A/N: The chapter isn't the funniest but… it'll set up for some Grrr8 hijinks! Anyways, I hope y'all enjoy!
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"Irresponsible, Irrepressible, Unethical…" Professor Goodwitch continued to pace up and down Headmaster Ozpin's office, causing the two guilty students to follow alongside with their eyes as they sat in front of the man himself, who also seemed to be following the pacing professor with his eyes.
Pyrrha glanced at Jaune, who looked absolutely frightened at the prospect of being brought into the Headmaster's Office, and felt guilty for what had just transpired. It seems that the hormones that were affecting Pyrrha were stronger than he thought, and it was something that could catch him off when he wasn't paying attention.
Pyrrha promised to himself to try not to jump Jaune the next time they were alone again.
"Honestly, while some actions can be excusable by the effects of the Dust, I was expecting more from a student like you, Pyrrha." Professor Goodwitch lectured, turning her attention towards the genderbent Mistral Champion. Instantly, Pyrrha shrunk into himself, trying to look as repentant as possible, before straightening back up.
"I apologize for what happened, and I just want to say," Pyrrha said, before turning to look at Jaune, "that it was all my fault, and any punishment should be dealt out to me, not Jaune."
"That much was obvious." Glynda said, keeping her arms crossed. Pyrrha deflated, at the end of his defense.
"Oh? Oh, well then… I just wanted to get that out." Pyrrha said sheepishly. Professor Goodwitch continued to glare at the boy before turning her attention to Jaune, who had been quiet this whole time.
"And while Miss—Mr. Nikos was mostly to blame for this one, you were also partly to blame. You must learn to tell someone no, Miss Arc." Glynda said. Jaune seemed a little conflicted.
"B-But I did say no…" Jaune protested softly, before sinking into herself a little more. Professor Goodwitch shook her head.
"No, you said for her to stop. You must learn to tell someone to stop." The blonde professor said, only really causing more confusion to Jaune.
"I don't get what you're trying to say." Jaune admitted. Professor Goodwitch sighed, before reminding herself that while he had turned into a girl, Jaune was still Jaune.
"Very well. Then let me lead you through this step by step. We are a Hunter Academy, are we not?" Jaune nodded. "And what is it that we are training you to do?" Professor Goodwitch asked.
"To fight back the forces of darkness." Jaune said slowly. Glynda would've been impressed if it wasn't something that Professor Port said in the beginning of nearly all of his lectures.
"That is correct." Professor Goodwitch admitted before continuing. "And as the professors, we generally try for a more hands off approach to discipline. There are a few transgressions that we will not tend to overlook," she said, peering over at the blushing Pyrrha, "but generally we tend to let the students solve problems for themselves. After all, that is what you all will be doing after you graduate from here." Glynda said, before adding, "if you are going to graduate, that is."
Jaune sat there and thought about what Professor Goodwitch was saying, before tentatively clarifying.
"So what you're saying is… that if I wanted to say no… I should have," Jaune hesitated for a second, "fought back?"
Glynda stood there and looked at the trembling form of the girl before her before nodding.
"That is correct." She said.
"Oh."
Finally, Ozpin decided to intervene, tapping a finger on his desk to bring the attention of the room towards him.
"Now that all of that has been cleared up," The headmaster said, ignoring the brief protests from Glynda that she wasn't finished, "I think we can get to the main point here, shall we?" Ozpin said, turning to Glynda, who was glowering at the headmaster.
Ozpin simply gave an enigmatic smile that almost got Glynda to scoff in disgust before moving on.
"Very well then." Professor Goodwitch said. "Pyrrha, you will be having a week's worth of detention… from Professor Port. I'm sure a few hours there will teach you to be a perfect gentleman."
Pyrrha looked absolutely horrified, before adopting a miserable look on his face, nodding solemnly, resigned to his fate. Professor Goodwitch nodded and continued along.
"Also, Professor Oobleck and I have been making progress on the Dust that had changed you and your friends into opposite genders. We are getting close to being able to create an antidote, but," Professor Goodwitch said, raising a finger in the air. "This has taken more effort than we initially thought, and we will only be able to make enough for three people as of now. Please get everyone together and decide which three of you will be returning to your original genders now, and who will have to wait for us to concoct another batch of the antidote."
"Are there any questions?" The professor asked, looking at the two of them. As neither one of them said anything, the blonde witch continued to talk.
"Also, be careful not to spill any on anyone else. We aren't exactly sure what the side effects are, and would recommend that you keep a close eye and anyone who has taken it to see if they've been affected negatively by the antidote."
"That is all." Professor Goodwitch said, before Headmaster Ozpin spoke up.
"Well, now that everyone's been caught up, it's getting pretty late, and I'm sure you all have homework to finish up. Why don't the two of you go along now?" He said kindly.
Gratefully, the two of them took that as their cue to leave, standing up and excusing themselves while trying not to look Professor Goodwitch in the eyes. As the elevator doors closed, Ozpin tilted his head to look at the still standing Glynda.
"You don't think having to select only a part of the group will be detrimental to the two teams, will it?" Ozpin asked casually, taking a sip from his mug. The blonde teacher frowned, thinking about the eight students that were affected by the Dust, directly and indirectly.
"I'm sure they'll be fine." Glynda said uncertainly. Ozpin nodded, willing to take her word for it so that he didn't have to think too much about it.
Everything will be fine.
Just fine.