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"I'm so tired," Jaune said as he shuffled across the forest. It had been a few hours since he had escaped the mines and that bastard Adam Taurus had left him for dead at the hands of that basilisk. Jaune thanked his luck for having whatever affinity he had with the Grimm kicking in when he needed it to, otherwise, Jaune would have been Grimm chow.

Nyx barked from inside Jaune's hoodie as she licked his chin. Jaune looked down at her with tired blue eyes and smiled a little.

"Any chance you can turn big again like you did back in the cave?" Jaune asked. I really need to figure out how I did that, he added as an afterthought.

Nyx tilted her head and barked.

"I thought so," Jaune said as he continued trudging through the forest. After several more minutes of walking, Jaune collapsed and crawled over to a tree and sat against it.

Nyx hopped out of his hoodie and began to whine.

"Don't worry… I just… need… to take a nap," Jaune said as he passed out. The last thing he saw before everything went dark was an Atlesian Airship landing in the forest and a woman with white hair running over to him.

"Have you found anything yet?" Winter asked as the pilot combed over the forests surrounding the town of Kinrin.

"No, ma'am. Nothing as of yet," the pilot said.

"Well, keep looking," Winter said.

"Yes, ma'am," the pilot replied.

This had been their fourth run within the past three hours and they had found nothing. The aura sensors weren't picking up anything and they were forced to rely on the infrared detectors in order to find Jaune. Winter sighed. If she failed, then Vert was going to go into that deep depression she went into when she first heard that Jaune died, which he apparently didn't.

"Specialist Schnee!"

Winter snapped out of her reverie when she heard the pilot call her name.

"We found something!" the pilot said. "It's faint but our aura scanners have picked up an aura signature down there in the woods!"

"Take us down!" Winter said.

"Yes ma'am!" the pilot said as he turned the bullhead around and flew over to the location of the signature. Upon arriving, the pilot lowered the bullhead down onto the forest floor and opened the door, allowing Winter to exit into the woods.

"Where did the scanners say that the aura signature was?" Winter asked as she placed her hand on her sword.

"Over there, a few meters over in that direction," the pilot said, pointing over to the east of them.

Winter took off, running to the east. She broke through the foliage and couldn't believe her eyes. There in front of her was the passed out form of the only son of the Arc family with a small black dog, tugging on his pant leg. Sensing her presence, the dog turned around and began to growl at Winter.

Winter looked down at the dog and smiled. She went out to touch it when she felt it. The cold air around the puppy. No aura. Winter's eyes widened as she recoiled her hand and went for her weapon.

A grimm! I going to have to… what the? Winter's eyebrows furrowed in confusion when she saw what she assumed was a beowolf get in front of Jaune and guard him, snarling and growling.

It's protecting him? Winter thought in confusion as she watched its strange actions. Not dropping her guard, Winter cautiously approached Jaune and without warning, thrust her sword towards his prone form. The beowolf reacted jumping in front of the blade's trajectory, surprising Winter and making her stop her attack.

"So you are protecting him? Question is… why?" Winter said, placing a hand on her chin.

"Specialist Schnee! We're coming over with a stretcher!" Winter heard a voice call out. Winter bit her lip and looked down at the Grimm.

"Look, in a few minutes, if you don't find a way to hide, you will be killed by my men so… come here," Winter said. What am I doing talking to a Grimm like it can understand me…, Winter thought.

To her surprise, the Grimm ran over and hopped up on her shoulder, albeit with some reluctance in its gait. Winter sighed for what seemed to be the hundredth time that day.

How the hell am I supposed to explain this to Vert? Winter thought as she looked at the pup.

"Um, Specialist Schnee? We have the stretcher," the pilot said with the copilot looking at her curiously.

"Picking up stray dogs?" the copilot asked.

"Yes, I figured that Weiss would adore this since her teammate was recently allowed a pet in their dorm room when I last spoke with her," Winter said, stroking the grimm's fur. The grimm on her shoulder stiffened at the contact but slowly relaxed.

"What's its name?" the copilot asked.

"Ummm... I haven't given it one yet but if I were to name it, I would call it… Kuro," Winter said. Upon hearing the name, the Grimm on her shoulder growled a little.

So it doesn't like the name… what's next Saphron is pregnant with another child? Winter thought sarcastically.

"Er… right, we'll carry the boy back now," the pilot said.

Winter blinked at their sudden departure.

"Was it something I said?" Winter asked as she followed after them.

"No offense Specialist," the copilot said as they boarded the bullhead. "Naming things isn't really your forte."

"Never have I been so offended right now soldier by something… that I one-hundred percent agree with," Winter said as she slumped down on the floor of the bullhead, a cloud of depressing floating over her head.

The grimm bounded off Winter's soldier and hopped onto Jaune's chest and made itself at home. She looked over and saw a small smile forming on Jaune's face.

"You're warm… Nyx," Jaune said before falling back into a deep sleep.

"Nyx? I could have come up with a better name," Winter said, pouting.

Kinrin

"Mae," Maria said as the fox faunus walked down the street ahead of her. The little fox faunus's eyes were full of worry as she ran to find anyone that looked like Jaune. The hospital was forced to check her out early to make room for those injured in the White Fang attack, not that she needed to stay.

"I have to find Jaune! What if he got hurt!?" Mae said, her tail swishing rapidly from side to side while her ears twitched in anticipation.

"Jaune will be okay. He's a tough kid and besides," Maria said.

"What?" Mae asked.

"I trained him remember!" Maria said, flexing.

Mae looked at her blankly before calling out for Jaune again.

"Jaune! Jaune!" Mae called as she looked around the town.

"Mae?"

The two turned around and saw a woman with long blonde hair and blue eyes. She wore a green turtle neck sweater underneath a white jacket with a black skirt and black leggings with long brown boots. She had a relieved smile on her face as she looked at them and began to walk over to the two.

Mae and Maria were confused. Who was this woman and how did she know them?

"Um, I'm sorry but who are you?" Maria asked.

"Eh? It's me. Vert? We met back at Beacon when my brother attended his funeral," Vert said, reintroducing herself to the two.

"Oh that's right," Maria said. "I am getting old…"

"Did you see Jaune anywhere?" Mae asked, running over to her.

"No, not yet. I have a friend looking for him, you see," Vert said, squatting to her level. She placed her hand on the girl's hair and ruffled it. "Her name is Winty and she's the strongest Huntress ever!"

"Really? She's going to find Jaune!" Mae said, her tail wagging in excitement.

Vert felt her heart start to beat faster as she looked at the girl. Her wagging tail. Her twitching fox ears. That little fang she had. Why was this girl so damn cute?

"You're so cute!" Vert said, hugging Mae tightly, pressing her face between her large breasts. Mae struggled to breathe as she was being suffocated. Her mind was racing through all the ways she could escape her fleshy prison when her body reacted all on its own. Her tail began to glow brightly as another ethereal tail manifested itself behind her.

Noticing the light, Vert loosened her grip on Mae and the girl quickly jumped away. Vert and Maria blinked. There were… two of them?

"Mae?" Maria said as she looked between the two girls.

"Yes?" the two answered simultaneously.

"Fascinating," Vert said as she walked over to the two. "Is this your semblance?"

She walked over and touched both Mae's at once. Her eyes widened when she felt the physical sensation of touch coming from both of them.

"They're both corporeal," Vert said as she ran her hand through their hair.

"Interesting, most cloning or illusion semblances that I know of create intangible clones or illusions but hers, they're physical you say?" Maria said.

"It's impossible to tell them apart," Vert said.

"Not quite. You see her tail," Maria said, pointing to the tails of both Maes.

"Yes, what about them?"

"Only one of them has multiple tails," she said. Vert blinked and looked down at the fox faunus's tails. She was right. Only one of them had two tails. Vert watched with fascination as the glow around Mae's tail died down and her ethereal tail flickered out of existence. As soon as the second tail vanished, the second Mae disappeared as well.

"What an interesting semblance," Vert said as she caught the girl. Mae had fallen out of aura exhaustion but was still conscious. Vert looked up at the elderly woman.

"How long has she had her aura?" Vert asked.

"As long as I've known her," Maria said. "She's an orphan and she wasn't well-liked back where we used to live. As a Faunus with more than one animal feature, that made her a target for both humans and faunus that lived there. She was an outcast but the oddest thing that I saw was that her injuries recovered faster than others… that's when I realized that she had her aura unlocked. I don't know how or who did it but it's there."

"Why haven't you trained her like Jaune?" Vert asked as she carried Mae on her back.

"For the same reason that Jaune told me that your parents never trained him and his sister for most of their lives. To keep her out of this life," Maria said.

"Well, you can't keep her powerless forever. Her Semblance is awakening and…," Vert said, her bangs overshadowing her eyes.

"And?" Maria looked at the woman curiously.

"Why did she perceive me as a danger!?" Vert said, tears comically flowing down her face. Maria looked at her strangely before sighing. She looked away and continued to walk, not talking to the hysterically crying blonde next to her.

"I see that you and your brother have made peace," a female voice said from behind Jaune.

Brother? Jaune didn't have a brother?

"What are you talking abou…" Jaune's voice died down as he saw who stood behind him. She was mesmerizing. Her beauty was ethereal and divine. Her long luscious red hair, her emerald green eyes, her soft, pale skin. She had a beautiful figure that was neither too busty nor too flat but it was perfect. Perfect for any man to appreciate and lust over. Jaune gulped. The way this woman looked. It was as if she could stop the entire world just by walking. Entire nations would bow at her feet just so she would give them the time of day.

But to Jaune, she looked like someone who he already gave his heart to and he felt it. A connection to this woman. Was this her? Was this his Pyrrha?

"What's wrong? Are you alright?" she asked as she walked over to him as she noticed his distressed face. Her ethereal eyes became pools of worry as she cupped his cheek.

"Pyrrha?" Jaune asked.

"Who's Pyrrha?" she asked suspiciously. "Have you been seeing someone behind my back?"

Suddenly, the dream faded as Jaune felt something bump his head.

Jaune groaned as his eyes slowly fluttered open. The light blinded him slightly as a few seconds passed slowly before his vision had adjusted. He blinked. The last thing he remembered was passing out underneath a tree so why was there a metal roof over him. He saw a lump of black fur lying on his chest and smiled.

"Nyxie," Jaune said softly. The Beowolf pup looked over at the sound of his voice and barked happily as she ran over and began to lick his face.

"Look at who's finally awake," a voice said from his right. Jaune turned his head and saw someone sitting on the chair across from the stretcher.

Winter looked down at Jaune with a small smile on her face. She brushed a stray curl out of the way as she stood and walked over to the Arc.

"It's been a while hasn't it?" Winter asked.

Jaune blinked. Did he know this woman? She seemed slightly familiar as images of his sister running around with a girl with white hair came to his mind.

"Who are you?" Jaune asked.

Winter faceplanted as soon as she heard Jaune say those words. She looked at the Arc boy with exasperation and some irritation on her face.

"You don't remember me at all? The past Festival of Israfils? The girl with white hair?" Winter pressed. She knew that it had been a while but for him to forget his favorite person.

"Umm, can you give me another hint?" Jaune asked.

"Okay, Vert had a special nickname for her special friend," Winter said.

"Special friend?" Jaune said. He began to think. More memories came forth, this time of a woman with white hair accompanying a little girl with the same shade. Memories of him as a very young child playing with this girl and his sister. The few years that she had suddenly disappeared from their life, only to reappear years later when he and Alice had turned nine. There the memories were much clearer.

"Come on squirt! Don't be so stuck up!" a white-haired teen called out to Jaune as he ran over to her and his older sister.

"Winty, don't be so mean to him!"

"WINTY! IS THAT Y- OW!" Jaune gripped his head in pain as Winter slammed her fist down as hard as she could on his skull. "What the hell was that for…?"

Jaune gulped when he saw the calm, angered look on Winter's face. Beside him, Nyx was shaking in fear and hid behind Jaune as he began to slowly back away from Winter.

"Don't call me Winty," Winter said.

"Where have you been all these years? You stopped showing up after we turned eleven," Jaune said.

"I was training to be a huntress," Winter said as she leaned back in her chair. Jaune reminded Winter of his sister in many ways. She felt relaxed. None of that stuck-up military crap that she had grown to hate even though Ironwood told her it was okay to be lax every once in a while.

"Really? I can see that," Jaune said as he sat up. His eyes furrowed the more he looked at her. She began to look like someone he had met before but couldn't place on where. He filed it away as something to figure out on a later date.

"Say… how did you survive? From what I learned while I was at Beacon for your funeral, you fell off a cliff after having been severely injured by Beowolves," Winter said.

"My aura saved me," Jaune said. "If it wasn't for my aura, I wouldn't have survived the fall."

"That's not possible," Winter said.

Jaune looked at her curiously. "What do you mean? It is possible to survive a fall off a cliff with aura. Ozpin launches us off them for initiation."

"Yes, I am very well aware of the headmaster's… eccentric method of testing new students but that is not possible," Winter said. "When you're launched, Ozpin tells you to devise a landing strategy yes? A way to halt your fall enough so that your aura doesn't end up tanking most of the damage or shattering upon impact?"

Jaune looked at her and nodded, showing that he understood.

"And from what I was aware of, you were in battle and was injured, correct?" Winter asked.

"Yes, but what does that have to do with how I survived?" Jaune asked.

"Well, for one, you should have bled out," Winter said.

Jaune felt the world around him stop. His eyes widened drastically as Winter's words slowly began to sink in. She was right. He should have bled out when he fell into the river. Hell, he should have frozen to death so how… just how did he survive? He looked down at his hands as he desperately tried to figure out the mystery of his survival.

"But you should count yourself lucky huh?" Winter said. Jaune looked at her.

"You did survive and make it back so don't think about it too hard. Just be glad that you made it," Winter said, clapping his shoulder.

Jaune smiled at her words.

"Yeah, I guess I should," Jaune said.

"By the way," Winter said, leaning into Jaune's ear. "How are you able to control grimm?" she whispered.

"Wh- What are you talking about?" Jaune stuttered. "Nyx isn't a grimm. She's a black labrador puppy!"

"Funny. I never mentioned that Nyx was a grimm," Winter said.

Jaune paled as soon as she said that. He internally cursed himself for falling right into her trap.

"So?"

"I think it's part of my semblance," Jaune said as he stroked Nyx's fur. Nyx purred and leaned into Jaune's touch.

"Strange. Semblances are supposed to reflect an aspect of ourselves. Perhaps, your semblance is a reflection of your darker self," Winter said.

Jaune remained silent at her words.

"Or," Winter said, causing Jaune to perk up. "The Arcs have always been a family of heroes. Your mother was one and your father became one by marrying into the family. As such all Arcs were blessed with a semblance that answered their inner cry for justice and their need to help others, maybe this is a way your semblance chose to manifest. Helping people by turning their greatest enemy into their greatest ally."

"You really think so?" Jaune asked her.

"I can only guess. I haven't seen your semblance completely in action so this might not even be it," Winter said.

"My semblance is something else," Jaune admitted. He raised his hand and a small sphere of aura weakly flickered to life, burning for a few seconds before fading away.

"A Manipulation Class Semblance," Winter said. "Interesting. So the part about controlling… them is different?"

"I assume so. I've never had a chance to test it in a controlled environment," Jaune said.

"Maybe," Winter said.

What if it's not a semblance? What if it's something else? LIke… magic. Could it be that the sole son of the Arc family was born with Magic? Winter thought as she looked at Jaune, who had begun playing with Nyx.

"Specialist! We're arriving at Kinrin!" the pilot said.

"Good. Take us down at the mines. I'll take it from here with our passenger," Winter said.

"Wait. I can get to town myself. You don't need to escort me," Jaune said, waving his arms around.

"No, your sister would kill me if I didn't bring you back to her personally. Then, she'd kill you," Winter said.

Jaune gulped in fear. He remembered that one of the things that Vert had inherited from their mother was her fiery temper. Coupled with her semblance, Jaune did not intend to mess with a furious Vert. Conceding, Jaune reluctantly agreed with Winter and nodded.

"Hey, this is for both of our survival," Winter said as the bullhead shook a little upon landing.

"Did you grab my weapons?" Jaune asked.

"The scythes? They're over there leaning against the other cargo," Winter said, gesturing to the small box in the back.

"Thanks. Can't lose Sol and Luna," Jaune said, picking them up.

"I never took you for a scythe wielder," Winter said as they exited the bullhead. "Weiss mentions that you used a sword and shield."

"I did but I wanted to separate myself from my family. That was my grandfather's weapon, not mine. It's why despite me using it, it never felt right," Jaune said as they walked past the dozens of SDC workers and Atlas soldiers. It took a few seconds before the last of Winter's words hit him in the face.

"Wait… did you say Weiss?" Jaune asked.

"Yes, why?" Winter looked down at him.

"I'm just curious. Do you know her or something?" Jaune asked.

"Yeah, she's my younger sister," Winter said, nonchalantly.

"Ah… Eh? Your younger sister?" Jaune said. "But you two are nothing alike!" he exclaimed, pointing at her.

"Yes, well, she is. I'm sorry if she had anything to do with your less than savory time there," Winter said.

"It's fine. It's not your fault," Jaune said.

"Still, mother and I… we tried to raise her to be kind and understanding… not this. Cruel and demeaning. Quick to judge without analyzing the situation at hand," Winter said.

"If it makes you feel better, I kind of deserved it since I snuck in with fake transcripts," Jaune said.

"I know. You really thought that your sisters could get official transcripts of their own?" Winter said, sending Jaune a small smile.

"But… Saph's wife, Terra, works at the Atlas base in Argus! I thought they got it from there!" Jaune said.

"Please. Terra may be good at what she does but getting official transcripts means going deep into the underbelly of Argus and that's where I came in. Or well, forced to come in. Your sister strongarmed me into helping her," Winter said.

"I see…," Jaune said. "Anything else I should know about how and where you got those transcripts from?"

"No, we just got them from the black market is all," Winter said.

"Not shady at all," Jaune said.

His blue eyes went from his escort to the town of Kinrin, which lay up ahead. Jaune's heart clenched with worry when he saw the state of some of the buildings. Families and workers alike were still helping those who had been affected in the aftermath. Rescue workers digging through some of the collapsed buildings to find missing people. He balled his fists in anger. Why did this town have to be attacked by the White Fang? Why did the SDC have to move in and paint a target on these people who were just trying to live their lives?

He stopped shaking as he felt a hand on his shoulder. He turned to see Winter looking at him with blank eyes.

"It's infuriating, isn't it? To see people like this? To know that the ones who did this are still out there," Winter said.

Jaune looked at her and began to back away as he saw a shimmering white aura appear around her. However as quickly as it came, it disappeared.

"But we must press on. To find them and bring them to justice in order to protect the others," Winter said, smiling.

"I have a question," Jaune said as they walked down the streets.

"Hmm?"

"Why do I have no memories of Aunt Willow if she's my godmother?" Jaune asked. "And most of my memories of you are from when Alice and I were nine."

"It's because after Mother gave birth to Weiss, our father, a despicable man named Jacques began to dig his oily claws into her. No matter how many times mother tried to remove Weiss from his presence and vice-versa, Jacques would always be there with something to counteract her so mother had to stay. She couldn't come to Domremy anymore, that is… until Weiss began going to Beacon. With her out of our father's grasp and our grandfather being around Whitley more, I think she can finally visit the town of her friend for the first time. As for me, it was pretty much the same. I had to protect Weiss from our father. I lost count of how many hits I took for her," Winter said, looking down.

"It was only when I started going to Atlas that I could leave for Domremy under the pretenses of it being a mission or extended project," Winter said.

"Oh, so that's why," Jaune replied.

"Yeah," Winter said.

As the two walked on, they conversed about various things, mostly what Jaune has been doing lately. Jaune described at length the tortures an old demon named Maria Calavera has been putting him through and how it paid off. Winter nodded along, her stoic demeanor returning and offered Jaune some advice on how to get lessen the soreness in his muscles after training. As they walked, they heard a voice yell out to them.

"Winter!"

The two turned around and saw Vert running towards them. Her eyes widened in happiness when she set her eyes upon Jaune. She ran even faster and ran headfirst into Jaune, wrapping her arms around him tightly. Winter watched in amusement as the elder Arc sister began to suffocate a struggling Jaune. It was like watching a King Taijitu catch its prey. The more Jaune struggled, the tighter Vert's grip became.

"Sis! I can't… BREEEAAATHE!" Jaune gasped as he desperately began to tap on Vert's arm.

"Vert," Winter said.

Vert looked up at Winter with a confused look on her face. Winter sighed and pointed at Jaune's face which was now turning into a deadly shade of blue. Vert paled and let go, shaking Jaune as froth started coming out of his mouth.

"Jaune! JAUUUUNE!" Vert screamed hysterically as Jaune lapsed in and out of consciousness.

"What's going on?"

The two turned around and saw Maria and Mae walking up to them. Maria glanced over and saw a barely conscious Jaune in Vert's arms.

"What did you do to him?" Maria asked.

"Why are you assuming I did this!?" Vert demanded in a scandalized tone.

"You almost did this to Mae about fifteen minutes ago," Maria said in a deadpan tone. Mae nodded her head rapidly in agreement.

Vert's mood dropped as she hugged her knees and rocked back and forth on the street as a cloud of depression rained down its melancholic raindrops on her head. Winter, Maria, and Mae sweatdropped as she kept muttering "I'm sorry" over and over.

"Jaune!" Mae cried out, running towards the fallen Arc. She walked over and tugged on his sleeves, rousing him out of his fading state.

"Mae?" Jaune asked groggily as he sat up.

"Jaune!" Mae jumped and hugged Jaune tightly, wrapping her tiny arms around his neck. Jaune smiled and returned the hug.

"You did okay kid," Maria said, walking over to him.

"Thanks, old lady," Jaune said, smiling. That smile quickly disappeared when Maria hit Jaune on the top of his head with her cane.

"OW!"

"Don't run off like that again!" Maria scolded.

"Ow, fine, fine!" Jaune said.

"Good. I don't train suicidal brats," Maria said.

"Jaune?"

Jaune turned around and saw his sister looking at him with some tears in her eyes. She ran over and hugged him again and this time, Jaune returned the hug tightly.

"Don't ever do that again! This is the second time! I almost thought I lost you again!" Vert said, crying hysterically. Jaune had a guilty look on his face as he made soothing circles on his sobbing older sister's back.

"I'm sorry, Vert," Jaune said.

"You better be," she muttered as she began to pull out of the hug. She sniffled and wiped her tears before giving Jaune a mischievous smirk. "Don't think you're off the hook yet. I'm telling Mom and Dad about the stunt you pulled off and I'm definitely telling your girlfriend about this."

Jaune became a deathly shade of white upon hearing this. He grabbed Vert's shoulders and began to shake her.

"Please don't do this! Mom and Dad, I'm fine with but not Pyrrha! PLEASE DON'T TELL PYRRHA! I WILL ACTUALLY DIE!" Jaune said.

"Well, then you should have thought of that before running off to a warzone where Adam fucking Taurus was seen," Vert said.

"Hey! I didn't know that he would be there," Jaune said, raising his hands in defense.

"Didn't know… wait? Did you actually see him?" Winter asked.

"See him?" Jaune snorted. "The bastard left me for dead after I saved his life multiple times when we ran into a Basilisk inside the mines."

"That asshole! I'm going to rip him to shreds!" Vert growled as a green aura began to manifest around her.

"Hey sis, calm down. You're scaring everyone," Jaune said, placing his hand on his older sister's shoulder.

Vert breathed in deeply before exhaling, causing her aura to fade away.

"Sorry about that," Vert said.

"What happened to him after?" Winter asked.

"I don't know. By the time I got out, I was too tired to run after him and I was running low on aura," Jaune said. "I walked for a bit and then passed out under a tree where you found me."

"Hmmm, I need to report this to General Ironwood. Did he say anything in particular? Like what his next target was?" Winter asked.

"I don't know. We were just focused on getting out at the moment," Jaune said.

"Hmm, I see," Winter said. As she was about to speak, Winter narrowed her eyes as she heard someone speak through her earpiece.

"Specialist Schnee. We have accounted for most of the Dust crates that were reported to have been stolen by the White Fang. We need you to come down here. One of the members we found seems to have been a high ranking member of this operation so they might have more information on future attacks," the radio said.

"On my way, over," Winter said. "Well, the soldiers have just found the rest of Adam's men so I need to go over there and interrogate them. I'll see all of you later. Vert, I'll try to get a leave so that I can go to the Festival of Israfil."

"Alright," Vert said.

"I'll be off then," Winter said.

"Winty, wait!"

"What-?" Winter's eyes widened when Vert placed a kiss on her cheek. Her face exploded in an atomic blush. Vert pulled away with a sly smile on her face. Winter looked at her, placing a hand on the cheek that Vert kissed while stuttering incoherently as she grew redder and redder by the second.

"Uh- I have to g-go! BYE!" Winter said in a high-pitched tone and ran off.

"Don't you think that you're teasing her too much?" Jaune asked.

"Nah," Vert said. "Besides… I'll tell her at the Festival."

"Tell her what?" Jaune asked.

"Nevermind that, now, I'm hungry. Wanna get something to eat?" Vert asked them.

"Sure," Maria said.

"I'm hungry! Can we get pizza?" Mae asked, wagging her tail.

"You're so cute!" Vert said, reaching out to hug her. Mae immediately ducked under it and ran towards Jaune.

"Come on," Jaune said as he picked up Mae. "Let's go get something to eat."

Sorry if this chapter seems a bit short. But on the bright side, we only have a few more chapters until the Festival so I hope you're all ready for another Arkos reunion and possibly a Jaune-Blake reunion. Now the only thing I'm wondering is if I should bring Ren and Nora... decisions, decisions. Oh and Mae's semblance. I'll show more and more of it in the next couple of chapters so great! Have a great day/night or not, the choice is yours!~