"Damn, I can't believe how well you make that outfit work. Seriously. I don't even think that I could pull it off as well as you do, and this is Coco Adel that you're talking to, the resident fashionista of Beacon!"

Jaune, Coco, and Weiss were sitting around a table in the store's break room. It was well-furnished, complete with a mini-fridge, microwave, coffee machine, and even a sink. Coco Adel always made sure that she could get nice and comfortable in her own store whenever she wanted to relax for a couple of minutes… or a few hours.

Weiss silently sat on Jaune's right, nursing a cup of coffee, still seemingly in a catatonic state. She had not made a single sound ever since her sudden outburst in the middle of the store.

Jaune had initially jumped in shock at the sudden screech, before noticing just who was with him in the outlet. The shock soon turned into horror, as his mind started running at twenty miles per hour, trying to think of any sort of plan that could fix whatever was going to happen. Fortunately, before Jaune could do anything too stupid, Coco grabbed both of their arms and dragged them into the break room.

After a couple of moments to calm himself down, he saw that Weiss was still seemingly frozen in place, and Coco had an eyebrow raised with a questioning gaze.

That brought him to the current moment, where the three were seated around a simple table.

"So, Jaune. What do we do about, well, her?" Coco jammed a finger towards Weiss. "Do you two have a history or something? In a relationship?"

"No!" This seemed to knock Weiss out of her stupor. "I can't believe you'd think I'd ever be interested in this dunce!"

Coco's face gained a hint of a smirk. "Wow, now that's a rocky relationship if I've ever seen one."

"And you!" Weiss stood up and leaned towards Jaune, pointing a finger at his face accusingly. "What in the actual world are you doing?"

"What do you mean?" Jaune replied in his feminine voice, teasingly.

Weiss seemed to falter. "There is no way this could be Jaune Arc." She shook her head furiously and pacing across the room. "This must be a dream. That can be the only explanation for this."

Coco started laughing. "Oh lord, this is hilarious! I don't think I've ever seen anyone in so much denial. Even Velvet wasn't this bad when she found out Fox had a girlfriend!"

At this, Weiss began to flush, and she quickly went back to her chair in an attempt to regain some smidgen of dignity. "I absolutely refuse to accept that such a woman could be Jaune Arc out of all people." Weiss looked him up and down in a hasty inspection. "I literally cannot see any signs that she could be Jaune Arc here."

An idea suddenly flashed within Jaune's head. Still utilizing his female voice, he gave Weiss a confident smile. "Hey, Snow Angel." He delivered the words with a tantalizing tone. "I like your hair quite a bit. Must take a lot of work, hm?"

A strangled noise came out of Weiss's throat as she seemed to blush and panic at the same time. "No no no no no, NO!" Weiss slammed her left hand on the table. "No, there is a perfectly good explanation somewhere. This could just be Jaune's sister, yes. It has to be. There is no other way." Still in denial, Weiss continued to try and persuade herself that the person in front of her was not, in fact, Jaune Arc, the resident idiot of Beacon.

Oh, I see why Yang likes to tease Weiss so much. Jaune giggled internally. I could get used to this.

Coughing a little, Jaune reverted to his natural male voice. "What about this?" He questioned. "Any explanation for this?"

Coco choked on her own coffee. "Wait, hold the fuck up! I thought you were using a voice changer or something! You're telling me that you can pull that shit off with just yourself?"

Weiss blinked before her eyes glazed over. "A dream… this has to be a dream." She nodded to herself. "I'll wake up once this is all over and forget everything. Yeah, that sounds good."

Aaand she's lost it. Jaune shook his head. This is sort of hurting the image I have of her. Deciding to move on before the thought could go any further, Jaune turned back to Coco. "Yeah, it's a talent I have after I practiced a bunch back home. My sisters were just as surprised as you were." He laughed. "Don't think I've seen anyone react as badly as Weiss just did, though."

"Ah yeah, her." Coco glanced at the heiress who seemed to still be off in her own separate reality. "Think she'll be alright?"

"I mean, probably?" Jaune shrugged. "She's usually really level-headed and calm. Not sure what happened to her this time."

Coco seemed to accept the answer for now before sipping her coffee again. "Well, can't say that I was exactly expecting this to happen today. You two sure made my day!" She grinned in a friendly manner. "Anyhow, heard through the grapevine that you're supposed to be the biggest loser within the first-years back at Beacon." She pointed a finger up at Jaune. "And before you say anything, that's just what I heard. Allegedly, you utterly suck at combat and don't exactly have the most stellar academic grades either."

Jaune cringed at the details. While they sounded terrible, they were also absolutely true. He could not deny that.

Coco took his silence as a confirmation. "Yeah, so, there's all that. However, I also heard that you're supposed to be awkward as all hell, and also down atrocious for a certain Weiss Schnee over here." Jaune fidgeted in his seat while Coco gave a light-hearted smile. "Now, I can't say anything about your crush just yet, but the person sitting in front of me is anything but awkward." Coco leaned in, lowering her sunglasses. "Anything to say about that?"

Jaune sighed, deciding to just be honest. "Not sure exactly why, but whenever I get all dressed up and nice as a lady, my awkwardness just sort of… disappears. It's sort of hard to explain, because it just comes to me naturally, I guess? It's not like a separate personality or anything like that either." Jaune shook his head. "I still feel like I'm the usual Jaune Arc, who attends Beacon and loves comics and whatnot. But I also feel like I'm just… better? When I'm dressed up like this."

Coco hummed to herself as she took another sip. "Yeah, I think I can see where you're coming from. I know some others who sorta have a similar thing going on, where they can pull confidence from out of nowhere when they're doing a certain thing. Usually it's for something they're really really good at." She put down her cup onto the table. "Looks like it's crossdressing for you. You sure know how to pull it off as an art. Hell, from what I'm seeing, you can put on makeup better than me, and that's absolutely fucking crazy!"

Jaune scratched his cheek, showing a little of his usual self. "Thanks. It's one of the few things I'm actually proud of."

Coco nodded. "Anyways, here's my biggest question for you. Where the hell did you learn to be so good at fashion? I'm well-known at Beacon for being the go-to outfit coordinator for any students who have a date lined up, so my eyes definitely ain't lying to me. The outfit you put together on your first trip here looks absolutely fucking perfect on you, and I have to say, I'm a little shocked."

Jaune raised his arm to scratch the back of his head. "Yeah, seven sisters sort of do that to you. I can't count the number of times that I've had to give my opinions on their clothes during shopping trips and at home."

Coco's jaw dropped. "Seven? Excuse me? Are your parents insane?"

Jaune chuckled. "People usually have that reaction. Eventually, I started using my experience for my own outfits and clothes, and now I'm here, looking all flashy and nice." He tapped the table a couple of times with his index finger. "Although, I didn't just come here to show off and talk. I really need some more clothes, because the two outfits I bought last time don't cut it when it comes to variety."

"Yeah, I'd feel the same if I only had two different choices to pick from." Coco took a look at Weiss, who was still seemingly not in the present moment. "Guessing nobody else knows about your crossdressing hobby?"

"Nope, I've kept it under lock and key for the most part. I have an apartment out in Vale where I put all of my makeup and ensembles instead of my dorm room. Haven't exactly had the best experiences in the past when it came to people finding out. In fact, I'm a little worried about Weiss now, since she doesn't really look like she's taking it well."

"Eh, I wouldn't really worry about it. I know where you're coming from since our classmates at Beacon aren't always the nicest people, which you probably already know. Don't really think Ice Queen over here is the kind to spill a secret like this, though."

Jaune thought back to Blake and the White Fang incident. At the time, he heard that Weiss was pretty close to going to Ozpin and revealing all of Blake's backstory, but she ended up not doing so and accepting Blake by the end of the conflict.

I guess I should be fine? Weiss sure doesn't look fine, though. Jaune glanced back at the still catatonic heiress. "Hey, Snow Angel? Weiss? You in there?" He waved a hand in front of her face.

This caused Weiss to momentarily flinch back. "Huh? Is the dream over?"

Jaune sighed in exasperation, and Coco decided to talk for him. "Newsflash, Ice Queen. This is one-hundred percent reality." She rolled her eyes. "Sorry that the kid is too hot for you to handle."

Weiss blinked three times before she flushed in anger. "I can't accept that Jaune, out of all people, could ever look like this without some outside help or trickery! For all I know, that's some other girl from Beacon who's holding onto a speaker that Jaune's talking through!" She threw her hands up into the air. "The dunce has absolutely no sense of fashion to speak of, because he wears that ratty hoodie everywhere he goes! And don't get me started on the night before Initiation, where he was wearing a childish blue onesie! In public!"

Coco raised her eyebrow at Jaune while he blushed in embarrassment. "Yeah, uh, looking back, I wasn't exactly thinking straight. And the hoodie is really comfortable! You'd want to wear it everyday if you knew how nice it felt."

"Sure, but it also looks dumb as hell. There's a reason why nobody's outside walking in bunny slippers and sweatpants." Coco took another sip from her cup.

Jaune sighed again and relaxed into his chair. "Why does it seem so hard for you to believe that I'm Jaune?" He questioned Weiss.

She crossed her arms and huffed. "I can list it out for you. You're an absolute dolt, you had the worst fashion sense back at Beacon, you constantly acted like an idiot, you seem to be in way over your head when it comes to girls, you're-"

"Alright, stop! I get it!" Jaune winced at each reason Weiss was listing off. "Was I really that bad?"

Weiss just shook her head. "And you're also unbelievably dense. I don't comprehend how you actually truly believe that your actions are normal."

Closing his eyes, Jaune thought of his past actions through his stay at Beacon, before coming to a realization. Holy, I really have been that bad, haven't I? I'm never listening to Dad ever again. Jaune hung his head in shame. No wonder Cardin bullied me and Weiss kept on turning me down.

Coco snickered at the table. "Wow, you sure are quite something, aren't you? Damn, even I probably wouldn't have believed that you were you if I didn't already know beforehand. You sound like a complete disaster as a guy."

Weiss groaned. "So this really is real? No tricks, no camera that's going to suddenly come around the corner? This person really is Jaune Arc, the absolute idiot leader of Team JNPR?"

"Yep." Coco popped the 'P'. "Turns out the failure of a dude at Beacon is actually one hell of a looker when it comes to being a lady."

Silence filled the room as the information settled within everyone's minds. After half a minute, Jaune gulped down the rest of his coffee before pushing his chair out and standing up. "So, Coco. Clothes?"

She smiled and looked up at him under her shades. "Don't worry, I've got quite the selection."

A Scroll alarm blared as Weiss tried to blink the spots off in her vision upon waking up. It was a Sunday, and Weiss needed to make use of all the time she could on the free day.

Mmmm, that was a nice sleep, I must say. I think I had a bad dream, though. Jaune was dressed up as a woman, and he somehow looked good in it. She shivered. Yeah, as if that could ever happen. Glad to see that it was just a dream and not…

A white paper bag with the logo for Coco's Fashion Emporium sat on the floor besides her bed. Suddenly, the full memories of what had occurred yesterday flooded into her brain.

Weiss's head fell into her open palms. "No…" She mumbled to herself.

While Jaune and Coco were off selecting a variety of garments for the dumb-yet-surprisingly-good-looking dolt, Weiss had shaken off her trance and decided to go through with her plan with the day and buy herself something new. Although she tried her best to avoid it, her eyes kept on wandering to the pair across the store, where they were chatting and browsing through a myriad of colorful material. Weiss decided to save her sanity before they started moving towards the changing room, and purchased a fine white blouse and blue skirt that she had picked out.

The time afterward was a blur, and before she knew it, she had stepped into her dorm back at Beacon. The only member of Team RWBY that was still there was Blake, who simply gave a half-hearted greeting before returning to her book. Without saying a word, Weiss had put down her shopping bag onto the floor and proceeded to fall onto her bed, mind still attempting to explain all of the events that had occurred throughout the day. At some point, she must have fallen asleep, as that was the last memory she could recall before waking up.

Rubbing the sleep away from her eyes, Weiss took a quick inspection of the dorm room. The other three members of RWBY were all still asleep in their bunks, with Yang drooling as normal. Ruby was probably dreaming about cookies, and Blake… maybe something about fish? The cat faunus always seemed to be partial to seafood.

As her mind wandered from inactivity, an image of Jaune from yesterday suddenly popped up out of nowhere. Weiss couldn't help but recall how nice he looked yesterday. He definitely did seem to have an incredible sense of female fashion, even if he usually walked around looking like an idiot at Beacon. He also seemed to be extremely skilled at makeup, as she noticed just how soft his skin seemed to look and how his face-

Weiss shook her head in panic. No no no, I am not thinking about him, I am not! This can't be happening! Desperate to keep her mind off of the subject, she quickly rushed to the shower and turned on the hot water.

Finally relaxing under the steamy sting of the deluge, the heiress leaned against the shower wall. Calm, yes. I am the heiress of the SDC, it is unbecoming of me to act in such a disastrous manner.

However, her mind kept on drifting towards Jaune and the previous day's events. That dunce did buy some new clothes, didn't he? I wonder if he'll be dressing up today too.

Weiss turned the water off after roughly half an hour of deep thinking and relaxation. Just today. It's only going to be for today. No more. She stepped out and wrapped herself in her fluffy white towel. I need to fulfill my curiosity, but only for today. Maybe I'll ask Pyrrha what he's doing later today and… "accidentally" come across him in Vale if he's there.

After drying herself off, Weiss stepped out of the bathroom and began to put together a plan for today. Yes, this might just work. Nobody else can know, or I would never be able to live it down. Now, how does the new clothes from Coco's sound for today?

Author's Note: Shorter chapter, but the next should be longer at least. Looks like Weiss is getting pretty curious now.