Well, you knew I couldn't do a oneshot series without throwing a bit of Arkos into the mix! This one ended up being longer than I had originally planned. Enjoy!

Pyrrha walked through the halls of the Arc house with a smile on her face. Pictures of the family hung on every wall and each corner had some sort of miniature tree or sprig of holly or something festive to brighten the area. Her stomach was full from yet another homecooked meal from Mrs. Arc, she was nice and warm in the gold and red sweater Jaune's grandmother had made for her (Each member of Team JNPR had gotten one.), and Nora and Ren were fast asleep on the sofa downstairs. There was an overall feeling of contentment in the air, which was a welcome relief after the stress of the previous semester.

The sound of footsteps caused her to turn around. "Oh, hello Mr. Arc."

Jaune and his father looked very much alike, except for the fact that Mr. Arc's eyes were a darker shade of blue and there were clear signs of his age on his slightly-wrinkled face. Their smiles, however, were exactly the same. "Hey, Pyrrha. Not getting lost, are you?" he asked with a grin.

"No, sir. Jaune's helping put the girls to bed, so I thought I'd look around a little. If that's okay, I mean."

"By all means. And just stick with Mr. Arc, kay? 'Sir' makes me feel like a stuffy old man," Jaune's father chuckled. "I hope your friends aren't blowing anything up downstairs."

Pyrrha let out a laugh. "For once, no. They're asleep, last I checked." She nodded in the direction of the living room.

"Good to know. Well, feel free to look around. There's still cookies and cocoa in the kitchen if you get hungry. Jaune will likely be done soon. Night, Pyrrha." Mr. Arc started toward his room.

"Goodnight. And thank you again for letting us stay over break."

Jaune's father waved a hand dismissively. "Oh, it's no trouble. We got plenty of room, and I wasn't about to let my son's team sit at Beacon eating cafeteria food over the holidays!"

The door closed and Pyrrha decided to walk back toward the kitchen. Some cocoa actually sounded pretty nice. She paused outside one of the rooms, however, when she heard a familiar voice inside.

"And then Professor Goodwitch started walking toward the crater. She didn't even run or look at the Grimm as they charged her. She just flung them out of the way like that!" Jaune made a swooshing noise, obviously trying to imitate the sound of Professor Goodwitch's weapon.

"Wow!" The voice of Jenny, Jaune's seven-year-old sister, rang out. "She's the one with the riding crop, right?"

"That's right. Anyway, she walked up to the crater and lifted the rocks, filling it in. Meanwhile, Coco was using her minigun on a bunch of Nevermores." There was a pause as Jaune did a very bad impression of Coco's weapon.

"And you were slicing up Ursai!"

"Sure was. Hey, how come I'm telling you the story? You already know it by heart at this point."

"Yeah, but I like hearing you tell it. I like the part when Nora hits the King Taijitu in the face!"

Jaune laughed. "That was pretty awesome. But it's time to go to sleep. Unless you want Nora to eat all the pancakes tomorrow morning."

"She won't. I challenged her to a pancake eating contest!"

"Huh." There was a definite note of nervousness in Jaune's voice. "Is that right?"

"Yep!"

"Well…we'll see what happens in the morning. Night, Jenny."

"Goodnight, Jaune. I love you!" Jenny replied.

"Love you too, kiddo." Footsteps started approaching the door.

Pyrrha quickly tried to will the fond smile from her face. She hadn't thought it possible to love Jaune any more than she already did, but seeing how sweet he was with his little sisters just served to increase her affections tenfold. She managed to change her expression to a more regular smile by the time the door opened and Jaune emerged, sporting the blue and yellow sweater his grandmother had made.

Jaune started slightly when he saw Pyrrha. "Oh. Hey, Pyrrha." An embarrassed grin came to his face. "Were you listening to my amazing storytelling skills just now?"

"Just the ending," Pyrrha replied with a light chuckle. "I hope you didn't leave out the part when I skewered those Beowolves."

"Heh. At this point, Jenny's convinced that you skewered twenty, all at the same time." Jaune shook his head. "Also, she's decided that Nora used a King Taijitu's corpse to strangle a Death Stalker."

"My goodness. I knew we were skilled, but not that skilled," Pyrrha said with an amused smile, glancing at the door.

"Is that Pyrrha? Hi, Pyrrha!" Jenny's voice called from inside the room.

"Hello, Jenny."

"Go to sleep, runt," Jaune said affectionately before looking at Pyrrha. "Let's head downstairs, so we don't wake anyone up." As they started down the hall toward the stairs, he glanced once more over his shoulder at his sisters' rooms. "You know, I'm trying to figure out which of you three has become the favorite at this point. My sisters idolize you guys."

"Well, practically all of them have a crush on Ren," Pyrrha pointed out. "And Nora is always willing to roughhouse with them."

"Or have pancake eating contests," Jaune muttered.

"Maybe we should vacate the house for that one."

"You read my mind." Jaune shook his head at the thought of what that much syrup would do to both Nora and Jenny. "Well, let's not forget the great Pyrrha Nikos. I think they've all decided that they want to be you when they grow up." They reached the bottom of the stairs and walked toward the kitchen.

Pyrrha blushed. "Well, being famous does get admirers, I suppose."

Jaune rolled his eyes as he turned on the burner that had the pot of cocoa on it. "It's not just the being famous part, and you know it. You're just awesome overall!"

Pyrrha's cheeks darkened and her smile widened a little. "Thank you." She went to select some cookies from the opposite counter, hoping that her face would be a regular shade by the time she turned around.

The two prepared their snacks before going into the living room, where the fire was still going. Ren and Nora were fast asleep on the couch, Nora cuddled against Ren's chest while Ren had one arm draped over her midsection. They were both wearing their new sweaters (green and magenta for Ren, and various shades of pink for Nora). Jaune smiled at the adorable scene and paused to pull the blankets over their shoulders before joining Pyrrha in the giant armchair in front of the fireplace.

The chair was easily big enough for two people, if those two people didn't mind sitting right against each other, courtesy of the mushy cushions and pillows. Over the past few nights, Jaune and Pyrrha had found themselves drawn to the armchair and more than once ended up falling asleep together there (only to be woken up in the morning by Jaune's sisters singing "Jaune and Pyrrha sitting in a tree!")

That night, however, Jaune really didn't care what his sisters would do. He was tired and between the warmth of the cocoa, the fire, and Pyrrha as she snuggled shyly against his side, he was rapidly drifting toward sleep. He barely managed to finish his cookies and cocoa and place the plate and mug on the table before slumping back against the pillows. Letting out a yawn, he wrapped an arm around Pyrrha's shoulders to draw her closer.

Pyrrha quickly finished her cocoa and put the mug to the side before gladly nestling closer to Jaune, slipping an arm around his middle as she rested her head on his chest. She could hear his heart beating through his warm, soft sweater while Nora and Ren's quiet breathing sounded from the sofa, mingling with the crackling of the fireplace. She honestly couldn't remember feeling happier.

She looked up at his nearly-asleep face. Perhaps, by the end of break, she'd be able to build up the nerve to move those extra few inches to touch a kiss to his cheek. "Goodnight, Jaune."

Jaune didn't open his eyes as he replied. He just rested his head on top of hers with a happy sigh. "Night, Pyrrha."

I have a headcanon that Pyrrha's home life likely isn't super familial and that her parents likely played a role in her pedestal status. That, combined with the fact that Nora and Ren are orphans, gave me the image of Jaune's parents essentially adopting all of them. I also headcanon this for Team RWBY with Taiyang. This was fun to write and I may write more fics involving Team JNPR and the Arc family in the future. Peace out until tomorrow!