A/N: Hope you guys enjoyed the Specials and Movie, because it's back to canon, baby!
Jaune was sleeping with Nimueh when his 5 am alarm almost went off. Jaune clicked it off before the first beep. He immediately got up and got dressed in the New Mantle uniform.
"Do you HAVE to wear that," Nimueh asked as she sat up, revealing that she was in the nude?
Jaune sighed. "You heard the general," he said as he tied his hair.
"I like the Wolf Tail, better."
Jaune sighed again. "Me, too. Well, off to the meeting room."
Nimueh immediately turned into a sword, Jaune catching her before walking away. He met the Ace Ops in the room, save for one. "Where's Elm?"
"Oh, she's still sleeping," Harriet said.
"What? Why?"
"Your son is pretty much her Get-Outta-Work Pass," Marrow said.
"Again, what?"
"The General put her in charge of your son's well-being while your family is in New Mantle," Harriet said.
"WHOA, WHAT THE HELL," Nimueh yelled as she materialized. "WHO GAVE HER PERMISSION TO DO THAT?!"
"She's the General. What she says goes," Marrow shrugged.
"LIKE HELL IT DOES! I'M HIS MOM!"
"You're also Jaune's partner, meaning as long as he is busy, so are you," Harriet said. "Don't worry. After you two are done with work and he's done with school, you three can spend proper family time together.
"Wait a minute. School? It's not the Academic Season yet. We still have about a month left of Summer Vacation," Jaune said.
"Oh, General Schnee-Branwen enrolled Arie into the Mid-Year Training Program," Marrow said.
"She did what?! Argent isn't even old enough for that kind of crap! He's ten," Jaune yelled.
"Hey, you're gonna want to blame yourself for that, Jauney." Jaune looked to see the approaching Qrow. "You trained your kid too well. And that little adventure of his with you practically skyrocketed him through the school system. You raised him to be a genius Huntsman. It's Ruby all over again, only five years sooner than even her."
"Are you seriously blaming me for this?!"
"Jaune, I'm pretty sure he's basically saying you raised our son too well," Nimueh nudged. Jaune was about to make a rebuttal before he realized Nimueh was right, Jaune slumping over in annoyance.
Jaune then walked over and poured himself some coffee. He was about to leave when he looked at the table... and poured two more cups, carrying all three to the chairs. He then sat next to his wife and gave her the cup.
"Thanks, babe. Who's the extra for? You need that much caffeine?"
Jaune then held the cup towards the other chair. Nimueh saw Marrow happily accept it.
"The more things change," Nimueh asked, waiting for Jaune to finish her sentence.
"The more they stay the same," Jaune sighed as he took a sip of coffee.
Winter then walked in. "Eyes up, Huntsmen. We have work to do. Ever since New Mantle's creation, we've been looking for various ways to further improve the kingdom to make sure the Destruction of Atlas never happens again. The Science Division is constantly updating the security protocols so that men like Arthur Watts never hack us ever again. However, we still have criminals lurking in the shadows of New Mantle, as well as a few holes to patch in the kingdom's walls. Though we have plenty of resources, we don't have the manpower needed to deal with the odd increase in Grimm."
"Odd increase," Jaune asked.
"This was before you arrived. The Grimm seemed to have increased in number, at times overwhelming the wall's defenses."
"I can handle that," Jaune volunteered.
"I knew you'd say that. However, we still need to further research your powers. So, you'll be exempt from any Grimm-related missions."
Jaune sighed. "Of course." Jaune then looked at the mission boards. "Well, if I can't deal with the Grimm, I'll just deal with those hidden criminals you me-"
"Don't even think about it." Jaune looked behind him to see Ruby walk in.
"Ruby? What are you doing here?"
"What do you mean, what am I doing here," she asked with a raised eyebrow. "I LIVE in New Mantle, idiot. Of course, this is where I get my missions from. This is MY turf, remember? I'm not about to let you take any of the good missions," she said as she pointed a finger in Jaune's face.
"Afraid I'll outshine you or something," Jaune asked with a sly smile.
Ruby's eyes squinted. "I hate you."
"Love you, too."
"Oi," Nimueh went.
"Kidding," Jaune went defensively.
Ruby rolled her eyes before she looked at the seat next to Jaune... where Marrow was sitting. "Mm."
Marrow's tail puffed up, the Faunus sensing danger as he tried to switch seats as discreetly as he could. 'Don't make her mad. Don't make her mad. Don't make her mad,' he mentally repeated, trying not to yelp when Ruby sat down, crossing her arms and legs.
"Don't worry. There's plenty to do in New Mantle itself. There will be plenty of civilians who will appreciate having a Huntsman around."
Jaune jolted. "Let me guess... Crosswalk Guard."
Winter smiled at Jaune. "You were quite the popular Crossing Guard if I remember correctly."
Jaune laughed nervously. "Yeah. Popular. Oh, gods, it was a miracle I was able to keep my cool around those moms."
"Hah," Nimueh and Ruby went in unison as they glared at Jaune. Jaune stiffened, gulping loudly, regretting his words.
"We'll take that mission together," Nimueh said as she intertwined her fingers with Jaune's and raised her free hand.
"Good to know. I'm sure you will keep everyone in line," Winter said.
"Yes. EVERYONE," she said as she looked at Jaune.
"I did nothing wrong. I did nothing wrong. I never touched those women. I never did anything with those moms."
"Even though you wanted to?"
"Even though I- WHA?! HEY! Ow-ow-ow-ow-ow," Jaune went as Nimueh pulled his cheek. "You set me up for it. Besides, this was before I met you."
She let his cheek snap back. "Excuses."
"I'm sorry, Jaune," Winter began. "I would like to say that you're free to use your time off as you see fit, but-"
"Dante wants to further study my powers, right?"
"Correct. The more we learn about your powers, the more we can further improve you. Furthermore, I would like for you to have private sparring sessions with me. Though I can only use ice magic, at the very least you'll learn how to better harness that type of magic, or even learn various ways to counter against it."
"So, try to further master fire and ice magic?"
"Exactly. Make no mistake: you may be the best Huntsman in the world, but there is still much that you can learn. Hopefully, you'll learn much in your time in New Mantle."
Jaune sighed. "Hopefully. Maybe Argent will learn a thing or two from New Atlas Academy while we're here that even I couldn't teach him."
"Oh, I'm sure he will," Winter said with a knowing smile.
Meanwhile.
Argent was sleeping peacefully, his light breathing being an indication of his peaceful slumber. Then, his alarm went off.
As the digital clock flashed at 7 am, he grumbled as he buried his face into a pillow. A nice, soft, warm pillow.
"Rise and shine, cutie."
"I'm not cute. And I don't wanna," he grumbled.
"Sorry, sweetheart. General's orders."
"No," he grumbled as he buried himself further into the pillows.
"Sweetie, you can bury yourself as deep into my breasts as you want. That doesn't change the fact you're getting up."
". . . What?" Argent moved his head out of the "pillows"... only to see a pair of massive breasts. He then looked up and saw Elm smiling down at him. "Good morning."
Argent then turned bright red and gave a cute, high-pitched sound before falling out of the bed with a thump, making Elm laugh loudly. "That'll wake him up!"
Argent was blushing in embarrassment as Elm was washing his hair... while the two were taking a shower.
"I could have done this myself; ya know. I've taken showers before."
"I'm sure you have, sweetie. But we need to make sure you're absolutely clean. No offense, but you've been spending all your time with your dad."
"What's that supposed to mean?"
"Come on, honey. Guys don't wash as thoroughly as they should. I bet you and your dad just took quick ten-minute showers, lathering a bar of soap quickly over your body."
"What's your point?" Elm sighed.
Minutes later.
"Alright, nice and clean."
"Wait! I want payback!"
"Payback?"
"I get to wash your back!"
"Oh. Sure."
"QUICK!"
"Not like I can reach my own back," she said as she turned around, showing her broad back, before squatting down. Argent stared at her, turning completely red, and gulping before holding the soap and loofah.
Minutes later.
Elm walked out of the shower room, steam racing after her as she sighed in contentment. "I feel so refreshed," she said as her skin practically shinned, including her back.
Argent walked out, head down, eyes shadowed, face red... and skin and hair shiny.
"Now, let's dry you off."
"Hm? Begyah!" Argent's head was now covered by a towel.
Before he could do anything. Elm started to rub the towel on his head. When she finished...
Elm snickered before she laughed. "You look just like your mom!"
Argent pouted before he tugged at his spiky hair. 'Why does it always do that after I take a shower?'
After Elm dried herself off, she got dressed and looked to see how Argent was getting dressed. She wordlessly walked over, lifted him, placed him on a bench, then fixed what he got wrong. "Dad never taught you how to tie an ascot?"
"Is that what this thing is? It looks like what Mr. Marrow wears."
"That's because it is, honey. He's the only one who wears the complete uniform. Most of us wear an adapted uniform to fit our needs, like if we have a certain Semblance."
"Like you with your feet?"
"Like me with my feet." She then grabbed a comb and worked on Argent's hair.
"Slicked back?"
"One of the accepted hairstyles of the military. Remember how the General tied your father's hair?"
"Well, couldn't I have had my dad's style?"
"Maybe. If you had your hair grown out a bit more. Of course, if your hair was long enough, I would have probably tied it into my style."
Argent looked down, blushing even more.
"Alright. You're ready," Elm said as she stood up, looking down at Argent with her hands on her hips, a proud smile on her face.
Argent jumped off the bench and looked at himself. "I look like a mini-Ace Op."
"Exactly."
"Wait, I'm an Ace Op now," Argent asked excitedly.
Elm laughed. "Of course not. You're a student."
Argent's eyes then went blank. "Eh? Um, what do you mean by that?"
"Hm? Isn't it obvious? You're going to school."
"Eh? . . . HAAAAAAH?!"
Jaune and Nimueh were walking down the hallway when the shower room doors opened. Out walked Elm, who had the biggest smile on her face, and a dejected Argent slumped over as he walked out. The boy then turned his head. "DAD!"
"Yo," Jaune went with a wave.
"Huh. You look pretty handsome in that, Arie," Nimueh said.
Argent usually would have LOVED to be called handsome, but he was too busy running to his dad to notice. "Dad! Help! I'm being made to go to school! It's not even August, let alone the END of August!"
"Sorry, kiddo. My hands are tied in New Mantle."
"WHAT?!"
"This is your Aunt Winter's Kingdom. We might as well be in her home. What she says goes. As far as I'm concerned, not only is she pretty much my boss, given that we're the same rank but she's an actual political leader of a Kingdom, she has more authority over you than even I do. Than even your mom does."
"Um, do you mean Nimueh or-"
"Ruby. We really have to figure this out. It's kinda confusing to say 'your mom' when Nimueh and Ruby are in the same area. Anyway, yeah, Aunt Winter has more authority than Mama Ruby."
"I heard that!" Everyone looked to see the approaching Ruby. "What do you mean Winter has more authority over my own kid?!"
"Is that a problem?"
Ruby jumped as everyone looked down the third hallway to see Winter walk up, hands behind her back like a true general, a no-nonsense look in her beautiful, ice-blue eyes.
"N-No ma'am," Ruby said nervously.
"Mm." Winter looked at everyone and nodded in approval. "Very well done, everyone. You'll represent the New Mantle Military spectacularly. Especially you, Argent Arc. You've done well with him, Agent Elm."
"Thank you, ma'am," she said with a salute.
"I have to admit, he sure looks handsome in that uniform," Ruby said with a proud smile.
Argent finally reacted to being called handsome and gave an embarrassed smile with his famous shishishi laugh. The realization then hit him again. "Dad, why do I have to go to school here? We're Valerians, not Mantleians. Wouldn't it be weird for me to go to school here? Wouldn't Aunt Glynda be angry?"
Jaune chuckled. "You won't weasel your way out of this, kiddo. Like I said, what your Aunt Winter says goes. Besides, it might do you some good to learn from New Atlas Academy."
"Huh?"
"For example, you could learn new ways to wield Crocea Mors's Dust Compatibility. I've only ever used Hard Light and Gravity Dust, but I'm sure an NA teacher can help you wield different Dust Types with the sword. Plus, you could learn new tactics that you wouldn't get in Vale. After all, these aren't just Huntsmen. They're soldiers, meaning they may have tactics more advanced than even I can teach you."
Argent looked at Crocea Mors on his hip before he thought about it. He then sighed. "Okay. You win."
Jaune chuckled. "Good kiddo."
Argent sighed before he realized something. "New Atlas teachers?" He then went blue in the face. "I-Is Neon a teacher?"
"She is," Winter answered.
Argent then hid behind Elm's leg. "C-Can't Elm be my private teacher," he asked with a nervous laugh.
"Sorry, sweetie. I'm only in charge of you at the base. In school, you belong to the teachers. I have work to do, after all," Elm said as she lifted Argent.
"What about Aunt Winter," he asked desperately.
"Though I am flattered, I am even busier," she answered.
"Wait, Wait, WAIT! I CHANGE MY MIND," Argent pleaded as he struggled in Elm's grasp, especially when she draped him over her shoulder, the tall beauty walking away with the kid flailing around. "I DON'T WANNA GO! I DON'T WANN GO! I DON'T WANNA GO! I DON'T WANNA BE CALLED A CUUUTTTIIIEEE!"
Jaune's eyes were closed, but his eyebrow was twitching.
"Please?"
"Please, please?"
"Please, please, pleeeeease?"
A bunch of cute kids was hopping around Jaune, the man holding up a stop sign, trying to make the kids move along. He then sighed in defeat before he grew his wings. The kids cheered before they began to laugh when Jaune scooped them up with said wings and placed them on the other side of the street.
"Thank you, Mr. Grimm," a girl called before walking off with her classmates, the kids talking about how cool it was to be scooped up by a Grimm or how soft the feathers were.
Jaune sighed before he walked out of the street, allowing the traffic to go through. He then noticed some young women down the street, realizing they were the children's mothers. When he made eye contact with them, he saw what he dreaded: desire. He even heard some of them with his enhanced hearing.
"He can do whatever a Grimm can do, right?"
"You think he can grow... tentacles?"
"I wonder if his tongue is hot."
"I wonder if it's rough."
"I just want to know if his 'third sword' is as legendary as his other swords."
"Oh, the things that man can do with those powers."
"Wait, he's looking." The women then began to either pose, look bashful, or just straight up blow kisses at him.
Jaune's eyebrow twitched before he held up his left hand, holding it at an angle that made his ring flash.
"Oh, he's married."
When Jaune didn't hear any more gossip, he sighed in relief.
"That makes it even better!"
Jaune's eyes popped open.
"Scandalous!"
"Hey, my husband cheated on me. Time for payback."
"You're divorced."
"Still counts. Plus, imagine how pissed he'll be when he finds out I banged a married man WAY hotter than him."
"Oooooh."
"Girl, you're bad."
"I know."
Jaune's eyes were shadowed, but his white skin actually turned pink.
'I'm going to kill them,' Nimueh said telepathically.
'Please, don't.'
'I. Am going. To kill them.'
Jaune sighed before he looked up and saw a blonde beauty in front of him holding- "Oh. Another casserole. It's Mantle all over again." He didn't even hesitate to accept the casserole, knowing he wouldn't be able to.
The woman squealed before she basically skipped away.
'She dies, first.'
'Honey.'
'Don't you honey, me! They saw the ring! THEY SAW THE RING!'
Jaune sighed until he looked up. He then looked and saw a truck coming... while going over the speed limit. Jaune also noticed that it was swerving. His eyes widened when he saw that the driver was dozing off. What's more, he was driving towards a red light, and a transporter truck was heading towards a green light. At the speed both vehicles were going, they would have caused a major crash that most certainly would drag all of the mothers into it.
"GET BACK!"
The mother jumped in surprise before she made a cute "Eep!" sound when Jaune wrapped his stretched arm around her waist and brought him to his side, making her blush again. He then placed the casserole back in her arms before appearing in the middle of the four-way.
Jaune then blasted air towards the heavier truck before literally spitting lightning at the lights, turning them from green to red. As the truck was skidding to a halt, Jaune held out his free hand towards the oncoming tuck before giving a loud roar, trying to combine the roars of a Beowolf, an Ursa, and a Creep. It seemed to have worked since the driver shot up awake. When he saw what was in the middle of the road, he tried to slam on his breaks.
However, it wasn't fast enough, since the truck still slammed into Jaune.
Good thing he knew that would happen.
Jaune was pushed back by the truck but was just skidding back. He then used his awesome strength to lift the truck off the ground, with one hand no less, but an incredibly bulging arm.
When everything was safe, Jaune placed the truck back down gently before walking over to the driver's side and pounding on the door.
The driver nervously opened the door. "Y-yes?"
"Mind explaining to me why you were driving drowsy?"
"I-I'm sorry, sir. I just had a deadline to meet."
"Emphasis on DEAD." The man shuttered.
Jaune took out his scroll and took a picture of the man's company truck before taking out and writing a ticket, handing it to the man. "Your company can expect a call from the New Mantle Council. I'm sure Councilwoman Hill will gladly speak to your supervisors." Jaune then walked away as the man looked at the ticket dejectedly.
"I'm so fired."
"You'll be lucky if that's all you get," Jaune called.
When all was said and done, the drivers went on with their business as Jaune checked on the civilian. "Are you alright," he asked the young mother.
She stared at Jaune with wide eyes. "I love you."
"Eh?"
The other moms squealed.
"That was amazing!"
"Did you see him lift that truck like it was nothing!?"
"I'm more interested in the magic! He really is as powerful as General Schnee!"
"Oh, gods, I want him."
Jaune sighed.
'They. All. Die.'
Jaune rolled his eyes before he went back to his cross-guard duties. 'Wait, that was the last kid.'
'Good. Let's get the hell out of here.'
'Alright. I got it. Let's-' Jaune's ear then twitched.
'Something wrong?'
He then looked around, his eyes beginning to glow. 'Negativity. A lot of it. Something's close by.'
'Oh, does that mean we don't get to see Madame Hill,' Nimueh asked in mock innocence.
'I thought you liked Robyn.'
'Her, I like. Fiona, not so much.'
'You know we never dated.'
'I also know you WANTED to date her.' Jaune didn't respond. 'Gotcha, babe.'
"Alright, class, we're getting a new student," Neon said.
"A new student," one asked.
"This late? It's almost time for school to actually start."
"Wonder who it is."
"I present, the cutest student in the class," Neon said excitedly.
"Why introduce her like that," a boy asked.
"Argent Arc," Neon went excitedly as she moved out of the way and gestured towards the embarrassed-looking Argent.
"I'm not cute," he muttered.
The classroom was silent.
"A kid?"
"He looks no older than ten."
"He really is cute."
"I'M NOT CUTE!" That made the girl giggle.
"Wait. Arc?" Some of the students looked toward the more muscular student before they realized it. "As in the Arcs? THE Arcs?"
"Hm. Argent. Argent. I think I've heard that name, now that I think about it."
"Wait, that's the name of the Vale Regional Champion... and the name of Jaune Arc's son."
"The kid that's been on the news lately?!" A female student stood up. "You're THAT Argent Arc?!"
Argent sighed. "Yeah. That's me."
"Last I checked, Argent Arc really was ten."
"Yeah, yeah. I'm just a decade old. Big deal."
"Didn't you get dragged halfway across the world with the Vale Knight?"
Argent looked at the student. "I didn't get dragged anywhere! I... kinda made my dad bring me along. Shishishi," Argent went as he scratched the back of his head nervously.
"So, what? Are you transferring to New Atlas Academy?"
"What? No. My dad and I are only here until Aunt Win-" Argent shook his head. "Until General Schnee-Branwen helps my dad out."
'He was totally about to call her Aunt Winter,' the students thought.
"Hey, kid."
"It's Argent."
"Whatever. I've heard an interesting rumor concerning you and our kingdom's top Huntress, Ruby Schnee."
"Schnee-ROSE," Argent corrected.
"Hm? Why do I feel exceptionally proud of Arie right now?" Ruby then shot a wild Manticore out of the sky.
"So, is it true... that she is your mother?"
Argent shook, realizing that a lot of the world still doesn't know about his complicated family. "Uh, well-"
Neon then clapped. "Alright, that's enough of that. We're not here to ask Arie questions. Take a seat, Cutie-pie."
"I'm not cute," he said before walking away. He found an empty seat near the front of the class. 'I guess even elites don't like sitting up front,' he thought as he sat down.
'So, this class is going to be a daycare for a kid,' a student thought.
'It's so obvious he's only here because the General and his old man dated.'
'So, what if his father is the World's Greatest Huntsman? Doesn't make that kid so special.'
'Wonder how long it will be before the twerp drops out and runs to daddy dearest.'
"Alright, class. Let's see how much your strategy has improved. Say a Megoliath just took out your transport vehicle while you're out on a mission in the Solitas Tundra. You're on a solo mission with about two Atleisian Knights, both equipped with Plasma Dust rifles. In your truck, you were transporting valuable but volatile Dust ore that you can't abandon. Your weapon is missing in the wreckage, but your Knights are at your side. What would you do?"
Argent immediately raised his hand.
"Oh, extra points for you for raising your hand on your first day, sweetie."
Argent pouted before looking serious. "I'd first try to lead the Megoliath away from the truck."
"Why?"
"To protect the Dust ore. If it's volatile, it's too dangerous to have something as heavy as a Megoliath stomp near it, because it might cause the ore to explode, making you fail the mission."
"Correct. Smart move, Arie." Argent blushed. "Who wants to continue where our little cutie left off." Argent went even redder.
"Mrs. Coal, that's considered harassment," a student went.
"Boo. Alright, you get to continue where Mr. Arc left off."
"Yes, ma'am. When you've led the Grimm at a safe enough distance, you further distract the beast by taking one of the Knight's rifles and shooting at the Grimm's eyes, ordering one of the other knights to provide cover fire."
"And the other Knight?"
"You order that one to safely transport the Dust ore after it has given out a distress signal. Once the ore is fully secured, you try to either eliminate the Megoliath or survive until back-up arrives."
"Perfect! That's some good strategy on the fly, Ms. Onna."
"Thank you, ma'am," the fair-skinned student said as she sat down.
"Now, let's think of another strategy, using one of my own past experiences as an example. Let's use the Death of Atlas."
"Hm? Isn't that where my dad and his team went inside of a giant whale Grimm?"
Neon sighed. "Yeah. It was a pretty dark day. I'd still love to know how your dad survived that giant explosion, whatever it was."
"I'm more curious about something else, ma'am."
"Yes, Mr. Meiser?"
"What do you want to bother us with this time, Ice," a fiery-looking student asked.
"Shut up, Heat," a pale student who kinda looked like the fiery student went. "It's just, Mr. Arc is now the King of the Grimm, right?"
"That's recent news, but yes. Why are you bringing that up, Mr. Meiser?"
"Do you think he's able to control a Grimm that huge? He's a Grimm now, too, right?"
"Mr. Meiser, like I said, Jaune Arc becoming the Grimm King is still fairly new. We don't know what kind of limits his powers have."
"Why are you asking our teacher anyway, you idiot," Heat asked.
"Well, who else am I going to ask, coal for brains?"
"How about his actual kid, you ice-brained idiot?"
Everyone looked at Argent.
"Hm? What? Like Mrs. Coal said, we don't know my dad's limits. Not even my dad knows. It's why we're in New Mantle, to begin with. So he can get help to better control his powers."
"Smart move, Jauney," Neon said.
"Besides, my dad told me how huge that Grimm was. Why would he even WANT to control something that huge?"
"Because he could," Ice said.
"Nice answer, snowball."
"You wanna go, lava blob?!"
"I thought you'd never ask, slushy!"
Ice then had what looked like an ice pick slide out of his uniform sleeve while Heat had two pickaxes slide out of his sleeves.
"Ahem." The boys jolted before they slowly looked up towards a beautiful student with storm grey eyes. "Would you two idiots behave in this class at least ONCE? You're acting more childish than the actual kid."
"S-Sorry, sis," the boys went in unison before sitting down.
"Good job, Ms. Meiser," Neon said with a smile.
"Please call me Gaia, Mrs. Coal. I'd rather not be confused for my idiot brothers."
Neon giggled. "Now, shall we continue our class?"
A/N: Ah, the actual New Mantle Arc truly begins. There is going to be quite a lot in this wonderful kingdom. So, what did you guys think? Anyone glad that Jaune is still an official member of the MILF Hunters Guild? Long live the Waifu Connissuer himself, Kakyoin, founder of the guild. Also, as you can see, Argent is doing something every child his age (and maybe people of our age) dreeds: going to school. Ten-years-old, son of a legendary Huntsman, already pretty famous, surrounded by sixteen to seventeen year old students; some of which believe he's only in their class due to connections. That must be awkward. Let me know what you guys think. Reading reviews is as fun for me as writing the actual story.
Until next time!
