The Fall of Professor Arc
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Disclaimer and Dedication:
Dedicated to Coeur. Thanks for the stories, and the countless ideas. You've only yourself to blame, you know!
Disclaimer: I don't own RWBY. 'Professor Arc' in particular is the brainchild of Coeur. If you haven't read it already... why are you here?
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Jaune woke up in an unfamiliar bed, under an unfamiliar ceiling, with an unfamiliar pair of breasts leaning against him. Which is to say there was a female using his body as a makeshift pillow. Blonde hair, but not the sort in his family.
Jaune bolted awake up so fast he suffered whiplash- and thus a minor concussion.
Jaune hissed in pain as he gripped his head. The sleeper didn't seem to mind- or at least was composing herself and rubbing sleep out of her eye- until she looked at Jaune and a smile lit across her face.
"Jaune!" she exclaimed. "You're awake!" An impulsive hug followed, and Jaune was frozen. What was he supposed to do? What could he do? Preferably without being killed? A hand came up and froze behind her back, unsure of whether to pull her closer or not.
A rush of feet approached. The door to this private room was thrown open, and Jaune was glad that he hadn't pulled her closer because she very quickly adopted a prim and proper decorum before the door finished opening.
"Glynda!" The new arrival, a female canine faunus with brown dog-like ears, and dressed in a medical uniform to boot, called. "Is he-?" she began, even as she saw Jaune was, indeed, up.
"He is indeed, Kitsune-chan," Glynda answered, unable to hide a hint of relief in her voice. "I told you he would be fine."
Kitsune-chan snorted, but turned her attention to Jaune. "How are you feeling, Mr. Arc?" She asked. "Your body should be fine, but is there anything that still hurts?"
Jaune hid a wince and managed a smile. "Just my head, but everything else is fine. Thanks, Kitsune," he said politely.
She looked at him oddly. "Maybe I should take a closer look-" she began, and Jaune only smiled more for the kind doctor.
She didn't have a chance to say anything more as the door flew open, sending her stumbling. Through it came… no one, because four separate someone's were stuck in the attempt. Red, White, Yellow, Black… a mix-match of colours as four young girls tried to force their way through. Failing that, they fell to the ground.
None of them seemed to mind, as their faces went from on the floor to pointed at him, a spectrum of expressions of relief and… well, different sorts of relief as they saw him up and awake. As one, they all babbled incoherently.
"Jaune! I was so worried because I-"
"Professor Jaune! Are you alright? When we saw you-"
"Jaune! I swear I've kept up with your paperwork while you were out, it-"
"Teach, I am so sorry! I-"
The gaggle of girls let loose too many words to track, and Jaune was lost and confused. He looked to them, to Glynda, to Kitsune, and none of it made sense.
"I'm sorry," the sixteen-year-old boy began, "but who are all of you?"
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Author Note:
Dun dun du- aw, sod it. If it's not obvious yet, it will be blatantly clear tomorrow.
Spoiler alert- this is just over 17,000 words long (not including author notes/disclaimers). One of the reasons Coeur asked me to post this, rather than have it as a special update in the actual Professor Arc fic, was it's just too darn long for a single chapter. So... short chapters, post a day, because I'm special like that.