Hello there, I'm back with a new chapter and boy is this one going to be funny. Hopefully.
Thanks to everyone for the praise, it makes me feel like my small story is really making people laugh.
Anyway I'll just move onto the review answering section and I have to say, some were pretty interesting.

garoorar: Of course. Unfortunately this wont be a 'bust the impersonator' arc at the moment, but it may be something that happens in the future.

CrazyTrollR49: I feel your pain, but it had to be done.

lukefang: It's called bad acting, I was doing it as a joke but it appears that it went right over your head. Why did you think I added the nervous laughter? And Ruby may have feelings for Jaune, so may Weiss, however he will only be ending up with one girl by the end of the story and my mind has already been made up on whom.

Guest (Guest): Yes. Yes it could. But you guys don't know it's full capabilities *insert evil laughter here*

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Drow79: If only those things would work, Jaune might have been safe from the inevitable.

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OnTheCobb (Guest): Jaune with secrets is always a good Jaune.

jakillking999: Yes. Yes it should.

Kirkman: It will be fun for everyone except Jaune… for the most part.

dracohalo117: It's stated in the last chapter that research is one of four reasons Jaune came to Beacon, and research is a pretty important reason in itself.
Also, it's interesting that you believe the editor is the one who set that up. Not saying you're wrong or right, but interesting. Unless, of course, you meant to say publisher and not editor.

ZeroHuman: No sloths were hurt in the making of this story. Otherwise Nora would kill me.

Well that's all the reviews so far, thanks for the positive reviews! Hopefully I'll keep doing well enough to warrant them.

With that done, disclaimer then story!
Disclaimer: I don't own RWBY or any mentioned franchises as they belong to their respective owners.


Chapter 6: Frendships

Jaune was mentally strangling himself in an attempt to stay awake and sane. Why? The word was repeated several times over in his mind ever since he had been told of the events to come. The blond knight had spent the majority of their lunch break after the free period stupefied from the bomb that had been dropped by Yang, Blake and Amethyst. Jane Caur was going to be in Vale? His stomach fell at the thought. The writer shook his head vigorously. Now was not the time to think about this, he needed to pay attention to Professor Port so he could learn. Even if his stories were boring. He was sat next to Ruby in the leftmost part of the middle row, his team sat before him whilst Ruby's team were spread out around the two leaders with Blake sitting next to Ruby, and Weiss and Yang sitting behind the two.

"There I was, deep within the Forever Fall Forest with only my wit and my bare hands. My weapon was long gone, delving in the depths of some fearsome creature's stomach." Gloated the teacher as he paced around the room proudly. "Before me stood dozens of Beowolves, Ursai and a Grimm who, to that very day, was believed to be extinct. In spite of this, I managed to find it, capture it and take it to a taxidermist so that they may create a statue of similar appearance before I slayed it. The process of capturing it, however, proved to be quite tiresome and lengthy, especially so due to the vast amount of Grimm that appeared to congregate towards it." The man laughed heartily as he continued, "Why, I remember when…" The Arc's attempts of staying awake were in vain, he was asleep by the time Port had said 'Forever Fall'.

"I had managed to evade the Ursa's swipe by rolling to the right, but it had landed a strike on the tree behind me, leaving a large gash that sprayed the sap within all over me. The large quantity and stickiness of the sap began to restrain me as the Grimm surrounded me." Yang, although immensely disturbed by the mental image of Professor Port covered in sap, laughed.

"Sounds like a pretty 'sticky' situation!" The entire class groaned at her horrible joke, save for Jaune and Ruby who were asleep and the professor himself as he had not realised that it was supposed to be a joke.

"That it was Miss Xiao Long, that it was. Now, where was I?"

Yang frowned as she analysed the reactions of the class, writing her findings on a small notebook as she did so. "You're still on that?" asked Weiss perplexedly. Sure she was curious as to whose sense of humour was horrible enough to laugh at one of Yang's terrible jokes, but the buxom blond was taking things a bit too far. Said blond glared at the heiress determinedly.

"I won't stop until the person has been found!" She exclaimed, passionately shaking her fist to emphasise the point. The members of Team RWBY and JNPR that were still awake and not Yang felt sorry for the poor student or teacher who had laughed at her pun. They had no idea what they had gotten themselves into.

The rest of the Grimm Studies class was relatively uneventful. Well, as uneventful as a class with Nora could be anyway. To this day, Pyrrha had no clue how that girl managed to make her pen explode the day prior during a short study session between the team. Upon finishing the class, however, the main event had become Jaune and Ruby. The two had somehow managed to end up cuddling each other in their sleep and wouldn't let go, or at least Ruby wouldn't. For a girl two years their junior, she had a pretty tight grip. This was all much to the displeasure of Pyrrha, Weiss and Yang. Needless to say, Yang, the overprotective older sister that she is, had sent the poor boy through a wall. Ren sighed as he watched his leader get a rather rude awakening, hopefully this wouldn't become a thing. He had grown to like Jaune as his first male friend, and didn't want to lose his only way of counteracting Nora's recent bouts of insanity. Being a leader apparently gave the blond boy control over the sloth loving female.

Back to the situation at hand, no one answered the knight when he had asked why she punched him into next week lest they incur the wrath of Yang. They didn't know why exactly the girl didn't want him to know, as it was pretty trivial, but no one wanted to take their chances. "Yang, seriously, why did you hit me?" asked Jaune as he walked up to his fellow blond. "Did I do something to anger you?" The writer was distraught, he thought he had made things even with the boxer. They even had that friendly conversation on the way to the library, but apparently he was mistaken if that hole in the wall was anything to go by.

The girl huffed. "I don't want to talk about it." She mentally frowned. Sure she didn't like the idea that he was hugging her sister, but there was no reason to keep that from him. So why was she?

Jaune turned to his partner with a pleading expression on his face, "Pyrrha do you know?" He asked her hopefully. The Spartan girl turned away with her arms crossed.

"I don't have the faintest clue." She lied. The boy sighed, what did I do to make Yang dislike me? Even Pyrrha seems to be disappointed! Just when he had started to become good friends with the two as well.

Ruby smiled at her fellow leader. "Don't worry Jaune, I'll help! We have a short break right now anyway." Jaune's face adopted a look of relief. Maybe with Ruby's help he'd be able to figure out what he had done to get sent through the wall, it was good to get another perspective on an issue and he didn't want to make enemies so early in the year. Especially when that enemy could have been a potential friend.

Jaune turned to his partner for permission but was stopped from asking by her smile. "Go ahead, you don't need my permission." Jaune nodded.

Ren and Blake rolled their eyes at the oblivious boy. "Poor Pyrrha." Sighed the bookworm. She didn't see what the champion saw in him, especially only after a couple of days knowing the boy. Ren however, smiled knowingly at the scene. It was obvious, to him at least, the feelings that several of his new friends have for his leader, nearly to the point of it being painful for him to watch the knight not realise it. He chuckled amusedly as he watched Ruby and Jaune walk out the door as Yang, Weiss and Pyrrha gave them conflicting stares. Ignorance is bliss after all.

Yang gave the boy a death stare as he walked out of the room. He may be her friend and fellow Jane Caur enthusiast, but no one would charm Ruby without her permission.
Weiss was just fairly annoyed by her younger leader. Yesterday she had said she would try and become a better leader, and Weiss had said that she would become a better… friend, but cuddling with some dunce like Jaune when she should be paying attention to the professor is in no way becoming a better leader. The heiress inhaled slowly and sighed. Maybe she should be more lenient with the girl. She was, after all, two years younger than her. As much as she disliked the notion of having someone so immature as her leader, she would just have to deal with it and be there for her when she was needed.
Pyrrha on the other hand was having conflicting feelings. She had taken a liking to the blond knight because of his ignorance, but now she couldn't help but despise his obliviousness. The red haired girl had only known him for a couple of days, yet he was already able to bring out so many emotions from her that, in all her years of dealing with fans and news reporters, she had never encountered before. Sighing to herself, she decided to let the cards fall where they may and just cross the bridge when she got to it. Who knows, one day he might just realise.

Suddenly, Ren gasped. "No, wait, Nora! Don't put that there!" Not even a moment later the occupants of the room stared in shock at the Valkyrie as her pen exploded and splattered pancake batter over those nearest to her.

The girl giggled innocently, "Whoopsie."


Ruby grinned as she walked through the halls of Beacon alongside her first friend here. This was her chance to turn Jaune into a best friend; she wasn't going to mess it up. To her right, Jaune was contemplating deeply whilst they exited the school and entered the outside gardens just shy of Nora's new sloth parlour. "So what do you think Ruby?" The knight asked suddenly.

Ruby responded with as much thought and grace as she could muster. "Huh?" was her oh-so-wise reply. Nice job Ruby, you nailed that. She thought sarcastically.

Jaune seemed to pay it no mind and continued. "About the whole situation, Yang and Pyrrha seem annoyed at me and I have no idea why." The young reaper gave it some thought as they strolled up to a small bench within the garden. Behind the oak bench was a rather large tree that provided shelter and shade with its outstretched canopy.

"Well if I know Yang, and I do because I'm her sister, she'd only get truly angry at a handful of things." She started. This type of anger is different to the usual rage she gets during fights. It's the whole stereotypical 'I'm angry at you so I'm not going to tell you why or talk to you, because you should know what you've done' type anger. "She only gets really angry if someone messes with her hair, messes with me, harms her friends, is sexier than her or ruins something that she was interested in." Jaune blinked.

"Could you go into a bit more detail?" If he was going to make it up to his fellow blond he'd need to find out what he had done wrong, and fast. Then he would be able to try fix his relationship with Pyrrha. The leader of Team JNPR sat down with a loud and depressed sigh, basking in the comfort that the bench was providing him.

The young reaper followed suit and sat next to him, pulling out a box of cookies from a non-existent pocket to snack on as they talked. "Well you've already seen how mad Yang gets when someone wrecks her hair or does something to me. It's like that when she's really mad but worse because she doesn't do anything about it. Also if something hurts her friends she gets rather upset. And if she sees that someone is sexier than her without trying, she tends to get annoyed as well. No clue why though. Lastly, if Yang has taken up even a remote interest in someone or something, say a movie or a book, then she gets pretty violent if someone does something bad to it or spoils it for her." She explained. Jaune 'ahh'd' in understanding. He thought back to events earlier within the day. He didn't believe he had harmed her hair or any of her friends lately, discounting events during initiation and the first day he hadn't done anything bad to Ruby and he sure as dust wasn't sexier than her. So what was the problem?

He gasped, what if he had spoiled a Jane Caur book in his sleep? His sisters always did say that he talked in his sleep. Ruby brought him out of his musings by offering him a cookie. The writer smiled at her, "Thanks." Sighing to himself, he decided to just leave it be and hopefully Yang would calm down on her own. If he accidentally spoiled a book there was nothing he could do about it. Jaune frowned; he hated how he couldn't do anything. The guilt from angering one of his friends would not leave him.

Ruby, seeing his guilt from a mile away, decided to pick up the conversation again. "So… We have Combat Class now right? Our first one?" The knight nodded unenthusiastically. "What's up? Aren't you excited about learning how to fight?"

Jaune turned to her with an uncharacteristically serious expression, "Well, I never really liked fighting, other people that is." Ruby stared at his sad face and saw the boy in a new light. "I think it's counterproductive, really. We're all in the same boat, so why not work together against the Grimm?" The writer looked ahead passionately in determination. "That's why I came to Beacon. I didn't come to learn how to fight, I came here so I could be taught how to protect those close to me." Not that he'd say it out loud, but it was also the original reason as to why he wrote his stories. Ones where the 'good guys' band together to fight off the 'bad guys' and eventually receive a happy ending. He smiled slightly, it's hard to believe that a childish fantasy was what led to him becoming a well known author. He had written romance novels to show others that two people, no matter the time or circumstance, could come together and be there for each other. He believed that if he could get people together by writing his stories, make friends, then it was all worth it. The smut came later on down the track, say about one or two months later... One of his more 'body appreciative' sisters stumbled upon a story of his and added it without his knowledge, leading to a large influx of readers.

Jaune stared blankly at Ruby as she started clapping. "That's the spirit!" She cheered, happy that he was out of his funk. "You just need to remember why you came here, why you want to get stronger, and you're sure to become friends with Yang and Pyrrha again."

"You really think so?"

The younger student giggled at his hopeful expression, it was like a puppy asking for treats. "I know so!" She exclaimed confidently, "Now come on Vomit Boy, let's go to our next class!"

Jaune laughed, "I would be so inspired right now if you didn't just call me Vomit Boy!" Cheered Jaune sarcastically.

Ruby just responded by bonking her head comically and poking her tongue out. "Tehe~"


As the two entered the room their friends immediately surrounded them. "So where exactly were you two?" queried Weiss, resting her hands on her hips in a motherly fashion. "You both were a couple of seconds away from being late!" She scolded. Ruby stared apologetically at the heiress.

"I'm sorry Weiss." The rest of the group excluding Jaune had to step away slightly from the sheer adorableness emanating off of the younger girl. The blond writer laughed.

"Yeah, I'm sorry as well Snow Angel- Weiss." He quickly amended his apology when the white haired girl pointed Myrtenaster threateningly at him. "We were just having a short talk outside." He explained. The girl just nodded slowly with narrowed eyes, seemingly accepting his explanation.

Before anyone else could talk Professor Goodwitch addressed the students within the room. "Students, welcome to your first Combat Class of the year. We will start off with a few warm ups and stretches before we move onto team practice. We will then finish off the lesson with one-on-one sparring matches." The students cheered, happy with the knowledge that some of them would be able to show off their fighting prowess.

Jaune sighed, the warm ups and stretches he was fine with, but he was a little uncomfortable with leading his team. Especially since Pyrrha didn't exactly seem too happy with him earlier. Nora smiled at her leader, "So fearless leader, what is our game plan?" she asked him as she hefted her hammer. The knight shrugged uncertainly,

"I'm not sure, what is required of us?" he asked his only male friend at Beacon.

"We are required to create a set of commands that will help us ascertain where we should be at what time for the following situations: Fighting a melee enemy, disarming a ranged enemy, taking down a flying enemy and fighting a heavily armoured foe." Stated Ren. Jaune nodded his thanks.

"Alright then, first off I will need to know your strengths and weakness', your preferred style of fighting and at least one trick you have up your sleeve. I will allow you to keep an ace in the possibility that we may end up sparring at one point. I will go first." The rest of Team JNPR watched in awe as Jaune went into what would later be referred to as, 'Commander Mode'. Gone was the unsure bumbling knight. Here stood a confident leader that was ready to provide his team the path to victory. "My strengths are that I have a large amount of aura, however I am inexperienced in using it and I don't exactly have the best one-on-one combat skills. I prefer to take the hits for my comrades whilst they take out the enemy and I have no tricks up my sleeve… Uh, your turn Nora."

The Valkyrie giggled and bounced before her teammates. "Well my strength is the sheer firepower of Magnhild. I'd say my weakness is the slowness of my attacks. I like to rush in and fight carefree and I don't have any aces. Your turn Renny!" The normally silent boy smiled at his childhood friend.

"My strength would be my relative speed. Nowhere near Blake's but still better than most. I also am very good at controlling my aura, but I do not have that high stamina. I prefer to fight in a group as one heavy hit could be enough to take out close to a third of my aura and my ace is my aura techniques." Explained the boy. He turned to the final member of Team JNPR who had been silent the entire time, "You're up Miss Nikos." He said politely. The Spartan girl appeared to be slightly distracted as she spoke.

"My strength would have to be the flexibility of my weapons, whereas my weakness would be attacks that can overcome my flexibility of defence, be it speed, number or strength of the attacks. I don't have any preferred fighting style as mine is more suited to changing as the fight does, I have unlocked my semblance but I'd prefer to keep it secret." Jaune nodded slowly as he took all of the information in. The team leader was about to speak when suddenly Goodwitch coughed loudly to catch the class' attention.

"Students, I believe that was ample time for you to have started a base for your strategies. Completing your commands is now homework that must be handed in via the scroll of your team leader a week from now. I will then assess them on the efficiency, clarity and thought that had been put into it." The huntsman and huntresses in training groaned at the idea of homework. Their dissatisfied groans were instantly transformed into high-fives and cheers as if by magic with the witch's next statement. "We will now move onto one-on-one fights to finish off the lesson. First up, Jaune Arc and Ruby Rose." The rose gave the knight a thumbs up as she walked onto the stage. Jaune jumped in surprise as a hand found it's way onto his shoulder. To his surprise, Pyrrha was smiling at him comfortingly.

"Do your best Jaune." She cheered. Jaune's eyes nearly watered happily.

"You mean you're not angry at me anymore?" he sniffled childishly. The champion tilted her head in confusion.

"What would I be mad at you for?" Jaune laughed,

"Oh, it's nothing anymore if you're not mad. I'm just glad that I haven't upset you, I wouldn't know what to do without you." Pyrrha blushed as the writer happily got onto the stage. He wouldn't know what to do without me? She repeated in her mind.

Goodwitch was stood in the middle of the two students ready to spar with her right hand raised. "On my word, you two will start and not a moment before." She spoke sternly, "Ready… Begin!" As quick as a flash Ruby dashed towards Jaune who just gazed at the teacher blankly.

"Wait, was that the word?" The only answer he received was a cute reaper's scythe to the chest.


The fight had went surprisingly well and quickly if you discounted the fact that Ruby, a girl two years younger than him, had mopped the floor with him.
Literally, there had been a point during the short fight where his hood got caught on the reaper's scythe and she dragged him along the ground like a janitor.

After the rest of the spars had ended the class was dismissed for the rest of the day, so the students were free to do as they pleased, within reason of course.

Right now, the tired knight was resting in his shared dorm room whilst Pyrrha fanned his exhausted and beaten body. He was relieved that his partner wasn't angry with him because he really had no clue what he'd do without her. Suddenly, Yang burst into the room with Blake casually following behind her in a much more silent manner. Jaune would've jumped in surprise but he currently had no feeling in his legs… or arms… or anywhere really for that matter.

"Yo Lady Killer what's up?" grinned the blond brawler with a rather slow gait. "You wanna hit up the city with Blake and I this weekend?" Jaune, seeing it as an opportunity to make up for whatever he had done to incur her wrath during Grimm Studies, was about to accept when he remembered something important.

He smiled apologetically with the small amount of energy he had remaining. "I'm really sorry Yang, but I have something I need to do on the weekend." Luckily for the champion in the room no one notice her sigh with relief. The party girl shrugged,

"Oh well, I guess I get to have Blake all to myself." The bookworm glared at her.

"I'm not something you can just possess!" she pouted uncharacteristically. Yang just took the glare with stride.

"Keep telling that to yourself Blakey, but you're mine." She winked and strut out of the room.

The three occupants of the room fell silent at the overbearing nature of the buxom blond. That's when Jaune remembered something about Blake, "Hey Blake, can I ask you a question?"

The girl tilted her head slightly for a moment then shrugged, "Go for it." She mentally scratched her head in confusion, what exactly did she do that warranted a question from the clumsy knight?

"Why did you vaguely quote Gurren Laggan, backflip off a tree then run off when we first met?" The girl nearly fell over in surprise at the unexpected question. Oh, that's what I did.

"W-well, you see… It was a dare from a friend! Yeah, that's it. A dare…" She finished off meekly. There was no way that she was going to tell him that she, in her introverted state of mind, turned to a manga for information on how to talk to others. The result was… Embarrassing to say the least.

The black haired girl quickly decided to change the subject. "So what are you doing during the weekend that made you so busy you conveniently couldn't hang out with Yang?" She asked Jaune with a smirk. The knight just waved it off,

"I genuinely have something to do that's preventing me from coming with you two. I'm visiting an old friend of mine so that I could have a little word with her." He finished off rather angrily. The three occupants stared in shock as Yang burst through a wall,

"Her?" the blond asked, "You aren't just sneaking a date with Amethyst behind our backs are you?" she grinned. Jaune just stared at the Yang-sized hole in the wall horrified. "No answer huh? Well I'll leave you to your planning. Let's go Blake! Sorry I forgot to grab you before." The, now, two occupants left in the room watched as the boxer towed a struggling Blake away.

Pyrrha blinked, as much as she wanted to ask about this 'Amethyst' person, there was currently a hole in the wall. "I'll go get Ren so you two can fix that." Muttered the red haired girl as she quickly exited the room through the door like a normal, non-Yang person.

Not even a second after his partner had left Professor Goodwitch poked her head through the gaping hole in the wall and glared at the only person within the room. "Mr Arc, you will be seeing me this Friday for detention. No excuses." She snapped before flicking her crop. The small tool glowed for a moment whilst the wall quickly re-shaped itself. Nodding, not that Jaune could see her anymore, the female professor left.

"Fantastic." Groaned the knight sarcastically. He currently was too tired to move, was alone and now had a detention to attend. At the very least, it wasn't on the weekend so he was still free for the event happening. What was going to happen anyway? He'd have to contact his publisher, or at least ask her before the event personally. After an hour of resting and wondering why Pyrrha had not returned yet Jaune set out to find a way to relieve his boredom. The hour of waiting had brought the feeling back to his body. It was starting to get late, but he didn't feel sleepy at the moment.

Exiting the room in search of something fun, Jaune came across an interesting sight that he'd never forget for the rest of his life. Before him stood a rather livid Weiss, an embarrassed Ruby and Blake covered in syrup of the maple variety and Nora standing victoriously on top of a stack of giant pancakes. Upon closer inspection of the fluffy breakfast meal he realised that Yang and Ren were buried under them while Pyrrha was fervently trying to dig them out. Quickly taking a picture with his scroll for future reference, the blond writer walked off with an 'I saw nothing' smile on his face.
"Nope!" he muttered. On second thought, sleep sounded awfully nice at the moment.


Jaune frowned as he approached the door to Professor Goodwitch's office. He stared it down for a few minutes. The day had gone by absurdly quickly, to the point where it did not feel fair. It felt like not even five seconds had passed since the previous night's shenanigans concerning Nora's pile of giant pancakes. He had received an apology from Pyrrha for taking so long in obtaining Ren to fix the wall and the silent boy had also apologized for Nora's actions. Nora wasn't sorry for what she did, the pancakes looked and tasted amazing, even if some of them smelt like Yang and Ren. The apologizing doubled when Jaune explained the situation of his detention to them, which left a rather flustered knight to deal with all the attention of the class when his two teammates got on their knees and bowed before him to repent.

The boy continued to gaze at the door blankly as he thought. As much as Jaune wanted to, he couldn't skip past his detention. It may not have been his fault, and he didn't even get a chance to explain what had happened, but an Arc never goes back on their word and takes everything in stride. Besides, if he told the truth then Yang would've gotten into trouble instead, and he felt that was unfair even if it was technically correct.

Jaune slapped himself weakly. Now was not the time to be stalling. He had to accept what was coming to him for the actions he did not commit. Slowly reaching for the doorknob he flinched back when Goodwitch suddenly swung it open, nearly nailing him in the face in the process. "Ah, right on time Mr. Arc, you and Cardin will be accompanying me to the arena." Jaune stared at her in confusion. Why the arena? As if catching his blank stare the witch elaborated on her previous statement. "During a few instances in initiation and your rather short match with Ms Rose, you appeared to be less than adequate with your fighting skills. As such, you will be having a sparring match with Cardin here, who oh-so-kindly volunteered by ruining another student's workbook, to determine your battle prowess." Jaune mentally groaned, great, just great.

Quickly thinking of an excuse, the knight rubbed the back of his head sheepishly. "Sorry Miss Glynn- uh Goodwitch, but can we postpone the sparring match to another time? Maybe during a Combat Class?" He apologized. "I came here thinking that I would be able to do a less aura-taxing activity as I have something important to do that would require me to be at full aura capacity." The woman looked him over for a few moments, trying to search for any hints of lying. The great thing about being an author is that he can weave intricate, and believable, lies that can easily get him out of trouble. And writing books really helps one learn how to remember what they've told others in order not to contradict a previous statement.

Goodwitch nodded, "Alright then Mr Arc, we can continue this on Monday's lesson. However, you will need to prove to me that your skills are adequate enough to stay in my class. You may take your leave. As for you Mr Winchester, you will come with me to the library where you will rewrite all of the notes in that workbook until I am satisfied that it is neat and legible. Failure to make it so will result in you having to do it again." Jaune felt sorry for the young man but he probably brought it on himself. He frowned at the retreating figure of Glynda Goodwitch. Whether or not the strict teacher had believed him was yet to be revealed, but she did let him off the hook for now. Bidding his farewells to the witch and the poor leader of Team CRDL, he walked off to find someone to teach him how to fight properly. Or at least show him how to do a battle stance.

Jaune always found that meandering the halls of Beacon close to dusk was always relaxing. Unfortunately he had no time to be wandering aimlessly as he had something to do today because he would be occupied the entire weekend.
Casually strolling through the halls a rather breathtaking sight, well, took his breath away. An unequivocally beautiful woman was standing close to the edge of the roof as she gazed out to the surprisingly distant towers of Beacon. Her long, deep red hair was in stark contrast to that of the night sky, illuminated by the green glow of the remote towers before her. The clothes she wore were that of the Beacon uniform, showing the red haired beauty was a student of the school. He blushed a smidge when he saw how the clothes accentuated her voluptuous form, and hot dust those legs! The mysterious woman was facing away from him so her facial features were obscured from his view, but he noticed the golden tiara-like headpiece she wore along with the green trinkets on the golden chains that came off of it. Beautiful he thought to himself, nearly saying it out loud. Before he knew it, Jaune found himself slowly walking over to the girl, pen writing every detail against his will as he brought out his trusty pocket notebook; entranced by the alluring student.

From the way she was standing, the girl almost reminded him of- "Pyrrha?"

The girl jumped and turned around, revealing that she was indeed his partner. "Jaune? What brings you here?" The knight smiled his lady killer grin followed by a mock shocked look.

"Do I really need a reason to spend some time with my beautiful partner?" The tease went straight to the champion's heart as it soared. The girl blushed a similar shade to her dazzling hair. Oblivious to his partner's joy, Jaune realised that this was a perfect chance for someone to teach him how to stand properly whilst fighting. After all, Pyrrha had told him how to wield Crocea Mors during initiation and she did have a similar weapon. He nodded, "On a serious note though, I came for some tips on using Crocea Mors." The red haired beauty blinked confusedly.

"How did you know I'd be up here?"

Jaune shrugged, "Maybe I just unconsciously wandered over to you?" The girl's blush deepened. Sure it was cheesy, but she could tell he was sincere with his words. Most of them at least. The blond writer smiled sheepishly at her, "Either way, I'm here now and I can't see me being anywhere else." He really needed this training if he was to pass Goodwitch's upcoming assessment on his fighting skills.

"W-well, of-of course. I'd be happy to teach you Jaune." Alone, where no one can bother us, training together… and did I mention alone? She mentally swooned. Jaune grinned, unsuspecting of her inward cheering. He'd have to make it up to his partner somehow, but for now they would train.
Pyrrha nodded to herself. This is my chance to show Jaune my good points, she thought. Unknown to the champion, the writer had just observed quite a bit of her good points a few minutes prior. In great detail. She sighed, it had surprised her just how quickly she had fallen for the blond knight. In fact, she had never fallen in love before so she wasn't even sure if that was what she was feeling for him. All she knew was that she had felt something, and wanted to see it through.

Quickly smiling at her partner after a small pep talk to herself, she spoke. "So what would you like to know?" Queried the red beauty. Jaune laughed nervously.

"Well, for starters…"


Wow. This is twice now that I've turned what was originally one chapter into two. So, sorry but I might drone on for a bit with this A/N 'cause I have a bit to say.

Now for those who remember (It wasn't that long ago) I hadn't updated for three weeks when I said I wouldn't take more than two weeks to update. That was because I had something incredibly important to do. But now that I have done that I am open for the next two weeks to binge-write as much as I want. So as long as nothing else comes up expect at least four chapters over the next fortnight, not including this one!

Also, I'd just like to tell you wonderful readers out there just how much I adore you guys and gals for reading and enjoying this story of mine. I mean, five chapters and (as of now) 280 Followers and 209 Favourites? You guys are awesome!

This chapter was mostly filler, but slightly informational as it gave short descriptions of how everyone viewed Jaune as of present and how relations have grown slightly. It also outlines another one of Jaune's reasons for coming to Beacon and other small plot devices that I won't go into.
If you didn't notice these, or are just too lazy to go back and find them, I'll make a list of how everyone views Jaune at the moment if you ask nicely. Or guess
all the references correctly for this chapter.

For those who didn't realise, I have been dropping really subtle references to things since chapter 1. Some of them aren't even general Anime, Books, Games, Fan Drawings or Fanfics but actual trivia for RWBY.
For example, with this sentence in Chapter 2: Teammates
Nora shrugged, "it's hard to think up a name for her."
It was a reference to Monty who said on his Twitter:
Tidbit: Blake's name was the hardest to come up with. Belladonna was going to be her 1st name but didn't feel sharp enough for her character.
I don't just say I put references in for show. They may be so obscure that no one would be able to find them ever without being told, or so blatant that they're actually part of the story, but they're there nonetheless.

With that said, first person that can guess a certain reference to something gets a special mention by Jane Caur and everyone else gets a stack of Nora's giant pancakes!