Watching Jaune Again!

by NigmaShady

People of Remnant are pulled into another theater watching different scenarios of one Jaune Arc except there's a twist. What do you mean they go back to their reality? What do you mean he might go into watching himself along with the cast of characters? A different take on the react trend in RWBY fics. (Changed to Rated M in chapter 5) (Discontinued)

8. Shorts III: A Different Haircut

AN: Hey here's the Shorts no. 3, this will be placed right after Chapter 5 and this will be the Imyoshi. Because it is a short, it will be oneshots or just having one oneshot instead of the chapters of a story. I will do Silver soon, they're being planned. Also this will be placed to explain that I will not update for a while. I'll be gone for about two weeks because of a vacation I planned.

I'm a bit disappointed no one wanted to ask or question where the Creator came from since whoever got it right would guarantee a spot in the upcoming chapters. So check again in the Welcome Back to Jojo, whoever first gets it right whatever request they ask, I will do it. On my honor I swear this to be so. Good luck.

I might add stuff or remove stuff from the oneshot or even the chapter so that I could showcase a different way but to still keep in track with the theme and the story. This is to explain why I changed the ending of the 'Talk Worth Having' because it was still a talk worth having and I feel like making it into 'it's just a prank bro.' It somehow defeats the purpose of the story up to that point, so I just made it into a talk that changed the Lancaster duo.

After that I may release another chapter but I'm planning to post my new story "A Different Kind of a Hero" for the RWBY/Fate Stay Night crossover. I hope people could check that out and give that story support as well. I think I surpassed my first official one, Akatsuki no Naruto with this one. Really glad you enjoyed this series, I also find it fun.

Disclaimer: I do not own RWBY because it's owned by Rooster Teeth, if I did I would pay the staff that make the show. I also do not own the fanfic used since it is the intellectual property of Imyoshi.

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"So these are called shorts because sometimes the machine does not want to play the right scenario." Jaune tried to comprehend the detailed explanation given by the Creator who simply shrugged his shoulders.

"Also because some of these main scenarios are hard to load therefore in order to keep on going, we show some side scenarios. This one is what if Jaune had a different look after Forever Fall."

Team RWBY and JNPR were confused since Jaune's look was his default look, how can something as a change of appearance cause differences in events. "Also Tai will find Jaune very, very interesting and love him like a son."

"What? That's impossible. I could never do so. I'm so confident in this that if I do accept what he is and what he does then he can date both my daughters with my consent." Tai proudly stated since his chest puffed up.

"DAD!" Yang and Ruby exclaimed in embarrassment.

"Hold still!"

'Why did, I, Jaune Arc agree to Nora Valkyrie giving him a haircut again?Oh? Right? I didn't.'He tried struggling upon waking up, she had forced him onto her bed and wrapped a blanket around his neck with a pair of scissors armed and ready. Her guilty grin hadn't been a comforting sight to behold first thing on a Sunday morning.

"I'm going to make your hair match your itchy beard, so don't move!" Okay. So he hadn't shaved recently. That wasn't his fault. His razor broke, Ren didn't use one, sticking to StormFlower's long blade as his own personal razor. No matter how cool that proved to be, Jaune lacked any backbone to move StormFlower's blades near his neck. Plus, Pyrrha had been nothing but grating with her need to push him to study for next week's upcoming tests. Not like he had the stomach to say no.

He couldn't do it especially when said champion got extra-pushy. So his mission to shave kind of fell off the list. In the process, he developed a tiny bit of stubble. Did that mean he needed a new look as Nora so eloquently put it?

"Goddamn Lover Boy, look at that dirty beard!" Yang commented while Jaune was giving her a dirty glare.

Jaune rubbed his chin. "Well it does grow quickly that's why I buy a lot of razors."

Pyrrha smiled. "Maybe it will look good on you, if you stop shaving for a while Jaune." 'I'd love to rub your stubble and kiss it too.'

SNIP! SNIP! Resigning himself to his Fate, the Arc watched as locks of his hair passed his vision to land on his lap. She moved at a constant, dangerous pace, snipping without pause. 'Did she even know how to cut hair? Wait a minute… What am I saying? Of course, she didn't. Why wasn't I trying to stop her?'

"All done!"

Blinking, he stood up when Nora freed him from her hold, instantly touching his hair with mild confusion. "That was fast. I barely had time to get comfortable."

Fast was using it in the lightest sense of the word. He had sat there for a minute, maybe two, and the Valkyrie had finished in record time. Jaune was inclined to believe she hardly cut any of his golden locks, settling on the idea of her pulling his strings, but found that argument moot. Not while his fingers unmistakably felt less volume and mass than before. So she had ended up cutting a generous amount of hair. Not a bit, but a lot.

"Holy Oum! No! No! It can't be!" Qrow yelled out in terror while the others were wondering what was going on. They looked at Tai who had also looked pale in terror while Raven was laughing her ass off.

Ruby blinked once, then twice, then thrice and then she squeaked. "That's impossible."

Yang raised an eyebrow questioningly. "What's wrong? I don't see that much of a difference. Although I like his new style."

Ruby wanted to tell something but Tai had appeared behind her and clamped her mouth. "Don't! Don't tell my little dragon. She will never look at me the same."

Preparing himself with an untold amount of false confidence, he hesitantly pushed himself toward the bathroom. Nora tagged along, hiding one arm behind her back with a growing grin. The small walk from here to there felt excruciatingly long, and he hadn't realized he closed his eyes until he crashed into the door.

Slam! "Oh, the pain." Nora giggled, holding her sides from her Fearless Leader's antics. Well, he had to be fearless to walk around with his eyes closed. That was why he was the leader!

Everyone except Jaune was laughing at that version of Jaune's antics. Nora nodded and agreed with her alternate self's reasoning. "No wonder Ozpin chose Jauney as the leader."

"Actually it's because the team name would sound better and I didn't want the team to have a Pyrrhic victory everytime." Ozpin admitted.

Ignoring her giggles of mutiny, he rubbed his head and stepped into the bathroom with a sharp turn toward the mirror. A reflection, not mirroring past memories, stared back at him. Jaune had to blink more than once to ingrain the image into his memory banks, and his hand drifted slowly across his hair and stubble. "Is that really how I look?"

All things considered, once he moved past the surprise, he didn't look half bad. That quick waltz to the bathroom mirror revealed an entirely different person. The way his locks twirled up, added with his small stubble, made for a decent appearance. His blue eyes popped out more. The longer he ran a hand through his hair, the better it felt between his fingers. His longish hair, while a signature style, had been a nightmare to tame in the morning. Not to mention how unbearable it got during those rare days of humidity. 'Maybe this haircut could be a good thing?'

Yang chuckled. "Lover Boy is looking really good, maybe he should change his look to that." The reaction of her family was in various degrees of laughter or disgust.

Tai shook his head. "Little dragon, don't you think your classmate looks a bit familiar to you. Like you don't see double."

Yang rubbed her chin in thought for a while but couldn't really see any resemblances. He still looked the same dopey self as well. "Nope."

"Well..." Jaune remained quiet, lips sealed. That smug grin of hers grew, and she leaned forward to poke haughtily at his chest. "Admit it! You like it! Admit it!"

"I don't know what you're talking about." Nora never stopped poking him, relentless with her assault. He ultimately swatted her hand away, grumbling at the overly energetic teammate. "Fine. I like it. You win. Happy now?"

She pulled out her scroll, saving the recording before snapping a few pictures. "I am now!"

Before he managed to get a word in, she zoomed away with a cloud of dust trailing behind her. Most likely off to show Ren and Pyrrha his new hairstyle while adding in a mix of her personal touch to the story. Speaking of his remaining friends, he walked out of the bathroom to glance around his team's room, finding the silence comforting for however long that'd last. Now that the wildcard was gone, he figured it was time to focus on other matters outside of his dew.

He needed to study in order for the upcoming exams. Grabbing his scroll, the Arc hummed and promptly decided to leave and venture to the library. If studying was on the table, then it was best to escape before Pyrrha had a chance to sink her hands into him, and the library would be the last place she dared to look for him.

Pyrrha looked sad that Jaune thought of her like that. To save his butt, the blonde knight decided to intervene. "It's not your fault Pyrrha… it's just I need a few breaks when we're studying for exams."

Pyrrha sighed and gave him a smile. "Okay, Jaune. I'll lay it off but you have to know that I don't want you to fail."

Jaune gave his partner a hug. "Thank you Pyrrha."

Speeding walking to the building, he absently rubbed a hand through his new hairdo, feeling some of the eyes of the student body on him. A few heads turned, wondering who the hell that was. Others recognized him and stopped to tilt their heads. Reaching the library, he huffed and quietly headed for the end of the room, passing by with the hush whispers being either friend or foe. The soft hum of the air conditioner breezed through his hair and tickled parts of his face untouched by air.

Jaune looked at his hair since he held the bangs of his hairstyle. "I don't think it's that bad. I mean will everyone look at me if I change my hair."

Nora had in her hands a pair of safety scissors. "I think we should change your hair. I can snip snip just as fast Jauney."

Jaune had moved a bit away from Nora while using one of his special techniques called the Pyrrha Shield. "Uh, uh, I'm not trusting you with anything that sharp, Nora. I'll give it to my partner if I want a haircut."

Pyrrha immediately went into her daydream mode as she imagined Jaune trusting her to change his look. Which would then transition to trusting him with marriage. This line of reasoning for her was perfect.

Spotting a homey corner to call his own, he went and found the history book needed for Doctor Oobleck's history exam, placed his back toward a large window, and slid down with an even sigh. Studying wasn't—and never would be—his greatest strength. Still, he needed to devour this information if he wished to regurgitate it later.

Yang Xiao-Long didn't want to study for the tests. Sometimes a girl just needs to have fun instead of what her teammates wanted to do it. Hoping to drag her partner out for some random fun and away from the books, she ventured for the library, betting Blake would be hiding somewhere there. If not, well, that feline only had so many hiding places. Most of the enjoyment came from the hunt. She was even half-tempted to use a laser pointer to lure her partner out of hiding.

Ruby snickered while Yang had placed her younger sister in a headlock. "Don't make fun of me when you also don't like to study."

Tai started to cry. "Did I raise a daughter who just wants to fight and drink?"

Raven commented. "If she was stronger she'd be part of the Tribe." The big blonde bear growled since he wouldn't want Yang to go to her anime parent.

Blake glared at her partner. "I hate you Yang. I loathe you I do not respond to a laser pointer like an Oumdamn cat!"

Yang snickered with delight. "If you're so sure then let's check it out. Hey I'll even bring some kitty litter and a dog for you to argue with."

The black cat faunus decided to look away while grumbling. "I'll show you."

Snickering to herself, Yang passively strolled into the library and began her hunt. She checked the nearby computer terminals and explored the rows of bookcases, ducking and weaving between the student body with fierce grace, but found no Blake. Eventually, her search led her to the end of the library, where few students ventured to and but only one person was there, face hidden behind a large textbook. He sat alone with his back pressed against a two-way mirror with sunlight shining through.

Odd, he appeared to be purposely hiding with how highly he held the book. Curious, Yang did a double-take upon moving closer to the lone student. The dragoness instantly recognized that posture from anywhere! Only one noodle she knew owned that hoodie and jean combo. Heck! She only knew one noodle that dared to wear that outfit outside the privacy of his team's dorm!

Jaune looked down at his body. "I'm trying here. I'm doing my best to beef up. Not like you're helping me, Yang."

Yang smirked. "Is that a challenge, Noodle Boy?"

Jaune gave the blonde brawler a confident smirk of his own. "If I can handle Nora's Thunderous Workout, then I can handle yours."

Yang chuckled. "That's a challenge you're gonna regret, Lover Boy. I'll make a man out of you."

Feeling in a teasing mood, and with no baby sister or partner in sight, Yang smirked playfully and stalked over to her new prey. The closer she hunted, the more she realized how troubled he appeared, and she found the Arc head deep in a history book. Judging by the way he groaned and hit his forehead on the pages with fingers gripped tightly to the cover, he had zero clues to what he was reading. She didn't blame him. History wasn't her strong suit either. Dates, people, and quotes were a no-go for her. Give her combat class any day.

Smirking, she quietly took a seat across from him and used her index finger to push the book down when he failed to notice her. "Hell—whoa! What's this now? New haircut, Vomit Boy? What? Hoping to impress Weiss now?"

"I don't need a new haircut to impress Snow Angel." Jaune objected.

Weiss commented. "You don't need anything to change to switch my opinion of you, fool."

Yang chuckled at Weiss' answer. "Maybe you should lay a bit of your coldness Weiss Cream and warm up a bit. Lover Boy actually looks good."

Weiss and Ruby looked horrified while Blake was definitely curious about Ruby's reaction. "Seriously what is wrong with Jaune's new look."

A thick silence filled the library with the Arc glaring. He shut the book, knowing studying was off the table with her around. Not to say he minded the distraction too much, but if Pyrrha found out he was slacking off on his studies, well, her fiery smile had the power to make a Beowolf run in fear. Still, his glared died when Yang's smirk only grew in volume the longer he remained mute.

Pyrrha moped. "But I'm just determined to make you better."

A losing battle for the Fearless Leader. Knowing the secret was out, he ran a hand through his newly cut hair, craving the way his fingers used to tangle themselves in the strands. When she poked him stubbornly in the arm, he sighed.

"Ha-ha." Jaune droned. "No. I haven't had time to shave with tests being in a week and Pyrrha hounding me to study, and I'm out of razors. It's kind of fallen off my radar. You can thank Nora for the haircut."

Yang mentally noted to shake Nora's hand. She hated to admit it, but the haircut did him justice. It looked good. Real classy. His once longs bangs curled down with some sloping up from the unkemptness of it all. Added in with the stubble and he acquired this mature appearance. Anyone could wholly see his youth beneath the features, but appearing defined helped. All and all, she slapped his new appearance with two thumbs up.

"Hn..." she droned purposefully, rubbing a few strands between her fingers. "I don't think I've ever seen you with short hair or stubble before. Gotta say it's hard to see the resemblance between the old you and this one."

"Is it really that bad?"

Jaune played with his hair and sighed. "Maybe I should change my look into that."

"NO!" Tai, Ruby and Qrow yelled simulateneously which caused Jaune to question them. Why react so violently? The new change couldn't be that bad if other people started liking it.

She punched him in the shoulder. "I didn't say that. I think this new hairstyle suits you. It's definitely better than that mop of hair you used to have. Now that was so so bad."

He frowned. "That mop of hair was me. It was my essential Jaune-ness."

She made sure he noticed her eye roll. "Trust me on this, Jaune, this is the look you want. Take it from a girl who knows her hair. Oh! And keep the stubble. It works."

Knowing Yang cherished her hair above all else, he heavily considered the idea. Shaving would be easier if he didn't need to worry about it every day. Keeping his hair short would be annoying, but doable. Plus, if what Yang said was true—which was kind of hard to believe, being her and all—then this new look could potentially help him win over Weiss. If the brawler thought this style worked, then it'd be a shame to toss it away without giving it a test drive. And if he ended up hating it, he could always allow it to grow back. Until then, why not?

Ruby whispered to her father. "I think Yang really loves you dad."

Tai simply looked at the version of Jaune and sighed. "It's ok honey… this must be karma for everything I've done up to this point."

She met his answer with a mismatched frown. In all honesty, Yang should be hitting the books and not with her fists. She wanted to say no, practically ready to. Studying when the sun was bright and not a cloud in the sky went against everything she stood for, then again, she bombed her last history test. Weiss was annoying about getting good grades. Blake didn't fare any better. Only her sister resorted to disappointed looks.

Somehow those hurt the worst. Sighing and unable to ignore Jaune's innocent, awkward smile, she rubbed her locks in frustration and pulled up a seat next to him. A little studying couldn't hurt. An hour at best. Then she'd tackle on the day and waste it outdoors like any sane person. Not like he could hurt, besides, the text couldn't be that dry.

"Fine, I got nothing better to do, Vomit Boy. So what are we reading?"

The Arc bumped her shoulder and scooted closer, flipping to the first chapter. "The war between Faunus' rights. We have to know how it started and ended and everything in between!"

Velvet murmured. "But that part is just so easy to understand."

Coco chuckled. "Chill honey bun, no one's that smart like you."

Yang's frown deepened. "You really know how to suck the fun out of life, don't ya?"

He purposely shoved the book closer. "Hey! You think I want to be reading this? It's not my fault history is so boring, who wants to read about some old general when you have these!" Jaune pulled out a few comics from his bag. "Now, this is true literature."

Blake growled upon seeing those comics especially when her team leader loudly agreed to that proposal. "That's a disgrace! True literature is adult literature."

Yang chuckled. "So basically smut."

Yang smirked and swiped the comics from his hand. "You got that right. I'll be taking those. But be careful what you call true literature, Blake will fight you tooth and nail to prove you wrong."

He reached out and pulled a comic free from her grip, matching her challenging smirk with a guilty smile. The blonds allowed the moment to rest and sunk deep into the vivid pages. It was quiet with simple page flips and the gentle hum of the nearby air conditioner to drown out any other sound. Any distraction melted away, however, by doing so enabled them both to finish the stack of comics in little time.

Thank Oum Yang was different. His teammates wouldn't allow him to have this simple hobby. Maybe he should show his appreciation? Nothing too big, just an easy thanks was in order. Jaune did just that by shoving her shoulder. When he captured her attention, the Arc smiled harmlessly at the waiting girl. "Hey, uh, thanks for not getting on my back about studying. I appreciate it, Yang. Anyone else and they would've grilled me. I'm glad you're different."

Yang smiled. "Of course I'm different Lover Boy. I'm not like those people who love to study. That ain't gonna help in the battlefield."

Glynda sighed. "One day they will understand… one day."

Mood set, she smirked, elbowing him back. "Different, huh? How so?"

He hummed. "I can't really explain in words, you're just different, but don't worry, I mean it in a good way."

Jaune sighed. "I didn't realize I was this awkward. These scenarios are really therapeutic for me."

Ruby smiled. "That's why we're best socially awkward buddies."

"C'mon, you can't just quit halfway, I wanna know now. Spill, Arc."

Shaking his head, he sighed nonchalantly, apparently absorbed into the comic. "I notice it when you fight. You're like some bright star. No one else compares to you. Not even Pyrrha. She's strong, I'm not saying she's not, but your confidence puts you above the rest. I'm just happy behind that perfect smile of yours is someone who knows how to relax. Everyone at this school is too worked up."

Yang snickered. "Didn't know you thought about me like that, eh Lover Boy?"

Jaune nodded. "Of course, I mean that's why you're fun to be with."

Yang instantly decided to shut up before a more appreciative comment would come out from her mouth. 'Boy does he lay it on thick. Does he not get social cues sometimes… but what he said was really nice.'

Tai was about to rant but sighed when he looked at the scene in front of him. 'I'm really getting mad over a kid who is really like me… am I turning into Qrow?'

Jaune was too awkward and kind to know when he was being mushy. When he hoped to be romantic, he was a terrible klutz. When he acted like a fool, he said things that most people didn't dare say out loud. Complimenting Yang's smile and burning spirit happened to be one of those things. No one, not her partner or her team, ever praised her in such a way. People tended to focus on her looks, not the other way around. For Jaune Arc, partner to the Pyrrha Nikos, the Hello Again girl, to say that to her? Well, it momentarily left her speechless. She quickly recovered, but the blood in her body felt pleasantly warm.

"Wow! That was corny! We're just missing some butter and a movie. And here I thought you had a thing for Weiss." Red quickly rushed to his cheeks, and Jaune hid within the colorful pages, avoiding her teasing smirk. Perfect for her, because he failed to notice the subtle shift of red between that perfect smile of hers, more interested in the stencil art.

"Buy me dinner first before all this flirting." Yang piped out which was uncharacteristic of her since mostly that was more of a Ruby thing to do.

Jaune smiled at her. "Sure, maybe we can just start Yanging around after."

Yang snorted before turning into full blown laughter while Ruby was cradling herself in sickness over this appalling act. "Make it stop. He's really becoming like him."

"S-Shut up! Just forget it." Teasing him would be too easy, Yang reasoned, and instead settled to finish the last of his comics. Still, she considered throwing him a bone. That compliment was one hell of a doozy! Better than Pyrrha Nikos? Could she get that printed on a t-shirt? She'd wear it until the words faded and then some.

Anyway, she didn't dare allow that comment to slide. He wasn't getting off that easy. Not while she enjoyed watching the red spread across his cheeks. "You know... If you said more things like that, and dropped the guitar, you'd have a better chance with Weiss."

Jaune cupped his own chin in thought. "Well when she puts it like that… maybe I should change my approach to courting."

Pyrrha chimed in. "I think you just need to learn about timing. There are a lot of females out there who would appreciate what you're doing." 'LIKE ME!'

Blake sighed. "I agree with Pyrrha, Jaune. It just becomes annoying especially when the girl says no maybe you should stop or give her time."

Yang didn't need to look away from the book to know he stopped and thought hard about what she said. For a minute or two, she heard him aimlessly flip through the pages of his book, probably trying to appear distracted. When he finally lowered the comic with a silent breath, she expected him to act eager at the opportunity to win over Snow Angel's heart, but he surprised her by sighing fruitlessly. "Nope! Can't do it. I've already said everything I like about Weiss, and she still doesn't give me a chance. I doubt a few more words and a new haircut's gonna change that."

Nora exclaimed. "That's not Jaune-Jaune anymore, it's an alien wearing our Fearless Leader's skin. He can't quit on Weiss like that!"

"What? You're serious?" Yang snorted. "What about all that mushy stuff you told me? That's prime gold."

Now it was his turn to snort. "Did you forget already? You're different. You stand out way more than she does. It's easier for me to say such things when there are so many positive words to choose from."

She humphed. "You make it sound like I'm perfect."

"No. You're not perfect. No one's perfect." Jaune laughed, smile grand, lost again in the artwork. "But if I'm being honest, you're just probably the closest thing to perfection."

Yang had to hide her face with her knees in order to not show her reddened face from the rest of everyone looking at her. 'Why the hell is so smooth when he doesn't mean to flirt?!'

Tai smirked when he noticed his little sunflower's reaction towards Jaune's lines. "Gotta admit, the kid's got style."

Qrow was so surprised he nearly choked on his own beer. "Ack… are you serious right now? You accept this!"

Tai shrugged his shoulders. "Maybe I got to let these things go. Yang's old enough to make adult decisions but not my Ruby!"

The Arc missed the way Yang thinned her mouth into an impossibly tight line. The closest thing to perfection? Why did he have to say that? Seriously? Where was this suave and confidence whenever he talked to the resident Ice Queen? What? Could he only butter people up whenever he wasn't trying to impress them or lost in the comic world? Was he one of those guys? Denser than stone? Damn it! Her damn heartburn was acting up again.

Mercury drawled out. "Do I have to be an idiot to be lucky? Is this the first step to become a sex god?!"

Emerald complained. "I'd kill you for either being one of them."

Cinder sighed in frustration. "Getting help is really hard."

She had half a mind to tease him, but her team popped out from the shadows, expressing various emotions for their mismatched group. Above all of them, Ruby beamed when they found her and waved and yelled in the library. "Finally!" Ruby sighed happily. "We've been looking all over for you. Why haven't you returned any of our messages?"

Yang blinked. Messages? Had they sent her messages? Checking her scroll, she whipped out the little device, and her surprise grew. A list of past messages popped on her screen, all mostly coming from her baby sister with a few exceptions from Blake and even Weiss. Most centered on the idea of studying and finding a place to meet up. 'How could I have not noticed?'

Ruby pouted her lip, noticing the way her sister was remaining oddly quiet. She raised a finger, ready to pry and prod, but her eyes traveled beyond the blond to another staring back at her team with a trustworthy smile and simple way. A quick flash of recognition past through the leader and she was excitedly elbowing her sister. "Hey, Yang, when did dad get here?!"

"Here it comes!" Qrow smirked upon seeing his little niece's observation. Jaune on the other hand looked at his other version and then looked at Yang and Ruby's dad and immediately paled.

"… Oh god… I do look like him." Jaune drawled out as Yang simply cupped her chin in thought.

"I still don't see it." Ruby, Tai and Qrow simply sighed in frustration since Yang either refused to see it or was it not clear to her.

Yang suddenly threw her head up. Her old man was here? That certainly pulled her out of her stupor. "Really? Pops is here! I didn't know he was stopping by for a visit. Where's he at?"

When Yang continuously whipped her head around the library, looking for a person that wasn't within a hundred-mile radius, Ruby fumed and pointed at the dumbstruck expression she had come to know and love. "Yang! He's right there!"

The remaining members of Team RWBY followed Ruby's line of sight and found a somewhat unrecognizable blond man in her path. While a stranger to them, Blake and Weiss had a difficult time believing this young man was the father of any child, especially to Yang and Ruby. Both their hypothesis was only proven right when Yang moved past the stranger to spot any person standing behind them, making a hum of disapproval when she failed to spot her father.

Weiss shook her head in disbelief. "You have got to be kidding me. No two people look that similar, it's unheard of!"

Blake laughed. "This is better than any Ninjas of Love scenario."

She shrugged, resting her forearm on Jaune's confused shoulder. "I can't see him anywhere, Ruby. Are you sure you saw dad and not just someone who looks like him?"

Very rarely did Weiss Schnee see her reaper of a leader adopt a look of annoyance, but she was radiating enough irritation to attract a horde of Grimm, and with a final huff, Ruby zoomed over to the man, poking him stubbornly in the chest. "Do you need glasses, Yang? He's standing right here! Right! Here!"

A soft click of the nearby wall clock ticked on by, drowning the silence in a thick monotone. Blake and Weiss kept their mouths shut, able to cut the sudden tension with a knife, Then, with complete silence, Yang turned to Jaune and regarded her personal armrest with mute interest and a wobbling lip. The silent agreement between them made for Jaune Arc to be the one to spoil Ruby's delusions since Yang was busy holding back a laugh. Honestly, he held back a smile of his own, finding the situation all the more humorous with how determined Ruby appeared to be to prove her older sister wrong.

"…This is tearing me apart. I'm not gonna lie… but I thought I looked good." Jaune whined while Yang chuckled.

"I still can't see what the issue with Lover Boy's hair." Her family wanted to retort and tell the truth but the Creator appeared and shook his head slowly.

He chuckled. "Do not worry you three, she will see it soon."

"Uh, Rubes?" Jaune awkwardly smiled, rubbing his neck in embarrassment. "Last time I checked, I'm not a father. Maybe you need to get your eyes checked."

"Wait a second?" Ruby drooped her finger and narrowed her eyes suspiciously. "That's not dad's voice."

She zoomed closer to him and pressed her finger to his nose, smashing the skin up with her eyes impossibly narrowed. Her body hovered over his prone posture, being tall for however long until he Yang decided to stop using him as an armrest. The closer the adorable girl got, the more she noticed the different parallels between her father and this man before her. Their hair, while the same, were two different shades of yellow. Their eyes were blue, but the ones staring back weren't as sharp as her dad's. That jaw had the same stubble but lacked the sturdiness, but Ruby wasn't one-hundred percent convinced until she pulled his arm out and inspected it with all her silvery eye expertness.

Qrow chuckled. "Didn't know you paid that much attention to how your old man looks? Plus your dad isn't that much of a blonde noodle like your friend."

Ruby blushed in embarrassment. "Hey!"

A quick trace of her fingers along his arm revealed that these weren't her dad's muscles. Muscles existed, that was for sure, but these weren't as bulgy, and he lacked any tattoos. Least of all, his skin complexion was a fair sharer lighter than her dad's tan complexion. 'He isn't dad, so who is he…That awkward voice! It can't be!' "Jaune? Is that you?"

Jaune titled his head to the side in confusion. "Who else would it be? Nora?"

Nora shivered in fear. "Oh no… he can make funny jokes. Renny, we need to find the alien and hunt him down before he replaces our Jaune-Jaune."

Ren simply shook his head and spoke with an adamant tone. "No… I shouldn't have had you watch Species."

Arms were thrown up in equal confusion. "Why do you look like our dad?!"

Judging from her incredulous tone, he was allegedly guilty of a crime he didn't know he committed. How was he supposed to know he looked like Yang and Ruby's father? Not exactly the first issue he worried over during his forced haircut. The idea of Nora holding a sharp object near his face had occupied his fears at the time. Yang certainly hadn't brought it up. So the comparison couldn't be that mind-numbing, could it?

Still unsure what to do next, he turned to Yang. "Yang? Do I look like your dad?" Yang's mind went into full overdrive. What kind of absurd question was that? Jaune and her pops sharing the same appearance?

'Yeah, no.' All that milk must be going to Ruby's head. Whatever similarities her sister saw, didn't exist. Jaune had short, blond, messy hair. So did her old man. The Arc had a patch of stubble. What real men didn't. Blue eyes? Come on! What was so weird about blue eyes? Lots of people had blue eyes! If anything, Ruby seriously needed to get her eyes checked because she was the blind one. The two were further apart than Ruby and her missing sense of humor. "Nope!"

Yang laughed. "See even the other me gets it."

Ruby gawked at her denial of a sister, trembling in place. How could Yang not see it? It was as clear as day, or maybe that was what her sister wanted her to think? Maybe Yang was pulling her leg? Maybe Jaune's new appearance was a prank of hers to get one over her? Yeah! Had to be! She easily pictured Yang dragging poor him into a prank of hers if she nudged the Arc enough and he was pretty nudge-able. "Stop being dumb, Yang! Jaune looks totally like our dad! He's even got that same dopey smile!"

Weiss coughed. "May we see a picture of your father?"

"Here!" Ruby quickly fished out her scroll and flipped through a series of Zwei related pictures, eventually landing on a picture of Taiyang Xiao Long. "Tell me I'm crazy! Jaune looks just like him!"

Blake peeked over Weiss' shoulder to study the foolishly grinning man. True to Ruby's word, same dopey smile with other features unmistakably clear. Similarities did exist, and they were quite impossible to ignore, however, that was a two-way street with the difference as well. Nonetheless, they saw why Ruby mistook Jaune for her father from afar. Add in some age and some extra muscles, and they'd be practically twins. Blake decided to humor her leader. "I wouldn't say he looks exactly like him. Maybe a younger version, but I do see what you mean."

Ruby commented. "Ok Jaune looks like a younger version of dad, please believe me Yang!" She even held up her own scroll to have a picture of their dad back in Beacon. Yang took three seconds to look at the screen before shrugging her shoulders.

"I just don't see it." This made her crash to the floor since she wanted to head butt the ground as hard as possible. She couldn't live with either version of her elder sister from sucking face with a younger version of her dad… it was just so wrong.

That made sense. Dad was just dad and Jaune was just Jaune. He, too, was a big dork. Nodding her head, the reaper leader liked that idea. "Hn, you might right, Blake. He does look and act like a younger version of dad. Maybe that's why we found Yang with Jaune?"

Yang forced down a smile. Acting and looking like a younger version of dad? Okay, now Ruby was acting silly, and what did her baby sister mean by that? She was hanging out with Jaune to kill her boredom and wait for her heartburn to pass and nothing more! Anything beyond that was utterly untrue and complete fibs created by her clueless sister!

"Well, anyway, I love the new haircut Jaune, but we're about to study. So grab a chair and plop your butt down, Yang! It's time to hit the books!" Yang promptly did no such thing. First, she focused on the aspect of Ruby wanting to study, that had Ice Queen's stench all over it. Second, if she read another word, comic book or textbook, she was going to rip either of them in half. Instead, the brawler subtly pulled back toward the library's exit.

"Uh? Yeah! So not gonna happen, Rubes. I already finished my quota of books for the day."

Weiss diligently pointed at the comic gripped between her fingers. "You mean the comic book in your hand?"

Blake growled. "Not real literature."

Yang chuckled. "Careful there partner, you're displaying some catty attitude again."

"Like I said, quota done!"

Ruby pondered why her older sister would not like to study. Studying was supposed to be a team activity. How could Yang decide to forsake them without a second thought? Then her eyes focused on the way Yang was still using Jaune as an armrest, effectively dragging him along for the ride. Suddenly, everything made sense, and she had no chance of stopping the teasing smirk from spreading across her coloring cheeks.

Ruby Rose saw an opportunity to get back at Yang and grinned harmlessly in the guiltiest of way. "Are you sure that's the only reason? It's not because Jaune looks like dad, is it?"

Jaune chuckled. "I mean that means that we both look cool." The others may have groaned at the mention of cool but a certain blonde bear found an instant connection.

Tai smiled. "Maybe you and I can get along after all."

Whatever comeback Yang had ready was immediately shot down by the expert sharpshooter of the group. She was many things with Ruby right now. She was both proud, holding back a winning grin, and holding back the urge to wrangle the girl's neck! Again she related dad to Jaune! It wasn't like that!

Humphing, the dragoness pulled Jaune along, ignoring the way a giggle tittered past her sister's lips. The refusal to answer such a question left a lingering atmosphere for the rest of Team RWBY to stand in, only fueling the confusion between Weiss and Blake. Ruby, on the other hand, refused to end her endless giggling at the fidgeting Arc and retreating teammate.

Jaune sighed in embarrassment. "There I go being manhandled again."

Yang smiled and pushed her chest up to his back. "I thought you would enjoy being with me, Lover Boy."

Jaune shook his head. "Not like this."

Weiss crossed her arms. "Ruby? What was that about?"

Her leader ended her giggling to grin at her interested teammates. "Believe me, Weiss, I love my dad, but Yang takes the cake. If you thought my sister had a terrible sense of humor, you've never met our dad. He's like her personal hero. They're two peas in a pod!"

Tai crooned and gave his eldest daughter a big old noogie. "Awww, didn't know you loved me that much sunflower."

Yang tried to get off her father's vice grip especially when he was messing her hair. "Old man, you got to stop." Her efforts increased even more after hearing everyone's laughter.

Weiss stopped and stared at the photo of Taiyang Xiao Long again, harder this time. "You're kidding? This is the same Yang we're talking about, right? You know, your older sister? The one that charges into battle first?" When Ruby nodded her head, she frowned. "I didn't take Yang as one to have a hero. Your father must be the epitome of cool."

"Oh? Ah! No! Ha! Ha!" Ruby laughed. "Trust me, dad's the opposite of cool."

"So he's... Jaune?" Blake reasoned. They all stopped to blink upon Blake's realization. Same hair? Checked! Same stubble and clueless smile? Double checked! Was the walking epitome of uncool? Triple checked! Enjoyed teasing Ruby as much as the other? Whoa! Freaky!

Jaune became easily depressed. "That… ok maybe she's right. I'm not cool."

His teammates wanted to interject and tell him everything was alright but they would be lying to themselves for that. Ren decided to take the bullet. "Don't worry Jaune, we'll help you become… cooler."

Ruby was the first to frown. "This probably doesn't mean anything, right?" Blake said nothing and quietly narrowed her eyes, concentrated entirely on the escaping blonds. Blake Belladonna didn't dare pass up this opportunity. Her literature could wait. A better story just presented itself. From the way Yang acted all defensive and denied their evidence-fueled accusations, the Faunus was in for a good one.

No words needed to be said and the remaining members of Team RWBY silently trailed behind the Faunus, intent on observing Jaune and Yang interact. The idea of studying for their exams all but forgotten.

Yang complained. "Oh come on, what's so wrong with hanging out with Lover Boy? He doesn't look anything like pops over here."

Outside at Beacon's fountain, Yang finally freed Jaune from her hold, releasing a breath. He mercifully remained mute, allowing her to collect her thoughts.

"Yang?" Jaune eventually asked, preferring a happy Yang. "Are you okay?"

Blinking, she waved away the similar concern and regarded the Arc with a cheeky smirk. "Nah! I'm good! Just thinking of ways to get Ruby back. Thanks for the help back there."

He returned the smile. "Don't mention it. I'm all for teasing younger sisters. Got seven back home."

Ruby was awed at the mention of seven sisters. "Wow! I don't think I can handle seven teasing Yangs… that would be a big nightmare."

She honored him with a brow raise. "Whoa! Seven! And I thought the one was bad enough. I don't know what would happen to me and dad if there were seven Rubies. Can't imagine seven. That's seven times the teasing!"

He laughed. "Yup! It's a full-time job, but someone's gotta do it." Sadly, the subject of teasing led to questions. "... Do I really look like your dad?"

Yang groaned, wanting to throw her head into her hands. Not this again. Now that Ruby said it, she knew the Arc wouldn't let it go unless she deliberately answered him. He was stubborn to a fault, like someone else she knew—! Nope! Nuh-uh! Not going there! Jaune Arc did not look like her father, no matter what Blake and Ruby had said. She'd deny it until her face went blue and voice hoarse.

"… Aw shit he really does look like pops. This is weird." Yang commented as she was struck by lightning upon the realization that her father and Jaune actually looked the same albeit a younger version of him.

Ruby stood up on her seat and cheered. "Finally!"

She turned to meet him, unable to stop the comparison. For a second, just a second, that clueless, worried expression was replaced with another one that filled her comfort and security. Yang quickly looked away and frowned with a quick shake of her head. Stupid face! Go away! Ruby was dumb! Jaune must've noticed her inner turmoil because he grabbed her shoulder in comfort. "Yang, are you okay? Did I say something wrong?"

She huffed and bumped his shoulder with an overly sweet grin. "No, I'm just being silly, don't worry about me, it's Ruby you should be worried about. Well wanna hit up Vale and explore?"

But he didn't have time to decide since she did it so. Across the courtyard, Team RWBY poked their heads from the side of the wall to watch Yang drag Jaune to the Bullheads by the threading of his hoodie. The poor Arc tried to balance himself upright from being pulled backward, failing terribly at it and losing his footing. Eventually, she ended up dragging up with a small trail of dirt sliding off the soles of Jaune's shoes.

Jaune chuckled at his sorry state. "Man am I actually being manhandled into a date?"

Yang laughed. "What, you don't like being carried around?"

Nora laughed along with the blonde brawler. "Of course our fearless leader is capable of being thrown around and he doesn't mind it."

Weiss frowned. "Why are we following them? We should be studying for next week's exams. Who cares what they're up to?"

Ruby squirmed. "Studying is a team activity. We can't do that without Yang. Besides we need to make sure that Yang is safe."

Weiss exclaimed. "How?! The Arc is like the most harmless person you could even join with."

The only problem with that statement, Blake knew well enough that Jaune Arc was zero threat to her partner. If anything, he needed protection from her, but how could Blake resist? Yang was acting all defensive about Ruby's claim as if there was truth behind it, and maybe there was? That was what this kitty cat wanted to find out for herself. She pointed at the distant Bullhead. "If we don't hurry, we'll lose sight of them."

The Bullhead landed with an audible thump and out-stepped the two blonds, greeting the bright, sunny day with open arms. Okay. Only Yang was doing that. Jaune was trying his hardest to ignore the vibration of his scroll, holding it tightly between his fingers, waiting for the perfect moment to turn the thing off. Too early and his team would get suspicious. Too late and the battery might not last. He needed to time this just—!

"Give me that!" Yang swiped the scroll from his hand and clicked it off, before tossing it back to the panicking Arc. "There! All done! You can thank me later!" Jaune remained behind, eyes downcast at the device, wondering what panic was running through his team's heads. With a final sigh, he pocketed away the scroll and followed.

Pyrrha frowned when she saw Yang grab her leader's scroll without his permission. "That could have been important for Jaune to answer. That's very irresponsible."

Yang chuckled. "You gotta lay loose P-money. If not I might steal Lover Boy from you because you're too uptight for him." Pyrrha sent a vicious glare to the blonde member of Team RWBY who sent back a prideful smirk.

"So?" Once he caught up to her, he asked colorlessly. "Where to first?"

Eyes scanning the nearby buildings, they landed upon the theater complex, and she grinned toothily. An easy-going wave in that direction and he found her point of interest. "Let's see what's playing!"

He didn't argue, nodding his head. He was a sucker for a good movie, and with everyone studying, the theater would be empty. That meant plenty of legroom to kick his feet up! "Sure, anything to get out of the sun."

"What?" Yang mocked. "Can't stand the heat?"

"Yang..." He droned on. "I'm wearing a hoodie, and it's like ninety-degrees out."

She showed no mercy. "That's your fault! Who wears a sweater in this weather, anyway?"

"Hey! I thought it made me look..." Jaune looked away, voice purposely getting smaller. "Cool."

Everyone in the audience groaned with pain because who in Remnant still talks to themselves as cool. Jaune tried to hide himself from the reactions of the audience. "I thought I could still be cool?"

She stiffed, blinked, and then bit her lip hard, holding back a building grin. Cool? Cool! Who even used that word anymore! That word was so uncool. The only other person who used that word was—?! 'Gah! Stupid brain! No! Go away!'

Yang sighed in frustration since every time she looked at this alternate version of Jaune she actually found him really cool and handsome. 'Do I have a father complex?'

Unpleasant thoughts aside, she shook her head, derailing Ruby's false accusation and couldn't hold back her laughter anymore, enticing a loud groan from the Fearless Leader. In the end, Jaune wanting to be cool was too much gold to pass up. People who tried to be cool, commonly never were. Seriously! Who would put themselves through so much harm's way to become something they were never meant to be. Jaune Arc would never be cool.

That was fine, he was funny. Yang preferred someone who could make her laugh and smile. Better than someone who was full of themselves. Sadly, this meant he saw her laughter as a blow to his ego, and he sulked and moved past her, reminding her of someone else she knew who got defensive easily and pouted. Another quick shake of the head and Yang berated herself, hoping to move past what her dumb sister said. It wasn't like she knew anyone else who wore clothing to appear cool. Nope! No one else!

"Let's just get this over with already!" She grinned and hovered playfully near his shoulder. A foolish Jaune was fun, but a sulking one was just as fun.

Reaching the ticket cashier, they scoped out the list of movies playing, and only found one worth watching. Slapping some lien down, he pushed his money toward and shrugged his shoulder toward the movie title. "Give me one ticket for—!"

"Two."

Jaune glared at Yang's attempt to have him pay for their activity when she was better-off than him. "I thought dates were of shared pay."

Yang chuckled and gave a smile that may have made his heart race. "Well to keep me around, you gotta pay for what you're gonna get." She then pushed her chest a bit closer and smirked when she noticed his eyes looking at her assets. "Don't you want to get the full package?"

Pyrrha gave another icy glare as she pulled Jaune away from the seductress known as Yang. She also stated. "Don't you dare Yang? You won't like it."

Yang gave a confident smirk, she really loved a challenge especially from someone like the perfect Pyrrha. "Well P-money, Lover Boy thinks I'm well worth it."

"I mean two..." Jaune abruptly paused and turned toward Yang. She said nothing and waited happily for him to go on, entirely innocent. "Wait? I'm paying for you?"

"Aw! Thanks!"

He gawked at the clever wordplay. He hadn't heard something like this since his sisters would have him pay for their meals even if they had money. "Wait a minute! Why do I have to pay for your ticket? This was your idea! You should be paying for your own ticket!"

She didn't miss a beat. "Because you're supposed to be the gentleman, or was I wrong about the Arc honor."

A minute passed, and a breeze tickled his ears. Jaune then sighed and dropped his head with more lien pushed toward the cashier. "Two tickets to Grimm Terminator Three, Extra-Extra Annihilation."

The ticket cashier felt no pity for the man watching a movie with Yang Xiao Long and handed Jaune his tickets. A minute later, the remaining members of Team RWBY slipped in with Ruby slapping down Weiss' credit card in front of the ticket manager, eyes sparkling. "Three tickets to Grimm Terminator Three, Extra-Extra Annihilation! Please!"

Ozpin chuckled. "It seems Miss Rose will not be able to watch that more adult movie."

The cashier ran the card, wondering why the white-haired girl was fuming at the crimsonette and clicked the tickets out, but before he handed them over to the greedy girl's hands, he gauged her over-enthusiastic personality. There was a bit too much enthusiasm in those glittering eyes of hers. Especially for a movie such as this! Before Ruby managed to grab the tickets, he pulled them back with his eyes narrowed. "This movie is rated R. As in you got to be seventeen years or older to watch this. I am going to need to see some ID from you."

Ruby fumed at seeing the cashier's reaction. "Why can't people believe I'm a grown-up?! I kick ass and drink milk!"

Weiss could only groan from that statement alone. "The fact you complain shows you haven't matured in other areas of life."

Ruby laughed it off, not cracking her smile in the least. Too bad both Weiss and Blake, plus the cashier, noticed her building sweat. "Pssh! I can't remember the last time someone asked me for that. It makes me feel young!"

"ID, miss."

She coughed and slowly fake-searched her outfit, but found none. "Uh... I lost it?"

"No seventeen, no ID, no movie."

She stomped her foot and gripped the marble counter in anger. "What?! That's stupid! I'm old enough to watch this movie."

He nonchalantly glared. "Judging by your outburst, I'm assuming you are not."

Yang and Qrow started laughing as they simultaneously hollered. "BURN!"

Roman simply chuckled. "This is the one that had me arrested… I must be getting old already."

Ruby squirmed in place and desperately kneeled on the ticket booth. "I'm good for it!"

"That would be an ill-placed judgment call to make. I do not know you, therefore I cannot accept your word. It holds no merit. Not to mention your argument is pointless." Ruby frowned, pretended to give up, and then reached out in a desperate move to swipe the tickets from the goth's hand, but he was quicker and had anticipated such a move for someone her age. She ended up clawing the glass divider between their torsos and glared, but the goth remained unfazed.

Weiss coughed and grabbed their attention. "Ruby, there's no reason to act like uncivilized children. I'm sure we can find a solution that fits everyone's needs. So..." Weiss glared at the name tag and did a double-take, before refraining herself. "James, I'm positive we can reach some sort of understanding."

Weiss Schnee was a master negotiator with years of business prep built into her. How hard could it be to convince a ticket cashier with the only black vest to look the other way?

Blake chuckled as Weiss wanted to hide her embarrassment. "Looks like you have to bribe people to get what you want, huh?"

Weiss growled at the black cat. "Do not even go there Blake. It's all a part of business, deal with it. There's nothing bad about doing this."

Jaune lowered his head again, dropping more of his lien for the snack cashier to take. A jumbo popcorn, two large sodas, and finding the perfect seats later, and he was grumbling with his arms crossed and feet resting on a vacant chair. "Those prices were criminal! I could've bought all this for less than one-fourth the price outside!"

"I know..." Yang remarked, digging her hand into the popcorn. "Good thing I didn't pay for it!" When she plopped some popcorn into her mouth, she immediately spat it out and stopped to poke him in the shoulder. "Hey! You forgot the butter! How am I supposed to enjoy this without any butter? Whoever heard of popcorn without any butter? Go get some."

Qrow had whipped his hand back and forth laughing. "Oh Oum! It's like seeing a second version of a whipped blonde."

Tai chuckled. "At least I got some back then Qrow, unlike you."

Qrow instantly crumbled as his self-esteem was destroyed by the discernable fact that his semblance appeared in the worst of times when it came with dealing with women. "I hate you."

"You're a slave driver."

Yang chuckled and she threw the popcorn at him which he clumsily caught. She ignored his weak glare. "It's funny, I see your mouth moving, but not your legs."

Getting to know Yang Xiao Long? Someone, please remind him why this was a good idea? Quickly swiping the popcorn from her undeserving digits, he rubbed a hand through his short hair. A quick puff of air later and he was off to add butter to the popcorn. Neither he nor she noticed the two familiar tuffs of hair peeking from a few rows behind them, hiding with their heads sunk into their shoulders and an array of snacks as camouflage.

Blake poked out first, sighing easily. "I can't believe he didn't see us. Your hair does kind of stick out."

Weiss followed suit, using her extra-large popcorn as a cover. An annoyed frown crossed her features, and it had nothing to do with the price of snacks. "I still can't fathom how that cashier beat me."

Yang chuckled. "Guess that cashier was too cold for you Weiss-Cream."

Weiss groaned from the awful attempt at humor and at her alternate self losing to that goth in a business deal. "Just shut up! I'm not the one being with a guy who looks like my father."

With that she expected Yang to pale and regret everything she said, but her reaction was blushing and fiddling with her fingers like a not Yang Xiao Long. 'Oh no… she really does have a daddy complex.'

She hummed. "He did make some pretty solid points. Ruby's already a loose cannon. She'll jump headfirst into danger without thinking about the consequences. If we indulge in that behavior, our leader will only end up doing it more. This movie wouldn't be good for her. She doesn't need this type of stimulation."

Weiss huffed. "I understand that believe me, I do. But what I don't understand is why he wouldn't accept my generous donation."

"You mean bribe?"

"A! Generous! Donation!"

The Faunus frowned. "If we can't follow the rules societies structured to maintain order, then we're practically begging for the Grimm to devour us. He was just making sure we didn't stray from our path, which is why we didn't let Ruby sneak into this movie."

Weiss grumbled. Again, hard points to argue against, even more so when her teammate made them abundantly clear. Still, the Heiress worried over her partner. "Do you think Ruby's okay in the other movie?"

"I'm sure Cap'n Orla's Swashbucklers is fine. She might even enjoy it." (If you get this reference, you are definitely a man or woman of culture and I love you)

Mercury noticed Emerald's apparent excitement but the green haired thief instantly reeled it in but the assassin simply chuckled and asked. "Aren't you a bit too old to enjoy children flicks, Em?"

Emerald glared at him. "You leave Cap'n Orla alone. It's a masterpiece."

Elsewhere in the kid movie theater. The red rose of a reaper was conflicted in what mood she should be feeling while watching the movie.

In a giant pirate ship, two captains were fighting for dominance. Captain Sasha Buckler was having a hard time against the fearsome Captain Jack Shipley. The two slashed at each other with no one gaining the upper hand. All of a sudden the male captain had gone under her guard and slashed upwards which forced her to go back but her sword was hit.

Sasha's sword was sent flying as it stuck to the mast of the ship. Jack simply laughed at her misfortune as she grimaced since she had no way out. "Haha! It's over now." He raised his sword for the final blow.

Out of the water came a flying Orca whale, Sasha's best friend and Captain had come to save the day. Captain Orla revealed her magnificence to which Sasha cheered. "Cap'n Orla you made it just in time."

Captain Orla who had a white plain moustache and a purple star was on a crash course to Jack Shipley. She tossed in the air before giving a headbutt which sent the enemy captain into the waters below. His pirate hat flew into the air but stuck to the orca even when both animal and captain had crashed into the sea. Sasha then jumped overboard as she landed squarely on her friend's back.

The two then started to sing and pose in many different ways which the audience in the theatre joined.

"We be pirates. We love to sail the seven seas

Just a bunch of scallywags who are as free as free can be

We swim through storms and waves all because you see

Grand treasure and adventure is waiting just for me."

"Yeah!" Ruby Rose had joined in with the cheer of the dynamic duo. However she shook her head and immediately sat in her seat. All around she saw kids younger than her cheering as well.

Weiss tried so hard not to squeal from the cuteness that the alternate Ruby had just displayed. Meanwhile said Ruby had actually sang along since she loved the film back when she was ten years old, Blake chuckled on seeing their leader's antics on screen and in the room. "Good thing I saved it on my scroll."

Embarassed, she became grumpy and pouted with her eyes thinned into adorable slits. 'I should be watching Grimm Terminator Three, Extra-Extra Annihilation!Not this! I'm not a kid anymore!Traitors! All of them!'

Jaune waited patiently for the butter dispenser to douse his bag in an avalanche of buttery goodness, tapping his fingers against the marble top. 'Am I a pushover?' While probably not her intention, he learned that Yang could be a bit pushy. So why didn't he mind Yang bossing him around as much? Oh sure! He resisted somewhat but ultimately gave in without much fight. Maybe he had a thing for bossy girls? Look at Weiss! She was bossy and controlling. At least when he first met her she was. She was better about it now. Still, a smudge cruel, but better. Hn? Putting all that aside, maybe he had a thing for assertive girls then? Which only led to greater questions. Did he enjoy Yang's company?

Weiss complained. "Hey! Wasn't my fault you were annoying, Arc!"

Jaune whimpered. "You could have been a bit nicer when rejecting me."

Running a hand through his shortened hair, he purposely ran his fingers across his stubble. Only one way to find out? He returned with the extra-buttery popcorn and plopped down into his chair. Yang quickly grabbed the bag and ate without modesty, throwing away such a useless thing in favor of buttery goodness. He only watched her devour the meal and wondered where it all possibly went. Like Nora and her pancakes, there appeared to be a black hole he could not see.

All his mindless questioning was cut short with the film starting. So he settled into a comfortable angle and watched the blockbuster of the month. A little more than half an hour into the film, he heard the telltale sounds of Yang reaching for her drink, only to shudder miserably. A few moments later and her hand was reaching for his drink, only stopping when Jaune looked at her grinning face. "Hey! Gimmie some of yours. Mine's bad."

Curious, he didn't stop her and grabbed her drink— Slurp!- nd learned of the lack of syrup her soda had. It tasted like poor vitamin water mixed with a low-sugar count. He'd offer to replace it but hardly felt like leaving his seat, which meant they'd have to share a drink. Jaune wasn't so sure how she felt about that.

Yang, on the other hand, felt his eyes on her but gave her attention to the Grimm Terminator on the screen. Honestly, she didn't mind sharing a soda. She'd done it plenty of times with her old—! 'GAH!' The brawler slammed the drink down into her cupholder and focused solely on the movie, hoping Jaune would get the hint to look forward. When she felt his attention skew over, she slowly relaxed and allowed the mindless action to numb her mind, for the time being, putting her on autopilot.

Yang paled when she realized she like her alternate self had come to the conclusion but still enjoyed the situation regardless. 'I have to get therapy, quick.'

Ruby snickered on seeing Yang's face. "Will you call Jaune, daddy?"

Yang wanted to not only punch her sister in the face but congratulate on her amazing taunt. She had to give the best monotone expression she had ever done when delivering her answer. "No."

The brushing of their fingers in the popcorn bag jolted her upright. All of it had been accidental. Of course, the knucklehead didn't seem to notice, absently dazed by the action on the screen. Nothing might as well had happened between the movie and them, which was perfectly fine for her. She had other problems to sulk over. Her heartburn returned with a vengeance but this time the cause was the popcorn and the horrible soda.

She reached for his drink, hoping to drown her troubling stomach, but their fingers brushed once more, and this time he did notice and pulled back with an awkward smile. "Oops! Sorry about that. Didn't know you were reaching for it." Jaune lifted the beverage and offered it to her. "Here. I'll get the refill."

He offered her the drink without a second thought, eyes once again glued to the screen. The gesture itself wasn't universally game-changing, but definitely made an impression on Yang. Well, to be fair, it wasn't only the soda. It was everything.

She… knew another guy who was the definition of a dork, same haircut, same laid-back attitude, who acted uncool and knew how to make her smile without trying. Not to mention, that smile of his that seemed to erase the confusing feelings and any lingering heartburn every time he directed in her direction. The best part was Yang enjoyed hanging out with Vomit Boy.

Blake smirked when she also noticed Yang's surprised yet happy expression. 'I thought she enjoyed clubbing, drinking and everything not involved with the classics. Looks like my partner's a big old softie.'

This was fun, between her three teammates, Yang personally found Jaune much more bearable to be around. Don't get her wrong, she loved them, but they all had their faults that were next to impossible to ignore. Ruby being energetic all the time had its ups and downs. Blake's monotone personality sucked the fun of things quicker than a stampede of Grimm. Weiss was a prude on her worst day and a killjoy on her best. How was she supposed to relax and enjoy such a day under that?

The three team members looked at the blonde brawler who seemed to have looked away from them in that moment. "What?! It's true."

Jaune, though, he indulged her every step of the way, then again, that might just her mind being stupid. Maybe he only humored her because he didn't have the power to say no to her devious streak? "You want to sneak into another movie after this?"

Yang blinked and finally noticed the sly smile building across his cheeks. The meaning behind that rare sight of utmost confidence spoke loudly in the quiet theater room. Either Pyrrha or Weiss would've put their foot down at the idea of sneaking off to see another movie for free. He and she were different, though, and different was satisfying. After all, they both were busy hiding from their respective teams.

She drew her lips on the straw with a grand smirk. "Sure."

Pyrrha felt her danger senses go on full alert while Nora snickered. "It looks like they're gonna do something extra in-" She was unable to finish it due to an elbow to the ribs courtesy of said champion being jealous.

Yang decided to comment on it while leaning on Jaune's back as he became redder than a ruby. "Aw, I'd actually go do this with you Lover Boy." Sadly she was pulled back in by her team members to which Jaune decided to breathe.

He looked down and telepathically communicated with his other Jaune. 'Down boy! DOWN!'

"What do you mean you lost track of them?!" Ruby screamed, arms up! "You mean I sat through Cap'n Orla's Swashbucklers for nothing!"

The Faunus waved her arms out, not taking the fall for this one. "Don't look at me. I wasn't the one waiting at the end credits to see if the director added any final scene."

Weiss made no show to defend herself, arms crossed in passive defiance. Ruby sighed and pinched her nose. Now how was she supposed to tease Yang now?

They ended their day with a bang after watching that second movie called Cap'n Orla's Swashbucklers. She found it really funny watching Jaune try to remain cool when he was clearly a fan and even joined in singing the corny song. But all goods things must come to an end, and the duo found themselves trudging back to their team's dorm room, ready to face the music. The walk back was a silent one. For some reason, Jaune refrained from talking, a first in her book. Even if the blond dork was awkward, being quiet only made things that much worse. He knew that. So why? Why was he being awfully quiet?

Chalking it up as nothing more than being tired, Yang filled the void with idle chit-chat, making sure he at least replied with one to two worded answers. Only when they reached the hallway did she understand his sudden shyness.

Jaune Arc had hell to pay in the next few minutes. When it came to team warnings, Pyrrha alone should prove challenging and Nora might be an overprotective Major Ursa in disguise. And best not to forget about all the miss calls and messages. Knowing his doom was one door away, Yang slapped her friend on the back. "Whelp! It's been a blast, Vomit Boy, but momma's gotta recharge."

Mercury chuckled. "I bet he gets the girl here."

Emerald smirked wanting to challenge the assassin. "Ow yeah, I bet he gets rejected."

She bumped her fist against his shoulder and stretched her arms over her head, ready to actually get some studying done without the need to distract herself plaguing her mind anymore. She reached for team's door, but Jaune grabbed her by the wrist and turned her around, having the hardest time looking at her in the eyes, which was funny because he never released his hold over her wrist. "Hey... Yang? If you're not busy next week, maybe after the exams, we could go to the street fair coming to Vale? What do you say?"

Jaune tried to act casual about the whole thing, shrugging his shoulders with an honest smile. It was probably the cheesiest and most cliche way to ask a girl out. Little did he know the gesture was equivalent of that to a blue moon. Yang Xiao Long had never once been asked out. The sad fact was no man ever had the nerve to ask out Yang Xiao Long out. In their eyes, she was unapproachable. In laymen's terms, they thought her perfect. Well, every guy but Jaune. She was a huge sucker for the classics or traditions of dating but her tomboy act ensured that people would think otherwise.

'Why did they have to share that same dopey smile?' She knew she couldn't say otherwise to that person so why start now. "Only if you promise to win me a stuffed animal."

Mercury even wiggled his eyebrows in his smug victory to which his green haired companion flipped him off. "Told you, never doubt the sex god."

Ruby slammed her hands on the cafeteria table which shocked Weiss, Blake, Nora and Ren. "Okay, this was funny before, but now it's just weird!"

Weiss and Blake shared a sympathetic look for their leader, sitting together with the other members of Team JNPR at their dinner table. Ruby blinked with a twitch in one eye, allowing her sight to follow Jaune and Yang as they walked hand-to-hand across the courtyard. The first week had all been fun and games. Ruby managed to tease to her heart's content, but as the days passed and the relationship remained strong, that playfulness soon turned into queasiness.

Ruby and her team groaned in pain although the blonde had another reaction where she was blushing. Her teammates noticed this and shook their heads. "We promise to get you help Yang."

No matter how much she scrubbed her brain of the thought, she couldn't look past how Jaune looked like her father, or how Yang preferred his stubble and short hair! Please don't get her started on how much of a big dork he was! Why did he have to own a bunny hoodie for Monty's sake! Whenever Ruby poked and prodded her sister about this, Yang merely shrugged it off like some cheap joke.

Suffice to say, when she walked into her sister pressing Team JNPR's Fearless Leader and her first best friend to a wall with her lips locked firmly against his, her brain had shut down when Jaune turned to awkwardly greet her with his lips bruised and hair unkempt. He still gave a smile that meant 'I've just joined the mile high club'. "He-Hey R-Ruby, how you doing?"

Qrow chuckled. "I remember Summer having the same reaction when Raven was making her mark on Tai outside our room."

Raven laughed while the father of two simply blushed when his two precious daughters looked at him incredulously. "I was young… and I liked it."

Yang hardly helped with her lips attached to his neck. She only separated once Jaune had coughed Ruby's presence, but by then, the damage had been done to poor Rube's psyche. Yang further pushed her deeper into the crazy abyss by shutting the door with an innocent smirk. The consequent moans and groans that filled the room had threatened to make her turn into a vegetable. That had only made things weirder than ever because it was her noodle of a friend.

Jaune and Yang had blushed at what Ruby had noticed and heard from their activities. Both blondes looked at each other and may have given a sheepish smile at each other but the red reaper decided to appear between them. "No! No googly eyes between you two!"

The two blondes looked away as Ruby then felt a pair of arms hug her from behind. It was Pyrrha who fervently kept on saying. "Thank you, thank you, thank you!"

Jaune, by textbook definition, was a doting boyfriend. Once he managed to move past the awkward phase, which Yang helped, that Arc honor started revving up. He brought her flowers, rubbed her shoulders, and even combed her hair, everything that was mushy and beyond overly sweet, he did. However, the real surprise was Yang enjoyed being spoiled. Oh, she practically basked in the little moments. Tough on the outside, but soft in the inside, that was Yang Xiao Long. To think Ruby Rose had to learn that when Jaune serenaded Yang with his guitar. She had happily sighed from the tone-deaf song.

Watching Ruby flop, Nora grinned and leaned across the table for her to hear. "Imagine if they had sex. It'd be your older sister and your old man getting it on."

Ruby suddenly pulled her cape around her ears and banged her head on the wooden table to bash away the thought. "Gah! Why would you say that? Now I can't get the picture out of my head! Ew! Ew! Bad thoughts! Bad thoughts!"

Blake grinned at her team leader's state of being uncomfortable. "Looks like you were thinking about it." The response of which was Ruby reddened to Pyrrha's hair as she decided to hide on the floor to avoid the looks she got from everyone. "I couldn't help it!"

Nora's teasing smirk grew, and she readied another quip, but Ren stopped her by grabbing her shoulder. Anymore joking and Ruby might lose it. Because for all intents and purposes, this had to be weird beyond belief. He had seen the picture too. Jaune remarkably was a younger version of Ruby's fathers, which made the cause both sympathetic and amusing for her friends. "I apologize for Nora."

Ruby glared and slammed a fist onto the lunch table. "It's fine! Make all the jokes you want, because tomorrow everything goes back to normal!"

Ren hummed dryly. "Why tomorrow?" Ruby's answer was to simply smirk while cackling like a villain. The action caused them to move away from the reaper.

Yang woke up with a tired yawn, pushing away her stuffed animal to the side. She slept with a stuffed penguin that was twice her size. A gift from her and Jaune's first date. Who knew he was a whiz at skeeball? Besides the stuffed animal, that Zwei was ordered to stay away from, Yang had snagged one other item for sleeping with. His prized Pumpkin Pete Hoodie.

Blake and Weiss didn't voice their concerns over her sleeping with his hoodie, but Ruby made it a point to glare at it at every turn. Yang wore his bunny hoodie whenever she felt like it. Apparently, it made her feel cool, which made zero sense for a hoodie, and who used the word cool anymore?

Yang groaned in pain. "Oh no! I'm getting domesticated aren't I?"

Coco laughed. "What a horrible sense for fashion?! You need to get some new treads for your man or your ass is going to be filled with Pumpkin Pete Hoodies."

Ruby woke up with her spirits up. Today was parent-teacher conference day and having her actual father here might knock some sense into her sister, or at least finally get Jaune to shave entirely. The meeting would only be twice as engaging as Yang so far failed to inform her dad about her boyfriend. 'Finally!'

Unable to hold back her excitement, she dashed to her dresser and got ready in record time, practically moving in a tornado of rose petals. Then, in a ticking-time-bomb manner, Ruby sat at the edge of her bed, holding back tiny fist in anticipation. Blake and Weiss watched with wary attention, both silently wondering if they should've talked to Ruby about her grand master plan beforehand, but their reaper leader paid them no mind, shuffling her feet on the carpet as she waited.

Not to say Ruby didn't like the idea of Jaune dating her sister, he was her first Beacon friend—duh—but she wished for nothing more than some normalcy. Hopefully meeting her dad would get him to either grow his hair out or shave, after he threatened him, of course, but some things were simply avoidable. Then, and only then, her nervous tick would go away. Lucky for her, dad was an early riser! Not-so-much Uncle Qrow, but playing favorites today was not on her agenda. He'd merely have to suck it up and get his butt over here in the morning! Knowing dad, they'd be here any second!

Knock! Knock! Knock!

"Dad and uncle Qrow are finally here!" Yang barely spared a glance at the door, still burdened with sleepiness. Her mind did not register the fact she wore the Pumpkin Pete Hoodie. Not when Ruby pulled the door open, nor when she dragged their pops and uncle in, and not even when dad crushed her in an awkward hug that Blake and Weiss snuck photos of.

"Oh no! I can see Ruby's plan and it ain't good." Yang remarked to which Jaune immediately understood that he was going to receive the third degree from both Yang and Ruby's dad but their uncle as well.

"I'm gonna die… aren't I?"

No, the hoodie was identified when Uncle Qrow nudged his flask on her shoulder and pulled upon the worn thread with mild interest. "Hey, kiddo, where'd you get this?" Qrow glared easily at the hoodie. "I'm no Yang-expert, but that doesn't seem like something you would be caught dead in. So, which bet did you lose?"

"I didn't lose any bet! It's Jaune's!" Yang quickly realized what she said and laughed awkwardly at the sudden sets of eyes glued to her. "I mean... uh? So how was your trip?"

"Oops. She done goofed." Blake commented.

The atmosphere dimmed to near zero degree temperatures, and Tai's warm, vibrant smile slowed down to a halt. The grin remained, but it cracked at some places and threatened to split at a moment's notice. The man forced his fingers not to form into fists, a losing battle. "Sunflower... who's Jaune?"

Yang refused to answer, finding the threading of the hoodie oddly fascinating. Commonly, it was her going on overprotective mode when it came to guys, primarily Ruby. Not the reverse, and unquestionably not with pops giving her the third-degree.

Ruby had no such qualms. "Her boyfriend."

Yang blushed but looked at her sister in disbelief. "Ruby! Why on earth would you do that?"

Yang had blushed in embarrassment especially now that her dad was completely giving her the third-degree. "Ruby!"

Ruby mocked innocence. "What? It's true?"

Yang wanted to reach out and strangle her guilty sister, but Tai's voice cut the tension. "Boyfriend? You have a boyfriend? Why wasn't I aware of this—and why are you wearing his clothes to bed?!"

Qrow and Ruby stepped back, joining the statues of Weiss and Blake. For such a dork, Taiyang Xiao Long was sure an imposing, well-built man. A man who just found out his precious sunflower had a potential pollinator, maybe even a deflowerer. Who wouldn't turn into such a statue under such conditions?

Jaune made a panicked yell. "I'm dead! Don't you enter dare enter other me!"

Knock! Knock! Knock!

Jaune paled and sighed in annoyance. "Of course even other versions of me have horrible luck."

"Yang! It's Jaune! I made you breakfast! Can I come in! The plate's hot!" Yang opened her mouth, hoping to warn Jaune, but Tai cupped it shut and urged Qrow to open it.

The drunk uncle didn't need to be told twice and practically ripped the door open, and Qrow's imposing glare suddenly dropped. The fairytale Huntsman paused, blinked, stiffened, and rubbed his eyes a few times before peeking back to the waiting Tai and the boy in the hallway. "Well?" Tai asked, confused. "What's the hold-up?"

"Uh?" Qrow moved out of the way and scratched his head. "I got nothing." Neither did Tai.

Standing at the other end of the doorway was a younger version of himself, holding a plate of well-made eggs and ham, Yang's favorite. He mirrored Tai's reaction, at a loss for words with the other occupants holding their collective breathes tensely. Now the Blake was out of the bag!

Tai whistled in amazement. "It seems that this boy actually has what it takes to be right for my little sunflower."

Not sensing the danger, yet, Jaune foolishly walked in and asked pointedly in Tai's direction. "Yang? Who's this?"

Tai suddenly remembered who he was looking at and hardened his eyes. "Her father. Please, come in."

Jaune smiled too thinly and turned around. Sensing the immediate danger, his Jauney senses were going crazy urging him to run now. "Nah, I'm good. I can see you're busy catching up. Family's important! I'll just come back later."

Raven smirked. "Good luck trying to escape a determined Tai."

A hand grabbed his shoulder, the same hand that had opened the door. "We insist. Do come in."

Qrow forcefully pulled Jaune in, closing the door with a kick from the sole of his shoe. He towered over the teenager, protruding a dark Aura. Poor Jaune flinched under the uncaring eyes. "Uh? Hi?"

Qrow had not let go of any pressure on the blonde knight. "Got a name, squirt."

Remembering his manners, he extended one arm out and hoped his weak smile showed zero cracks. "Jaune, Jaune Arc! It's nice to meet you..."

"Qrow Branwen, Yang's uncle."

Tai stepped forward to gauge Jaune. "And I'm Taiyang Xiao Long, Yang's father."

Ren chuckled when he noticed that his Jaune had just brought it to his thoughts that it could happen if he started to date any of the women in Beacon. It was evident to the more saddened version of his team leader. "It's alright Jaune… I think there's some that don't have hunters for family members."

Jaune looked to Yang for some sort of help, but she shrugged and smiled weakly at the trapped Arc. In laymen's terms, he was on his own. So he breathed in whatever confidence he could muster and met Taiyang dead on, wanting nothing more than to sink into the floorboard. The only one not tense in the room was Ruby, waiting for Yang to put two-and-two together. For Monty's sake, they were standing right next to each other! There was no way Yang could not see it!

What more did she need! Oh! Yeah! Jaune? Right! Ruby wasn't worried about Jaune. Dad was a big softie in disguise. It was uncle Qrow who was a walking disaster, like a walking bad luck charm. But what he lacked in personality, he made up for in endless tact, and Ruby just knew that he'd point out the obvious. Then things would fix themselves after her father scared poor Jaune.

Speaking of her father, now that Tai got a closer look at this Jaune Arc fellow, he was forced to admit the unlucky kid had style. Good facial hair and a proper haircut. He approved of that. Made breakfast for his sweet sunflower was a win in his book. A man should know how to cook. At the same time, how dare he cook for Yang? Who did this kid think he was? It was time to play bad dad!

Tai groaned in pain. "Ok, I think I learned my lesson here. I'll stop being this overbearing." The reactions of his two daughters was to dance around for joy.

"So? It's safe to assume that's your hoodie my daughter's wearing?" Jaune's silence sold him out especially when he tried to open his mouth but no words came out. "What are your intentions with my daughter?"

Gulping, Jaune trailed his answer with a subtle shift of his eyes toward Yang, wondering if there was a right answer to his question. When she refused to answer with anything but a shrug of her shoulders, he sighed and figured honesty was the best policy. "Uh, to date her?"

"You have a lot of nerve." Tai hummed and eyed the tray of food in his hands once more. Funny, the gesture reminded him of something he'd do. "Tell me, what do you like about her?"

Yang smirked at said Arc who gulped in fear when he noticed her gauntlets were fully loaded. "Remember Lover Boy. Only the good stuff."

Jaune bit his tongue and inhaled a deep breath through his nose. Time to be brutally honest. So he gave one of his warm smiles. "Yang... can be a bit boneheaded sometimes, but I like that about her. I know she's beautiful, but what I like the most about her is her eyes. They're so full with emotion and strength. When she smiles, I can feel it. She lights up the entire room."

Yang looked at Jaune since she was a bit slack-jawed in that display of honesty while Jaune simply smiled. "My thoughts exactly, you don't really know how great you are Yang."

Yang blushed and sat down in order to heal from the condition known as the difficulty to breathe due to a hammering heart. "It-its al-right… I guess."

Tai's shoulders slacked for the briefest of moments. He felt the same. His daughter was like a walking fire. Wherever she went, emotions brewed. Not to mention she was the textbook example of boneheaded, but apparently, the Arc found that quality endearing about her, which was nice. Perfection was a fleeting possibility. Enjoying someone's quirky faults was what really drove a relationship strong. He could appreciate that. He wasn't the only one.

Qrow hated to admit it, but the kid had that type of style only clumsy fools had. That, by definition, was pure gold. Too bad he'd never know how to use it. All of it, and he meant all of it, was accidental at best. Perhaps that how the twerp ended up with his niece. Good old foolish charm was to blame. Well, that and maybe it was his appearance? Possibly. Maybe? He hadn't a clue.

Tai's next question was interrupted by the sweet aroma infiltrating his nostrils. A quick peek down at the breakfast platter in Jaune's hands forced him to redirect his line of questioning. After all, the man distinctly remembered the enemy saying he made this. "What's that in your hands?"

Jaune stilled and then lifted up the plate. He had thought Yang's dad would smack him in the head with it. "B-Breakfast. I-I made it for Yang."

Qrow snorted. "You made that." Beacon Academy didn't make breakfast for the student body during the weekends. The students were on their own there. So the Arc had taken it upon himself to create a delicious, but healthy breakfast for his precious flower. Oddly enough, Tai's presence robbed him of any appetite.

Still, he wasn't ashamed for his skills in the kitchen and branded the scarecrow with a tight frown. "Yeah, well, what else is Yang supposed to eat? Breakfast bars? Everyone needs a good breakfast to start the day."

Tai asked the blonde hunter. "Is that how you feel?"

Jaune nodded. "Of course my mother drilled it into my head. What kind of man can I be if I can't take care of my lady?"

Tai simply grabbed Jaune's hand and gave it a fierce shake. "I give you the right to date any of my daughters. If you don't treat them right, I'll kill you. If you do, I'm expecting grandkids."

"DAD!" Ruby and Yang yelled out in disbelief since it seemed Jaune had managed to impress their father with his unusual talent of the household. But it also gave them reprieve knowing that if they decided to get the Arc, they could.

No one noticed Tai's glaring frown withering away. His emotions screeched, and his mind halted. This boy, this Arc, made breakfast for Yang so she wouldn't be deprived of a good morning breakfast? Considering the way he had found her when he stepped through the door, she had barely woken up. The creation of the meal had been a just-because gesture. In other words, he cared for his daughter's health and treated her with more respect than Tai initially believed, and the kid's style was starting to grow on him. 'Anyone who wore that stubble and hair combo had their life together!'

From the other side of the spectrum, Qrow snickered and shook his head. The tall man then glared nonchalantly down at the heart-shaped eggs and precisely sliced up ham, strangely unable to find the right words to poke the kid with, but he held a bit of respect for him nonetheless. Anyone who had the nerve to date Yang Xiao Long deserved that much. "You don't only cook, but you decorate the food, too?"

Jaune peered down at the assortment of food. "Is it so wrong for a guy to know how to cook?"

Tai suddenly grinned and wrapped an arm around his shoulder. "No, no it is not!" The occupants in the room, mostly Ruby and Yang, eyes grew in size. Before they had the chance to react, hoping to save Jaune from being torn to shreds by an overprotective father, Tai ripped the plate out Jaune's hand and pressed into his sunflower's stunned arms, leading the Arc out with a building kick in his step.

Weiss had to laugh at alternate Ruby's expression. "Looks like Ruby has realized her plan completely backfired and it seems that Jaune will keep that haircut."

Ruby looked green not with envy but the situation was too gross for her to handle. "I think I'll need to puke if they do another sex scene."

Tai's voice lost all of its venom as he led Jaune away from the room. "You know what, I like you, Jaune. Walk with me, talk to me. Tell me, what your opinion on gardening is. Do you know how to?"

"I have seven sisters and a mother who thought I wasn't getting enough attention."

"Really? What else? Know how to dance?"

"I've been wanting to take Yang out on a ballroom dance for a date. I've also been teaching her how to dance classically." Yang huffed as their voices grew dimmer and dimmer by the second, and scarfed down her breakfast. No way was she going to allow her dad to steal away her Saturday's plans. A quick change shuffle of pajama shorts later and she ran after them, still wearing that Pumpkin Pete Hoodie with a stomach full and no heartburn in sight.

"Hey! Wait up! I said hold it!"

Yang wanted to remind herself of her dream date in a fancy restaurant which then retreated to a time of ballroom dancing which ended with them being together in a bed. 'It seems Lover Boy can give me that.'

Ruby peeked her head out the door a moment later, watching the retreating blonds with her chance of normalcy slipping away. After finding her plans crumbling around her, she moved back, staring at her teammates and uncle with pure confusion crossing her features. "What just happened?"

Qrow said nothing and peeked out the hallway to watch Yang tackle the two blonds in a pile of limbs. The three knuckleheads laughed it off, enjoying each others company. Ruby followed Qrow's lead and peeked underneath his chin, sadly miserable. Any chance of sanity was gone. Yang didn't see her father in Jaune's appearance, and her dumb dad didn't hate Jaune's guts! Nothing went as planned! Where did things go wrong?

Feeling her broken resolve, Qrow hovered over Ruby's shoulder and looked down at his shaking niece, gulping a quick whiff of the good stuff. The alcohol gave him the fake courage needed to point out the burning obvious. "You know something, kiddo, he kind of looks like your old man. It's a little weird."

Upon seeing her happy-go-lucky attitude come back from his statement, Qrow smirked. Now it all made sense. Why his niece was extra-happy to see them today. Yup. Classic set-up. It was just bad luck that the plan fell through and that Tai ended up liking the blond dork. Yang certainly wasn't going to punch a gift horse in the mouth. Which meant the poor kiddo had to deal with this for who knew how long.

Qrow Branwen only had one thing to offer his niece for his condolences. Ruby's vision was torn away when a stainless steel flask hindered her sight. The hand holding it shuffled the flask a few times until the sparkling eyes ripped themselves away to travel up the arm connected to it. The dead eyes shining back refrained from sugar coating his intentions. Ruby Rose welcomed the heartburn.

Tai growled at Qrow who simply shrugged his shoulders. "What?! It isn't like I'm actually giving her this."

Winter asked. "When are these short scenarios going to end?"

The Creator laughed. "Whenever I lose the inspiration to do so… along with getting a beta."

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That is how I ended it, I also thank you guys for waiting for me to update this story. I don't want to end it just like I did with Akatsuki no Naruto. One day I fear that because I'll take a break that I'll stop updating this story and die again. But I'm not leaving this fandom unless great fanfics stop me from thinking of new ideas. I've also been thinking of just making an actual RWBY fanfic with no crossover elements.

Who knows, await Chapter 7 guys or Meet the Parents, it may not always be meeting Jaune's parents but it could be Jaune as a parent to show as a relic. Also remember to find out about the identity of the Creator. Whoever gets it first will definitely have a spot lined up for an upcoming chapter regardless of what it is. I will announce it in Meet the Parents, if there is no one then life.