(A/N: "They say that, night is a good counselor. Tonight, let us bring the Greeks some advice. Trojan advice written in blood. Abandon the land of Troy! *lightning strike*)

The sun begins to rise over the cliffs. It shines its light down, painting the cliffside in a nice bath of yellow. Except, of course, for one small area. Looking like a rock from far away, closer inspection reveals the object for what it truly is, a human.

An enhanced zoom in reveals said human sleeping like a baby, despite nothing being draped over his figure. The scroll in his pocket reads 6:29 AM, just one minute away from shattering this perfect picture.

As the sun creeps ever higher, rapidly approaching the flowers beyond the cliffs with its yellow light, the high peaks of digital sound waves break the natural scene.

*BEEP BEEP BEEP BEEP BEEP BEEP BEEP BEEP BEEP BEEP BEEP*

Jaune wakes up from his sleep. The most refreshing sleep that's he's ever had. Instead of dreaming about RWBYP or some weird dreamscape, his dreams were possibly the most weirdly normal thing of all; a dream about his sisters.

No "girlfriend" complimenting his presence, no Grimm trying to puncture the backdrop, just a nice hangout with his seven sisters. Not even his parents are there to try to bring order to this chaotic scene. It reminds him of his childhood where he was much happier.

Simpler times.

He can almost feel some of the sisters still stuck to him like glue. But it slowly fades away back into nothingness as he gets up and rejoins present-day Remnant. With 5 minutes already gone, he sets out for breakfast.

Entering the breakfast line, everything seems slightly brighter, like someone turned on a light somewhere. They even have the lemon cake!

Jaune grabs a piece and looks for a place to sit. As he looks around, his nose smells something very familiar…

Pancakes.

His eyes snap over to see an absolute mountain of pancakes, at least 30 of them stacked up on one unceremonious plate. Man that looks tasty. There is no way that he is getting any. But how did she get those? They're not even serving any today!

He starts to move on, but another pair of eyes move first. They brighten like a squirrel discovering the wondrous amounts of food from an acorn tree. And just like a squirrel stuffs its mouth with nuts…

"Fearless Leader!"

...a Valkyrie stuffs itself with pancakes. They number only 25 or so now, but somehow she finds time in the midst of eating them to shout out for Jaune.


See? You can tell I was finding a writing style. There's still some problems, but this little beginning alone could easily be put in SoiB without feeling too much out of place.


"IT'S BEEN SO LONG! C'mere Jaune! PLEASEPLEASEPLEASE"

Five people's eyes are rolling outside of their head right now. But they still have hope. Nora is known for tiring people out, so maybe she can be an unwitting pawn? They certainly don't want Magnhild turned on them, that's for sure…

Jaune of course does not notice any of this. His mind screams at him to ask about how she got all those pancakes. Especially since Ren is not showing any symptoms of tiredness. So he moves over.

"YES! Jaune-Jaune I missed you so much! I was so scared when you weren't over at the dorm! What happened?!"

"Nora please don-"

But Ren is far, far too late. Those eyes that were previously in the back of skulls are now back facing front. And they are staring at him like the barrel of a gun. He knows what they are trying to convey.

Control her.

"Nora please! I just came here! Let me eat my cake!"

"NO NO NO! I MUST know what happened! Please Jaune-Jaune!"

"Tell me how you got those pancakes and I'll say it."

"Of course Fearless Leader! The company made them for me!"

"Company?"

Those eyes are staring at Ren's soul right now. When Nora's arms get more and more animated, it gets even scarier. He gets kicked in the leg, dangerously close to getting some involuntary CBT.


Hey, don't look at me like that! I was obviously talking about Cognitive Behavioral Therapy. Not that… other thing. I wouldn't ever do that! Never!


Yang has a look on her face that clearly screams that she is just one spark away from committing triple homicide. He has to act.


Setting thousands of nerve endings on fire isn't enough for this yellow devil!


"Nora maybe we should-"

"C'mon Renny! Don't you wanna talk to Jaune-Jaune!"

"It's not that simple and you know it."

"C'mon, Nora. I'll even give…"


Both of those sentences up top are Ren. Even I got tripped up by that, and I wrote the damn thing.


The rainbow of colors gets up from the table and leaves. Pyrrha pulls Ren's hand with the force of 1000 pounds of lead, dragging him away from the table. They all quickly disappear from the cafeteria.

"And then they were like 'pew-pew'! But they couldn't stop Magnhild, right R-"

Jaune turns around to see why Nora paused her explanation and sees it too. An empty space where six huntsmen and huntresses once were. He takes advantage of the situation to grab a piece of pancake onto his fork and shove it in his mouth.

"This really is good. I'm gonna have to go up to Atlas one day and eat these!"

"HEY! THOSE ARE FOR MY EYES ONLY!"

She stuffs more pancakes in her mouth. One of the few things that can drag her away from pancakes is Ren, and after a few more bites, Nora asks the most important question.

"Where did Renny go?"

*ping*

At the dorm. We need to talk.

"Gotta go, Renny's calling for meeeee! See you fearless leader!"

And Nora vanishes too, taking the last of the pancakes with her. All that is left is Jaune and his lemon cake, still untouched.

"Well that was something…"

He knows exactly who caused that "something" too. He saw the looks in their eyes. But why weren't they directed at him like they usually are?

"Not today."

Today is gonna be a very good day. And what better to start it off with some nice lemon cake!

Jaune finally takes his first bite. This is even better than he imagined! However, instead of scarfing it down like he usually would, he slows down and enjoys it more. The lemon frosting just fills his mouth with flavor.

Seconds of enjoyment turn into minutes as Jaune loses himself in contentedness for the second time this morning. Today really is a good day.

After finally getting down to the last few crumbs of cake, he sets his plate down and looks around. Still no one around him.

He looks farther and sees Yatsuhashi, sitting alone as well, but with a slightly sadder look on his face. He makes an executive decision right now; Yatsu will not be left alone like that.

Jaune goes over and sits with him.

"Hey Yatsu. Where's the rest of your team?"

"I had a fight with them. We could not come to an agreement, so I am on my own for right now."

"Why fight? Did Coco try to put you in one too many shirts?"

"No. It is something far more important than that."

"What?"

"You."

"You're kidding."

"No."

Jaune processes this for a moment. Before he can set out to speak his mind, a chime sounds.

"Oh, it's 15 minutes until the training. Let's walk up there together. We'll talk about this on the way."

"Ok."


Still some character problems, as Yatsu saying just 'Ok.' here is bad, but nothing too dramatic.


He takes Yatsu's plate up like a good gentleman should, and then sets off.

"Let's go Yatsu." Jaune pats him on the back as a nudge to leave.

Jaune sets off without checking to see if he responded, only looking back once he was out of the cafeteria. Turning around, he sees Yatsu approaching, walking at a slow pace. He has to know why.

"Alright Yatsu, what happened? Tell me everything." They begin walking at a slow pace.

"…...While you were in the infirmary, Coco talked to me concerning you. She knew I was helping with your training. That is why I could not make it to the training yesterday. I got caught in a shouting match with her about helping you. I couldn't stand it, so I left to tend to the flowers for a while."

"After that, I came back, and immediately asked her why she was so concerned about you. 'After all, it was only training sessions.' I said. But the only thing that accomplished was making her angrier. The only time I have ever seen her more angry was when she was denied the newest lingerie set on launch day because of a misunderstanding." Yatsu chuckles a bit remembering the memory.

"I bet that was scary. At least you can laugh at it now. So what else?"

"Well, the argument became surprisingly intense, and if it wasn't for Velvet calming her down, I fear she may have done something drastic. So I left back to the flowers again. But this time, the patch I had been growing for about three months was smashed."

"I noticed that yesterday! I'm so sorry Yatsu." The 8 AM bell rings, making them late for training, but they don't notice.

"You don't need to apologize. There is nothing you could have done. After that, I did the only thing that could relax me, which is cooking some food. I had to sleep in the library though. Coco just shut the door whenever I showed up to enter."

That's… depressing. But Jaune is in an amazing mood today. Time to share it!

"Don't worry about that now Yatsu. If you need a place to be, you can come to my dorm. I don't want you to sleep in the library again."

"I appreciate your offer."

"Tell you what, I'll make you something tonight. As thanks for being here with me. Everyone else has just either attacked and/or avoided me for a while. I'm glad you stay around."

"It is nothing. You are a good person to be around, and if no one else can see that, it is their loss."

"Same to you, friend." Just then he bumps against the walls of the training area. He checks up at the clock. It reads 8:05 AM.

"Oh shit! We're late!" Jaune runs in, with Yatsu close behind. Hopefully Glynda doesn't kill them for this!

(A/N: I looked up spelling Nora's last name on DuckDuckGo, and 2/5 suggestions were about lemons. Jesus. And then I read the first result of that search. And if you think this is an offensive display of the spoken word, oh boy you ain't seen nothing yet… I will NEVER self-depreciate my writing EVER again. Fucking Big Rigs: Over the Road Racing was better designed than that.

If you want the ego boost:

www️.️wattpad️.️com️/502923940-male-reader-x-nora-lemon-pancakes-vs-waffles [of course it is on Wattpad])


I definitely am still self-depreciating my writing. Depression is a real bitch to deal with. You can see the crack slowly taking a back seat, instead of being a tsunami constantly assaulting it's now only a raging river. This would continue until eventually being pretty much completely gone by the time of cancellation.