Author's Notes:

So we hit 100 reviews! 100 by the time of last chapter but since I'm proofing this at the time of reaching the milestone, I might as well put my thoughts here.

First of all, thank you is the least I can say. To think that in 100 separate instances, people have put their thoughts onto their keyboard and gave me the time of day to see these thoughts about my writing is sort of incredible. With this being my first real hard attempt at a narrative, it's encouraging to know that people do actually care about the interactions I want to write between pre-existing characters. They find the bits I want to write as 'cool' as actually cool, 'cute' as actually cute and 'funny' as actually funny.

Again, my thanks isn't enough for all the people who read my work and are genuinely interested in my take of this universe and what I want to build/add to the RWBY fanfic community.

With all the mushy and icky stuff out of the way, we'll get to a considerably more chill chapter in comparison to Jaune's past memories and mind games with Ozpin.

Enjoy the chapter.

Sat on his bottom bunk bed with his hands clasped together and looking down onto his boots was Jaune Arc – appearing somewhat nervous with his stock stillness. I'm here because they said I could come back with them, he told himself. Plus, this is technically my room too; I'm entitled to be in here whenever I want anyway. There's no problem at all!

But, the thing was, there was a problem. And the problem was pretty evident from the sound of water hitting the plastic of the bathtub as it came down from the showerhead above.

Jaune hated that he managed to describe it like that. It was almost as if he was there himself.

Which he was not and definitely did not want to be. Not at all. There were co-ed dormitories, sure – that was fine. The blond felt as though he could get through and behind that idea without too many problems. He was used to sleeping in the same room as girls, thanks to his sisters, and was thoroughly desensitised to the idea. You would be too if Coral said she was going to crash in your room that night because she had a falling out with Saffron. Her snoring was worse than a Ursa Major's roar while it was trying to maul your face off from on top you.

Co-ed dorms, fine. But then showers in those dorm rooms? Was Ozpin trying to start something? Was this even legal? The answer was obviously yes, though Jaune supposed that Beacon acted with independence from the law of Vale either way as two different governing bodies, but that didn't really help him any.

To take his mind off things, he did find out that Ozpin was lying about those so-called 'suspicious messages from unknown numbers' after asking Weiss and Ruby about their own contacts. So Ozpin knew about Vul messaging him? Well, he knew that someone messaged him at least and wanted the boy to out a possible spy within his student body. Jaune supposed that another student doing the deed would have been easier but he couldn't help but question that man's agenda within all of this.

"You better not be thinking of anything," he heard Weiss say from the bottom bunk opposite – almost as if she was reading his mind's prior thoughts.

"I- I'm not thinking of anything," Jaune felt the need to emphasise. It was also true.

For the most part.

He looked up to see Weiss combing her hair, free from her ponytail as it had been all day thanks to Ren's dare from yesterday. She was clad in her nightgown as the day was coming to a close and their activities from today had their toll on them. Drawing his eyes back down, the blond was still in his combat-wear and waiting for his own turn in the shower.

The shower that Blake getting wet in right- no! He wasn't thinking of anything. He was also not lying. At all.

"I hope you realise saying that makes things so much worse…" mumbled Jaune, only for him to hear the repeated brushstrokes from across the room stop entirely as Weiss stared at him with an expression of cold disgust. "What?"

"Barbarian."

Her words were as painful as her glare and Jaune had nothing to say in retort as the icy heiress went back to combing her snowy locks. Honestly, it was frightening how much she seemed to mean the words she was saying and it sort of hurt the boy on the inside.

While it may seem inconceivable to some, Jaune was still a male teenager despite everything. Seventeen years old! Hello? Puberty was a thing. Not like Weiss seemed to care, of course, as she continued to sneak sharp glances in his direction to make sure he hadn't moved from his stationary position.

Ruby popped down from her top-bunk and leaned over the edge as she smiled. "Don't mind Weiss, Jaune – she's just a big dumb-dumb." The 'big dumb-dumb' seemed to disagree as she let out a surprised and offended scoff, but the girl continued either way. "By the way, I kinda have a question to ask…"

Thankful for the change in topic, Jaune was more than happy to provide. Looking back up at Ruby, she was similarly clad in her pajamas and facemask with her crimson cloak still attached around her shoulders. Boy, she sure seemed to love that thing. While he loved Crocea Mors, he wasn't about to hold it while sleeping or bring it into the shower- no! No shower thoughts.

It was a rabbit hole he literally just dragged himself out of and Jaune didn't want to cannonball back into any time soon.

"Yeah?" He met Ruby's inquisitive silver gaze and spoke. "Shoot, Ruby."

"It's about your weapon - hup!" She furthered her question slightly before jumping off of her top bunk and landing with her arms spread wide. Weiss wasn't a fan of the acrobatic display it seemed as she shrunk slightly.

Crocea Mors? Jaune turned his head to what was laid out beside him. While he said he wouldn't be taking Crocea Mors to bed with him, there the legacy weapon was – peacefully resting atop the fabric of his duvet and glinting despite the lack of light over her.

Her.

Really, he had only ever noticed it recently when Ruby called her weapon a 'him'. Jaune thought it was stupid, though she was quick to point out that he did much the same to Crocea Mors. Had Vul never made fun of him for it after they had retrieved her from that village wreckage?

Thinking back on it, Jaune wondered if his father had ever called Crocea Mors a 'her' too as he brought his eyes back to Ruby with a hum. "What about it?"

"Weeeeeeell…" She came to sit on the other side of the bed and Jaune made room for her as she twisted her torso to lay a hand on the sheathed weapon. It was strange, but Jaune felt comfortable with the action. The sitting next to him or the touching Crocea Mors, you might have asked? He wasn't sure. "There was this weird purple glow from your arm, and then your shield came zooming back to your arm – like vwooom!" Her hands came back from Crocea Mors and her fingers splayed out as if imitating some sort of explosion.

Giggling, she faced Jaune and tilted her head. "Was that all dust?"

"Wow, you got it," Jaune said – impressed. "Hold on for a sec."

He pulled the weapon gently from the middle of the bed behind them and softly placed it into his lap. Running his hand across the sheathe, Jaune eventually put a hand on the royal-blue hilt and pulled the blade free with a quiet hiss of metal and propped it up to the side. With Crocea Mors' sword out of the way, Jaune felt the flow of Aura run down his arm and into his hand. Sure enough, the sheathe reacted accordingly and shifted into the shield – proudly displaying the Arc family crest on the outward surface.

Ruby was in awe. "Woah…"

Not really knowing what had her so starry-eyed, Jaune slowly turned his head to look at the shocked girl beside him as she scooched up closer to get a better look. It wasn't exactly a bad feeling.

"…What?" Either way, he was still confused. At this point, even Weiss was relieving him of her spiked gaze and instead sending an interested glance in his direction.

"You didn't even press a button," Ruby explained quietly. "It just… happened, you know?"

Oh, yeah. That wasn't normal, was it? Most weapons could conduct Aura, though huntsmen still needed to manually shift between forms through switches and the like.

The reaction Crocea Mors had wasn't due to his Semblance or anything, that was just how it reacted when it came into contact with Jaune's Aura. If he wanted to turn her sheathe into a shield, his soul would will it and the weapon would comply. Really, it was instinct and Jaune sometimes forgot that other people had to press and pull stuff for their weapons to transform.

At the same time, Jaune still had to press a single button on his grappling hook and his gun to change them from their holstered box-like forms – but, at this point, that was instinct too.

"Oh," he replied eloquently before drawing his dark-blue gaze back to the shield. Answering the unspoken question honestly, he replied, "Well, I don't really know how it works… it's just how she's always been I guess."

"Weird…" Ruby said under the guise of a light breath. She breathed in, only for the sound to slowly grow in volume along with the size of her eyes. "Wait a second – your sheathe is a shield?! That's so cool, why did you never tell me?!"

The only response Jaune could muster was the widening of his own eyes. That was right, he hadn't really told anyone about the shifting capability of his sheathe. It was all in an effort to retain a semblance of secrecy so he would have the upper-hand against people in the long run. Jaune thought back on it and eventually came to realise that such a task would have been impossible to maintain for long if he was going to study here for four entire years and part of him was sort of glad that the adrenaline clouded his logic in the moment of his and Cardin's fight.

With a laugh, the blond turned his head in an effort to hide his telling eyes. "I guess it just slipped my mind, you know?"

Jaune could hardly tell her it was because he sort of didn't really fully trust Ruby at the time. While they remained steadfast friends and she was now his team leader, Jaune was still ever the sceptic at times.

"That's not fair," Ruby pouted as she kicked the carpet beneath them idly. "I told you about Crescent Rose's sniper function…"

Yikes. Yeah, Ruby would be the one to make a bigger deal out of it than anyone else – what with her obsession with different types of weapons.

A cringe found its way onto his face at Ruby's display of little sister like disappointment in him, though Jaune did his best to ignore it and turned the shield upside-down so that the inside was facing upward and his family crest was facing his lap. Thankfully, Ruby got over her sulking quick and was back to examining the contents of Crocea Mors over his shoulder.

The metal was cool in his hands – cool to a relaxing extent – and it was like there was an air of the similar temperature.

Moving her finger to point at something, Ruby asked, "Is that-?"

"Dust," Jaune finished as he brought his eyes onto the small compartment hidden within the back of his shield as a small vial filled with a ground violet substance was slid comfortable into it at a horizontal angle. "Gravity dust."

The easy-to-captivate-when-it-came-to-weapons Ruby moved her head closer to the shield itself, as if she thought that getting as close as she could to the very small and not-at-all complex addition to his weapon would help her understanding of it. "But, isn't that stuff like super expensive? Are you rich or something?"

Yes. It was. His eyes came out of his sockets when he first saw the price of the stuff when he was just browsing the wares of a Mistrali village dust store. Most frontier settlements didn't have the privilege that dust offered, though this one did – and boy was that a wakeup call. How much lien for a vial of the stuff? One hundred? No, thanks; that was the kind of money for a brand-new, off-the-shelf, full-release videogame.

Maybe the fact that all the dust he ever used was stolen from the White Fang somewhat messed with his idea of money and the whole paying for stuff thing that everyone else did. He once asked Vul if it was alright to even take all of the stuff and he replied with a disinterested shrug, 'Who else is gonna use it?' He said before gesturing to the unconscious White Fang members around him.

'Not them, that's for sure.'

"Yeah…" he replied. "We'll go with that." Moving swiftly on, Jaune stood up while clearing his throat and placed the shield face-down on the other side of the room before taking a few steps back until his back was against a door. He held his left arm bracer up – the one that had the magnetic holster on the outside of his forearm – and twisted it around. "There's another vial of the stuff in here. Watch."

Unlike weapons that were usually made of steel and iron, dust seemed to have a natural reaction to Aura. Really, nobody should have been surprised when he extended his arm with his hand on the shoulder to help with the recoil and the purple glow started to emanate once more.

But that didn't stop Ruby from squealing in excitement as the shield came shooting back towards Jaune.

The flow of his Aura was invisible to all, though the subsequent purple glow shined brightly and illuminated the room. A similar light emitted from Crocea Mors a few metres away and she began to shake slightly on the carpet. Faster and faster the shaking grew until the shield lifted off the ground and was pulled back to Jaune's left arm with a clang of metal and a click of the holster. His arm bucked back slightly, though Jaune's other hand helped to dampen the impact.

He released a soft breath with his eyes closed. Turning to Ruby, Jaune opened them with an awkward yet small smile. "Something like that, anyway."

In truth, Vul had suggested this to him – like most with most of the things that Jaune used/practised/had at his disposal. It was actually based on one of his own huntress idols, as weird as that may have sounded. He forgot the name but she used gravity dust in a similar way to toss away and retrieve her weapons at a whim.

"Omigosh, that's so cool-!" Ruby pushed herself off of his bed with such excitement that her forehead crashed into the wooden bedframe of the bunk above her. "Errgh…" She doubled over slightly and put her hands onto her forehead to soothe herself as she started to mumble.

Genuinely worried, Jaune took a step towards her and reached an arm out hesitantly. "Hey, are you okay-?" But then let out an 'urk' of surprise as she instead made her mumblings louder and took five steps towards Jaune, trying to get a better look at the holstered shield.

"The uses of that are, like, endless! That's why you just threw your sheathe around willy-nilly at the start of the fight, it's 'cause you could have just gotten it back whenever you wanted – like at the end to protect yourself from that explosion!"

Well, he also did have a firing mechanism in the bracer at the same time for impaling though he neglected using that in the bout so that anyone who was specifically watching didn't know that was a part of his arsenal. A man had to keep some secrets, you know? Especially when there was apparently a White Fang spy around.

"Uh," Jaune chuckled. The shine in Ruby's eyes was almost blinding and he turned his head to the side slightly to avoid it. "Yeah…"

"Oh, oh, oh!" The small girl was almost hopping on the spot with a finger up, wanting to add something. "By the way, what was that massive explosion of light when Cardin hit you? It was soooo bright, I couldn't even see for a couple seconds after it!"

The question made him open his mouth, only for words not to come out.

'That was my Semblance,' he was about to say. Though, the boy pondered if that was even a good idea.

Should he tell them about his Semblance? His head, the part of him that Vul had drilled logic and reason into for his own survival, told him the answer was a resounding no. Though, when his own cloudy blue eyes darted to Ruby's shining silver, part of him just wanted to let the beans spill. Man, he probably looked stupid with his mouth wide-open like some sort of fish if Weiss' look was anything to go by but, at the same time, she looked just as interested as Ruby.

Wasn't this the same ordeal with his shield? If that was the case, wouldn't it just be better to get it all out of the way? They were… teammates, right? But then, why did he still hesitate so much?

"I…-"

From behind him, the door that he had his back against pushed up against him and the knob dug into his side. The room fell into silence as Jaune turned around to see Blake's head peeking out – the black bow atop her head still attached as her golden irises inspected what exactly was blocking her from getting out of the bathroom.

"Sorry…" she said slowly. "But do you mind?"

Jaune fumbled to get out of the way and awkwardly muttered an apology as the white door leading to the bathroom was pushed outward further, revealing Blake in a plain black t-shirt and shorts that came to the middle of her thighs – leaving plenty of skin out for the world to see. Not like Jaune was looking or anything. Even so, he hoped that his partner wasn't paying attention to where his gaze was as she climbed up to her bed with a towel around her shoulders.

"…Jaune?" A small voice called from in front of him.

"What-? who-? where-? I wasn't looking."

"Looking?" Ruby seemed confused, tilting her head again – though with more thought as if she was trying to figure something out. "Looking where?"

He made to speak, though ended up just drawing a sharp breath and pushing his mouth into a thin line as he waddled over to his wardrobe and pulled out his own pajamas. Just a black Pumpkin Pete's shirt and yellow-striped shorts of his own, nothing special. Standing up, he started to make was way into the bathroom to finally take a shower and get out of his sweaty combat clothes.

"Jaune? Looking at what? Jaune?"

And Jaune kept on walking until he felt the hot and humid air of the bathroom on his skin before shutting the door.

Once again, the room was left silent and the cape-wearing girl was stood in front of the door that was shut on her with only a single question on his mind. "But what was he looking at…?"

Weiss sighed from her own bed. "Barbarian…"

/-/

He wasn't saying that the cold water felt amazing, but god damn was the cold water amazing. It really numbed the pain of smashing his forehead into the wall in front of him.

Jaune reeled back his head and tilted face upwards so that more liquid would run down his features, only for him to slam his head into the solid wall of clay that decorated the pristine bathroom. Either way, his Aura was still activated and the pain wasn't immense but Jaune felt the need to let it down for just a second so that he could try and teach himself some self-control.

Like it was always said, pain was the best teacher.

"I want to die…" Were Jaune's motivating words as he slumped in the shower, letting the cold water flow down his bare back.

Seriously, Jaune thought he was prepared for the co-ed life. Psyche! Guess he wasn't! No amount of female siblings could have ever prepared him for this. Yeah, he had taken baths with his sisters before, but that was when they were kids and it wasn't the same because they were family. When Jaune opened his eyes and looked down into the drain, his mind slowly started to drift off and wonder if he was stood in the same place as Blake as she scrubbed herself down-

"GAAAAAH!"

From the mere thought alone, the sheer amount of effort it took to take himself away from that dark, dark path cost him his footing as the blond slipped in the shower and fell flat on his ass; the water directly pushing his bangs down so that he couldn't even see where he was after the tumble. Left panting to himself, Jaune pushed the bangs up and over his face and slicked the hair back – only for a few to come back forward in retaliation.

"…Jaune?" A worried voice came after a knock on the door and he felt the need to snap his head in the direction of the entrance despite the shower curtain still being pulled forward. "Are… are you okay?"

"Uh, yeah! Yeah… it was… just a spider. A really big one."

It was Ruby's voice, he could tell. If not at first because of the intonation, then it surely was due to her seemingly omnipresent willingness to lend a hand.

"Oh, do you need help with-"

"No! I mean… No, I got it." Nice recovery, me. Real smooth. "Thanks." He was still in the shower for god sake – how could she even ask that? She couldn't be that dense, surely. Maybe she just didn't care either way? Jaune didn't want to think about it too much.

There were a few seconds that passed until Ruby finally responded. "If you're sure…" He was very sure, don't worry. Jaune was the surest he had ever been in his life.

The following repeated steps of something leaving the front of the door was a relief, one that enticed a long sigh from Jaune as he picked himself up from the basin of the bathtub and reached for the shower gel on the rack of bathroom-necessities to the side. There were an assortment of different bottles with varying labels, though he picked the plainest one he could find.

"Scent of Falling Sakura?" He mumbled to himself, holding the purely black bottle with both hands and reading the white text that was elegantly printed onto the surface. "What the hell is a 'sakura'?" In the end Jaune shrugged and squeezed some of the substance onto his palms before rubbing it into his hands and getting started with cleaning himself.

Huh. Whatever a 'sakura' is, it smells pretty damn good. As he pushed the gel into his skin, his hands came across his torso and started to lather himself, only to get to the shoulder and stare at the pinkish colouration that differed from the rest of his complexion.

A scar.

It wasn't anything new to look at, though Jaune just kept his eyes on the scar as he idly continued to wash himself.

It wasn't all too big, though it went deep. The memory of it wasn't too foreign to him either. It had been, what? Only four or five months since he got it? There was a strange recollection in Jaune's eyes as he furrowed his brows. The cold water on his skin made its way to his head and slowly matted down Jaune's slicked-back blonde locks while he thought. Hiding his eyes from the world, he tried his best to remember the day.

The veil of night. The smell of distant ash in the air. Vaguely familiar houses torn down at the foundations.

There was… screeching. Unholy screeching, nothing like a regular Grimm. Fog that suffocated and blinded for miles, hot like steam. Blood, too. There was a lot of blood. It seeped into his hoodie, his armour, his eyes – but… most of it didn't belong to him. A… a flash of light. Crocea Mors was there. And… and…

'Get out of the way!'

Jaune's eyes broke open and he started to breathe heavily as if exhausted. The palm of his hand felt the cool tiles of the bathroom wall as he doubled over at the hip and put his other hand across one of his eyes in reflex. A pounding in his skull, Jaune hissed as the shower gel got into his eye and forced him to try wash it out instead of dealing with the ensuing headache.

There was a curse under his breath as Jaune confusedly reached for the shampoo, cursing again as the shaking of his hand knocked over the rows of plastic bottles at the shower-side. Almost as if scared of what they might see, his bloodshot dark-blue eyes that stared at the back of his hand slowly looked over his palm as he turned it around. Jaune was trembling. Was he… still afraid? It didn't feel like fear… or maybe it was; he didn't know right now. It felt like he was missing something – something that Jaune couldn't physically put thought to. What was he thinking about again?

Suddenly, Jaune could no longer remember. He could remember nothing about the incident, as if the entire scene had been separated from his conscious memory and hidden beneath layers upon layers of unbreakable steel floors.

When the time is right.

His head shot back up and went from left to right. "Who-?"

There was another knock at the door, one that seemed more urgent. "Jaune…? Are you really okay?"

No. Help me. I don't know what's happening. "…Yes."

It was almost pitiable how hesitant Ruby sounded in asking. Because of course it was Ruby on the other side. Of course she would be the first one to come to another's aid again. "Is… is it the spider again?"

"…"

"Jaune?"

"…Yes."

"…Alright."

"…"

There was a pang in Jaune's heart at the shuffling of his new friend's feet got quieter and quieter. She sounded so defeated, and hardly like she believed a word he was saying at this point. How useless must she have felt? With such a strong will to help another, what would it feel like to be unable to act upon it? To chain down that part of yourself? Would Ruby learn, like him, that you would never be able to help everyone? To save everyone?

Gods, was he crying? Why? This made no sense. Why couldn't he remember? Remember what?

Jaune slowly forwarded his forehead back on to the wall, though this time softly, as he held his scarred shoulder and let the tears that escaped from his reddened eyes join with the cold water that rained onto him from above. It was all too sudden. Why now? Because he tried to remember? Who was talking to him? What 'time'?

It was the scent of sakura petals that surrounded this broken and bewildered boy under the cold rain of the water above him.

/-/

Her sigh was tired and thoughtful and her body flopped onto her bed. "Ugh…"

"Ruby, get off my bed." Well, it wasn't actually her bed but it's not like that should have mattered. They were partners, but more importantly friends. What kind of friends didn't share? Bad ones, that's what. And Weiss was her best friend so that meant they shared stuff times two!

"Ruby," Weiss hissed more thoroughly with grit teeth. "Get off my bed."

Or, maybe not. That was fine, they could work up to that point and Beacon was only just starting after all. But before she followed the wishes of her sort-of-annoying but at the same time adorably-cold partner, Ruby's words came out muffled as she spoke into the soft material of the mattress. "Do you think Jaune's fine in there?"

Cue the unscrupulous look and a sneer. Ruby didn't need to see it to know it was there at this point; it was a very Weiss-like thing to respond with. "He's taking a shower; how hard can that be? I'm sure that even a guy like him can handle it."

"A guy like him?" Her face turned around so that her cheek was pushed up against the sheets as she looked to Weiss. "What do you mean by that?" Instead of an answer, she was met with a pillow to the face not to dissimilar to Ruby's own plan of attack when Yang was in her 'older sister mode', as she like to call it.

"Why must you always be so infuriating? Get off my bed already, you dimwit!"

And even if she knew Weiss' answer was going to be something along those lines, it didn't stop Ruby's dramatic sigh as she slid off the bed at an excruciatingly slow pace. "Ugh, fine…"

She continued to mumble under her breath about a 'dumb-dumb' and pulled herself up to her own rope-suspended bunk bed as she sunk into the mass of plushies and teddies that she had managed to bring in from her home in Patch.

There was no way she was imagining it. Something was up with Jaune ever since they had that sleepover in Team PYRN's room. As she reached over into the pile of plushies and pillows and grabbed whatever she could get her hands on, Ruby held it tight to her chest as she continued to think. Actually, if she was really thinking about it, Blake seemed kind of off too. She was being a lot more… Blake than usual.

Her head rocked back and forth as she shook it wildly. Use your words, Ruby! If Weiss can do it, so can you!

The shaking of her head ceased and there was a narrowing of her silver eyes while she tried to explain to herself more… eloquently. Blake was being kinda… shifty. Was that rude to say? Ruby hoped not. Blake had this cool mysterious air around her when they first met each other and it's not like that disappeared or anything, though there was some other element to it now. It might have made her a little weird for noticing but Ruby had noticed her black-haired teammate keeping an eye on Jaune.

There was that time during breakfast earlier today as well as her attention being high during Jaune's fight – those glowing amber eyes almost vicious as they watched Jaune's movements with the utmost rapture… wait. And there was also just a few minutes ago when Blake just came out of the shower and Jaune was just staring at her; Ruby wasn't stupid or anything and Jaune was still a boy, she understood that much… wait. There was no way.

Could Blake and Jaune have liked each other?

Ruby shook her head frantically yet again, now with a slight tint to her cheeks. Her blinks were rapid and her mind was racing.

Well, maybe Blake liked Jaune and Jaune already knew about it and that's why things were so awkward between them! Oh gods, it was all coming together and Ruby had no idea what to do about it! Whipping her head towards the other top bunk on the other side of the room, Blake had a book in her hands but she was doing anything other than reading it. Instead, her eyes were on the bathroom door and the expression on her face was super focussed for some reason. The sight didn't help Ruby's growing squeak.

What on Remnant was she thinking about right now?!

It's not like it was any of her business or anything. If they were going to have some sort of relationship, that would be completely fine! Yup, yup – no problems here! It kind of came out of nowhere and made her question what exactly happened between the two of them to get this way but they made a really sweet couple, Ruby thought. They both were super cool and had an aura of mystery around them so it only made sense, right? There was a weird pulling from the side of her chest under the warmth of the fluffy dog-shaped pillow she held in her arms, but it went ignored as Ruby continued to rant in her own head.

I mean, she thought at breakneck speeds. Maybe that whole Truth or Dare thing between them was a cover up so that nobody would suspect them! Did that make sense? Gah! Someone help her, she had no idea what was going on!

Creeeek. That was the sound of the bathroom door opening as Jaune emerged from the brightly lit room with his mop of blond hair still wet with water despite the towel draped on his head. Clad in that cute bunny t-shirt of his and his black and yellow striped shorts, he had the clothes he wore for Miss Goodwitch's class held under his arm as he seemed to stumble out of the bathroom with no steam following him. Did he have a cold shower? Her dad did used to say that it was good after a workout, she supposed. Jaune's eyes were downcast, almost sad looking, before he looked up to meet Blake's gaze. Quite promptly, their eyes widened at the same time before turning their heads away.

Now, imagine what that looked like to Ruby – considering the thoughts that were going through her mind at the moment.

She began to cough and hack, shooting up in her bed and clutching her throat and subsequently drew the attention of every single other party in the room. Weiss even poked her head out from the bed beneath her to look up at Ruby, who could only look between the sets of prying eyes and rub the back of her head awkwardly with a smile and a dry laugh. Eventually, the rest of her team lost interest as she fell back into her mountain of soft pillows, even if they weren't able to see the desperation in her eyes as she stared at the pink veil that was draped over her bed for decoration.

It was so obvious! How has nobody else put this together yet?!

While Ruby said that it wasn't any of her business, Jaune and Blake were still part of Team RASB – her team. They were having some icky couple falling out thing right now and that's why they've been acting so weird lately. That was the story that formed inside of Ruby's head and she sought to fix it. She didn't even question the validity of her maybe way out of proportion claims, instead firing the canisters within her brain to come to a solution.

For wherever there was people in need, Ruby would be there. It was the number one way to make sure she was on her way to becoming one of the best huntresses Remnant had ever seen.

"Okay, Ruby, you got this…" As she mumbled to herself, the cape-wearing girl reached under her pillow with her tongue poking out of her mouth in an effort to find a certain device. "Aha!" Victoriously, she held her scroll before her and looked upon it in triumph. Clearing her throat, Ruby raised her arm and called out to her teammate below.

"Hey guys, you wanna play a game?"

Almost immediately, Ruby's mouth came to a grimace as she noticed the slight jerking of Jaune's features while he was moving Crocea Mors to rest by the bedside drawer. And, maybe by complete coincidence (though probably not), Blake had a similar reaction with the smallest widening of her eyes.

"Um, I – uh… a video game!" The attempt to save face was accompanied by a very nervous laugh as she climbed down from her bed and came to the table that rested by the single window of their room. Centered between each set of bunkbeds, the table was decorated delicately with a line of books near the back and a pretty set of pens that were laying atop an open notebook.

All of which was swiftly wiped off in a clatter by Ruby.

"Hey!" Weiss yelled from behind her. "That was my stuff!"

I'm sorry, Weiss! This is for the good of the team! Hopefully, she would understand.

It would have later been revealed to her that she did not.

Jaune's voice was next, as he asked, "Ruby? What are you doing?"

Mumbling to herself in thought as she worked, the caped girl tapped on her scroll complicatedly in an effort to find the app she was trying to open. "Err… where is it? Oh my gosh, those puppies are so cute! Gasp! The new XRAE Heat Vision Scope is coming out next week? I hope Dad gave me enough allowance this month… Nope, nope, nope – ooh!" Her expression quickly turned sour, growling, "What the- stupid Yang, stop sending me these me-me's! I don't even know what these things are!"

In quite the comedic fashion, all three other pairs of eyes remained locked onto pure incoordination and spastic energy that was Ruby Rose in this very instance. Her whirlwind of emotions, expressions and phrases came to an eventual halt when she widened her metallic orbs in recognition and placed her scroll onto the desk with an exaggerated slam.

Suddenly, a projection came from within the scroll as it opened – displaying a title that came with a grandiose vocal introduction.

"Mega…"

"…Mash Sisters?"

It appeared that both Blake and Weiss were in equal amounts of confusion and could only turn to the girl who had put the entire thing on in the first place as she hauled an arm's worth of pillows onto the ground – more likely than not to sit on for the 'rad gaming sesh' that was totally about to take place.

"What?" Ruby placed her hands on her hips and raised an eyebrow in confusion. She met the dual gazes of her two female teammates and sounded almost offended as she spoke. "You've never heard of Mega Mash before? It's like the party fighting game! Me and Yang always used to play it back home in Patch."

"I've, uh, actually heard of it. My own sisters and I loved it," Jaune said from the side, sat on the edge of his bed and looking at the scroll projection with a strange nostalgia.

"Thank you!" Slouching in relief, Ruby looked over to her downtrodden blond friend and had to clarify, "Hang on, sisters?"

Jaune moved his eyes from the screen to Ruby and nodded after a second, as if contemplating. "Yeah, sisters. Plural." His smile didn't waver, though it did slightly skew when he sighed, "Seven… What, have I not told you about this before?"

With a high-pitched gasp, Ruby put a hand to her mouth and squealed. "Seven?! Oh my gosh, you have to tell me all about them! What are their names? What are they like?! Where are you in the sibling line?"

"I…-" But just as the boy was about to answer, he was instead met with a slim finger to his lips as Ruby's eyes were shut in what could only be described as pure willpower and concentration.

"Wait," she said before theatrically turning her head away in a manner that seemed strangely true to her actual emotions. "I can't… but you will tell me later."

On Jaune's face was an expression not all too describable, but he ultimately came to answer. "Suuuuree…"

"Okay," Ruby breathed. "Gimmie your scroll."

"What-? Why me?" At his plea, the caped girl narrowed her eyes and pouted dangerously. Resigning, Jaune hung his head low and sighed. "Okay, fine."

"Thank you," she said cutely – holding out her palm in expectance as the device she asked for was softly placed in turn with her request. She broke the scroll into two parts and waved them over her own scroll that was projecting the screen and smiled at the sound of it being recognised. Swivelling on her heel, her cape flowed in the direction she turned as she held up the separated parts of Jaune's scroll in each hand. "Two controllers, ready for action! Now - I don't want to brag, or anything – but I did win more often than not against Yang…"

"Pfft…"

"Ha?" Ruby, channelling her inner Weiss, appeared about as affronted as she had ever been in her life as she rose an eyebrow to Jaune. "Sorry, what's so funny? I think I'm missing out on the joke here." While he was still in his pajamas, Ruby noticed that Jaune still wore socks with that same cute bunny print but that wasn't her focus for much longer as she snatched the controller than she had held high in the air with ease. That alone annoyed her, even not taking into account what he said next.

"The joke is, my dear Ruby, you're about ten years too early to beat me in a game of Mega Mash Sisters." He plopped down on the makeshift couch of pillows and plushies and gave a look to the still stood caped girl as if begging her to challenge him on that claim.

"Oho?" Doing much the same, her haughty gaze never left Jaune's and one could swear that there was a bolt of electricity between the two friends as they grinned with ferocity befitting a life-or-death situation. "And what makes you say that, my good friend Jaune?"

Without even looking at the screen itself, Jaune already began to navigate through the menu using nothing more than what appeared to be pure muscle memory. His eyes were closed and the boy began to almost recite what he said in a semi-snobbish tone. "I'll have you know that my sister, Jade, once took me on a forty-eight-hour Mega Mash training marathon over the weekends and I have never been the same person since."

Yes! Inner Ruby was fist-pumping her arm off. Yang would always get antsy whenever Mega Mash Sisters was brought up in conversation and Ruby would brag about being better than her. It always led to them having a rematch right then and there, taking their mind off whatever was going on at the time for good old-fashioned videogame-y fun.

And by the look of Jaune's daring grin, he was much the same.

"Is that right?" While inner-Ruby was busy celebrating over her progress to completing her goal, outer-Ruby was still actually quite confident in her own ability. "Well, I'll have you know that I was known as the best Ragnell player in all of Patch."

Her comment was met with another fart noise than slipped from Jaune's lips – one that basically screamed superiority and overconfidence – earning a flat look from the girl next to him. "If you're going to pick a bladie, at least choose a good one. Once you're off the ground, you aren't getting back down 'till you're all the way off-stage."

The pout on her face was evident as she began to mutter under her breath about 'how he'll be sorry' while she went through the settings and rules. Jaune seemed pretty hardcore about Mega Mash Sisters, so she set the most competitive rules she had and went for the stage that was just a single, linear platform.

"Journey's End?" Jaune questioned her decision with a raised eyebrow. "You sure you wanna go there? Not exactly a Ragnell stage…"

At this point, Ruby was having enough of her blond friend's teasing and poking and let out a frustrated sigh. He was sort of reminding her of how Uncle Qrow would always try to get in her head before a game whenever he came to visit. That and Yang's incessant talking during an actual match as she commentated over everything that was happening were some of the things she hated about her family. She still loved them, though.

"Errgh, just pick a character already so I can kick your butt…"

"Big words from a small girl."

As she hovered her player icon over the handsome blue-haired, bandana wearing man who wielded a sword twice his size – the girl could only shake her head as 'Ragnell!' was yelled by the announcer. "I swear you've made that joke before."

"Maybe," Jaune answered, moving his own cursor over the massive roster of playable characters. "But I don't think it makes what I said any less valid."

At this point, while it may have sounded like only two of the four members of RASB were involved, it might have come as a surprise that Blake had her book resting open on her chest as she stared cattily at the screen and Weiss was eyeing the projected images with distant interest while still running through her locks. Soon, the announcer voice picked up once again as Jaune finally came to a decision. Above the player two icon was a render of a younger looking blonde boy clad in a green tunic and wielding an iconic sword and shield that anyone who had ever picked up a videogame would know about on first glance.

Ruby hummed at his choice. "Rinku?" From the ever popular Tale of Rinku series.

Squinting, the girl could help but draw the parallels between the player and the character as she turned her head between the character art and Jaune himself. Blonde hair? Sword and shield? Little earing? Arsenal of items? Check, check, check and… check. Who knows what else they could have even had in common? Ruby sure didn't.

She put a finger to the side of her mouth and whispered in thought, still directly facing him. "You know what, that actually makes a lot of sense…"

"Did you say something?"

Dismissing her friend's question with a wave of a hand she smirked and made for the game to start. "Nah." And as the three-count started to run down, the red-tipped girl felt a competitive fire burn somewhere inside of her as she rose an eyebrow to Jaune, who was looking much higher in spirits than he did when coming out of the shower. "Ready for that butt-kicking?"

And without even a look back, Jaune responded with a similar glint in the depths of those dark blue eyes of his. "Maybe in your dreams."

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GAME!

That was the announcer's exclamation as her character lost his last life, being sent flying off the stage with an explosion from a remotely detonated bomb. Understandably, Ruby was quite genuinely distraught at actually losing and was on her hands and knees slamming the floor in a grandiose display of tragedy. In contrast, Jaune had quite the smug smirk graced on his features as he closed his eyes and leaned back into the couch of pillows.

"Yep. Still got it."

"Gah!" Ruby shot up and pointed a finger accursedly to Jaune. "Don't 'still got it' me! You were on your last hit too! I hate Rinku's bombs so much – I hate you so much! Don't laugh at me!"

True enough to her word, Jaune was laughing at her; his arms were clutched around his side and his back was flat on the pillow-couch. And while however annoyed she looked on the outside, part of her was happy that she was able to get rid of that gloomy air around him – if only for a little while.

Jaune recovered himself and pushed himself up, shrugging. "What can I say? If I managed to keep up with Jade for two days straight, this is no sweat."

"Yeah, well, you're still going to tell me all about your sisters later on…" The grumbled as she fumbled around for the controller she had thrown away in a rage of torrential anguish from losing. However, her expression came from sour to sweet in an instant as she looked up at Blake and held up the controller. "Hey, Blake, you want a try?"

The stoic and raven-haired girl recoiled slightly at the invite, but didn't outright deny it. "Oh, I don't know if…" While she refused to look her in the eye, Ruby could tell she was at the very least interested in knowing more.

Some people just needed a little push, you know?

In a burst of rose petals, Ruby disappeared from where she was prior and instead wrapped an arm around her golden-eyed teammate – wiggling the controller in front of her like it was supposed to entice her. "Oh, don't be like that," she said. "I'm sure Jaune wouldn't mind – would you, Jaune?"

"Well she can certainly try," he said with his eyes closed in complete confidence yet again. It was like he never even recollected the fact that there was some awkward couple mumbo-jumbo between them. "But that's about as far as she'll get."

"But…-"

Ruby smiled through grit teeth and hugged Blake just the slightest bit tighter. "Please do it. If you beat him, it'll ruin his week and I really need this," she whispered.

The amount of movements in Blake's face as she contemplated her team leader's request was comical, though she turned to look at the red caped-girl's wide smile that hid the slightest amount of malice and eventually lowered her head in defeat. "Alright… if you insist."

For the second time that evening, inner-Ruby's fist-pumps tore her own arms off.

"Great!" There was another burst of rose petals, one of the tornado left in the little girl's wake floating down gently onto Blake's nose – leaving her to look at it cross-eyed while Ruby was back on her pillow-couch and mashing the buttons on the scroll-based controller to go through the character roster. "There's Lario and Muigi – he's good for beginners – there's Toadstool, Blamus, No-suit Blamus, Pikari, uh…"

On the pillow couch, Ruby sat between Jaune and Blake – who eventually made her way down from her bed and awkwardly kept her hands and feet to herself as their over-enthusiastic team leader continued to cycle through the roster and giving her inputs on each and every one of them. However, there seemed to be one character that was catching her eye throughout all of this.

"Um…"

"Huh?" Ruby turned, still hunched over the controller and smiled at Blake as she asked. "You found someone?"

"Yeah. Can I just…" Unsurely, she reached out to take the controller but when Ruby offered it to her, the black-haired girl simply put a finger onto the projected joystick and moved it over to the character she wanted.

"Luci-nya? Huh. She's pretty high-level. Are you sure?" If Ruby was speaking honestly (which she was) the way that Blake seemed to bite her thumb invisibly and nod her head was one of the cutest things she had ever witnessed. "Alright, if you say so. Oh, by the way Jaune, I'm turning on items. It's only fair and I'm sure you'll agree."

"Whatever floats you guys' boat. Not like it's going to matter." Was it bad to say that Ruby wanted to rip that smug look off his face? As his team leader – yeah, probably. But as a fellow Mega Mash player, Ruby guessed it was in her full right.

Locking in Blake's character for her, the render that appeared was of a beautiful young blue-haired lady with cat ears poking out of her straight locks of hair. Luci-nya was actually quite popular among the community as one of the most prominent faunus characters in the franchise, highly represented in top-level play. It did also help that she was super cute.

Changing the final rules within the match, Ruby hit confirm and handed off the controller to Blake – who turned it around in her hand like it was some sort of long lost relic to mankind. Her eyes and head scanned every inch of it, but it was the quiet cough that caught the smaller girl's attention as Blake meekly squeaked. "Sorry, how do I…"

Had she never played any sort of fighting game before?

This girl is so precious. Was the thought running through Ruby's head. She might have only known her for a couple of days, and this might have made her sort of a creep, but if Blake sold plushies of herself then Ruby would buy all of them.

"Right," she said, hovering her fingers over the buttons of the scroll-controller as the caped girl explained. "This is your attack button, that one's your special attack button, this one's jump, block, grab and that's how you roll. Got it?"

"…Yes?"

She doesn't get it. Ruby's internal space sighed to itself and chose give the poor girl a strained look as she slapped a hand onto the other's shoulder, earning herself a very confused look, and saluting invisibly. At least she'll have fun. Probably. Hopefully.

"Good luck, Blake," the middle-girl nodded solemnly as she heard the announcer countdown for the second time that night.

"Uh… right." She turned her head away from Ruby, choosing to focus on the large numbers flashing on the projected scroll screen.

You'll need it. Ruby's neck twisted to view the infuriatingly arrogant smile on Jaune's big dumb face. She herself back to the screen and watched the two characters make their entrances to the stage. Especially against someone like Jaune.

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Or maybe she didn't. That worked too.

"It's time to change fate!"

The proud declaration emerging from Blake's character was followed by her rushing into Jaune's, sending him flying away like a wet noodle before exploding somewhere off the projected screen. Like it had the game before, the announcer screamed the end of the game and the winner was displayed on the screen.

And Ruby couldn't believe it.

Neither could Jaune, apparently, as his mouth was wide open and his eyebrow was raised to a stupid degree. "What… just happened?"

"So… did I win?" Blake's voice was quiet, though she seemed to shrug on one side – still completely unsure if what she did was good. She soon yelped as Ruby crashed into her side, crushing her midsection due to the hugging force she was applying to her ribs.

"Yes! Yes, you did, Blake! Haha!" Letting go of her teammate, Ruby turned around and pointed to a stunned Jaune like she did before. However, un-like before, her face was much fiercer and filled with much more satisfaction. "In your stupid face, Jaune! You got destroyed by a complete newbie!"

He reeled back at the finger. "Wha-? All the Mash Spheres spawned near her; that was luck. We're going Journey's End, no items, three lives. Then we'll see if Blake can keep it up."

Ugh, he's such a hardcore fanboy… Slowly turning back to Blake, she still appeared bewildered about what was going on and simply shrugged at Ruby when their eyes met.

"Well, alright, then…" Were her inspiring words. They inspired every emotion other than confidence.

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"I think I'm getting a hang of the controls," Blake said, fiddling with the buttons on the scroll as she ended the game in a pretty nonchalant fashion.

Jaune sounded like a balloon whose air was slowly being let out. The sentiment was shared with Ruby, who was slack-jawed at the results displayed on the screen. Snapping his head violently towards Blake, he ignored how she flinched back in surprise and started to yell despite how late it was in the evening. "How do you do that?"

"Do what?"

"The- the thing! You know?" Having long since dropped his controller, Jaune began to wave his arms frantically to help convey his distressed state. "It's like whenever I threw out a move, you reacted almost instantly! Those kinds of reflexes are insane!"

"They are?"

Jaune shook his head in disbelief. "Yes!"

"I don't know," she admitted, turning her head away bashfully. "Maybe it's just natural talent…"

"Natural…-" His deep-blue eyes narrowed themselves and his mouth came to a defeated frown before he collapsed on the floor in front of the couch. Dragging his arms to his head, the boy ruffled his already dishevelled blonde locks with his face squashed up on the carpet of their dorm room. "What has my life amounted to? There is no meaning. There is no reason. Jade, I'm sorry; your big brother has failed you and put your teachings to waste. Life is nothing more than-"

"Ooookaaaaay…" Ruby wanted to help Jaune out with whatever life crisis he was experiencing on their floor, but she ultimately decided that he would eventually work it out himself. Instead, she looked to Blake in amazement. "Blake, you're actually really good at this game! Are you sure this is your first time?" She rose an eyebrow playfully and nudged her in the ribs a little as she added, "You weren't lying to me, were you?"

Her response was quaint. "I wasn't." And from what Ruby could tell, it seemed for realsies.

Rising from the grave, Jaune brought himself up to stand, drawing the attention of all of his teammates as a strange shadow was brought over his eyes. With a sudden flash in his pupils, he stared down at Blake with an expression more serious than before his fight with Cardin from earlier that day.

"One more."

"Um…" Blake looked to Ruby, who only could smile weakly, and shrugged. "Sure?"

Ruby didn't really know what to think at this point. Mission success? It seemed like it. Jaune obviously wasn't as worried about whatever the heck he was worrying about and Blake was being much more social than Ruby would have ever expected her to be. Even if it was only going to be for tonight, it was pretty fun just playing videogames with all of her team. While the other two were selecting a stage, Ruby saw Weiss just staring at the screen with a hand to her chin and mouth in a thin line.

Well, most of her team. There might have still been work to be done in other areas.

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The clatter of utensils and plates as Yang sat down with her tray was very audible as she picked up her fork and dug up a sizable chunk of the hearty breakfast she had gotten for herself. It found its way to her mouth and she began to chew, savouring the salty taste of crispy morning bacon – though she eventually laid her lilac gaze on the state of three fourths of her little sister's team and leaned towards the person sat next to her without taking her eyes off of them.

"Say, Ice Queen," she said.

Weiss' hand propped her head up by the cheek as she mixed the salad she had on her plate. "My name is Weiss." Weiss responded without much interest and, upon closer inspection, there were very faint dark bags around the edges of her own eyes.

"Uh-huh, right. So," Completely ignoring her, the long-maned blonde circled a finger around the other girl's teammates with a raised eyebrow. "What's up with Rubes and the others?"

Clasping the bridge of her nose, Weiss' tone grew noticeably more annoyed. Growling, she replied, "Those dunces were up all night playing that stupid 'Something Sisters' - or whatever - fighting game."

Yang saw Pyrrha hesitantly wave a hand have Jaune's head, as if wanting to ask if he was alright or wake him up. She wasn't getting anywhere with it, so she turned back to Weiss. "You mean Mega Mash Sisters?"

"Doesn't matter at this point," The haughty girl sighed. "Jaune got mad that Blake turned out to be really good and then he kept on challenging her. Eventually, he won, but his incessant celebrating got Blake annoyed."

"Woah," Yang breathed out in awe. "Blake? Annoyed?" She stared at Blake, who had her book stood up on the table to cover what would be her face flat on the long wooden dining table. "I didn't think she would ever show an emotion other than edge or angst."

"Believe me, I didn't either." Weiss then dragged her hand down from her nose and slapped both hands onto her face and sighed exhaustedly. At a snail's pace, the hands slid from her face ad Yang was able to get a better look at her features. To put it lightly, she looked like garbage compared to her usual self. At least her hair was back in a ponytail. "Ruby was Ruby and kept giving live play-by-plays, even when I was trying to sleep."

"And you didn't try stop them?"

"Of course I didn't." Despite her tiredness, the white-haired girl apparently still had enough energy to glare icicles at Yang as she snapped her head to the side. "Who do you think I am?" Yang's toothy grin and subsequent shrug had her scoffing as she returned to her original position - propping herself up by the chin with her elbow dug into the table while pouting.

"Hey, guys!" Nora slammed her tray onto the table, simultaneously waking up Ruby, Jaune and Blake as they jerked at the loud noise that reverberated across the surface of the wooden structure itself. She was met with daggers both blue and gold in colour while Ruby woozily waved to the uppity girl with a lopsided and somewhat medically concerning smile.

"Woah…" Her thumb pointed towards the trio as Ren settled next to her. "What's up with them?"

Weiss' sigh was laughably annoyed.

Taking the reins, Yang pushed Nora down to her seat by the shoulder and exhaled with a smile. "It's a long story. At least, I think." Her violet orbs came to Ruby. Her younger sister was already asleep, ignoring the strawberry yogurt that she had gotten for breakfast as she snored. "They're just lucky we don't have Miss Goodwitch today."

Maybe it was just her big-sister instincts kicking up out of nowhere, but Yang had a hint of pride while she looked at the ungraceful resting form of Ruby's idea of resting. Whatever you did, Rubes, you did a damn good job. And as if she had heard her, the caped girl giggled as she had her cheek pressed up against the wood – her two black and blond-haired teammates sleeping similarly on either side of her.

Ending Notes:

There you have it. Generally, much more chilled out than last chapter though there were slight hints of drama scattered throughout the entire dormitory/shower scene. Ruby seems to have the both the wrong idea and the right idea at the same time and it also appears to be working in everyone's favour as she tried to settle the inner-team beef with some good old Smash.

Also, Smash is the worst way to solve beef between people. More often than not, it will further destroy your relationships.

While the references in this chapter were pretty on the nose, it'll also probably be on the of the only times I'll ever really do something like this. The RWBY cast playing Smash was actually an idea I had for an omake later on in the story, but I guess I managed to incorporate it into the actual main plot on this occasion. My intentions with this chapter were to just slow things down and focus a little more on the relations within the teams since they were formed before we head on into the next big thing. Trying to establish the everyday atmosphere of Beacon is also something I want to nail and don't be surprised if there are extra plot diversions and problems that don't appear in canon for our cast to face.

With that in mind, I hope you won't mind a couple more 'team-bonding' moments while we continue on with the main storyline. I don't know how this will be received, though here's to hoping you all like it.

Oh, and as a quick little fact – the last 3 chapters at least have taken place over a single day. Yup.

Nicholas is on his way and so is Qrow. When will they arrive? Nobody will know. I am just realising that rhymed; you're welcome. Next chapter will be more of our 'heroes' dealing with the monotony of Beacon. Jaune and Blake seem to be getting along over Mega Mash but how long will this bond last, considering the extent he frayed it to during the Truth or Dare game?

Btw, don't at me:

Weiss – Twilight Princess Zelda.

Jaune – Desperately wants to main Link and refuses to play other characters despite being better than his Link. His Joker is way better.

Blake – Lucina, with her whole masked persona and everything. Maybe Sheik too.

Pyrrha – Wants to play Zelda, sucks at Zelda and picks Samus/Zero Suit and absolutely dominates. Does a bit of Palutena on the side.

Nora – King Dedede/Pikachu depending on how she's feeling.

Ren – Sheik/Greninja

Yang – Terry/Falcon

Ruby – Ike/Sonic

While the Smash scene may be in shambles right now, take of this list what you will.

Stay safe and as always…

Thank you for reading!