row desks. Peter continued to open fire as the students jumped out of the way of the madman's fire. One student fell on her back and the mouse landed on her lap. She screamed in terror when Port's shadow overtook her. When she threw her hands up in fear, she accidentally threw the mouse in the air as well.

Peter took aim at the mid air rodent and pulled the trigger.

KA-BOOM

The mouse landed and scurried off. Port's face was covered in soot and the barrel of his blunder-axe was peeled back like a banana.

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Jaune gave up trying to hold back his laughter. Glynda chuckled as well. She didn't know why, but the sight of Jaune laughing warmed her heart.

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Port looked at his weapon and say that the barrel was jammed with a coffee mug.

Someone coughed. Everyone turned to see Professor Taiyang Xiao Long near the doorway. He had an annoyed look on his face as he observed the damage. The floor was littered with debris and bullet holes, almost the whole front row of desks was destroyed, and the students were cowering in fear.

"Peter," he slowly breathed out, "it was just a mouse."

"A MOUSE THAT WOULD HAVE BROUGHT DISEASE AND FAMINE TO US ALL!" Peter shouted as he slammed his fist down on a desk, making it shatter. "AND DON'T EVEN GET ME STARTED ON ITS TAIL! SO HAIRLESS," he curled a fist in front of him, "AND JUST SIMPLY UNNATURAL!"

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Jaune was hunched over. His gut was starting to hurt at how hard he was laughing. He didn't know what was funnier, the fact that that actually happened, that Peter was so afraid of a little mouse, or that Glynda told that part of the part of the story while holding a finger over her upper lip like a moustache while doing the best impersonation of the Professor he'd ever heard. His laughter was contagious as Glynda felt herself begin to laugh as well.

"I… I can't… breath," Jaune managed to get out within his fit of laughter.

"Perhaps," Glynda started after calming down her laughter a little bit, "the best part of all of that was..." she paused to get a last second chuckle out of her. "Afterwards, one student just stopped showing up to his class. We-we later found out that it was a faunus with a mouse tail." Glynda started to laugh again. "She- she was afraid that Port was going to m-murder her!" She got lost in laughter again and hunched over, clutching her stomach just like Jaune. The memory of the look of hear on the poor faunus' face was just too much for her.

Jaune tried to say something but he couldn't, he was laughing to hard. He reached forward to try and grab something to help him up. His hands found something and he wrapped them around it. He was met with a comforting warmth as he felt a pair of arms wrap around him as well.

Jaune immediately realize that he and Glynda were hugging each other to hold themselves up from laughing so hard. But he didn't care, and neither did Glynda. They continued to hug one another as they laughed without a care. Their laughter eventually dies down and they pulled away from each other, with smiles still on their faces.

"Oh my… that was... " Jaune shook his head, "I don't think I can look at him the same way again."

"I know I didn't," Glynda chuckled quietly and then crossed her arms. "Oh, I know I shouldn't have to say it, but please don't go telling this story around."

"I won't, Arc's word," Jaune said as he held a hand over his heart and Glynda nodded. They then heard a beep and Jaune pulled his scroll out of his pocket. "Oh, my team is wondering where I am. I uh, also have a class soon so I need to get going."

"No problem, take care Jaune."

"Thanks, you too." Jaune rushed out of her office to go meet up with his friends. Glynda stared at the door for a few moments before she remembered she had paperwork to complete. As she turned around and walked towards her desk, her smile faltered and was gone by the time she reached her desk.

When she sat down in her chair, she took one last look at the door before getting to work… all by herself.

It was the middle of night and Jaune sighed for the umpteenth. He was having trouble falling asleep. His mind was racing with a ton of different thoughts, but then they turned to Pyrrha and Ren. Their behaviour have been off for the last few days, since he returned with Glynda. They seemed… distant, and more hesitant to approach him than before, and when they did they looked a little upset when he declined their offer, like Pyrrha did during the spar earlier today.

He idly noticed that it was quiet. He sat up in his bed and confirmed that it was quieter than normal in the room. Usually everyone emitted some kind of breathing or snoring sounds while they slept, but he could only hear sounds of soft snoring coming from Nora.

Jaune decided to take a gamble, and took in a breath before speaking. "Hey Ren, Pyrrha, am I right to assume you guys aren't actually asleep?" A few seconds later he heard the sound of two people rustling in their beds.

"I'm awake." Pyrrha said as she turned over to face him before sitting up.

"Yeah," Ren sighed as he threw his sheets off and sat up as well, "I can't sleep as well."

"So," Jaune turned his lamp on and stood up out of his bed, "what's up with you guys?" He glanced at his scroll and saw that it was past 2 a.m. "How about you guy going to tell me what's bugging you?" Pyrrha shifted uncomfortable and Ren looked away from his eyes. "... this is about what happened on the mission, isn't it?"

"Yes," Pyrrha said sheepishly as Ren nodded. Jaune sighed. It's been a couple of days and he has forgiven them all, but they still felt bad for getting angry and chasing him off. He didn't understand why. But then an idea came to mind.

"Ok, how about this?" He stood up. "Why don't you guys tell me why?" he said as he walked in between Pyrrha and Ren's bed. They both looked at him confused. "Look, we've all made mistakes and we've all forgiven each other over what happened. I've even given you my reasons, but you've never given me your reasons."

It was something his parents did with him and his sisters. Whenever there was an argument and there was still heat left over, or someone was over apologetic, they would sit them down and have them explain why they were mad, upset, or too apologetic and then everything would work itself out when everyone understood why everyone felt the way they did.

"So," he sat down on the bed next to Ren and looked at the two of them, "why don't you guys tell me why you're still upset over this. At least help me understand why." They both remained silent for a few moments and then Ren coughed to get his attention.

"I'm not sure if Nora ever mentioned it... I won't go into detail, but Nora has been the only family I've had for most of my live and vice versa. We've looked out for each other for as long as we known one another," Ren said. Jaune nodded to show he was listening and Pyrrha politely remained quiet as he spoke. "During the mission, when Nora got hurt… I..." he had trouble maintaining eye contact when he spoke, "I felt like I was losing my family again."

Jaune and Pyrrha's expression grimaced slightly as they remembered the incident. The small, still healing scars Nora got didn't do justice to the damage she took. Everyone was afraid that she wouldn't make it. Jaune even held her hand on the bullhead back, hoping that him telling her she'd be ok wouldn't be a lie.

Ren continued speaking. "When we got back and we found out that she'd be ok, I… I remembered that it was your idea that we listened to and I…" he took a moment to look back at Nora, "I was just so emotional at the thought of losing Nora that I got angry and snapped at you. It was only afterwards, when I calmed down, I realized what I exactly did… when Nora looked at me." Both Jaune and Pyrrha perked up at this.

"The first time I met Nora was when I saw her getting bullied by other kids. She looked at me the same way she looked at them and..." Ren didn't know how to finish the sentence, his words were stuck in his throat, but Jaune nodded in understanding, knowing what Ren was getting at.

"I understand," Jaune nodded and then turned to Pyrrha. "How about you?"

"Umm…" Pyrrha rubbed her arm for several moments, "I never really had much of a social life before Beacon, because of my sponsorships with being a tournament fighter and all. Um, most of my 'friends' were business partners, sponsors, or people looking to leech off of my fame and success." A soft smile formed on her face. "And then you guys came along. None of you knew who I was, and even when you did you didn't let that decide anything. For once I thought I could have genuine friends I can hang out with and count on."

Jaune sensed a 'but' coming when Pyrrha's smile faltered a bit.

"All of you have been there for me," she stared into Jaune's eyes as her smile completely vanished, "but I wasn't there for you. When Cardin was bullying you, I was the first to see what was wrong and I didn't do anything. Even when you said not to and you'd handle it yourself I still should have done something, but I didn't." Jaune figured out what she was getting at, but remained silent for her to continue.

"And after the mission, when most of us turned against you, I should have had your back and defended you like a friend should, like you have for me so many times. But I didn't, and instead I sided with them and… you didn't deserve what we said to you," she looked down in shame.

Jaune was silent for a few moment, gathering his thoughts before nodding. "I get it now." Both Pyrrha and Ren looked up at him. "Ren, you felt like you've become something you deeply despise and hoped to never become, because you let your emotions control your actions. Right?" Ren nodded in a 'more or less' gesture. "And Pyrrha, you feel like you betrayed our friendship by not being there for me when I was there for you. Right?"

"...yep," Pyrrha replied a second later.

"Sounds about right," Ren chipped in.

"And both of you guys still think this, even after I said I've forgiven you, because I didn't know the reasoning behind your actions so you thought I was just saying I forgave you to put it out of the way. Right?" Pyrrha and Ren looked at Jaune with slightly widened eyes before nodding. "What would you both say if I told you that even after knowing your reasons, I'm still not mad at you and still forgive you?"

"What?" They both asked in confusion.

"You guys were right. I made a bad call and… we almost lost Nora and Ruby. You guys had a right to be mad and upset, there's nothing wrong with that. And yes you said some things you didn't mean, but the fact that you feel bad and are apologizing for shows that you guys didn't really mean it and it was just your emotions talking."

Jaune then stood up and offered them a soft smile. "We made mistakes, and we're all trying to learn from them and get past them. So no, I'm not mad, disappointed, or upset with you guys, and even knowing your reasons I'm still not." The small smiles forming on his teammates' faces told Jaune that he didn't need to elaborate further.

This honestly reminded him of how he would help break up fights, defuse situations, and end rivalries between his younger sisters. He smiled at the nostalgia. However, there was something missing… something his sister would always do afterwards… ah. "Group hug?" Jaune held his arms out, inviting them in.

Ren smiled and shook his head and Pyrrha giggled into her hand, but they both stood up and all three of them embraced each other in a warm, comforting group hug.

"Blasphemy!" Jaune, Pyrrha, and Ren didn't have time to react when they felt Nora jump up and wrap her hands and legs wrap around them. "How dare you initiate a Team JNPR group hug without me!"

Jaune couldn't help but giggle. "You're right. I'm sorry Nora." He then readjusted himself so Nora could join the hug properly.

"I won't forget this… heretic," Nora playfully growled.

"I'll make sure you get first dibs at the pancake stand at breakfast tomorrow."

"You're forgiven." Nora beamed up with a smile. The rest of the team got lost in a fit of giggles.

Adam Taurus and his top lieutenants recoiled back with their hands on their weapons. He didn't know what to think. He had severe doubts about trusting this human, yet here this human was showing off and petting an oddly discolored, mutant green Beowulf.

He didn't trust this human one bit, but another part of his mind reasoned that he could use this for his cause. He grinned. Maybe this human's offer wasn't as bad as he thought.

A/N: And there we have it. What did you guys think? Like it? Hate? Think something could be improved? Leave a review, all criticism is welcomed.

Have a suggestion or an idea you'd like to see? Shoot me a PM and I'll take a look.

Thank you everyone: You know when I first started writing this, I never thought it would be a popular story (and that nothing I meet would beat my "Jaune beats All The First Years" story). Yet here we are, with over one thousand followers.

I'm honestly surprised, not only at the popularity of this story, but at the amount of support I'm getting from you guys.

So to everyone who followed, favorited, reviewed and sent me PM's, thank you all so much. You have no idea how much I appreciate it :)

Old poll down, new poll in: Thanks to everyone who voted on the poll for Glynda's age for this story. It will be revealed eventually.

There is now a new poll up. Basically, if I started working on another story I wanted to know what you guys would be interested in seeing.

Anyway, thank you for reading. I hope you enjoyed it. Have a good day!