Chapter 8: Adjusting and Explaining

Just cause I said this fic wouldn't be updated that often, doesn't mean I won't update it anyway with at least one filler. Hope I'll be decent at these. Enjoy… or don't. And if you don't, why have you read this far into the story?

"Well, that was a thing."

"…. Uh huh…"

"You know we're gonna do that again, right? Multiple times."

"….Uh huh…"

"You know for a guy who's done just about everything, you'd think you could process what just happened last night, and half an hour ago, much better."

"…Yeah… you'd think that, but, here we are."

Yang just smirked. She and Blake had just confessed to both having rather strong feelings for me last night. They then proceeded to tell me that I now belonged to both of them. And I brain-farted at first.

Don't get me wrong, I still participated in what just happened. But now it was starting to actually sink in. I have two girlfriends here, two beautiful girlfriends, at the same time, and both of them were aware. Encouraged it even.

'This will take getting used to.'

"Well, I'm hungry. Is there anything I can snack on right now?"

Yang was the only one awake right now. Blake was still in the bed, snuggled up against me. She'd probably wake up soon. Or she'd sleep in. We had a free day today, so we didn't have to worry about classes. Or other students catching onto… what we… just… did…

Oh, crap. I hated gossip. I hated gossip about me. Yang probably would laugh it off. Blake would be mostly indifferent. But me? What if the others found out?

What if Ruby found out?

Oh, and I know she'll find out. My dorm is right next to hers and the girls. I sound-proofed the walls after the Comatose incident, but they'd figure out what was going on behind closed doors if they saw Blake and Yang coming in here more often at night.

"Hello? Remnant to Duncan? I'm talking to you."

"Yeah, there's a fridge right there. I actually eat here most of the time instead of in the cafeteria anyway."

"Thanks."

Blake was starting to stir. "Hey." I said.

"Hey." She said, tiredly smiling. Then she noticed Yang. "We really just did that, didn't we?"

"Yep."

"Well, I knew what I was getting into. I'm not backing out now."

"You don't look the type to do that anyway." I leaned in to kiss her real quick, but…

"What the hell!?"

Yang's mind just registered the contents of my fridge.

"What is all this? There's actual good food in here! Not the crap we get from the cafeteria! Eggs, pancake batter, steak, seafood, ice cream, cake, etc. Where do you get all this stuff?"

"I can do whatever I want Yang. If I want to make good food appear out of thin air? I'll do it."

"Seafood?" Blake asked. That got her attention. And she slowly got out of the bed to see if it was true.

It was. I've got a massive preference for seafood. Lobster, shrimp, salmon, that kind of thing. Ruby has said Blake really likes tuna. I'm pretty sure she'll like the different kinds of fish I have in there.

"You do realize we're eating here from now on, right?" Yang asked me.

"Of course you are."

"Why do you have all this stuff anyway? Doesn't it clash with that whole wandering Samurai thing you try to give yourself?"

"I like having stuff. So I have stuff. I like good food. So I eat good food. Get the picture? I can't get fat anyway, no matter how much I eat."

"I know we're sleeping together now and everything, but I kinda hate you when you tell me stuff like that."

"What? Don't tell me you're obsessed over not getting fat! If you're that scared, I can just make it so that you'll keep your figure no matter how much you eat." They both turned their heads at that. 'Oh, what have I just done?'

"You, you mean you're telling me, that you can just make it, that we can never get fat? That we can keep eating from this fridge, and not gain a single bit of excess weight?"

"Uh, yeah? Absolute power over reality, remember?" I hesitantly said.

They got a little twinkle in their eyes. Oh I know that look, I definitely know that look. They were wearing it last night right before they tag-teamed me.

"Heh-heh-heh. Oh, would you look at the time?" I said, pointing at a nonexistent watch. Then I high-tailed it out of there, just as they lunged at me.

"You have to come back here sometime~!" Came Yang's sing song voice as I reached the end of the hallway. "You can't avoid us forever~."

I could try. For a little bit. Just long enough to relax without using my body in numerous ways to do so.

Thank the stars I still had clothes on. I would be in so much trouble if anyone caught me in my birthday suit. I decided the library was a good place to go. Nice, quiet, maybe read a good book real quick. Before Blake gets here with a similar mind set.

I saw Jaune and Ren at one of the tables. I figured it'd be nice to just sit down and talk for a little while. They noticed me walking over. Specifically my attire.

"Any particular reason you're still in your pajamas? In the library?" Ren asked.

"Oh, this?" I laughed. "Tsk, no real reason. Why would I need a reason? There's no reason. Why do you ask questions? There is absolutely no"-

"Duncan!" Jaune said. "Take a deep breath."

I did so. "What's new with you guys? I asked, trying to avoid the subject.

"Nothing much, life can be rather boring here. You've seen the stuff we go through daily."

Jaune had a point. For a school that teaches kids how to hunt monsters, there was a lot of normal school things in this place. Very similar classes too. Just the added bonus of ones that teach us how to kill Grimm thrown in the mix.

"Now, why are you in your pajamas?" Ren asked again. I sighed.

"I was in a special… situation, last night. I accidentally said something I probably shouldn't have let slip this morning, so I had to leave my room in a hurry."

"What did you let slip?"

"I might, might, be able to… make it so girls can't get fat." I mumbled at the end.

They still heard that, though. "Are you freaking kidding me?" Jaune said. "You're already powerful enough. If any girl catches wind of that, every guy in existence will likely hate you. And we all know Blake and Yang like you- It was them that found out, wasn't it?" I reluctantly nodded.

"Yep."

"Wait a minute." Ren said. "You said you had to flee from your room? What were Blake and Yang doing in your room?" I didn't say anything.

I could see the gears in their heads working as the realization came to them. 'Me and my big mouth. Why am I not in control of myself right now?! I've never been this bad at handling secrets ever since I was, in high school. I'm acting more like I was back in high school. Prefect, just perfect!'

Ruby and Weiss picked that time to enter the library. 'It keeps getting better and better!' I sarcastically thought.

"Hey, Duncan." Ruby said. "Do you know where Yang and Blake"-

"No, I don't! Gotta go!"

You know what it's like to go to extreme measures to avoid people for a little while. A guy like me can do some crazy things when he wants to. Crawling on the ceiling like Spider-Man to avoid detection from my new girlfriends was one of those thing.

"Spider-Man, Spider-Man. Does whatever a spider can. Is he scared? Yes, he is. Of his two, girlfriends. Look out~ somebody save me!" I quietly sang.

"Be sure not to track dirt up there, if you can."

I looked down to see Ozpin, coffee mug in hand.

"Sorry, just needed some personal space."

"While I can understand that on most days, I need to talk to you." I dropped down.

"What's wrong?"

"Last night. When you and Ms. Belladonna came back."

"You were there at the docks." I didn't ask. I knew he was there.

"I was. I also know you were the one who killed Torchwick."

"I'm sorry, but what he was doing was wrong and I knew he would have killed us all given the chance. I also knew he had plans to attack Beacon soon. I don't think I've stopped that from happening, but I've slowed it down. I'm sorry, I let myself get angry at some things he said and lost control of myself for a bit. It won't happen again."

"I'm not judging you. I know Roman was a bad man right up until he died. While the plan to attack Beacon was something I had expected a little, I had no idea you knew this. Where did you learn that?"

"I've been keeping tabs on him." I lied. "Not enough to figure out what exactly it is he was planning, but enough to know this place would be attacked soon. I also know he was working with someone named Cinder Falls, though she was the one running the operation for the most part. Still is, most likely."

"I'd suspected as much."

"Anything I should know, sir?"

"Not yet. You've become involved, I won't deny that. But I'll feel better telling you what I know once I've got more information on what's going on. When I know that, I'll tell you."

"Fair enough." And he walked away, drinking his coffee on the way to wherever it was he was going.

'Good. Now that that's out of the way, I can focus on more important things. Such as'-

"Oh, Duncan. I found you."

The fact that Yang is right behind me.

Her arms were already around me and she said, "You, me, and Blake have some things we need to really discuss right now." Then she pulled me through the surprisingly empty hallways, right back to my room.

After giving them the whole 'you will never get fat' thing, the rest of our time went by rather quietly.

"You know, something's been bugging me." Yang said. "When you explained to us what you were last night, you mentioned 'improving the stories that you so adored,' right? Does that mean our lives are just a story back where you come from?" Blake wanted to know this too.

"We perceived it as such. An internet show called RWBY. Now before you get any notion that your lives are meaningless, let me explain. When a story like that is being showed to us, it is real. My world, however, is only able to perceive it as fictional. You are all very real."

"However, destiny plays a larger role in your lives. What we are allowed to see in the show, are scripted events. They serve a purpose. Everything that we don't see, is yours. You are in control of yourselves. Yes, the story whenever it is made is it being made in my home reality. That means there are people there that sound like you. That's thanks to the 'creators' of these stories."

"When someone thinks up a story like RWBY, they are actually being given insight in the multiverse. What they see as their own imagination, is more like prophecy. When others see these stories and imagine their own ways that they expect it to end or add new things, that's creating a new reality."

"Those people are making new realities where destiny plays a larger role in most cases. And there are thousands of new realities like those being made at all times."

"Now, sometimes people accidently, or purposefully, get themselves into these worlds. These are Multiversers, or what I like to call 'The Misplaced,' however they aren't aware most of the time. Their power will be locked away unless they somehow discover it. Sometimes, they get bits and pieces of it, which cause them to subconsciously change reality around them, like bringing in people from other realities or giving themselves powers."

"However, just because I just altered you, doesn't mean you can become a Multiverser. You and every other Yang and Blake, are all in 'scripted' realities. Only people from 'non-scripted' realities can become Multiversers. We can empower those who are scripted, temporarily or otherwise, but I try to avoid that."

"Why?" Blake asked.

"You have enough most of the time. I try to teach you and others like you how to better yourselves, physically and mentally."

"Speaking of mental, that whole multiple lives at once thing? How does that work?" Yang asked.

"Think of it as similar to split personality disorder. All these other live are me, and I am them. We exist all the same time, we are always aware of each other. We'll each have more profound quirks then another might have, but we all possess the same mind set. They each do their own thing, the way that I would if I was in their position. And they can do so without damaging the way all things are."

"Eventually, we hope that there will be no more boundaries between realities. That we can all interact with one another, see our heroes, our inspirations, our 'creations.' It will be a long process, though. New realities are always being created. It will take a long time before that dream will happen. It's the endgame of the Multiverse, I believe. I know it has an endgame for that, but I don't have the privilege of knowing yet. I will one day."

"Does that answer everything you were going to ask?"

"You told us a lot more than what we were expecting." Blake said.

"It's not like we said give us an oral essay. We just wanted to know if we were 'real' or not. But, yeah. I think that covers just about all we wanted to know." Yang told me. "Now, I want to give this whole 'never get fat' thing a test run. And you're going to give us a three course meal to prove it. If it doesn't work, you better be ready to help us get rid of it. And if it does work… We'll still probably do what I had in mind to work it all off anyway."

"You kind of doomed yourself when you mentioned this whole thing in the morning. When you showed her the fridge, actually." Blake told me.

I sighed. "Well, I better get cooking." Why is it whenever a guy like me ends up in a new reality, he ends up hooking up with one or more very beautiful women from that reality? Then, they own him. I don't understand why that is always the case.

Does anyone know why that is always the case?!

Okay. Now this fic won't be receiving updates until volume 2. I hope this chapter was comical. The initial idea just got stuck in my head and I couldn't get it out! I just had to write it! I hope you enjoyed it, and that the Whole Multiverse/Multiverser explanation cleared up any confusion and added some decent background info. Tell me what you think!