Restoring the Family Honor
Chapter 10; Cross-over that Write Themselves
The real reason Jaune never trained to be a hunter is that he was busy fighting the temptation to be a playboy. It's Jaune vs. Harem. AU, Some crack.
Disclaimer; I don't own RWBY and this is total AU. Enjoy the ride, check author's note at the end for concerns, and kindly leave a review.
This is told primarily from Jaune's perspective, and he is not the most reliable narrator. Other perspectives will likely be equally unreliable. Honnestly, I just enjoy screwing with your minds, it's more fun for me this way.
On with the story.
-In Media Res-
Roy Mustang, the Flame Huntsman. The only faunus in Vale's military high command. Famed for wiping out a group of human supremacists that wanted to reignite the violence of the Faunus Rebellion. He was a man of contradictions, praised as a genius by some, a madman by others, but most people who see him on the street think him a fool. Men considered him a playboy in the making, women wanted to know if he lived up to his namesake, and his underlings were loyal to the extreme. Half the council of Vale saw him as an answer to their faunus problems, while the other half saw him as part of the problem. There were hundreds of views and identities that he could put on and take off at a moment's notice. But there was one identity that he secretly carried along with him always: he was also a member of the White Fang. And for Blake, that was a problem.
"This… THIS is our inside man in Vale?! The man that Adam claimed as his only equal?" Blake sat dumbfounded as the man posed her Jaune with a bitch faunus. "Two highly trained operatives show up for a meeting and the first thing he thinks to do is take some pictures." No, she wasn't just mad that a random dog was used for the shoot rather than JAUNE'S ACTUAL PARTER! And the fact that it would take days for the dog smell to wash off of Jaune. And the fact that she was right in front of a man who surely recognized her as Adam's partner. And the fact that she was somehow talked into wearing a tiny miniskirt and Jaune wasn't even looking at her.
"Perfect! Now hold her up and we'll get a shot angled from below."
Jaune blinked in confusion. "But she's wearing a skirt. If I hold her up-
"No, it's perfect, Hawkeye, take the shot."
The woman sighed but put her finger on the button. "Colonel, I almost wish you meant that the usual way…" A flash of light covered the area.
-Rewind; Morning after the Date with Velvet-
Suddenly waking up as a faunus was not something that Jaune ever expected to happen to him, but he quickly found that he was unnervingly fine with the whole situation. Sure he wasn't a racist, but suddenly waking up to find that your race had changed overnight should have thrown him off at least a little. Maybe it was just the different hormones.
"Okay, go through the facts, what are the real differences between humans and faunus. The faunus certainly aren't animals, but their instincts and urges are far stronger and subject to easy manipulation. That might be a problem, what are rabbits known to do? They run fast and… multiply like rabbits… Well that desire is hardly going to be different than normal, stupid hormones. What else? The animal additions are extremely sensitive, both a plus and a minus. The extra senses and night vision should be really helpful, but damage and overstimulation can cripple them. I can defend against those attacks with aura, but faunus tend to have less usable aura since more is used in support of their bodies… What else is there… Oh yeah, faunus girls go into heat once a month, and faunus men turn into psychotic stalkers if their crushes aren't returned… They totally made those last two up, right?"
Something shifted against his chest. It was only then that Jaune noticed he wasn't alone in bed. "Damn, I must really be out of it. I should have been able to notice someone climbing into bed even if I was knocked out."
He cracked one eye open and was greeted by a pair of adorable cat ears which his lower head really though would look better twitching in ecstasy. He tried to scoot away before he did something stupid.
But Blake couldn't allow that, now could she?
Ribbons lashed out and pulled him tighter to his captor. Blake ran one hand over his chest as the other found her page. "Good Morning Partner," The excitement in her voice made him shiver. "It's Saturday, and I have you booked for the whole weekend. We're going to start with volume three, page 134, and work our way up to infiltrating the White Fang's operation, and finish with a Private room and some sushi served special style."
His new ears twitched. "Blake… I don't even know where to begin… Wait, actually, yes. I veto your idea of page 134 entirely; I didn't actually enjoy it the first time, and I'm not going to pretend again. If we're doing anything it's got to be 369. And you're going to need to define special style; which one of us has to lay down while the other eats? And finally, if we're going to infiltrate anything, I'm going dressed as a normal person, no fetishistic wear for me; you look better in it anyway. And I said all the out loud, didn't I? Huh… being a faunus apparently dampens your brain to mouth filter. I guess they were right about some things."
Blake let a lewd smile split her lips. She brought her lips to Jaune's new ears and blew. The shiver that went down his spine was all the consent that she needed.
-Room Javlineers-
Ruby glared at the comic book page. The last page to be precise. The last page of last week's issue. Why didn't she have this week's issue, you may ask? Obviously because her partner and team leader couldn't keep himself out of trouble long enough to go with her down to Vale to get it. Ruby had been putting off the trip all week just so she could spend some time with her friend. But that changed now! She had a whole team of friends, and they were all going to enjoy some time together, Jaune or no!
She threw the comic book and struck a dramatic pose. "Everyone! As assistant team leader, I declare that we're all going to have a team bonding exercise in Vale!"
Nora bounced up to answer the call. "ooh! Is this going to end up like last night? I want to make more of those bottles explode!"
Rin quickly moved an arm to calm his partner. "Nora, we aren't allowed to leave Beacon until we clean up the mess you made in the cafeteria, and the auditorium, and the training room. Furthermore, Goodwitch is picking us up in five minutes to clean her office. We'll have to sit this one out."
Hestia spoke up for the huddle of the six Arc sisters present. "All of us are going to be busy, so no go on the party. Jaune woke up, and the catgirl has him for the first weekend. I drew the short straw so I'm stuck keeping an eye on them, Navy has to run the ship to Vale, and everyone else has got lessons to plan."
Ruby's smile had already turned to a frown as she turned to Pyrrha. The champion had snapped to attention at the idea of Jaune and Blake on a date, but quickly blushed and hid behind one of Blake's books when she felt the reaper's eyes on her. A small shake of the champions head left Ruby down to
Before Ruby even had a chance to ask, Weiss was already in her face with a refusal. "I refuse, and you aren't dragging my partner out either! I'm already behind my schedule with all of the noise you were making last night, and can't afford to waste time on something so silly and childish-"
Yang's hand quickly silenced the Heiress. "Don't mind her Ruby, we wouldn't miss it for the world! And I've already made it my mission to teach the little Weiss Princess how to have fun, so no way is she backing out! We'll have enough fun for everyone, right?"
Ruby brightened up and hugged her sister. "Yeah! We'll go read comics, eat cookies, and visit that Milk Bar you talked about! What was it called again? Junior's?"
Yang glanced around and laughed nervously. Weiss had somehow developed an even more disapproving look after hearing that bit of news. "Yeah, about that Sis… Um… They don't open until night so we can't go! How sad! We'll just have to go somewhere else! So let's get going!" The blonde dragged the other two girls out of the room before anyone else latched onto the name and informed Ruby of where her Sister had really been spending her time. Her little sister did not any ideas from anything even remotely involved with those kinds of places.
Hestia waved the three girls off. "You go on ahead. I'll call Navy and let her know to get the ship ready. I'll be right after ya." Once the door closed, Hestia returned to the huddle. "And we're sure he hasn't figured anything out yet? He must suspect something with him turning into a faunus and all."
Cherri casually waved off her concern. "He should be far too busy dealing with the Belladonna and controlling his new hormones to spend the necessary time to ponder what caused his transformation. And until the week is out, he will continue to be extra sensitive to distractions of a physical or carnal nature, so I propose that we all take the opportunity to strengthen the links we have with him. Since it'll be his first time as a faunus we'll start him out with only the Belladonna for the weekend, then two of us when he gets back Sunday, and at least four Each day of the week to keep the edge off. With that we should be able to keep him under our control and override any attempts to steal him away. There's nothing to be nervous about."
Hestia's wings flapped in agitation. "I just have a bad feeling about something. What about tomorrow? Is everything prepared to prevent withdrawal? Cream took the blood samples while he was out, right?"
Cream glanced around to make sure no one was paying attention before leaning closer and pulling two things. The first was a bent needle, the second a glass bottle. "So I've got bad news and good news. Bad news is that Bunny wished really hard that nothing could hurt Jaune, and that apparently includes needles. Good news is I was able to do the next best thing and milk out some bottles of sweat. We'll need to sip it throughout the day but so long as no one gets greedy-"
Cream's explanation was cut short by Nora crashing into the circle and snatching the bottle from Cream. "Ha Ha! I knew you were hiding more of this tasty soda! I already drank all of the stuff in the fridge and I just can't stop!"
The sisters stared in a combination of shock and horror as Nora chugged the last bottle of "Arc Reserve." As an Irate Glynda floated away the hyperactive ginger, the reality of what happened began to set in.
"We're not going to be able to hide the addiction, are we?"
Hestia stood up and stumbled out of the door in a daze. "Gotta get Jaune… Gotta get Jaune before it gets bad…"
-Bullhead Dock-
Navy was dreaming.
She liked to dream. All of her dreams, good or bad, always had one thing in common; she could still walk.
As if summoned by the thought, the scene flashed in front of her again. Her, another no-name orphan girl taken in by the Arc family, was going to go meet the Arc heir.
Sure, it wasn't because she was invited, but she was confidant that once she got there it would be love at first sight with Prince Arc.
A girl can always dream.
But where other girls only dreamed, she was putting hers into action! A stroke of luck led to her overhearing the latest combination for the gate at the Arc manor, which left the forest road to the manor as the only obstacle. She was a strong thirteen year old and she had her aura unlocked. It didn't help.
It started out with the sound. She heard the clashing of steel on bone and rushed forward to help whoever was being attacked. The scene revealed itself as she rounded a corner. A prince in shining white armor fighting an Ursa. The two were almost evenly matched, both sporting a few painful cuts.
She reached for her weapon, and only then did she realize she left the dorm without it.
The grimm batted aside the distracted boy and charged its new target.
She was barely able to turn around before the beast brought her to the ground and began laying into her back with vicious strikes. It was only a matter of seconds before her aura broke.
In the dream her screams were silent.
Before the pain made her black out, she could still remember her prince crying over her wounded body. He saved her at the last second…
As the dream continued, more and more events flashed to the front of her mind; hearing the news that she would never walk again, her attempts at recovery, Jaune holding her up as he danced with her, her single undying wish to be able to MOVE!
It could be said that her semblance granted her wish, in a way, but not the way she wanted. The gods truly did have a sense of humor…
The sound of knocking pulled Navy from her sleep. "Fell asleep at the workbench again… just need that final breakthrough on the synthetic nerves and it'll be done…" Whoever was at the door knocked again, louder and faster this time. How long had they been knocking?
A button opened the door as she worked at wheeling herself around to face her visitors. "Good Morning!" Any traces of her mood had been wiped form her voice. For whatever reason, people just didn't feel safe if they knew their pilot was tired and stressed, as well as crippled.
Hestia took up most of the doorway, but she could see three other students behind her. "Jaune's in Vale on a weekend date with the cat and we don't have any reserves."
The gravity of the situation quickly struck her stronger than any coffee. "This could be a disaster. Do we know their date plans?"
Ruby fidgeted awkwardly in the background. "Umm, why is it so bad that Jaune's going to be gone for the weekend?"
"Nothing you need to worry about!" Both of the Arc sisters replied together in a way that told everyone that they should definitely be worrying. "We'll take care of it before it becomes a problem!" Their tone was saying that they didn't think they would.
Hestia took a deep breath to calm down before continuing. "Look, you all secretly snuck in some time to make out with our no-longer sleeping beauty last night, right?" Yang nodded proudly, Ruby shyly, and Weiss's blush combined with her vehement denial showed that she did. "Then you'll be fine for the day. If we don't find Jaune today, then It'll be a problem and I'll warn you."
The three students had to question just what they had gotten themselves into.
-Vale, Date-
"Okay, seriously Blake? You didn't have any plan to actually find the White Fang, did you?"
The look on Blake's face could almost be considered embarrassed. "These things take time. You can't just shout that your being mistreated for being a faunus and expect them to show up. You need to know a guy who knows a guy, who will give you a message in code that will lead you to an empty warehouse, where you'll find the second clue which will lead you to a guy in a back alley, who you'll need to give the password, which will take you to a hidden hanger where you'll need to show your dedication to the cause, so you can advance to the second warehouse where we'll pretend to launch a police raid to see if they surrender or fight, and only if they prove themselves there will they be allowed to join the real assemblies of the White Fang."
"Yeah, that might be a cool device for a story, but no group in the history of ever has actually tried something that stupid. They'd never have any members. So, know what? I'm gunna try your first idea. HELP! I'M BEING OPPRESSED FOR BEING A FAUNUS! OH, HELP ME WHITE FANG!"
Blake sent him a cold glare as a group of police uniforms approached them. The look quickly changed when she realized that the people in the uniforms were faunus. It changed again when one of the group picked both of them up and began carrying them under his arms.
"THIS METHOD OF RESCUING THE OPPRESSED HAS BEEN PASSED DOWN THE ARMSTRONG LINE FOR GENERATIONS!"
Blake internally groaned. "Of course he would get picked up by THEM! This is going to painful but at least we're in."
-On the Bullhead-
Weiss, Yang Ruby and Hestia all sat in awkward silence as Navy argued with the air traffic controller in the CCT. Eventually it became too much for Yang. "So… Hestia… Do you like hot wings?"
The dragon faunus turned her attention to the blonde brawler. "Was that just a joke, or was it a roundabout way of asking for my life's story?"
Weiss tried to cut it off become it got started. "That won't be necessary, we can imagine based on your sister's tale last night."
"I was born in a cold log cabin on a Schnee Mining site."
"Didn't you hear what I said, your story, while I'm sure it will be very tragic and touching, is not necessary."
"No one there was happy so the Grimm were a constant problem. The Schnees would never hire a huntsman for a mere outpost of a mine, and everyone who lived there was too poor to hire anyone themselves."
"We really don't need-"
Yang interrupted her partner's interruption. "Shh. I want to know where this is going."
"we had to make do with a squad of security guards, before that was cut to four, then to two, then to one, before we were left to fend for ourselves. The overseer of the mine came up with the idea of the Culling Sacrifice. One person would be locked in a vault out in the woods. We'd fill it with as much dust as we could spare, then the person would be left to starve and attract as many Grimm as possible. They are supposed to hold for as long as possible and activate the dust at the last moment to burn as many monsters as possible into so much smoke."
Yang gave a whistle of appreciation. "That's hardcore. Bet Lady Killer found that hot."
Hestia slammed her fist into the side of the bullhead. "It was execution! The first "sacrifice" was my father, the leader of the faunus in the camp. The mine manager came up with that idea right after he found my dad radioing the White Fang for support and supplies. I was the second when I protested. The bastard sure was surprised when my semblance manifested and let me absorb the fire."
Weiss cried out again, desperate to salvage at least a shred of respect for the company her father ruined. "The whole of the SDC cannot be held responsible for the corrupt actions of one mine manage! I'm certain that if this were brought to light he would be suitably punished."
Hestia chuckled grimly. "He was punished… by the White Fang. The group that came wasn't interested in helping us, they just cared about getting back at the humans. They herded the human workers into the mines and tried to collapse it on them, completely ignoring the face that the faunus needed to work those mines to live too, and topped it off by killing my mother when she objected. Her scales were all under her clothes, so they thought she was human; Therefore she deserved to die. Then Jaune arrived. Was there to save Cherri and Cream, but he made time for us. He showed more care for me than anyone outside of my family had shown my whole life. Of course I took Jirai's offer to join the Arcs."
Weiss seethed in rage. "Another one? Did he go around looking for girls to seduce?"
Hestia gave her a blank look. "Seriously? You haven't figured it out? Jirai didn't make us Arcs for no reason. So stop; think. You know his semblance, surely you heard the rumors about his parents, and then you add in seven beautiful girls with the same last name, what do you get?"
Yang was the one who answered, "Wait, you were supposed to be his harem? I thought that just sort of happened after Jirai told you about his semblance."
"The Arcs run an orphanage already, why would he choose to specially adopt seven girls if all he was going to do was make them playmates for the Arc heir? He could have easily just made us tutors or let him stay in the dorms. No, we're his brides too, at least we will be when the Arc Rings are finally recovered."
Brushing off the ending Weiss focused on the most important fact. "So he's been knowingly cheating on me this whole time?"
Hestia threw up her hands. "He's not yours! He didn't even realize that we were supposed to be his harem! He was the one who created the idea that we were supposed to be his sisters and once he told everyone that, well, we aren't technically married yet without the rings and saying that he was wrong would make him seem stupid and would open the doors for anyone who thought that they could fool him! Jirai tried to correct him when he first introduced us as his brides, but apparently Jaune didn't get the sarcasm."
Navy let out a scandalized gasp from the cockpit, as if someone told her that her puppy from ten years ago didn't actually go to life on a farm but was actually dead. "That was sarcasm?! I thought that tone was his 'of course, stupid' voice!" As every stared at her she felt the need to defend herself. "Well, they're very similar, aren't they? Both of them have that condescending edge. Wait, does that mean he was being sarcastic when he told me it was a good idea to try to walk through Grimm infested woods without a weapon? Are faunus really exactly the same as humans except in the ways that they aren't? Is hand-holding really the most lewd and depraved thing a couple can do? I don't know anymore, everything I know is wrong!"
"…Just… How? … No… let's… land and try to find Jaune. He'll make everything make sense again."
As the group fell into a befuddled silence, Ruby piped to add to the confusion. "So would dragon-slayer be a better fit for Jaune with Yang, with Hestia, or the three of them together?"
-Blake-
The feline faunus was starting to believe the old adage about black cats and bad luck. Here she sat in front of one of the few people that could send her back to Adam, and she didn't even have the benefit of her favorite blonde at her side. No, she had to put up with an obnoxious monkey faunus stalker that made her sick every time he tried to flirt with her. "Why am I here again?"
Mustang was smirking at her distress. The bastard. "This stowaway claimed to be with you."
Her stomach recoiled at the thought. "I have literally never seen him before, and I honestly think that's rather racist of him, thinking that I'll be on his side after he broke the law just because I'm also a faunus. Shameful really."
The monkey just had to voice his disappointment. "Come on, don't be like that. I just didn't want to lose track of you while I was detained so I told them you were with me so I'd be able to follow you until you acknowledged me. That's not weird at all!"
Both Roy and Blake spoke at one. "Yes, it is."
-Jaune-
"So, you're telling me there's a five hundred thousand Lien betting pool going on for what Mustang's faunus trait is? How does that even work? Do you get anything for discovering what it is?" Jaune waved at the diagram slash betting chart that took up one of the walls in the office. The diagram was crudely drawn and was supposed to represent the Colonel with people adding what faunus traits they thought he had as the mystery went unsolved.
Havoc, a lion faunus with nasty claws, took a look at the chart and let out a long suffering sigh. "Yeah, Hugh started that when he was drunk and everyone just kind of joined in. A lot of my past girlfriends came in and cast their vote while giggling at their choice. We'd always break up soon after that."
Jaune took a closer look and noted the long list of female names under the arrow pointed to Mustang's crotch. "How much is the buy-in, I think I have it figured out."
Fuery piped up. "That's amazing! We've all been guessing since Hawkeye won't tell us and everyone's too scared to ask him directly."
Jaune bathed in the atmosphere. "Is this what it feels like to have guy friends and hang out? Feels cool. Maybe I'll sneak on down to Vale more often to hang out…" "Yeah, when he and Hawkeye were escorting me, I noticed that there was a small bulge in his shirt at the small of his back. Combine that with the straight razor I saw in the trash in his office, and I place my bet on his having a horse's tail that he keeps trimmed."
Fuery and Havoc looked at each other and muttered at the unfairness of their boss having his faunus trait so easy to hide. Then the moment of male camaraderie was broken by the sound of the door doing the same. "SUCH PASSION! SUCH SKILLFULL OBSERVATION!" The giant frame of Alex Armstrong entered the room and tore his shirt in passion and began to leak MANLY TEARS. "YOU TRULY EXEMPLIFY THE TRAITS THAT WE WISH THE GROW THROUGHOUT THE WHOLE WORLD!"
Jaune took a moment to consider what sort of faunus the man was. "Maybe a walrus? He has a mustace…" "I'm touched, but why are you here?"
The large man calmed down and grabbed another shirt from a locker in the room to redress himself. "Mustang will meet you in the large, conveniently empty warehouse next door. He said he had the perfect idea of what to do with you."
"Well that sounds ominous…"
-White Fang Warehouse-
"Permission to speak freely, Colonel?"
"Permission granted."
"I don't know why you're doing this Roy. It's incredibly risky; If Adam catches wind of you withholding information about the Belladonna, he'll let out your secret and your position in vale will be compromised. Furthermore, are you even certain that this Arc is actually the heir? Many of the children that come from their orphanage take a derived last name after all."
Roy looked off into the distance, recalling a memory. "Hawkeye, there's a saying that was passed down from the days of the great war. There are multiple variations, but the one that struck me the most was; 'If you ever come against an Arc with a harem, you're on the wrong side. Save yourself the humiliation, scatter your men, send over your women, and castrate yourself with a silver spoon.' I've already made my choice to oppose the new ordering of the White Fang, I'm not going to turn back now that the power to topple it is within my grasp. Now, who do you think we should have pose with him for the pictures? I think a dog faunus would be ideal, how about you?"
Hawkeye refused to comment.
-Vale-
"WHERE ARE THEY!?" The four girls had been searching Vale all day to no avail. No one seemed to remember seeing a blonde bunny boy walking around no matter where they went or who they asked. They thought they found a lead when they heard of the police chasing a blonde faunus, but were soon disappointed to learn that it was a monkey, not a rabbit. And now, as the sun began to set, they were nearly at their wits' end. Hestia grabbed her hand to stop it from trembling. "Where are they? Did something happen? Did we push him too far and now he ran away?"
Yang squashed similar thoughts rising in her head and placed a hand on the dragon's shoulder. "I think it's time you told us why this search is so desperate."
Hestia pushed back her tears of distress and frustration. "You've been feeling good the last few days, right? Pleasant buzz tingling away from your head down to your crotch? That's Jaune's semblance feeding you. However, once you get a taste of that pleasure, you don't give it up easily. Addiction and withdrawal aren't exactly the best descriptors, but it gives you the idea. If Jaune were with us, our souls would push us to renew the link, but since we can't do that when he isn't here… what happens when you give a starving man a buffet then try to take it away from him? Civility doesn't exist in the face desperation, and absence only makes the heart more possessive."
The girls stood frozen in shock, each of them contemplating it in her own way. Eventually Yang raised her voice, "Let's keep looking, there's one more place that I want to ask. You're in Luck Ruby, we're going to Junior's."
-Jaune-
The Arc heir collapsed onto his bed too exhausted to even care about Blake's possessive cuddling to his side. He had spent the entire day getting introduced to Mustang's crew and their fighting styles under the supervision of the "Human type Faunus" Armstrong. The Colonel obviously knew something and had some kind of plan, but what it was, the blonde didn't know yet. He almost wished that the monkey faunus would have stuck around, but the guards shooed him away to hang out in some sleazy sounding bar.
His own yawn reminded him that he still had to make an appearance at the docks for some event at midnight. As he fell asleep, he really hoped that Blake had a plan for why she was doing this, because it really wasn't working out to be a great date.
Almost as soon as his eyes shut, Jaune felt something open them. As he took in his new surroundings, he could help but feel that he had been here before, even though everything was unfamiliar.
"So, how was your first day as a bunny boy? I told you it would happen, didn't I?"
Jaune rolled to his feet and faced the Narrator. "So what? Is this just something to make my life more interesting because you got bored?"
The man waved off the accusation. "No, it's much deeper than that. I needed to show a bit more of the power of your semblance, as well as add a twist to some of the overdone scenes. This really is all for your benefit."
"Thanks? I don't feel that way, but sure."
"Oh, don't worry, I'll probably cut it short from the week that's the maximum, but the important thing is how it affects your development. Once your team-mates and sisters come meet you, their hearts all the fonder for your short absence, you won't be able to resist them, and you'll fall further under their sway. This will leave you feeling frustrated at your apparent backslide in ability and desperate for someone who can help you achieve your dream… And I'll give her to you. From there, the climax can already be seen."
"I'm slightly worried now. Can't I just do more interesting things and avoid all of that?"
"'Life is a long path/ illumed by the sun. In front is shadow/ behind is the soul. The shadow reaches/ where the body blocks. Your choices differ/ Where darkness falls.' What do you think? I fell into a well while I was writing this, it was deep."
"Yeah, I don't get it and there wasn't really a meter to that, so I'll pass."
The Author gave a harrumph. "Fine, be that way, I guess I'll have to give my foreshadowing the boring way. Just remember that soul, aura, and semblance are more closely tied than most people think. Now then, enjoy your night at the docks."
A sudden terror seized Jaune as he awoke. He would have to make a very important decision tonight, he could feel it in his bones…
Chapter 10 done! I can see the ending! This story is within five chapters of finishing! But yeah, Jaune is going to get more serious leading to the finale. I'm going to peel back some of the comedic layers, have more action, and f-ing dance through the events of cannon. This story has a defined path and it must walk it before it can enjoy its harem.
In other news, yes I'm evil leaving you with a cliffhanger like that, but it's going to be such a huge turning point from cannon that I want to be able to explore it in full next chapter.
Also, WOW, this is at ten (official) chapters already? When I came up with this idea, it was going to be a goofy little story that didn't go anywhere. Now it has hype and is building for a climactic ending!
