Here's a short one I made for a forum a while ago.
It an omake for Beacon Civil War.
Prompt: The Cult of Jaunehalla welcomes its first female preacher.
Jaune snuck onto the roof of the makeshift church… or more accurately, the Beacon auditorium converted to a place of worship in his name.
Jaune was honestly shocked when his worship during the Civil War didn't stop, and in fact grew into an official religion.
He was more surprised when he brought this up to his friends and they all face-palmed to his obliviousness.
But to his credit, the rise of a new religion was not as obvious as they said it was. And if they noticed it, why did none of them bring it up?
Anyway, Jaune decided that if his friends weren't going to tell him about it, then he'd do some investigating on his own.
He was finally making his way through the air vents.
He reached a grate to peek through.
The church was crowded and up on the podium speaking was- was…
Was that Pyrrha?! And was she wearing a revealing priestess outfit?!
" -for Jaune did not care. To Jaune, it did not matter whether Pyrrha was a champion, a prodigy, or the mascot of his favorite breakfast cereal. To Jaune, your past matters not, for the past is just prologue to today. Prologue does not define who you are, by it can set your path for today. To Jaune, everyone is equal, everyone deserves redemption, everyone deserves his love."
"Praise be to Jaune!" the audience chanted in reply.
Jaune's mouth hung wide open. Pyrrha was part of this cult of him?! Since when?!
Jaune's brain just couldn't even, so he just slipped away back to his dorm.
He couldn't look at his partner the same way again.