Thanks you guys once again for all the support you have given me. I really enjoy writing this story and am happy that you guys enjoy reading it! We managed to hit 200 Followers and 10'000 views. I never realised just how many people would read this, so thank you all.
Sorry for the long wait, but I had something that came up that was incredibly important. Those of you who read the end A/N already knew that, this is just for those who didn't. It also took a little bit longer because I just couldn't get an explanation within the chapter to be less forced or static. The end result was acceptable, but not as good as I would like it to be.

Now, onto the usual review answering section!

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Realised I didn't put a disclaimer in the last chapter, so:
Disclaimer: I don't own RWBY or any other mentioned franchises in any of the chapters I write.
Any franchises. At all. I don't own them.


Chapter 5 – Fans

It was a dawn of a new day at Beacon, the birds were chirping, the sun was slowly rising and Ruby had a whistle. To everyone's, or more specifically Weiss', discomfort Ruby blew said whistle. The adorable reaper grinned, "It's time for Team RWBY's first mission!" She cheered. Weiss groaned in annoyance of her leader's antics as she got out of her bed.

"We have a mission already?"

Yang smiled, "Yep, decorating!" She exclaimed cheerfully. The buxom blond quickly pulled out a couple of posters and decoration items from… somewhere, and held them up for the heiress to see.

Ruby frowned as she put her hands on her hips in a motherly fashion. "It's already been two days and we haven't even started to decorate our team room! How can we live here for the next four years if we can't even do that much for it?"

Blake chucked in her two cents, "And we still need to unpack-" She chimed as she held out her suitcase. The three other girls watched in amusement as the introvert's luggage broke open, vomiting out it's contents onto the floor faster than Jaune on a rollercoaster, "-and clean." She continued. Yang grinned as she saw a rather interesting article of clothing.

"Ho-ho! 'Bit risqué don't you think Blake?" she teased as she held it up for the team to see. Ruby blushed at the clothing whilst Weiss stared in shock. Blake quickly swiped the offending piece with the speed of a ninja and glared at them.

"No one speaks a word of this." She growled. "To anyone."

Weiss rolled her eyes, "I'd rather not remember it ever again thank you very much."

Ruby chuckled nervously, "Well, with that out of the way, let's go Team RWBY!"

The heiress smiled, "Alright then." Blake and Yang gasped simultaneously. Weiss was actually being compliant? The white haired girl blushed as she saw the looks on their faces. She shot them a look, "Don't misunderstand, i-it's an order from our team leader, and it's not like I want to do this because it looks like it would be fun. And I'm certainly not only following Ruby's orders because she's as cute as a puppy. Definitely not." She huffed.

The two beauties giggled and shared a look. "Riiiight~ Whatever you say princess~" she sang.

Weiss glared at her as she put up a painting, "It's heiress."

The blond bombshell smiled challengingly at her "Sure, okay Princess" she grinned as she stressed out the final word.

"Yang Xiao Long, you are dead to me."

"Luv you too princess."

Ruby glared at the two, "C'mon, now is not the time to be fighting. We have a room to decorate- I mean, a team building exercise to do!" The two huffed and turned away from each other, crossing their arms as they did. The young leader nodded affirmatively and smiled when they separated. "Now then, let's continue Team RWBY's first mission!" The other three cheered along with their leader before they moved to go unpack and assemble their belongings.
Yang put up a poster of the 'Achieve Men', Weiss hung another painting that she had somehow managed to fit in a suitcase, Ruby put up some new curtains only to cut them in half after finishing, and Blake placed some of her favourite smu- 'art' on the bookshelf, taking special care to hide the ones Yang would be likely to steal.
The bookworm frowned as she looked over her precious collection. She was missing the latest Jane Caur novel. Sighing she realised she would have to head to town during the weekend to acquire it. The task was not going to be an easy feat considering she couldn't outright tell her team 'Hey, I'm going to Vale to buy some smu- 'art'. I'll be back by six or so.' Yang would more than likely come with her whilst teasing, Weiss would look disappointed, Ruby would be blushing and Blake would never be able to live it down.

Shaking the unpleasant thoughts out of her head the introvert decided to cross the bridge when she got there.

Making up her mind Blake continued to absentmindedly unpack her belongings from her second suitcase. "Geez Blake, they're nearly as big as mine!" whistled Yang appreciatively, " How did you hide that, or rather, them?" Blake blushed as she realised what the boxer was referring to. She was in the middle of sorting her clothes when Yang caught sight of the surprisingly large article of clothing. Weiss glared at her perverted teammate.

"Y-Yang, you shouldn't make such crude and uncivilised comments about Blake's…" she trailed off.

Yang grinned, "About Blake's lacy black-"

"Yes about that!" the heiress snapped.

The blond rolled her eyes. "Please princess, you're just jealous that Blake and I aren't as flat as you."

Weiss scoffed as her glare sharpened. "I am not flat!" She shot back angrily. Ruby laughed nervously,

"Uh, weren't we decorating the room?" She mumbled weakly, "y'know, team bonding and stuff?" Weiss turned to her partner and attempted to muster her harshest glare at the reaper. Unfortunately or fortunately for the white haired girl the younger girl had chosen that moment to pout adorably, effectively stopping her glare short.

"A-as much as I hate to admit it, Ruby has a point." She stammered, "we are a team now, and therefore must act like one."

Yang grinned as she crossed her arms, not so subtly accentuating her rather large bust. "Way to take the high road princess." She laughed.

"Heiress."

"Whatever you say princess." Weiss groaned.


After another half hour or so of sorting their room the four members of Team RWBY noticed a glaring problem. Ruby deadpanned, "We didn't think this through did we?" The room was perfectly clean and all of their belongings were spread out evenly and neatly. The beds, however, were another story altogether.

Weiss frowned, "So Miss 'Team Leader', what do you suppose we do?" Ruby stood there for a moment before smiling kindly at the heiress.

"I believe that Weiss, the co-leader of Team RWBY, should come up with our next plan of action." Weiss was taken aback, was Ruby actually appointing her as second in charge? Weiss, for the first time since arriving at Beacon, genuinely smiled in pure delight. Maybe the dolt wasn't as incompetent as she had initially thought. Coming to this realisation the girl sighed.

"No Ruby, our fearless leader should choose what we do about this predicament." The young reaper smiled and nodded in appreciation.

"Then I believe we should have bunk beds!" She exclaimed. The three other members of the team, although accepting of this, gave her questioning looks. "What? Bunk beds will separate our team from the others because of our creativity and ingenuity, and they are an efficient use of space." The girls were surprised at Ruby's well thought out and surprisingly sophisticated plan of action. "That and the fact that bunk beds are awesome!" The three could practically see the sophisticated part go down the drain. Sharing looks and laughs the girls cheered.

"Bunk beds it is!" And with that, the four members of Team RWBY got to work reshaping their beds.

After a gruelling hour of hammering, sawing, and an accidental explosion when Ruby came into contact with some of Weiss' fire dust, the four stepped away to admire their creation, or rather, creations. The members of Team RWBY had just crafted two fairly identical bunk beds, each embedded into the wall on separate sides of the room and walled in on the front. Luckily for them, the explosion caused by Ruby's contact with Weiss' dust blew down a section of the wall. This section had lead to a room that was hidden and had no use to the school. It also, conveniently enough, was big enough to fit several pieces of the furniture within their room to leave only the essentials, such as drawers, study table, beds etc.

Of course, the leftover wood broken down from the wall was used to construct a new door to the extension and fix their beds together and to the wall. Ren and Jaune, who were surprisingly good at fixing things, handled the woodwork. When asked, Ren would reply that it was a necessary skill to have around Nora, while when Ruby had asked Jaune he just laughed it off.

Each bunk bed had different themes to them, suiting their owner. Ruby had a rather cute, young girl vibe, complete with cookie and strawberry plushies and a red curtain for when she wanted some privacy or silence.
Weiss had a regal air about hers, using embroideries to decorate the white blanket and curtains.
Blake had a small bookshelf attached to the wall with her favourite books, along with a small reading light and a black curtain.
Yang's bed was very… yellow. Ignoring that one of Blake's books was obviously hidden under the mattress, Yang had a surprisingly normal bed. No unique traits other than her 'Achieve Men' poster and the blinding yellow.

The four girls smiled proudly at their work, though Yang couldn't help but wonder, "How in Remnant did we manage to do all this in an hour, even with Jaune and Ren's help?" she asked incredulously. Weiss shook her head,

"I've learnt not to question this kind of stuff." She grumbled.

Ruby nodded happily, "I now announce Team RWBY's first mission a great success! With a little help from Team JNPR of course." Weiss frowned as she looked outside.

"What time is it?"

Ruby gasped as she looked at her scroll. "Gah, we're going to be late to class! Again!" The four girls glanced at each other for a moment before bursting through the door, nearly unhinging it in the process, and sprinted towards their next class.

"Uh, did they say class?" Gulped Jaune. How did they manage to do this twice? Quickly exchanging looks with his team, they ran out of their assigned room. Jaune shivered, he still hadn't gotten used to that. His team. Here he was in Beacon with his own team, who could definitely beat him easily during a battle. How did that happen? More importantly, what would his team think if, no when they found out about that? The knight shook his head free of the thoughts. Now was no the time to be thinking things like that. "What class do we have now?" He asked curiously, he didn't get enough time to check out the timetable for the day. Looking around the knight realised that he had somehow gotten ahead of everyone and was seemingly parading them around the grounds.

Weiss' eye twitched angrily. "You mean to tell me, we followed you with that determined expression on your face for the past few minutes, and you didn't even know what class we had?" He nodded. Ruby, Blake and Yang all had to stifle their giggles as the unfortunate boy was sent into a wall, a hand mark printed on his face in bright red. It felt good to see that someone else had to suffer through Weiss' apparent perfectionism.

The knight winced as he rubbed his glowing cheek. "Seriously though, what class do we have now?" he asked once more.

Ren, deciding to save his leader the trouble of angering Weiss once more, spoke up. "Right now we have a Literature period, followed by a free subject as they have yet to find a new Dust Alchemy teacher; the last one having to leave early due to complications." The two teams looked at the normally silent boy in awe. "Our team then has a lunch period followed by another Grimm Studies class. We then have a short half hour break before we finish off with a Combat class." The boy recited, having memorised the timetable the previous day.

"Whoa." Gaped Ruby. Jaune nodded and whistled, today was going to be a long one. It felt like they only had one class yesterday. Weiss raised her brow in surprise.

"It appears we have the same timetable." She commented. Ruby cheered, that meant more people she knew were going to be in her classes.

It was then Jaune finally registered what subject they had now. "This school has a Literature class?"

Blake nodded, "Just because we're training to kill Grimm doesn't mean we get a break from the usual required studies." Jaune smiled. It made sense, and hey, if he got to do a subject he excelled in and enjoyed that was just an added bonus.

Pyrrha frowned, "Don't we have a class to be getting to?" The group's eyes widened as they realised the truth in the champion's words. Without further delay the Huntsman and Huntresses in training continued their sprint to the first class of the day, passing by an amused Ozpin and a rather enraged Glynda.

"Interesting group we have this year." Commented the Headmaster.

The witch looked on at the quickly fading figures. "Indeed. Not everyone can manage to be late for class twice in the first two days." She scowled. If they were late once more before the end of the week it would mean a detention for that student, and that meant she would lose her precious reading time. The teacher sighed in exasperation, just when a new novella had come out too.


Blake stared at the leader of Team JNPR. He was eerily interested in this subject considering that during their Grimm Studies class yesterday he had been asleep for the majority of it. Today, however, he was wide-awake and was even taking notes vigorously to the point where he reminded her of Weiss. She shivered visibly at the thought of two Weiss'. That would almost be as bad as two Noras or two Yangs. What had gotten into Jaune?
She wasn't alone in her thoughts as Ren, Weiss and Pyrrha were staring at him intently. Ignoring the fact that Pyrrha had more than one reason to stare at him, they were all watching the blond for a similar reason. The blond boy was blissfully unaware of his observers as he took note after note, making sure he didn't miss a single letter of the teacher's lecture as she paced around the room. Who knows, these things might come in handy for the next book he was thinking of making.

Unknowingly to everyone but him and his publisher, he had a book going on the side of Jane Caur's released books. It was a set of two books so far, but he was planning on publishing the next one by the end of the month if things went well enough.

The books consisted of a series of medium length stories that were either too long to be a novella, too short to be an actual novel or not smutty enough to appear in Jane Caur's books. As easy as it would be to only have one pen name, it would be unrealistic to the character he was trying to portray through the persona of 'Jane Caur'. Jane, much like many of her novels, was fabricated through Jaune's own two hands. A fictional entity based loosely on a nonfictional person, or in this case nonfictional people. The writing style, ie the inclusion of smut, was based off of three of his older sisters, whilst the general intent between the writing was framed around his beloved older sister Luna Arc. She was, and still is, his idol. Sure his parents played a large role in forming who he was, and in unlocking his semblance. They were also his role models and he loved them to bits despite their… overbearing nature. However, Luna was still the one person he wanted to be like one day, excluding the difference in gender.

Sibling love aside, Jane was made to 'live, act and breath' like his beloved older sister and 'write' like the other three that he dearly loved as his way of showing that they were always in his mind whenever he wrote. Her personality portrayed by the intent behind the stories she writes was a testament to this.
Therefore, he decided to craft a new persona to become his own writer. He loved Jane as she represented his sisters, but he still wanted to one day have stories that he could call his own. He reminded himself to thank his publisher once more, she had stuck with him through his early novels and had even done so much as to get him the fake transcripts that allowed him to enter this school.

"What?!"

The loud voice shook him from his thoughts. Oh geez did I say that out loud? He considered hitting himself with the notebook before him. Way to blow it Jaune. "What do you mean someone made some form of structure within school grounds?"

What?

"I don't know how sloths got so far away from their usual habitat or why there are enough pancakes to feed all of Vale, and frankly I don't want to know. I just want you to move it somewhere less… in the middle of the school courtyard!" Yelled Goodwitch as she stormed past the classroom.

Jaune sighed in relief, really dodged a bullet there. For a second he thought he blew his cover. Remembering the events from last night Jaune turned to his energetic teammate, hopefully she didn't take the removal of her sloth structure too hard.
Before he could check up on her, however, he caught the gazes of Weiss, Blake, Pyrrha and Ren. Though mainly Weiss. "See something you like Snow Angel?" he grinned. The heiress merely scoffed at his attempt and turned away. Pyrrha glared at the apparent object of Jaune's affections whilst the two more silent members hastily averted their gaze, realising that they had been staring at him for almost the entirety of the class, and also due to slight embarrassment from getting caught from Jaune of all people.

Blake shrugged, an enigma is an enigma I guess. Looking to her left she saw that Ruby and Yang were out cold, having little to no interest in non-Huntress related things. She giggled when she saw that Ruby was snuggling into her sister's shoulder, the young reaper must be one of those people who cuddle things in their sleep. The cute moment was quickly ripped to shreds and her small amusement was immediately replaced by pure, unadulterated fear as she saw that a few drops of Ruby's drool landed on Yang's hair.
We're all screwed. She thought with finality.

Ren on the other hand was trying everything he could to stop Nora from crying. The Valkyrie was absolutely heartbroken from the news that her hard work would be relocated. "Don't worry Nora, they're just relocating the sloths. They aren't destroying it." He reassured her. It was to no avail unfortunately as the girl continued to sniffle uncontrollably.

"But, if the sloths don't get the love and attention they would from being in plain sight, they'll die!" She wailed. Ren chuckled as he comforted her, lightly petting her head.

The class finally ended with Jaune being thrown out of the window as Ruby blamed the drool in Yang's hair on him, despite him being in the row before them. "So we have a free subject now, right?" asked Jaune as he crawled back into the classroom through the shattered window nonchalantly. Ren nodded affirmatively. "Now what?"

"We do what we want." Grinned Nora, back to her usual happy self thanks to her partner. "If you need Ren or I, we'll be outside making a new sloth enclosure."

Her childhood friend blinked. "We will?"

"Yes Ren. We will." Jaune happily ignored Ren mouthing for help as he turned to Pyrrha and Team RWBY.

"So what are you gals doing?" he asked as he stretched his back.

Ruby shrugged, "I'm just going to head to the school forge to do my weekly check-up on Crescent Rose." She felt giddy at the idea of finally spending some quality time with her baby.

"Yang and I are going to the library to read." Stated Blake, who didn't appear too happy that her partner was coming with her.

Pyrrha looked at the boy apologetically, "Weiss asked if I could spar with her, so we'll be heading to the arena." Jaune sighed, that left him by himself.

Really there were only three things he would want to do in the middle of the day, head to Vale, read books or sleep. Unfortunately they had another class after lunch so the former and latter options were unavailable. He might as well head over to the library to read, and what better way was there to test your writing than to read over it?

Nodding, he decided to follow Blake and Yang to the library, oblivious to Pyrrha and Ruby's envious looks as they watched the knight walk off with the bookworm and the brawler.
"So what books do you normally read Blake?" he asked in an attempt to alleviate the silence between the three as they walked.

The girl shrugged, "Not really sure myself, just a mix of anything I suppose."

Yang grinned, "But you love reading those Jane Caur books don't you?" Jaune flew into an abrupt coughing fit as he heard the name. "Wow Vomit Boy, don't have an episode on us now I just had a shower." Jaune gave her a weak glare as he recovered and sighed,

"What about you? What books do you read?"

Yang shrugged, "I don't normally read, but the Jane Caur books are great." The knight quickly fell into another coughing fit. Great, just great, he groaned mentally.

"R-really?" he stuttered. "What are your favourites?"

Yang thought back to the several dozen books she had read… in the last two days. She pouted mentally, she was a fast reader okay! Wait, who was she pouting to? Quickly throwing away the idea that she was crazy Yang answered. "It's hard to say, but the 'Monogatari' Series was really interesting." Blake raised a brow at the blond girl.

"Personally I enjoyed 'Ninja's of Love', though 'Monogatari' was also good in it's own right. I loved how Jane portrayed the characters in a new way within the two." Jaune chuckled; he had enlisted his sister's help with those books. He did enjoy writing the 'Monogatari Series' though, that and 'Ninja's of Love' were some of the only novels he had made a series of sequels out of.

Yang grinned at her fellow blond, "I never knew you read books Jaune, wouldn't have taken you as a bookish type."

Jaune shot her a look, "I could say the same thing about you."

"Touché."

The three shared a laugh as they walked while Jaune put up a thinking pose. Which of his books did he enjoy the most? "Honestly, I liked 'Crescent Moon'. It was probably my favourite wri-read." He started to sweat as Yang gave him a strange look, did she catch onto him saying write by accident? It felt strange trying to talk to a fan about his books, without saying that he was the one who wrote them.

"Wait, by 'Crescent Moon' do you mean the 'Crescent Moon'? The one that is known as the best, yet worst of Jane's works?" Jaune shrugged sheepishly and grinned, hiding his clenched fists.

"What can I say? Romance stories are my guilty pleasure." The writer's smile hid his displeasure. 'Crescent Moon was the first, and only, story he got to write with his sister Luna as she was always busy. He loved all of his other sisters, but this one was special to him. The story itself was amazing, the way the characters were portrayed and the plot was impeccable. However, it didn't follow the feel of Jane's previous stories, as if someone else entirely had written it. Critics felt that the novel was lacking in several parts and ended up giving it the title 'Best, yet worst'.

Blake shrugged and smiled at the knight, patting his shoulder comfortingly. "We like what we like because we like it, not because other people tell us to. I won't judge if your opinion goes against mine." Jaune chuckled as he flashed a smile at the introvert.

"'Ninja's of Love' Book 2, page 249, spoken by Satoshi?" Blake's eyes widened.

"Wow, you're good." She commented. He knows a single quote on the exact page of the exact book from the certain character, out of all of Jane Caur's books? She thought in awe at the boy's memory.

Jaune was mentally scoffing, of course he knew what page and who it was spoken by, he wrote it! What kind of author would he be if he couldn't recall his own story? It also helped that his semblance made it almost impossible for him to forget some things. Rubbing his back sheepishly, Jaune responded. "I just really like her books."

Yang raised a brow at the blond knight; her interest peaked by his surprising amount of knowledge. "So how long have you been reading Jane's books for?"

Jaune gave her another 'are you kidding me?' look. "That's pretty irrelevant considering you've only been reading them for the past three days."

The brawler pouted rather uncharacteristically. "I'm a fast reader!"

Blake chose that moment to stop their fighting before it escalated to Jaune being sent through a couple of walls. "You guys do realise we've arrived right?" Jaune blinked as he stared at the entrance before him blankly. So they have.

Gazing around the library he found the girl he had conversed with the previous day. "Hello Amethyst!" he greeted the young librarian happily as the three entered. Yang smiled cheekily as she saw the girl.

"Ooh, and who might this be?" she asked as she sauntered over to the purple haired girl.

The librarian smiled warmly at her. "My name is Amethyst, I'm Beacon's librarian." She answered.

Yang smirked, "And how exactly do you know Vomit Boy here?" Jaune tripped over himself as he approached the two.

"Vomit Boy?" Giggled Amethyst.

Jaune quickly recovered, "It's a long story." He grumbled.

The librarian nodded understandingly and answered the boxer's question. "I met Jaune just yesterday, he came in for some light studying and I directed him to the best corner to do so." Blake thought back to the conversation she saw Jaune have with the librarian. So that's what he was doing, she thought to herself.

"Well then Amethyst, it's nice to meet you. I'm a friend of Jaune, the name's Yang, but you can call me the sexiest gal in school. The silent one over there is my partner Blake." The overenthusiastic girl leaned closer to the new face and whispered just loud enough for their group to hear. In other words not quiet at all. "Don't worry, she may seem cold and indifferent, but on the inside she's just an adorable ball of sensitive fluff." The introvert gave her a glare, to which the buxom blond responded to by poking her tongue at the black haired girl.

Amethyst and Jaune chuckled at the two's interactions. "Well any friend of Jaune's is a friend of mine." The librarian smiled as she shook the two's hands.
Once introductions finished the three left the girl to do what she normally does.


Jaune sighed as he sat in silence, two beauties sat on either side of him reading his books. Curse his teenage hormones, they should have gone away by now… Right? He frowned, that was probably his D- in biology talking. But that's beside the point. The point is, that it was taking every fibre of his being not to sneak a look at Yang's rather, generous show. He felt his heartbeat steadily rise through the roof as he struggled not to look. She's apparently one of his fans so that was a positive and a negative in itself.

In his attempts to turn away from the 'dark side', Jaune decided to try and find things around the room that would distract him. Why he didn't just read one of the thousands of books surrounding him was unknown to all. Slowly scanning the surprisingly empty library his eyes fell upon the shelves upon shelves of books. In the midst of his worrying and the stress of the first few days, he had forgotten one of the four major reasons for why he had come to Beacon in the first place. To gather first hand data on the inner workings of a school as prestigious as this and live the life of a school student for one thing, and one thing only: research for more novels and novellas.

Continuing his rather pleasant scan of the room his eyes came in contact with the light purple eyes of Amethyst. He waved kindly to her as she caught his gaze and returned the gesture. Now that he thought about it, he could probably write a good short story centred around a library and based upon a kind yet timid librarian. He grinned as his semblance activated of it's own will, next story is underway, he thought amusedly. After thinking for a moment he came to the conclusion that he needed more information and watched the librarian's every movement intently. He examined every movement of her slender arms, watched as she sorted through countless numbers of forms and worked on her scroll. He absentmindedly took into account her clothing, a summer dress that was a light shade of blue, with a large white ribbon running around her waist. The hem of the dress reached her knees and was decorated with small floral patterns that were a lovely dark purple, a similar shade to that of her long hair which was cascading gracefully down her back and stopped just below the curvature of her spine. Finally, sat loosely on her nose was a pair of square, black-framed glasses that accentuated her rather unique eye colour.

He nodded to himself, character noted, I'll have to tag her later. The knight smiled. Blake gave him a strange look as he snapped out of his trance, the small glow of his eyes fading. "You've been staring at the librarian for the past ten minutes with a grin on your face, you sure you two didn't do anything?" she asked.

"Wah? O-of course n-not! We… We only met yesterday!" he stammered. Blake couldn't help but giggle at the knight's blushing and stutters of denial; it was pretty amusing. Unfortunately for the embarrassed boy Yang decided to have some fun.

"So Jaune, when will it be my turn to be ogled?" she teased. The two beauties knew that the boy would be too embarrassed to do anything of the sort based on his reactions, but it was still fun to torment him. Yang used her 'assets' to her advantage as she leaned on his arm. "Don't take too long." She winked suggestively. Blake in the meantime was having a hard time not falling from her seat because of how hard she was laughing inwardly. Normally she would be rather indifferent, but her calm demeanour was immediately shattered by the hilarity that was Jaune's shy stutters of denial. For a boy who claimed that romance novels were his 'guilty pleasure', he was easily embarrassed when it came to the real thing.

Jaune flushed in embarrassment as Yang continuously teased him, and Blake's giggles did not help the matter. His eyes scanned the room for a way out of the buxom blond's torment and came upon Amethyst once more. 'Help me' he mouthed as Yang pressed her 'assets' further. Amethyst laughed and shook her head, this was hilarious. Jaune gave the librarian a horrified and betrayed look as Blake decided to join in as well. "Do you think Amethyst won't mind if I have a shot?" She giggled as the boy turned to her in surprise, other than Weiss, Blake was the last person he would've thought would join in with Yang's teasing. Not being able to take the attack from both sides Jaune fainted.

"Wow, he actually fainted." Commented the black haired girl. Yang sweatdropped at the knight as she felt around for his breath.

"He's definitely out cold. Think we were too hard on him?" She asked.

Blake sighed, "Maybe a little bit." Amethyst walked in on the two partners as they poked the unconscious boy.

"So how's sleeping beauty?" she asked as she sat down on the opposite side of the table.

Yang chuckled, "We may have been a little bit too much." The librarian giggled at the poor boy.

"A little? He was mouthing to me for help."

"And you didn't help him?"

The purple haired girl smiled sheepishly, "It's a bit hard when their being glomped to death. Besides, it was amusing to see him struggle." The three girls shared a laugh.

"So Amethyst, what's a cute young woman like you doing working as a librarian at Beacon?" Asked Yang. The girl laughed at the question.

"Well you see…" The three spent the entirety of their free period talking about their interests, likes, dislikes and pasts, and found their chat rather enjoyable. After hitting it off the two members of Team RWBY exchanged their scroll numbers with the young librarian and bid farewell. However, before they could leave the table the three received an email simultaneously.

Suddenly Yang squealed excitedly as she read the message, Amethyst and, surprisingly enough, Blake repeating her actions. The very sound coming off of the three girls caught the attentions of all the people within the library and a large number of students outside, even going so far as to wake Jaune from his comatose state. "Jane Caur is going to be coming to Vale this weekend for a book signing!" cried the blond boxer and the purple haired librarian as they hugged. Even Blake seemed uncharacteristically ecstatic. Jaune froze.

Wait, what?


And that is that ladies and gentlemen! Once again, sorry for my lateness with this but something came up. I will be trying to keep to my usual schedule of one-two weeks per update from now on. Hope you enjoyed the chapter and continue reading this little story of mine, and do please lend me your feedback through a review or a PM. It will do wonders for my self-esteem and it might just help me become a better writer for you guys.

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