I'm not going to pretend that I wrote this out of the goodness of my slightly deranged heart, because I didn't. I was bored one day and I thought to myself; that would be funny! So I did it, and now, the whole plot's going to blow up in my face because I will never be able to not do this scene. I'll try my best to fit it into my current canon, but it's mostly just an omake, a word that I had never heard before joining this fandom.

Anyway~ I know that a lot of people dislike me because my updates are sporadic at best, but there's a saying; the squeaky wheel gets the oil. It means, if you complain, or, you know, say anything, then I'll be more likely to update, because I do this for more than just the LULZ, I also do it to find the affirmation that my parents never gave me, so please, help out a poor shrinking head and show me love. Please! If you can't show me love, prove to me that you exist, pretty please...

I woke up.

It sucked. Ren used up most of the hot water

Pyrrha's giving me that weird stare again, thinking that I'm doing homework, but unfortunately, I have no idea how I'd do any homework that I would actually have.

He's not doing his homework, is he? Pyrrha thought to herself.

Anyway, I think that having this Percy guy around will be good for our group. So far, my only male friends are Ren and Yatsuhashi, and they barely talk. Percy's really nice though, so that's a plus. I haven't actually talked to him much, but he did apologize after that whole initiation thing, even though it wasn't his fault.

I think I'll go talk to him some more after this "study session", maybe he likes comic books, or maybe he's one of those cool guys...all, suave ladies' men and stuff. That'd suck, but maybe he could help me talk to Weiss. Oh well, only one way to find out.

"Hey Pyrrha, I'm gonna take a break and see how Percy's doing with his training, you wanna tag along?" Pyrrha smiled brightly stood up,smoothing her skirt before nodding.

"That sounds grand!" Her smiled dimmed a bit as her eyes cast downward for a mere moment before returning to meet Jaune's own gaze. The entire moment was caught by Jaune's strangely unoblivous gaze and his own smile faltered too. The silence thickened. "Shall we?"

The silence reigned for a few minutes more as they walked, mysteriously not passing anyone in a school normally bustling with action. The silence thickened, it was like trying to swim in milk; not impossible, but not easy either. "So, umm…" Jaune began, but he stopped again as he came up devoid of topics of conversation. "This rarely happens, I swear, usually I can come up with something anytime…" Jaune trailed off and a mischievous voice spoke up from behind.

"Sure~ that's what they all say, but the statistics show that one in five men~." An eerily recognizable voice joked from behind. For the last few weeks, ever since Percy showed up, that stupid voice had been pestering him. He was ready to strangle the nonentity if only he knew what the hell a nonentity was. "A nonentity is a being that exists solely because it doesn't exist."

Really? Jaune thought to himself, squinting warily.

"I don't know, it just sounded cool." The voice was snickering not only at its own comment, but also Jaune's nonplussed reaction. As they entered the arena, the pair stopped, both of them feeling horrible, like they had just lost a year off of their lives'. Jaune for having to deal with the annoying chick in his head, and Pyrrha because she could do nothing but fret the entire time they were walking to the classroom, trying to think of some way to tell Jaune that she was in love with him, and she wanted nothing more than for him to look at her the way he did Weiss...or at least that's the cleanest way I could put it. In reality, her thoughts ran more along the lines of: I want you to force me into one of these classrooms, tear off all of my clothes, and take me on the desk until I see stars and can't walk straight. Then tomorrow we can alternate positions and I can handcuff you to your bed and ride you like a wild stallion until neither of us remembers our own names because we've been moaning each other's names for so long.

Oh lord, she's worse than Blake…

"So, training seems to be going well." Jaune said sarcastically. Percy was sprawled across the ground, his hand cut up and bloody but still clutching his sword, he would never let it go. "An oath to keep with a final breath."

Percy was on his feet in mere moments, his eyes darkening into a harsh forest green as his sword spun end over end to embed itself inches from Jaune's head. He was a mere nanosecond behind his blade, grabbing it with practiced ease and dislodging it with a swift jolt, startling Jaune as a voice that wasn't quite his hissed: "Where did you hear that?"

"To Storm or Fire the world must fall" Jaune's eyes glowed a bright green as he spoke and as he breathed out, noxious looking green mist erupted from his nose. "I am Delphi, and I send greetings from the akashic clock-"

"Next time, just send a fruit basket." Percy growled, his sword dangerously close to Jaune's throat, but the voice continued unfazed.

"I have come to return something- Single Choice shall end his days-" Jaune twitched sporadically before his toxic green gaze returned to Perseus. "Something old, something new, something borrowed, something blue."

Jaune's eyes changed back into their original azure hue and Percy took a step back, his hands shaking. Jaune then looked around and frowned. "What the Hades? Wha- you're- how?"

Percy eyed Jaune nervously and Jaune returned his gaze with one of befuddlement. "What happened Jaune?" Pyrrha asked, placing her hand on his shoulder.

Jaune responded by looking at Pyrrha and asking sharply. "Who's Jaune?" Pyrrha gestured at him and he shook his head. "I'm Percy. Percy Jackson."

The warrior formerly known as Jaune looked down at himself and frowned, patting himself down and then looking over to the body that Percy Jackson tended to inhabit and said simply. "Fuck me."

I had planned on it. Pyrrha thought idly to herself.