Greetings! Chapter 17 is here and it might be the last chapter before Christmas, just as a heads up.
The reviews continue to be great and Pyrrha(c) Victory got more popular than I ever thought it would. A couple have accused me of secretly being a RoosterTeeth writer, which sadly, I am not, but hey, if you're reading this Monty, I would love to work as a RWBY writer... I don't even need to get paid... Maybe? No? OK...
Enjoy the chapter.
"Mail's here," Ren announced as he entered team JNPR's dorm.
It was a sunny Saturday morning and Ren had offered to go down to the mail room while the rest of his team prepared for breakfast. "What did you bring?" Pyrrha asked.
Ren shifted through the envelopes and shrugged. "It's mostly junk, but you got a letter from home Jaune."
"Cool," Jaune grabbed the letter and began to open it.
"Jaune, we need to get to the cafeteria before they stop serving breakfast," Pyrrha called to him as she, along with Ren and Nora, left the room.
"Right," Jaune stuffed the envelope into his pocket, deciding to read it later.
The group met with team RWBY in the halls and they set off to the cafeteria. As they walked, Jaune smiled to himself. He had to admit that the previous night was a lot of fun and it seemed to make Pyrrha happy. He quickly shook his head, though, and sighed. No Jaune, you're doing the right thing. She'll be better off with a someone else, the young thought. However, he had to be on his toes. Pyrrha showed no signs of giving up her pursuit as proven by last night when her hands had slipped a few too many times while dancing, much to the young boy's embarrassment. Why did Yang have to be taking pictures when she grabbed me there? Jaune silently groaned at the thought. Not to mention this morning when oh so innocently woken the leader of team JNPR by climbing into his bed and giving him a 'friendly back massage to thank him for accompanying her at the dance. Ever since Ren ratted me out, she's become a lot bolder. I just hope nothing else happens to give her more fuel.
They arrived at the cafeteria, where they met up with Velvet, and enjoyed their breakfast. As they ate, the group chatted excitedly about the dance. Jaune remembered the letter in his pocket and thought now was a good time to read his mail while every else was immersed in their conversation. He opened the letter and read it over. It was the usual weekly letter that he received from his parents, updating him about what was going on at home and how proud they were of him for getting into Beacon and leading his own team. However, when he read the last sentence, his smile was replaced by a look of terror. He looked nervously to his Spartan-themed teammate, which did not go unnoticed by the rest of the group. "No, no, no, no, no! Why now?" Jaune muttered to himself.
"What's wrong Jaune?" Ruby asked her fellow leader.
"N-nothing," Jaune tried to shove the letter into his pocket, only to find it wasn't in his hand anymore.
He spun around to see Yang reading the letter. He looked back at the other end of the table, where the other blonde was sitting, and wondered how she managed to move so quickly. "Gah! Give that back!" Jaune shouted as he desperately grabbed at the paper.
Yang grabbed his arm, spun him around and flipped him without taking her eyes off the sheet. Jaune tried to get up, but was pushed back down when Yang sat on his back. The knight struggled for a moment before giving up with a sigh. Yang's eyes lit up as she reached the end of the letter and she smiled maliciously down at her captive. "So vomit boy, your parents are coming for a visit tomorrow?"
Jaune groaned from his position on the ground. Yang stood back up and let the letter float down next to Jaune. "Hey Pyrrha, did you know that your future in-laws are visiting tomorrow?" Yang giggled.
Pyrrha blushed and the rest of the group snickered, but she looked down at Jaune with a smirk. The leader of team JNPR stood up and brushed himself off and sighed. "Ok, so my parents are visiting. Can you guys please not make a big deal out this?"
Ren, Ruby, Weiss, Nora and Blake nodded, but Yang laughed and Pyrrha looked away and whistled nonchalantly. Jaune groaned again and sat back down. The rest of the day went by, Jaune spending most of it cleaning the dorm. He went to bed early, knowing that he would need all the energy he could muster for the next day. As he lied in his bed, he saw Pyrrha working at her desk. "Hey Pyrrha, you're not going to try anything tomorrow, are you?"
Pyrrha turned around in her seat and smile sweetly at him. "I have no idea what you're talking about."
Jaune threw his head back against his pillow, positive that the next day was going to be hell for him.
The alarm went off and Jaune stretched. Other than himself, Nora was the only one left in the room, sleeping. Pyrrha was probably doing her morning training while Ren was usually taking a shower at this time. Jaune got out of his bed and prepared himself for the day. He saw Ren, who gave him a slap on the shoulder and said "good luck", on his way to the showers. He showered and dressed and waited at the air shuttle drop off for his parents. He didn't have wait, however, for an air shuttle landed and two figures stepped out. "Jaune! My boy, how are you?" Jaune's father, a tall well-built man, marched down the ramp.
Jaune's father had his blonde hair well cropped, but a long, shaggy beard. His muscular figure was clad in a brown tunic with the Arc family symbol etched on the back and black combat boots. The powerful man picked up Jaune and put him into a bone crushing hug. "Be careful, dear, you're going to hurt him," A women, Jaune's mother, called as she followed her husband.
Jaune's mother was about Jaune's height, with light brown hair, but with facial features resembling Jaune much more than his father. She wore a bright orange dress, high heels and an ever present warm smile.
"Nonsense! Have you been reading the same letters as I have? Our son's a mighty hunter! My only worry should be that he might turn his prowess on me!" Jaune's father's laugh echoed across the campus.
"Hey mom, hey dad," Jaune whimpered, trying to draw air into his lungs.
His father let go of his grip and Jaune steadied himself, lest he fall to the ground. "So why did you decide to visit?" Jaune asked.
"Well after hearing so much about your success here at Beacon, your mother and I couldn't help but see for ourselves," His father replied proudly.
"And I can't wait to meet all the friends you've made," his mother cheerily added.
"Right," Jaune rubbed the back of his head, "I suppose I could start by showing you my room."
Jaune led his parents to team JNPR's room, taking an extra lengthy route to make sure that his team would be at breakfast when they arrived. He took a deep breath and swung the door open, relieved when he didn't see anyone inside. "So, uh… yeah. This is where me and my team stay."
Jaune's mother's smile grew much smaller. "But didn't you say that there was a couple girls on your team?" She looked to her son.
"Uh, yes?" Jaune replied, fearing his mother's reaction.
"And this is a co-ed room?" His mother pressed further.
"W-well yes," Jaune nervously looked to the ground, "but we shower and change in different rooms!"
"As long as you behave like a gentleman," his mother's smile returned.
"You must be Mr. and Mrs. Arc."
The three Arcs spun around to see Yang and Ruby standing behind them, waving excitedly. "And who might be you young ladies be? Are you Nora and Pyrrha?" Jaune's father asked.
"Nope! We're Ruby and Yang of team RWBY, but our team is good friends with Jaune's," Yang chirped.
"You seem to be surrounding yourself with a lot of girls," Jaune's mother gave him a knowing look.
"It's not like that! W-we're just fr-" Jaune tried to retort.
"Don't be silly Jaune, you're natural charisma has drawn us all in and makes us swoon every day!" Yang giggled.
"That's my boy!" Jaune's father slapped him on the back, sending the young knight stumbling into Yang.
"Jaune! What will the others say?" Yang smirked as Jaune righted himself. "Pyrrha would have a fit."
"Pyrrha?" Jaune's mother quirked an eyebrow towards her son.
Jaune laughed nervously. "Yang's just messing around. Just a joke, right?" Jaune sent a pleading look over to Yang.
"Sure, a joke," Yang rolled her eyes.
"Everyone else is in the cafeteria," Ruby chimed in. "We can show you the way."
"Splendid!" Jaune's father exclaimed as he followed the girls.
"So you wouldn't have happened to bring a scrapbook filled with embarrassing photos of Jaune, would you?" Yang asked as she matched steps with Jaune's mother.
"Goodness, no, but I do have plenty of stories about my little boy as he was growing up," the older woman replied.
Jaune groaned as he trudged after the rest.
They arrived at the cafeteria where the remaining members of RWBY, JNPR with the addition of Velvet and Sun greeted them. "Look who we found!" Yang sang as she approached.
"These are the other members of my team, Blake and Weiss," Ruby pointed to her teammates.
"That's Velvet and that's Sun and those three are the members of Jaune's team," Yang introduced the rest.
Ren stood up and shook hands with Jaune's parents. "Good morning Ma'am, Sir. It is a pleasure to meet you. My name is Lie Ren, proud member of team JNPR."
Jaune gave a thumbs to Ren, who gave him a reassuring smile. Nora cartwheeled out of her seat and latched onto Ren. "I'm Nora Valkyrie, huntress in training and Ren's girlfriend!"
"They don't need to know that Nora," Ren sighed.
"That's your opinion," Nora giggled.
Pyrrha rose from her seat and strolled over to the rest of them. Jaune held his breath as she smiled to his parents, shook their hands and introduced herself. "Hello, my name is Pyrrha Nikos. It is an honor to meet such heroes as yourselves, Mr. and Mrs. Arc."
"So this is the famous Pyrrha we've heard all about," Jaune's mother exclaimed happily.
Pyrrha shot a curious look at Jaune, who averted lowered his gaze and blushed. "Jaune says a lot about me in his letters?" Pyrrha asked innocently.
"Quite a bit. I'd even say he has a little crush on you," Jaune's mother replied.
"Mom!" Jaune protested, but was ignored.
The group giggled and snickered while Pyrrha smiled to herself. "Well I suppose that's not surprising," Yang interrupted. "After all, she is Jaune's girlfriend."
Jaune's parents turned to their son with looks of surprise while the rest gawked at Yang, who winked and gave a thumbs up to Pyrrha. "Jaune, why didn't you tell us?" Jaune's mother looked hurt as she questioned him.
"I, uh, well, you see, um…" Jaune stumbled out each word.
"Oh he probably knew that you'd get worked up and embarrass him," Jaune's father answered for him.
"You're darn right I'm going to get worked up," Jaune's mother huffed.
"Well actually…" Pyrrha grabbed the attention of the two older Arcs.
Jaune looked to her hopefully while his parents waited for her answer. She thought about how to answer and weighed her options before continuing. "It became official only recently so Jaune may not have had a chance to tell you."
"Atta boy! You followed my advice and landed an excellent girl by being confident, right?" Jaune's father smiled proudly at him.
"You're first girlfriend. You're growing up so fast, but why didn't you tell us in the hall?" His mother asked.
Jaune saw the excited expressions on his parents faces and sighed. He then put on a fake smile and talked through his teeth. "I just wanted you to meet her first."
Out of the corner of his eye, Jaune could see the smug grin on Pyrrha's face and internally groaned. She's not going to let me get off easily with this one…