{Author Notes}
And you all thought I was kidding yesterday. Today is the new chapter where we try to begin a somewhat slower chapter.
"Daaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa…"
"Uhhh." The father recognized that sound as he came back to consciousness from his sweet, sweet slumber.
It had been a long day of helping out friends, work, his wife's work, his family, some politics, and pretty much anything under the sun, so when he came home, the first thing he did was fall into the couch and not get up.
Oh, sleep, you rival all the great loves of his life such as his spouse, his family, and his children—
"aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa…"
Speaking of the love of his life, you would think that over two years of trying to teach his pride and joy how to walk and talk would not result in a father wishing that their child would shut up and stay still.
"aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa…"
But here it is, his hard work now biting him in the butt.
"Jared… Jared… what?" He mumbled weakly as he turned to the three year old with amazing lungs.
"aad." The rather energetic kid finished. "Hi."
It was times like these that the father wondered if a certain orange haired friend of theirs somehow tampered his lovemaking with his wife. Then again, he and his significant other probably would not have noticed since they were very—
"Son, you're father is tired, just let him rest OK?" Good, he's nodding. He would have shed a tear of pride if he wasn't so exhausted.
Now back to the wonderful world of sleep.
"…Daaaaaaaaaaaaaa…"
Oh why does he have to be three years old? "Son. What did I just say?"
"aad. …To let you rest," The young child answered as he blinked more times possible in that small sentence.
"Yes, so why did you call me?"
The son tilted his head slightly as he looked confused. "I thought you were resting, so I wanted to ask you something!"
Alright fine, that might have been a poor choice of words for the father now that he thought about it. He probably should have said sleep—which he really should be doing right now before the other love of his life gets home and notices their hyperactive son out from his bed and then forces him to put him to sleep without considering his well being. (And knowing that he would do it because he loves them all so much.)
Curse his boundless compassion. "So son, what do you need?" He sadly sat up.
The toddler pointed out the window. "What's that?"
The father followed the tiny hands out towards the window. Surprisingly, his child was pointing at the moon.
"That's the moon, son."
"Mooonn." He drawled on that new word he learned.
"Yeah it's the moon." Now time to go back to sleep.
"Why is it in the sky?"
Oh no, of all his times for his son to get curious about the world and do the dreaded, 'More than Twenty Questions' why was it now? "Son, please, I'm tired. I'll tell you about it tomorrow morning."
"But it won't be there in the morning!" The child sounded worried, as if the moon wouldn't come back up like it has every night previously in his young life.
"Alright, fine." Kindness and comfort beat selfishness and tiredness barely. Oh he hated when they won out. "Just one question alright? One question and I promise I'll tell you about the moon tomorrow."
The child looked down for a second, thinking as hard as his toddler brain filled with toys and rainbows could.
The boy seemingly hit with realization, looked back up to his tired father with excited eyes and asked him a very very innocent, but important question.
"Is it possible to go up there?"
Who knew such a small question defined everything later on?
"STOP!"
"AAHH—Chronos!?" Jaune yelled back in fear after Chornos suddenly reappeared in front of him.
The mysterious older brother pointed dramatically to the blonde student. "I just forgot something important! Jaune, what are you going to say to the others!?" He cried out much like man who had realized he had just made a huge mistake. This was really cutting down on his mysterious vibe a while ago.
"Well I… I… wow… umm the truth?" Now that he thought about it, how was he going to explain what happened to him?
Chronos folded his arms. "OK, how are you going to tell the truth when you don't fully know it?"
Oh that was a good point. "Why don't you tell me that?"
Even with the hood on, he felt the brother's eyes roll. "If I tell you now, you'll only get more confused. I need you all to at least learn Resh's secret before I can explain what in blazes is going on."
"What is his secret?"
"He definitely not gay that's for sure."
"Hey!"
Chronos sighed. "Look, if you want to explain what really happened, I'm not stopping you, but then you'll clue everyone towards Resh if you mention his weapon being over 100 years old. Your friends might start to suspect him if you do that."
Huh, if they all started to get more suspicious of Resh wouldn't he be more isolated because he can't allow himself to tell his secret? Resh was obviously tight lipped about it, and that guy was kind of an egotistic and stubborn jerk. He probably wouldn't say the secret if his life depended on it. But not many others would understand that. "Wait, how did you know Resh's weapon is over a hundred years old?"
"Because that robot like guy, Zordon? He was the one who made it around 90 years ago."
"Wait he made it!? But how did Resh get it!?"
"His dad gave it to him." Choronos spoke out before shaking his head. "Look I can't tell you any more than that. And I don't want you to go back into that school and just tell anyone about what happened to you without considering the consequences."
"Well what happened to me today was… unbelievable… I sure as heck don't know what happened to me."
"Alright then in that case, let me create a story for you. You were going back in town to see if you could get the weapon fixed but then you ran into me and I told you I could fix it. It took this long to get fix it, and you couldn't leave cause you forgot your wallet and scroll. That sound fair?" The older man explained.
"Do you think they'll believe that?"
"Well it's the most normal one and it's not all false." The hooded figure explained.
"Why all this secrecy in the first place? Seriously, the more I think about it, the more questions I have. I still don't know why Team ETHR kidnapped me and why Pyrrha—oh gosh wait. Is she in on this?"
The purple hooded figure seemed very startled "Pyrrha? Wait, what do you mean… crap! Bloody Butterflies!"
"I'm sorry what? Butterflies?" Jaune repeated in confusion. How were things becoming more confusing as time went on.
The purple figure paced around worryingly. "Oh for the love of! … Damit I have no choice. You know Resh's doctor, Helsing correct?"
"Yeah?"
"He's my friend; talk to him about Pyrrha. I asked him to watch over Resh, so if you have question, he might answer some."
The blonde knight's eye shot up. "That scraggy doctor knows what's going on?"
"If things are really bad, he'll tell you what you need to know, but it is important that you and Resh discuss this." Chronos seemed rather ticked. "Bloody heck this never happened the last time. It's deviating too much…"
"Deviating?" Jaune caught that word.
At that point Chronos removed his hood, revealing to the student that he looked like an older version of Resh with a scar over his right eye. It was amazing how much they looked alike besides the age gap. But in Chronos' red eyes… there was some kind of tiredness or weariness in them. "Jaune, I want you to know something. What I am doing is over my head and hands, but I'm the only one who can do this. A powerful creature is immerging and if I can't play my part, many people will suffer for it."
A powerful creature? Jaune recognized that. He felt like he knew something in his stomach telling him about… "Does this have anything to do with the old poem, "The Son of Dagarud"?"
"Believe it or not, yeah." Chronos rubbed his head, letting Jaune have some answers may only bring more questions, but he assumed that the boy did deserve some of them rather than none.
Jaune let that thought lie in his head. It was a short poem a lot of schools teach as an intro to grammar and poetry, so many people knew that the creature in the moon was described to be very powerful. The way Team ETHR acted… "Wait does that mean that the monster in the poem… does that mean it's real?"
"It's a little more complicated than that, but basically it does exist. Not to worry though it's sealed and I intend to make sure it remains sealed."
The monster was real? A monster many people assumed was a myth… and it was real? Jaune imagined the creature wreaking havoc on the world, and unknown and powerful figure laying waste to all of Remnant. He shuddered at the thought of it. "So is that it? The monster in the moon is real, and you're trying to stop it from reawakening? What does sending Resh to Beacon and his Secret have to do with anything?"
"Yes it's true my friends and I are trying to stop the revival of the Monster of Dagarud, but the just know there are a lot more defining details overlooked in that." Chronos hesitantly explained.
"… You kinda suck at this you know. I've seen better mystery shows explaining the unknown and crappy plots." Jaune told him.
Chronos started laughing genuinely. "Haha. That's the bloody thing, Jaune," He gave a small smile with those weary red eyes of his. "I got dealt one of the worst hands in the universe."
Later that night, the good Doctor Vaughn Helsing was visited by a young man, but he certainly wasn't expecting this person… especially after midnight.
"What was that!? How did Jaune and Chronos meet before I did!? Who is he!?" Jared Arc asked the rather groggy Dr. Helsing as he stomped around in his room. Sure, apparently being asleep didn't matter to this kid.
"Kid, Kid." The old doctor yawned. Stupid Time Manipulators… I mean, just because they could bend one of the most prevalent principles of reality doesn't mean they have the right to wake up a guy in the middle of the night completely out of nowhere and get past all of his security measures. "You really are asking that?" He started feeling cold. The kid somehow snuck in through the window, but he didn't have the decency to close it shut. Tonight was freaking freezing, the inconsiderate…
"I've never met him! And Jaune said that he met him today! So spill!"
The older doctor snapped his head in surprise. "Wait, how did Jaune meet him? Wasn't he lost a little earlier today?"
"He came earlier this night. He told both me and Pyrrha that he accidentally left his scroll and wallet in the room, which he actually did. Then he explained that while he was trapped in Vale, he met my brother, who knew how to fix my Armaments! He even gave me a new Dust Orb that's red for some reason!"
"Wait, why are you telling me this? Shouldn't you be asking him about this?"
"Ask my father what? What did my supposed brother—who I am supposed to know—look like and what were his goals in keeping me here in the first place?! I was too busy trying not to act so surprised and wondering what was going on, I didn't think straight and lost my chance to ask questions from him!" The young boy raised his voice.
"You are really rude you know that?" The man looked towards his fridge. He clicked his tongue as he saw that he was out of coffee and coffee paper. "Dang, I keep forgetting to restock on that."
Jared was about to protest some more, but then what the Doctor said really did hit him. Demanding answers like some spoiled brat was not going to help anyone. "… Dust dang it. … Yeah, yeah you're right. I just… what the heck is going on? Jaune just comes back out of nowhere and I find out he's been hanging out with my brother! A brother I didn't even know I had until last month mind you!"
"Are you sure he met Chronos?" The doctor seemed to think about that and went past the boy to close the window shut.
"Yes he did! Look, what's going on!?"
The Doctor leaned on the window. "I guess some answers are necessary then. Do you know the Son of Dagarud Poem?"
"What does that have to do with anything?"
"The monster is real kid. Your brother is trying his best to keep the seal up."
Jared finally absorbed that piece of information. Finally he was getting some answers. "Wait, how did he know about that? And what does keeping me in this school have to anything about keeping that supposedly legendary monster in there?"
"I don't know. I don't think I asked him." The boy from the future frowned deeply at that. "He asked for help and I gave it to him. … I might have been a little drunk the more I think about it, or did he treat me to a drink after I accepted?"
The black haired boy threw his hands in the air. "What the heck!? You are terrible at this!"
The scraggy doctor laughed casually. "I guess that's why he picked me then? So I wouldn't know too much."
Jared fought the urge to face palm and to tackle down the doctor and beat him up. "Then what do you know?"
"Not that much really. I know you are from the future and you are the son of Jaune Arc with the potential to have more than five sets of memories with different mothers in them."
It was at that moment Jared realized something that he had forgotten. He still didn't know who his real mom was and here was a way for him to… "Hey, do you mind if I have a blood test? I wanna know who my mom is."
The eyes of the doctor with a messy afro widened in shock and he quickly broke eye contact to look anywhere but the boy and placed his hand to rub the back of his head. "Yeah… about that…"
"Don't tell me you can't do that?" Jared leered.
"No no. It's not that. I… sorta did take a private look at your blood while you were taking your memories."
"Oh. … Hey!" Jared screamed after realizing the guy took his blood without his permission.
The doctor tried to calm the boy down. "Someone had to cover you if things went too far. As for your blood test, you might be surprised."
Gritting his teeth, Jared folded his arms. "I'd be more surprised if you just tell me what is wrong with my blood."
Taking out a medical piece of paper and opening up a lamp, Dr. Helsing answered him. "Well there's no easy way to say this but here we go. The blood test does confirm you are Juane's son with some of his DNA in yours, but the other half of DNA is untraceable."
"I'm sorry what?"
"Well according to the Machine, the second half of your DNA doesn't exist or it actually doesn't recognize it even when compared to the females around your father. Either you are some kind of strange clone with implanted memories who thinks he traveled through time, or Time Travel itself messes severely with your own existence. There is a third option in where your own semblance did this to you somehow…" The doctor theorized as he read off a medical file near his desk.
Jared just gave a blank look and sat down on Dr. Helsing's bed. Then he fell down into it and sighed deeply.
"You do realize that's my bed right?" The rather sleepy and dangerously grumpy doctor asked passive aggressively.
However, Jared Arc did not care in the slightest. "Oh Monty, I might as well just tell everyone I'm from the future if all this secrecy is giving me such a blasted headache."
The good doctor laughed at that idea. "I wouldn't recommend that."
"Why? It worked well in the "Return to the Future" trilogy. You know, if I was a hot, blonde Faunus girl, I could probably get away with telling people I'm from a bad future then they'll listen to what I have to say and help me out instead of me right now just grasping at straws thing to some hidden time conspiracy."*
"We can't all be hot blonde Faunus girls, now can we? Second, the movie you described has one confidant that knows the main character is a time traveler, you have several, so you're not alone in on this. Third, I feel that you don't have that much of a bad set up yourself." Jared shot him a look from his bed telling him to just get on with explaining. "Despite all your complaints, you look about as normal as anyone here. You're doing homework, studying, hanging out with friends, and having fun."
Jared slowly got up from the bed. As he thought about it a bit, he realized it really wasn't all that bad, he was having fun with his dad and his friends.
"Look, I'm gonna address the elephant in the room and say that this Chronos guy is actually an older version of you that's already been through this crap. How else does he know you're from the future and all that palada? And yes, he does look exactly like you only older—I've seen him, so I'm sure he knows what he is doing and so will you in the strange and very not linear future that you time travelers obviously have."
"… Why am I such a jerk to myself?" Jared wondered out loud with that honest question.
"Have you literally met yourself? You'd probably mess with your past self for fun."
Jared was about to deny that automatically until he thought about it more. "Crap you're right! I would!" He clicked his tongue like he was a kid that had his hand caught in the cookie jar.
That sounded really stupid, but the doctor didn't care right now. "OK? Now, go back to your room before your teammates notice you're gone. You actually wasted time talking to me since I know you can't freeze time without losing breathe."
"But I—"
"Kid, I'm tired, and obviously so are you. One night of rest shouldn't be too much to ask right?" Dr. Helsing asked the boy before he blinked and realized he disappeared. Sighing in relief, the doctor was finally happy to sleep back in his warm comfy bed until he felt a cold rush of wind. He looked over and frowned as he saw all of his windows were left wide opened for the cold night air to come in.
"That little s—"
"Now I shall explain how the semester Finals work," Ozpin finished as he addressed the room filled with Freshmen. "Since the beginning is more of an introduction to the world of Hunters and Huntresses, you will have to understand the bare basics of what a Hunter does: protecting the people, or serving them if necessary. Which is why for your first Semester Finals here in Beacon Academy, you will be sent on… community service."
"Wait what?!" Ruby Rose cried out with disappointment. No doubt she was expecting something along the lines of fighting some kind of super powered Grimm or an epic adventure for their first semester finals.
Meanwhile, on the opposite end of the building, Team JNPR's Leader, Jaune Arc breathed a sigh of relief since he wasn't going to fight a high class level Grimm or be shoved off to another dangerous adventure—he just got back from one.
"Oh Thank Monty." Jaune sighed in relief. Helping people out was their Semester Final? Finally an easy…
Wait, Jaune gave up on things being easy ever since he came to school, was there a catch?
"Allow me to go into more detail, you will be sent around the Kingdom to help with the many important jobs that help construct our society as a whole. The purpose of this exercise is to remind you, the future Protectors of Mankind, what exactly it is you are protecting. You take this job to serve the people, not for the people to serve you. As such, none of you will be allowed to bring your weapons or any form weapon based dust for this exercise." The Headmaster paused a bit to let that sink in a little. Everyone around the area muttered amongst themselves from the information. One red themed girl with a hood was shocked into none action. "However, there is one little thing about this test that is different from all the others." Ozpin verified. "You will be more than likely doing this alone without your partner, nor any of your teammates."
At this, the entire auditorium started to gossip.
"While building relationships is important, learning independence is also a factor for Future Huntsmen since there is the possibility of moving in solo or missions where you may find yourself alone." Ozpin went on. "As such, this is an independent grading system in how well one can integrate with other you are not familiar with. Later today you will receive a message in your scrolls to send you off in various work communities throughout Vale. Due to the amount of students and jobs in the area, you may be paired up with other students, but it is very unlikely that they will be from your team but from another team cell here in Beacon. Pack up, good luck, and do remember that you are representing Beacon. Do try your best to remain cool headed." Ozpin looked towards a certain team that consisted of four girls.
"Yang." Weiss muttered.
"Hey!" Yang protested.
"That will be it for now. You are all dismissed." Ozpin spoke out before leaving the stage with Glynda, who seemed to be telling him something important probably.
"Aww I was expecting something cool like riding a Goliath for our finals! Renny, do you think we can ride a Goliath anyway?" Nora asked her bestie.
The calm eastern boy remained stoic at the face of hyperactivity. "Nora, Goliaths are not to be taken lightly."
"And how could Professor Ozpin split us apart?!" Nora cried out in shock, making the team realize that the usually two inseparable people would be actually separated. "He just doesn't know how awesome Renny and I would be in any job!"
"Well it's not all hopeless right?" Jared pointed out as Team JNPR went towards their dorms. "They said it was randomized or something. There could be a chance we could still be together."
"Yeah…" Ren reluctantly agreed. The eastern boy looked more likely to enjoy actual peace of mind even if it was momentary. "But even if we were separated, I do hope you don't go overboard like you did during the pet store incident."
"That was only one—"
"Three."
"That was only three times!" Nora exclaimed.
Ren turned to the other three team members. "Nora is now banned from all pet stores across Remnant."
"… Can we ask why?" The blonde leader asked carefully.
"It's best kept under wraps." Ren spoke out.
"You gotta wonder though: what kinds of jobs are they sending us to do? Social Services? Blue Collar or White Collar jobs?" Resh asked.
"I'm sure whatever it is, it is a defining and important part of society as a whole." Pyrrha wisely put out.
[Later that Day.]
"I forgot how much I hated society in general." Resh commented out loud as he found himself at a cattle farm at the edge of Vale.
"I forgot how much I hate being with you." Jaune Arc complained as he brought his duffle bag after Resh. Much to the blonde's dismay, he somehow got partnered with Resh again despite everyone saying it was unlikely for him to be with anyone from his team again. The hell Monty? What did he do to deserve this?
"I keep telling you, Ozpin is actually abusing his power to push people he likes into his sick little relationship fantasies. If you think about it, besides genders, the characters of our teams and partners match too much to be coincidence! I bet he ships you two together!"
"Russel that is a disturbing amount of paranoia and illogical assumptions you are making. Besides, I'm waaaayyy out of Jaune's League." The red eyed boy emphasized.
Along with the two boys from Team JNPR, Sky Lark of CRDL was randomly chosen to accompany them towards this (not so) little farm. The resident conspiracy buff had done nearly nothing but try to convince the two of them there was something called an Illuminati—the idea a group of people control the world without knowledge of the mass public.
Needless to say, Jaune found him a little screwy. Resh on the other hand had no right to call him crazy due to his own life.
"You are totally not! If anything, I'm leagues above you! Right Blake?" The blonde goofball turned to the stoic and rather unnerving girl with black hair and a bow.
"Don't drag me into this." She leered at Jaune for him to back off a bit. Also she fought back the urge to imagine the faces of her friends in her favorite books.
Resh spoke out. "Well let's all look on the bright side: we all know each other." 'Sadly' went unsaid.
As the four made their way towards the large looking farm, they were approached by a tall, muscular man with a heavy beard who was wearing a white ten gallon hat with cowboy boots. He had large brown hair and a mustache while his as brown as wood.
"Howdy, ya'll must be them fancy help mah wife signed us up for! The name's Aken Bailey, proud owner of this 'ere beauty!" The man motioned to the rather impressive cattle farm that spanned a few hundred acres. "Come on in and let me show ya to the guest rooms! Then we'll get you to work right away on the cows."
"We're working that fast?" Jaune looked surpised.
"Of course, I didn't raise no lazy fools, and I certainly ain't going to pay for one." He spoke before walking ahead. "We're gonna need a lot to help out with feeding all them cows, sheep, and pigs later on!"
Resh picked up his duffle bag and turned to the other three. "Well come on then little doggies, we got some hard labor to get through." He spoke in his best cowboy impression before walking after Mr. Bailey.
"Please, to Monty above, tell me you're not going to be talking like that the whole time we're here." Jaune groaned as he followed after his only teammate.
"Just to you, ya yellow belly dirt sniffer." Resh was getting way into the Cowboy motif and they weren't even ten minutes into this.
"Maybe now we can find out how the government plants mind controlling chips in our milk." Sky whispered not so subtly as he eyed the cattle in the distance suspiciously.
"Suddenly, the post office doesn't sound so bad as Yang made it out to be." Blake commented with great envy.
Meanwhile in the United Remnant Post Office in Vale…
"I am so excited!" Pyrrha, who was unnaturally bubbly like Ruby or Nora squeaked as she and Yang were trailing towards the main office.
"OK… who are you and what have you done with Pyrrha?" Yang asked as she quickly scanned the Mistrial Champion for any off detail about her.
At that, Pyrrha blushed and calmed down. "I-I am terribly sorry. It's just… I especially love the U.R.P.O! Not only have they been delivering mail from before the creation of the CCT, but they double as the world's stamp makers!" The smile on her face was like that of a small child in Christmas morning.
"Stamps? Did I hear you get excited over stamps?" Yang asked in utter awe. She had half a mind to pinch herself if she was truly dreaming.
"O-Oh it's a small little hobby of mine." Pyrrha continued blushing as she reached for her hair. "I always received fan mail from my tournaments wins. I always took the stamps off them and added them to a small collection of mine. It was fun to see how many stamps there were, and how old they were, and how they were made—"
Suddenly Yang laughed. This made Pyrrha blush and tilt her head down in shame. However she 'eeped' when Yang slapped her back hard.
"Oh! Wow! So miss perfect does have a dorky side huh? Collecting stamps huh? I bet if you told your fearless leader he'd be all over you for how cute you can really be!"
"Y-Y-Yang!" Pyrrha, whose face was redder than both her hair and Ruby's color's combined. "I just preferred this hobby since it was quick and easy since I had a lot of time traveling…"
"Nah nah it's cool. You should act more open often. You feel a lot more approachable now." Yang spoke out before continuing.
"… More open?" Pyrrha wondered on those words as she followed after Yang.
"…" Cardin opened his mouth but nothing came out. After a few more seconds he looked towards Ren. "Are you sure we have the right place?"
The eastern boy checked the scroll. He looked up. He checked the scroll again. "Yes. This is the place."
"This. Is. So. Cool!" Ruby Rose enunciated as she had stars on her eyes.
Where were these three students you ask? They were in Yen Sid World, the 'Happiest Amusement Park/Aquarium' in Remnant.
"I really hope I don't wear that stuff Mascot costume. I heard people get heat strokes in them." Cardin paled.
"What!? Bugs the Mouse is the best dang mouse in the world along with his best friend Mickey Bunny! It would be the honor of anyone to dress up as him!" Ruby defended her favorite cartoon animal.
"You don't sound too excited to be here." Ren noted towards the taller and burlier crusader.
"I have… issues with Amusement parks."
"What kind of issues?" Ren asked.
"… I get angry really easy around children. They get on my nerves." The man admitted.
Ren tapped his shoulder for calming effect. "Anywho, we should probably go and follow after Ruby before she accidentally signs us up as Mascots—" The lotus warrior closed his eyes as the sudden wind of Cardin's movement might have made dust flown into his eyes. "And here I thought Nora would be the one to give me trouble. I hope she's doing… less."
"Oh my gosh, oh my gosh, oh my gosh!" The carrot headed girl jumped in excitement with their new work.
Russel and Dove looked at each other before stepping away from the hyperactive girl and towards Weiss.
"Is there any way to… you know?" Dove Bronzewing asked the heiress of the richest company of Remnant.
The prim and proper girl sighed. "Unfortunately. No."
They were in a very, very peculiar private eye detective office. This one strangely boasted that they were some sort of 'psychic' detectives that deal with the supernatural to solve cases. Nora was excited at the idea of a supernatural detective. The other three had the feeling they had they had drawn the short end of the stick.
As they all entered the office, they were surprised—Except Nora—to see almost two different types of desks in one room. One looked clean, organized, like an actual work desk. However the across form it was radically different.
The other one was filled with wild toys and strange looking pictures of a young man with brown hair in a suit giving his best smolder look, but there was someone hiding behind a very long spiny chair.
The chair turned around, revealing the same young man in the picture holding a pineapple.
"Hello, I'm Shawn Spencer, psychic detective. Do you like pineapples?"
{Author notes.}
Hey everyone! Guess what time it is!? It's one of the first Comedy Arcs here in this wonderful (Title of Story Here) Points go to anyone if any of you recognize certain cameo characters!
After all the drear and confusion and dark themes, the past few chapters, it's time for a little comedy. With all our lovely and colorful cast of characters… who happen to have a thing for all wearing bright colors…
I'm different from all those other people that include cameo/crossover elements in their stories. Why you ask? Because they aren't actually cartoons or anime (Yet). So ha! I have cameos that aren't directly from Anime! Because I have a life outside Eastern Media culture! (It's really not all that bad.)
*And now I have resorted this fic at a 'reference off' between me and Texan52. I did not think I could make this fic sink any lower than I did, but here we are. Now where is that limbo stick? Maybe now I can win at something—what do you mean that's not how it works?
Anywho thanks for reading, and see you guys later in the month(s) for the exciting misadventure of everyone but Jaune and Jared!