This chapter was given to you by the glorious head of []! While I had to change some ideas, these two were the only ones given to me, Please don't hate me []-Sama! I didn't mean to change what you had to intended but NeoxJaunexEmerald didn't flow with how the story was centered… Because BlakexJaune is my favorite ship of all time, right next to Arkos and Flaming Knight… Yeah… Okay… I'm just going to let you guys read this…

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Emerald and Neo were having an arm wrestling match. It was obvious from how the two interacted that they were good friends, close even. But that was soon to be shot down as Neo slammed Emerald's arm into the steel table they were using. Neo smiled and jumped up on the table, doing her little victory dance as Emerald pouted.

Neo laughed and mocked at Emerald silently, it wasn't known that Neo could talk and she loved to keep it that way because it was hilarious when people found out that she could. Emerald was one such example as she flipped the older woman along with the table to the ground. Causing chaos and general mayhem as the two bickered and fought over who really won the match.

People just passed by the two ignoring the pair as they fought and caused loud noise. Blake was passing by and noticed the two, her cat ears twitching as they were bothered by the noise. Blake decided to stop the sound they were making and stepped in.

"Excuse me."

Neo and Emerald ignored her.

"A-HEM!"

Neo and Emerald as well as everyone else ignored her.

"EXCUSE ME!"

Neo and Emerald alongside of everyone else looked at Blake now.

"Can you two… Oh… It's you two" Blake's eyes narrowed as she stared at the two bumbling buffoons in front of her. Then the light of recognition seemed to light up in her amber eyes.

They seem… rather familiar… Ah!

Blake looked around and saw a nearby squad car. She wandered over there and knocked on the window.

While this happened Emerald and Neo looked confused as they weren't causing that much commotion were they?

Anyho~ The two continued their little spat, completely unaware that a police officer was approaching them carrying two pairs of handcuffs just for them.

*CLICK*

"EH?"

*CLICK*

"...!"

The officer looked at Blake and tipped his cap to her and walked back to his car. Afterall, one does not simply put two random strangers who just so happened to be fighting and causing chaos in handcuffs without proper justification. And… Blake just so happened to be the Headmistress of Beacon.

"Now… You two will come with me." Blake gestured a "follow me or else". Forcing the duo to follow the faunus Headmistress back to Beacon Academy.

Headmaster's Office

Jaune sighed and signed. Sighed and signed again. And again… And again… And once more for good measure. But the mountains of paperwork that Ozpin left behind, that smug bastard, was really a daunting task that took up most of his time. Other than the speech a few days ago, Jaune didn't leave his office much. Having to read and review and sign hundreds of papers every hour was taxing on the Headmaster. Even with Ruby, her sister, and snow angel coming by to say speak and his team coming by to try to sort through the mountains if only to reduce the amount of duplicates that were scattered haphazardly through the mountains.

Even Pyrrha had difficulty trying to cheer up the now solemn Headmaster. It would be fun, Ozpin said. It would be easy, he said. Nothing to worry about, Ozpin repeated. It will be fine~, Glynda added.

At least Jaune had Blake to help him out of his slump but even she was out right now.

And what the hell was this paper talking about?! Something about withholding Beacon's Coffee supply if there wasn't some cute male hunters sent over to "take care" of a old lady?! Sounds like sexual harassment to him, but…. Coffee! He sighed and signed the paper and added it to the small stack of completed papers. Good luck boys… Your Headmaster needs some good coffee to keep him sane!

Beacon's Interview Room

"So… What's the point of arresting us by the way?" Emerald ask, since her 'partner-in-crime' refused to talk.

"Just wanted to talk to you two after wiping the floor with your asses the last time we met." Blake said, with a small grin on her face.

Emerald and Neo glared at the cat-woman. Emerald opened her mouth to say something but Blake cut her off.

"And to offer you an alternative that's much better helping in soup kitchens with perverted old men."

Emerald and Neo sat up a bit straighter at this. Something better than having their ridiculously short work skirts being flipped up or looked under every day? Emerald was about to say "Yes" but Neo held up her hand and gestured to Blake to explain what was she going to offer.

"Well. How would you two like to be the new Headmaster's secretaries until your public service hours are done as well as serving as your probation officer until that period ends as well. And we both know that having Beacon offer to take you is a much better alternative to what may await you after being released."

Emerald and Neo quickly huddled together with Emerald nodding or shaking her head to whatever Neo was doing underneath their huddle. The two split up and faced Blake with determined faces.

"We accept your offer."

Blake smiled, evilly on the inside. And shook both their hands. She was laughing evilly, on the inside. Everything was going to plan.

Headmaster's Office (One day later)

A team composed of mostly males stared at the two extremely beautiful secretaries sitting in front of the now walled off entrance of the Headmaster's office. One was minty haired, dark-skinned, and had the most amazing red eyes. The other was a Pink-Brown haired, small but stacked and had mesmerizing eyes that changed colors if stared at long enough. The two things that were similar between them was their desks and the amount of papers they were going through. Though their clothes were also similar, Blake had allowed the pair change it up to suit their personal tastes.

The Pink-Brown haired secretary looked up from her work and noticed the team standing in front of them. She picked up a stress ball and threw it at the minty haired secretary, who at the impact of the stress ball looked up and noticed the students.

Emerald cleared her throat and politely asked "Do you have any business with Mr. Arc?"

The only girl amongst the teens arrayed in front of them, spoke up.

"Yeah… We were asked to come here by Headmistress Belladonna."

Emerald nodded and stood up and knocked the doors that lead into the office.

A male voice called back from inside, "Come in!" though it sounded a lot like "coming". Huh, whatever.

Emerald nodded to the students and continued to attend to the matter at hand. How many fucking duplicates of this one old lady's request were there? Since Jaune had already dealt with this matter he had instructed Emerald and Neo just to make sure there weren't any duplicates of requests, and to burn/tear apart any duplicates they did come across.

Which was many, but luckily they had a direct access chute leading to Beacon's giant Forge into which they dumped hundreds of the Duplicate Requests in. The Blacksmith working at Beacon always did ask for more fuel and igniting materials for the megalodon of a Forge that Beacon had.

It was always nice that the Blacksmith would send up various delicious snacks and baked goods he makes down in the Forge in his freetime. This was a very beneficial relationship that the two had struck up with the Blacksmith that they never met. Other than that his name was "Masamune" and that Cinder had somehow stopped all her plans when meeting said person on the Battlefield. It seemed that the Blacksmith and Cinder had gotten married and that the Blacksmith had used his name to clear Cinder's.

Now that couple already had two sets of twins to look after, one male and the other female. Both inherited the best parts of their parents, indomitable strength and peerless intelligence. Both sets of twins wanting to follow and train under their parents to become the top of their class as hunters and huntresses, that is when they get older.

The students trickled into the room and they saw the Headmaster sitting at his desk, his lower body completely concealed by his desk. His signature mug now resting in his hands. His face straight with a slight blush. And Headmistress Blake was no-where to be seen.

Jaune set down his mug with a "Hau~" and looked at his students. Heh, "his students" when did he become a sentimental father.

"Now… Where do we begin." Jaune began, he let out a small grunt as he shuffled around with some papers strewn about on his desk. His students looked at him confused at what he was doing. But Jaune did not need to explain. Simply that he was the Headmaster and they were not, that and he drank a heavy draft of his coffee. He let the silence carry on for a few more seconds, as his flushed face began to redden even more.

It wasn't until the only girl in the group stepped forward and said, "Sir. While I respect the choice of you making me leader. I find it highly illogical that you did it anyway. Any of these guys are much better than me. In fact, I am willing to step down if you would allow me. And let the group approved leader step up."

Jaune merely smiled surprising the group of teens as he stated "And that is why you were chose. You put yourself in the position of your teammates. While I find it amusing that you would believe that you were unsuited for the task of leading your team. I disagree with you stepping down. It is a Leader's job to care for their teammates first and themselves second. But… If you feel that you still cannot lead your team then you and your teammates run the risk of being sent back home, for we simply do not have the manpower to find you anymore free hunter and huntresses-in-training that will be willing to fill in the gap."

The team looked confused at first, then eventually they understood what Jaune had said and nodded. Jaune nodded and flinched, but not noticeably.

They nodded their thanks and left.

Jaune looked under his desk and looked directly at the yellow glow staring back at him. He smiled and said "You did good under there."

He rolled back his chair as to allow more movement. And to let anyone who was hiding underneath his desk to come out.

But instead he got on his knees.

"Now come out you. There's no need to hide underneath there."

He reached underneath and pulled out…

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…. A foot massager.

Hah! I did it! I wrote this while very, very, very tired! But I dids it! Now lemme go to bed okey? Okey!

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