A lot has happened since Jaune and his adventures came to late. Volume five came to an end and Cinder is now presumably dead. All is silent in Salem's Lot ™ and Jaune can only hope that things will get better.

Everybody stood silently, watching as Salem stared down at a recently frozen Cinder Fall.

"What happened?" Jaune whispered to Watts.

"It appears that young Cinder has officially become the Winter Maiden," said Watts.

"That...that doesn't answer anything…"

"She was frozen solid and is presumed dead. We're not going to know until volume six, so for now she's nothing more than a fancy paperweight."

Jaune looked back at the frozen block of ice that was Cinder. He didn't know much about aura, magic, or any of that stuff. Despite this, something told him that Cinder was either dead or close to it.

"She's damn lucky is what she is," said Salem. "The girl's agent was overjoyed at the large number of requests to have her shipped with Raven Branwen. She's managed to avoid the inevitable fate of incompatible ships."

Hazel nodded. "It appears she has," he said with one huff. "I've had the unfortunate fate of being shipped with Ozpin and Qrow. It makes me wish that there were Cyanide dust crystals to shove in my body."

"Don't say such things," said Salem. "Avoiding a pairing is the cowards way out. You and I both know that fate leads us to things that we may find unpleasant."

As everybody else talked, Jaune leaned over to Cinder's ear.

"Hey," he whispered. "Sorry about calling you all those things and trying to kill you earlier. Sucks that you're stuck in limbo, but that's just life."

"What are you doing?" Watts asked, eyeing Jaune as he whispered in Cinder's ear.

"He's probably planning the next chapter of his smut," said Tyrian, licking his lips wildly. "It'll probably involve him penetrating her as she-"

"Enough of your fantasies," said Watts. "I'd rather have you keep it to yourself."

"Sooooo is she just going to sit there?" asked Jaune. "Because that's going to be really awkward during dinner."

"She will remain her," said Salem sternly. "Let this be a lesson to all of you. Do not be a scrub, or else you end up meeting a fate like this."

There was a deathly silence at this statement.

"And now we shall sit here and plot until Volume six."

"What does 'plotting insist of?" asked Jaune. "I thought you had an entire plan figured out."

"We do," said Salem, "But Cinder being in limbo has made things….difficult. I think it's time that I sent my OC out to wreak havoc."

"Is it Autumn Rose?" Jaune whimpered

"What? No. This is much better. He's the son of Yang Xiao Long and Blake Belladonna…."

"What?" Jaune was so shocked that he almost choked on the oxygen he inhaled. "H-How is that even-"

"Never underestimate the lack of logic that comes with shipping," said Salem. "Anything is possible."

A door opened behind them and in walked a very tall boy with a very muscular body and long black hair. He possessed Ember Celica and Gambol Shroud. His eyes were a bright magenta color and on top of his head were large ears that resembled a coyote.

"Meet Sinbad Belladonna-Long," said Salem. "I borrowed him from a very...eccentric shipper."

"I live in pain and inflict sorrow upon the weak," said Sinbad.

"You can't be serious," said Jaune. "This guy is a walking edgelord."

"And that's the point," said Salem. "Adam Taurus has become a scrublord and the only way to fix such a problem is by introducing an edgelord. Now go, young Sinbad, and make the world feel your power."

"As you wish," said Sinbad, and he walked away without another word.

"Where's he going?" asked Jaune.

"To do exactly as I told him," said Salem. "Now leave me alone as I go and stare at the moon some more."

"Can I join you?"

"NO!"

Jaune took a deep sigh and sat against the wall.

"Don't worry too much," said Watts. "The last person who was shipped with Salem didn't make the cut either."

Jaune slowly looked up at Watts and asked, "Who was the last person she was paired with?"

"Tyrian."

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