Many days have come and gone since our author has last published a chapter of this fanfiction. Those who know him say that he went on a journey beyond our very world. It was there that he travelled to realms unknown and discovered things that were alien to him. In reality, our young author was too busy playing Pokemon Ultra Sun and Moon to focus on the misadventures of Jaune. He apologizes and shall continue with what he started. For now.

Jaune awakened to a bright and shiny morning. Everything looked like it was going to go well. After all, Salem's "meetup" with the other pairings would be today.

"I've got this," Jaune said to himself. "I can do this. All I need to do is dress nicely and behave the way she'd like."

Jaune looked at his scraggly hair and stubble in the mirror. It'd been some time since he shaved and it wasn't pretty.

KNOCK KNOCK

"What is it?" Jaune moaned, preparing for the worst.

The door to his room opened and in walked Hazel Rainart.

"Hey, buddy," he said with a smile.

"Oh," Jaune sighed. "I thought you were Tyrian trying to sell me lube again."

"Not at all," laughed Hazel. "I just got done practicing my agonizing screams for volume six. You're gonna love what I do to Team RWBY."

"Hazel," Jaune said with a sigh, "I was there. Don't you remember? I had a dramatic speech and everything!"

Hazel scratched his head while furrowing his eyebrows. "Not that I remember," he said. "Probably too juiced up on dust to really notice. Sorry, bud."

"It's fine," said Jaune. "Nobody else seems to notice me."

Jaune sat on his bed, defeated. He felt a firm hand plant itself on his shoulder.

"Don't say that about yourself," said Hazel. "Did you know that I used to be just like you?"

"Really?" asked Jaune. He found that very hard to believe. Hazel was that guy you could always spot in a crowd. Tall, burly, and enough facial hair to plant a tree in. He was the last person Jaune expected to hear that sort of thing from.

"It's true," said Hazel. "I was also a shrimpy little boy who did terribly with girls."

"Hey!"

"But it's true," said Hazel with a chuckle. "They called me 'tiny' and 'gretel.' Kids can be pretty cruel as you know."

Jaune nodded.

"That all changed when I started getting big and hitting the gym every day. Did you know I can bench press three-hundred on a bad day? It's because of this."
Hazel dug into his pocket and pulled out massive dust crystals. They were pretty jagged at the end and were glowing bright yellow.

"Um….your legs are bleeding," said Jaune.

Hazel looked down and noticed the deep cut he'd just made on himself.

"Don't worry about that," said Hazel with a smile. "The crystals I snort-uh, I mean, semblance-allows me to feel no such pain."

"Whoa," said Jaune with widened eyes.

"I know," said Hazel with a loud laugh. "You should try it sometime. Here, take this. I call it Blazing Blue."

Hazel tossed a sharp looking dust crystal at Jaune that burned bright blue. Jaune held it nervously and started to glow.

"Take one of those and stick it in your arms, or just snort it," said Hazel. "You'll be a new man by then. Well, see ya!"

And with that he left.

Jaune stared at the crystal some more. Hazel definitely looked like the intimidating sort. But how much of it could actually be a result of the crystals? He had no idea, but the meetup would be soon. Without much time left, jaune broke off a piece of the dust and snorted it. Everything changed as soon as the first dust particle reached his nostrils. His surroundings literally melted all around him like ice cream that's been left out. The sounds he heard were long gone and every color expanded into a wider spectrum that was unlike any other.

The door to his room broke off its hinges and molded itself into a familiar figure. Elegant, graceful, and beautiful. His door had become Pyrrha Nikos.

"Jaune," she said with a warm smile. "What are you doing?"

Jaune stared up at her with his mouth hung open.

"I-I-I-I" was all he could say.

"Stop worrying about all this shipping nonsense and come with me," said Pyrrha. She held out her hand and smiled.

Jaune looked at it. Her hand always had this look of vulnerability to it, as if offering it to someone was the same as offering her trust. Jaune slowly pressed his hand against hers and smiled.

Pyrrha blushed when her hand made contact with Jaune's.

"I think we should escape from this place," she chuckled.

"I think so too," said Jaune.

Pyrrha walked towards a window that lead to a starry walkway. Various planets sped by as something awaited them at the end.

"I love you," said Jaune in one large breath.

"I love you too," said Pyrrha. They walked out together, ignoring the speeding planets and comets as they walked into the galactic unknown.

"The hell is taking that boy so long?" Watts grunted. "Does he not understand how uncomfortable this stupid tie is? It's like I'm constantly being hanged!"

After growing tired of waiting, Watts burst into Jaune's room. He found Jaune naked and holding hands with a door that had evidently been grabbed from its hinges. Both windows were open and Jaune kept babbling about a girl he was in love with.

"It looks like he's been snorting some of the same stuff I have!" Tyrian laughed. "You really need to try it, giga-watts!"

"And end up like you?" Watts asked. "I think I'll pass."

"I wuv you pywwha!" Jaune said before kissing the door, even letting out his tongue.

"This poor boy has lost it," Watts said. "I should probably inform Salem of this."

"Don't!" said Tyrian.

"And why not"?

"Because he'll be a lot funnier if he keeps it up! Just think of all the….the….HAHAHAHAHAHAH!"

"I'll fill in the blanks from there," said Watts. Even though Tyrian was a raging nutcase, his idea wasn't't half bad. Perhaps humiliating Jaune would be the thing that would make him end the contract. It didn't hurt to try.