"Oh, come on, Arc! Don't be such a Corprol Dick-Von-Ass-Hat!"

Eli scowled to himself, feeling an emotional stab as those words followed him down the hall. He wasn't entirely angry with Uzziah, but he still found himself ready to pounce on the blonde and smack him around a bit.

'Hard-ass' was far from the right word to use to describe the older Arc; They HAD just destroyed a classroom completely, and he hadn't completely NOT dismissed the entire thing, just sorta under reacted to it.

"More like 'unable to make a decision on his own'..." Eli groaned, kicking an invisible speck of nothing on the floor. "And a jerk who can't leave mom out of the conversation- "

It must have been hard for Jaune to have to put aside the parent factor of their relationship and treat Eli as a student, rather than a son. Eli knew this, but he had talked in length with his father about it before he started at Beacon, which was nearly three months ago. All-in-all, he felt that they had kept things on a professional, nothing-like-you type relationship, except for times like this where Jaune absolutely DRAGGED out the 'mom' factor into every punishment involving-

"Elijah," Eli stopped in his tracks, his gaze settling on the floor. "Go talk to him…"

"Huh?" the redhead glanced up, his teammates slowly coming into view, "Oh...it was just Joan...She isn't wrong though-"

With a loud groan, Eli redirected himself, walking back to his father's office.


"I know, Nora, I'm the one who gave them the detention." Jaune groaned at the icon on his scroll, letting his hand rest on his forehead to stay propped up.

"So YOU were the one with the pancakes!?" He would have simply hung up at this point without so much as an explanation, except there was a knock at the door not drawn his attention upward.

"Nora, I'll have to call you later- Headmaster stuff and what not-." Jaune tried his best to be heard over the woman's mumbling, though he knew she probably wasn't paying attention anyway.

"Traitors!" Nora exclaimed, just as Jaune hit the end button and slipped his scroll back onto the desk, "Come in."

"Hey, dad…" Eli's eyes were casted to the floor, memorizing the four coffee stains on the otherwise flawless carpet of the office.

Ozpin would have a fit if he were to see this...

"Elijah- son- come in!" Jaune slowly reclined in his chair, tenting his fingers. "What can I do for you, kiddo?"

Eli took a few more steps, though he stopped before the desk in front of him, tapping his nails against the oak surface. It was after school hours- but he WAS still a student with a pending detention… How to act?

"Dad...Look, I'm sorry we-."

Jaune held up his hand, prompting the child to go silent very fast, "Eli, it's okay, you kids were just training- or something close to it..."

"I- hold on- wait, what?" Eli looked up to see his father's face relax, going from the headmaster of Beacon- to just his old dad.

"We busted a few things during our time at Beacon. Heck, we nearly drove Professor Oobleck to insanity." Jaune went on, sitting up a little straighter.

"Further insanity, you mean?" Eli asked, causing the older man to smile brightly.

"Yeah… Good times..." Jaune laughed, shaking his head slowly. "Anyway- Don't beat yourself up about it, buddy."

"I'm not-" Eli began, stopping went Jaune's face change from humor to confusion.

"Wait- I thought you came to talk about how guil-" He stopped himself with a quick wave of both hands. "Eh, nevermind."

There he goes- being undecided again!

"I just- remember three months ago when I said I wanted you to treat me like a regular student?" Eli allowed himself to sit, folding his hands in his lap.

"Yes…?" Jaune presses a little.

"I just- I know you miss her, but could you just cool it with the whole 'your mother' thing?" Eli finally bit out. "Please?"

"Y-your mother? R-right- your mother, she was a great student…" For a moment, Jaune's face falls.

"What!? Are you even listening?" Eli gasped, a little harsher than intended.

"Hey! Cut it with that tone, young man." Jaune demanded, going from dad Arc to Headmaster Arc in a split second.

"Ugh! You always do that too!" Eli groaned loudly, slapping his face angrily. "I don't know how to act around you sometimes!"

"What are you talking about?" Jaune frowned softly, "I always do what?"

"You act like my headmaster, but then you drag mom into things,which is kind of a dad thing, and- It makes things really hard on me... " Eli sighed, his head sinking onto his chest.

"Eli…"

"I know I'm your son, but I want to be more than 'Corporal Dick-Von-Ass-Hat Jr' here at Beacon…" Eli muttered.

"I don't get it-" Jaune began, only to quickly stand and walk over to his son's side. "So- you want me to stop talking about your mom?"

"Yes- no- I mean, I just want you to treat me like one of the students. Just a face in the crowd… maybe get more than a detention every once in awhile?" Eli offered, shrugging his shoulders. "Just while I'm at school, you know?"

Jaune studied his only child closely, but then smiled warmly and began to laugh a little. With a quick ruffle of his son's hair, it seemed that they were finally on the same page.

"So, you just want me to kick you around a bit more during school?" Jaune asked. "No more 'Mr. Nice Guy', just straight up 'General Dick-Von-Asshole?'"

"Von-Ass-Hat." Eli corrected, smiling a little. "And I guess-"

"Then get your butt to detention! You're half an hour late!" Jaune suddenly exclaimed in mock rage, gesturing boldly to the door.

"You got it, Headmaster Arc!" Eli laughed, springing from his chair, only to get pulled into a warm hug by the headmaster.

"I'll let you off with a warning this time, but this is the last time." Jaune cracked up, ruffling his son's hair again before sending him on his way.