AN: Not much to say besides that thi is fun to write.

On with the story.


"Sir please put the Device of Unknowable Effect down!" Stevens pleads with Jaune in the public square in Mistral.

"Why?! I must know what it does! Maybe it makes cheese! This is the perfect place to do so, the more test subjects the better!" Jaune screams and hoists the device in the air.

Jaune activates the device and the effect was spectacular. The device turns into a wheel of cheese.

"AHA! I was right Stevens, it is now the Cheese of Unknowable Effect!" Jaune yells triumphantly.

"Stevens eat this cheese." Jaune shoves the cheese into Stevens hands.

"Sir I'm lactose intolerant." Stevens sighs and the cheese disappears.

"Stevens I keep seeing you do stuff like that with things, how do you do that?" Winter asks calmly from behind Stevens.

"Oh that's my semblance, I can teleport items into my hands or somewhere I've been. Doesn't work on living beings though." Stevens explains.

"That sounds like it would be beyond useful with terrorist bombings." Winter says.

"It is more useful in Jaune's research. Believe it or not Jaune actually needs my semblance to retrieve items from whatever void he brings them from." Stevens says.

"What does that mean?" Winter asks.

"You see Season, my semblance lets my drag things from Parallel places and Stevens uses his semblance to retrieve them for me. How else would I have gotten Sir Pounce-a-little?" Jaune explains.

"But Stevens can't teleport living beings." Winter states.

"Sir Pounce-a-little isn't alive, but he isn't dead either. He is a primordial world shifter. Controls fate and such, but not the fate of the place he inhabits! Now he is my loyal kitty! When needed he turns into a Faunus!" Jaune happily states, Sir Pounce-a-little held in his amrs purring.

"When did the cat get here?" Winter asks Stevens.

"Sir Pounce-a-little does whatever Jaune wants, he is like an extension of Jaune's existence. It is easier to not ask questions about the cat, everything Jaune said was true. It also doesn't help that Pounce is so much smarter than all of us. He knows it too, little shit can speak." Stevens explains annoyed.

"I am better than you mortals." Sir Pounce-a-little speaks with a haughty tone.

"Hush kitty, no need to tell the people that you are better. They know." Jaune says as he rubs Pounce's head.

"Fine master, this is more fun anyways." Pounce speaks.

"His name isn't even Sir Pounce-a-little, he just likes Jaune's new name for him." Stevens says.

"What's his name?" Winter asks, curiosity killing her.

"Seventh Master of the God's Will." Pounce answers.

"It also goes by Abbadon. Little shit hates everything but Jaune, just like a real cat." Stevens complains.

"Oh there goes Pyrrha, a Parallel really loves her. From what he says I understand why. Oh Stevens, hire her for security." Jaune orders.

"All right sir but my I ask why?" Stevens writes down the order on his notepad.

"She is an undefeated fighter, she is loyal to a fault, and she can deal with my bullshit almost as easily as you can Stevens. That speaks more about her character than anything else." Jaune states.

"Which part?" Winter asks.

"Dealing with my shit Season." Jaune speaks.

" I can understand that, I can't deal with even the first thing you do." Winter says.

"Well then, tomorrow we have a new employee. Please don't make her stick the the roof sir." Stevens says.


AN: More of the crazy shit.

TheLastDarkovian- Thanks for that, and yes you are 3000% right. All the romance happens in a Parallel.