"Why did you give Adam Taurus full control of the story?" Jaune demanded. He had been speaking with his agent for the past six hours. Apparently, Adam Taurus had attempted to take control of the narration to make himself the hero of this story. He forgot that the narrator is omnipotent and has the power to do whatever they want. Let us all take a moment of silence for the young Faunus.
"You think I expected him to do what he did?" His agent shouted back. Juane's agent always spoke in a tone that made him sound angry all the time. It made him kind of scary when he was actually upset by something.
"Whatever," Jaune sighed. "I just want out of this fiction. There's no way it's only been a couple of days or whatever the narrator's claiming it to be."
"Need I remind you that the universe you're in has no solid concept of time?" His agent retorted. "And besides…. your little fling with the evil mistress is making us a lot of lien. Would you rather have me pair you with Neptune?"
Jaune clenched his scroll, realizing that his agent would probably make that happen if he pressed any further.
"No," Jaune finally sighed. "Just…I don't know…I'll make this happen."
"Glad you understand," said his agent.
Jaune turned off his scroll and stared at the floor. Things were getting to be too chaotic. It was hard enough with Salem and her friend, adding Adam and Pyrrha only made things worse.
"I'm sure everything will work out," said Pyrrha. She'd been sitting next to Jaune the entire time and watched him with an increasing level of pity. "I've had my fair share of bad pairings too. Do you remember the time I was paired with Raven Branwen? Or the time I was in a polygamous relationship with Neo and Cinder? Not the most pleasant thing I've ever had to do. Or maybe—"
"Pyrrha!" Jaune said, placing a hand over her mouth. "Thanks." Pyrrha would sometimes talk a lot whenever she sensed uneasiness in a situation. It was sweet and mildly annoying at the same time.
Pyrrha smiled back at Jaune and then looked up at the ceiling. "Sometimes I wonder what would happen if I was still allowed to be involved in the main storyline."
"We would have probably met your parents in Mistral…"
"What?"
"Uhh…I think I have an itch in my throat."
"You'll have more than that by the end of tonight!" A maniacal voice cackled.
"Oh, Gods!" Jaune moaned. He didn't even have to turn around to see who had just spoken. Only one person managed to make crazy statements sound even worse.
"What is it Tyrian?"
"That's Mister Tyrian to you, Jauney!" Tyrian said this as he poked Jaune in the forehead with his bony finger.
Jaune slapped away Tyrian's hand and stood up. "Don't you have some bodies to bury in a backyard or something? I'm really not in the mood to put up with you."
Tyrian bit his bottom lip, resembling a toddler who'd just been told "no" for the first time. Jaune just ignored him and continued to walk away. He assumed that Salem was looking for some other ridiculous task to perform.
"Aren't you just a little curious to hear what I have to say?" asked Tyrian. He stood up and ran right next to Jaune as Pyrrha awkwardly walked behind.
"No really," said Jaune. Tyrian's face fell when he heard this. There was no sign of tepidness or fear from Jaune. It usually took Tyrian two lines to instill that kind of reaction in Jaune. To see him treating Tyrian like he was just an everage person was like a stab in the heart. Making people uncomfortable and fearful what was he lived for, and it was a large part of why he even existed.
"T-Then fine! I won't tell you that Salem knows all about your little fling with firecrotch over there and plans on making your life miserable!" Tyrian shouted without stopping to breath.
Jaune stopped walking and stared at Tyrian. "What did you say?" he asked.
Tyrian's sinister smile returned once he saw that the familiar emotions had returned to Jaune's face.
"You heard me," he chuckled. "You're going to be punished for insulting our goddess. You'll wish you were never born! You'll hate your own existence! Your reputation will be tarnished and you'll forever be paired with OC's for the rest of your life!"
Jaune ignored everything else Tyrian babbled about and focused on the most important part. Salem knew about Pyrrha and it wasn't going to end well for her. Jaune knew that Salem had full power in her castle and could probably erase Pyrrha right then if she wanted to. Distraught and exhausted, Jaune walked away as Tyrian continued to list all the terrible things Salem would do.
"Jaune!" Pyrrha called out. "Where are you going?"
"Away from this place!" Jaune shouted. He had no idea where he was going to go. Emerald Forest? Schnee Manor? Anyplace was better than Salem's.
Jaune somehow managed to make it outside where nobody could reach him or say something annoying. For once, Jaune could sit still and think.
"Do you mind if I sit with you?" asked Pyrrha.
Jaune looked up and saw her floating above him. Pyrrha liked to do that when she wanted to be sneaky.
"Do you really cover yourself in metal just so you can fly everywhere?" Jaune asked.
"Of course," said Pyrrha with a smile. "Wouldn't you rather fly than be tied down somewhere?"
"Yeah," Jaune sighed.
Pyrhha slowly floated down to Jaune and placed herself next to him.
"You need to smile a little more," she said. "Look at me!" Pyrrha opened her mouth really wide to show just how big her smile could get. It took Jaune by surprise to see her acting so goofy.
"Why are you doing this?" he asked.
"What?"
"Acting like this. Trying to cheer me up and all. You're famous and loved by nearly everyone. I'm constantly accused of being a bootleg OC and oversaturated. Why bother with someone like me?"
Pyrrha smirked at Jaune playfully ruffled his hair. "Do I really need to explain why I care for you?" she asked. "I thought I made that very clear when I kissed you before sacrificing myself."
"But that was just you playing the part."
"Was it really?"
Jaune looked into Pyrrha's eyes and saw a twinkle that he'd never seen before from her.
"I have a hard time figuring you out," said Jaune.
Pyrrha smiled and playfully cozied next to him. "Isn't that the fun part of getting to know someone?" she playfully asked.
Jaune smiled. "Yeah. I guess so."
The two were silent as they watched the moon set.
As they admired the view, Salem watched with a scowl and eyes burning red.