Weiss Schnee was annoyed.

Well, annoyed was a complete understatement to how she felt.

Weiss was on her way to class as she let out a sigh of irritation. For THE past three days, the heiress had to deal with a certain Jaune Arc's foolish attempts to court her. Again.

She didn't understand what sparked the boy's cowardly heart to pursue her again, even after the he stated that it would be best if they were just friends.

"Hpfm..." she grunted at the ridiculous idea. To be friends with Jaune - the coward who slithered his way to Beacon Academy? She would sooner lock herself in a freezer than to call that dork her friend. The only reason she associated with the Knight was because her dunce of a leader, Ruby Rose, was friends with him. Maybe if the foolish Arc got his act together and focused on what was in front of him, then maybe – just maybe, she would consider him an acquaintance.

She may be considered cold, but even Weiss needed her personal space when it came to the Arc.

As she approached Professor Port's class, she quickly noticed a scrawny blond idiot leaning against the wall.

"Great, I wonder how the idiot will humiliate himself this time..." Weiss muttered under her breath.

'This time – this time, I am going to win her heart!' Jaune thought to himself as he immediately identified his soon-to-be girlfriend. In his heart, the Knight knew that love would prevail in the end. So it was only a matter of time that he would eventually win over the Snow Angel's heart. Sure, the last 176 attempts to romance her ended up in failure – most of the time, Jaune would be sent to the academy's infirmary for treatment – but he wasn't going to let depression win this time; he was going to have Weiss fall for him!

"Arc, when are you going to get it through that dense skull of yours that I don't wa-"

"Good morning, my beautiful snow angel", he stated as he presented the heiress with a bouquet of roses, "I have a poem made just for you and your elegance. Ahem...um..."

. . . Monty, out of all times, he had to forget it now?

He quickly brought out his "cheat-sheet" as he started from the top.

"Roses are red

And violets are white

Something...Something...Something

Go out with me..."

"..." Weiss couldn't believe it, out of all the possible ways, the idiotic Arc somehow managed to butcher her view for the fine art of poetry. Seriously, who puts "...Something...Something...Something" in a love poem?!

"Well, Weiss? Did I finally melt that frozen heart of yours?" Jaune asked smugly, "I'll take that silence as a ye-"

The Heiress forcibly snatched the bundle of roses from the Knight's grip, and she threw them onto the ground. She repeatedly stepped on them, as a sign of brutal rejection, before she turned to Jaune and hissed, "And for your information, violets are blue, not white..."

She turned away and marched, angrily, into the classroom.

At this point, any normal guy would give up after witnessing such a cruel moment. Then again, any normal person would move on after the first attempt, but not Jaune. No, the Knight still possessed a fire raging inside of him – a fire yearning to spread until it consumed the whole world!

...

"And remember class, you all will be writing your test once the weekend is over!" Professor Port said as his students were leaving the classroom.

When it came to academics, Weiss made an effort to be one of the top students in the student population. She would always listen to the lectures, despite how boring most of them were, and take notes in class. But this time, she couldn't perform her usual ritual today. No matter how hard she tried, she couldn't keep up with Professor Port's story nor could she even write a single sentence in her notebook. And she had Jaune Arc to blame for that.

The blond had been popping up in her mind ever since the day he walked in on her during her shower. Thankfully, she made sure to beat the dork senseless until he had amnesia regarding that event. However, the memory still remained within her. It was a dreadful, and definitely the most humiliating moment in her life. Now she can't focus on anything since that memory always seems to appear before her, despite having it forced into the darkest corner in her mind.

"Weiss! Hey Weiss!" a voice called out from behind. She let out a sigh as the Knight caught up to her.

"What is it Jaune?" she hissed in an increasingly harsh tone.

"So...uh...you wanna' go see a movie tomorrow?" he scratched the back of his head at the idea.

"Sorry Jaune, I can't. We have a test on Grimm studies next week, and I need to study during the weekend. Not like you would know anything about academic achievement."

The blond flinched when he heard the last part, mostly because it was true. When it came to academics and grades, Jaune was at a complete lost at the subject. It wasn't his fault that there were so many words in the textbooks!

But during his inner reflection, the Arc came up with a brilliant idea regarding his love for the heiress.

"So what if I did better than you on this test? Would you go out on a date with me?!" he cried. He had realized it only until now. So far, he had only asked Weiss to become his lover, while offering little gifts of the sort, but he had never done anything to earn her approval. From what he knew, Weiss was an over-achiever, so if the Arc could prove the same results, she would definitely view him as a potential boyfriend.

However, a part of Weiss' mind snapped a bit from hearing such a preposterous offer, an offer coming from Jaune of all the people! Who does that dork think he is?! To think that Jaune, a failing student, would even dream that he could overcome the heiress in academics! Was he mad?!

"Ha, as if a failure like you COULD ever beat me! Alright fine, I'll play your little game...but if I win, which I will, then you'll stop chasing after me!" she mused as she walked away from him. Yes, this will be Weiss' (one-sided) revenge against the Knight for humiliating her. She would put him in his place and humiliate him in front the entire student body! Killing two Nevermores with one bullet – oh how glorious the sight would be!

Meanwhile, Jaune just stood there dumbfounded. It worked, for once, one of his plans worked! He let out a chuckle as he ran a hand over his hair. Now all he had left to do before he went on his date with the Snow Angel was to...

Oh God.

Jaune's face instantly paled a deathly white as he realized the mistake he just made. He had to get a higher score than Weiss. Weiss Schnee, an over-achiever, the girl who was one of the top students in Professor Port's class. The class where he was ranked the lowest when it came to grades, seriously even Cardin has a higher average than him!

How – just how in the name of Remnant was Jaune going to perform such a feat?! Even if he had all the time in the world, there was no way he could even get a C- if he studied by himself.

By himself...

And once again, the gears began to turn and the Arc realized a solution to his problem. If he was screwed studying alone, then he'd surely succeed it if he could have help from someone else! It had to be someone smart, someone he already knew and associated with.

Let's see here:

He couldn't ask his partner for help - she was already busy with helping him improve his sword play.

Nora was somewhere in Atlas, running amok with the sugar rush she had in the morning. And Ren was busy retrieving her partner.

Weiss was surely out of the question, she was the one he was against in this cold deal.

And Ruby and Yang don't seem to be the smartest of individuals. Granted, they were smarter than him, but not smart enough to compete with his beloved Snow Angel!

So that only left one last person he knew. One person who fit his criteria...

But would said person really help him? Jaune never really talked to her and the only thing that they had in common was that they each acknowledged each other's existence. She was his only way to salvation, and he wasn't going to let that slip from his grasp; not when he was so close now.

Confidently, he began to walk over to team RWBY's dorm in order to talk with the person that would help him ensure a date with Weiss.

"Blake Belladonna, you will help me, even if I have to resort to the lowest tactics to convince you!" he openly declared with his fist raised in the air.

(Somewhere in Atlas)

"TELL ME WHERE IT IS!" demanded a demonic voice.

"I-I don't know what you're talking about!" answered a beaten James Ironwood. There he was, an esteemed Atlas general, lying on the ground, broken and beaten. In front of him stood a demon shrouded in what he could determine to be aura – the darkest aura he had even felt. It single handedly put his base of operations into a mass hysteria – electrical power cut, armory destroyed, vehicles and soldiers demolished. He didn't stand a chance against a confrontation with the beast. "J-just what are you?! Who are you?!"

The demon laughed as it swung its flaming hammer into Ironwood's leg, effectively breaking it. It knelt down and looked at him face-to-face and whispered, "I am the Queen of the Castle. And you will give me all your candy!"

Meanwhile, Ren sighed as continued to search for his partner. He had to find her soon; after all, Nora did become "aggressive" if she had sugar. He wouldn't blame her though - it was his fault for not eating all of the candy three days ago.

Remember kids, too much sugar is bad for you.