Hello! I hope most will find this to be a pleasant surprise. This was actually something I started months ago, but left unfinished when my computer started to give me trouble. But I got a new one and as I was transferring files, I found this and decided to finish it. I was hoping to get out one or two bonus chapters out. I'll go back to working on Skittish now, but any ideas, for either story, would be appreciated.

So enjoy.

Pyrrha and Jaune positioned themselves in front of the TV in their room, a large bowl of popcorn between them. Tonight was the semi finals of the National Grifball tournament and both of the students were excited to watch it. Pyrrha always enjoyed watching the sport and was happy to find that Jaune watched the tournament every year as well. Ren, not really interested in 'watching a bunch of idiots beat each other with hammers and swords over some stupid ball', managed to convince Nora to go to town with him while the other couple of team JNPR watched the game. They were invited to team RWBY's room, for Ruby and Yang also were anticipating the event, but the offer was declined because the two wanted to spend the evening alone. The opening ceremony started as the two excitedly chatted. "So tonight's game is Mistral vs Vytal, huh? Should be a good game," Jaune commented.

"Yes, I've been waiting all year for this. The Mistral team was robbed last year and I hope they make a comeback this time," Pyrrha responded.

"Robbed?" Jaune asked, confused.

"Of course. The referee was clearly favoring Vytal and making unfair calls. Mistral deserved to win," Pyrrha answered as if it was common knowledge.

Jaune nervously laughed. "I'm pretty sure that the players of Vytal's team were just better. I'd thought that we'd be rooting for the kingdom that were currently in."

"Jaune, you know I'm from Mistral. I'm not about to turn against my home," Pyrrha narrowed her eyes.

The duo stared intently at each other, both realizing that that were supporting opposite teams. "Well I guess we'll just have to watch," Pyrrha looked back to the TV.

"Yeah, you're right. Although if the past tournaments in the past show us anything..." Jaune smirked.

Pyrrha growled and shifted her body, moving the popcorn, so that she faced her boyfriend. "Well then, Jaune, if you're so certain that Vytal is going to win, then why don't we make a bet on it?"

"A bet?"

"Yes. A bet," Pyrrha started, "If Mistral wins tonight's game, you have to... let's see... you have to spend tomorrow accompanying me for a shopping trip to Vale, doing whatever I say without any whining."

At first, the penalty didn't seem too bad, but Jaune remembered that his girlfriend seemed to have a bit of a fetish for embarrassing the knight and seeing him flustered. If he lost this bet, Jaune would sure to be in for a dreadful day. "A-and what happens if Vytal wins?" Jaune asked nervously.

Pyrrha thought for a moment before replying. "If Vytal wins, I'll wear a pink dress and act like the girliest girlfriend I can for one day. I'll even let Ruby and Nora paint my nails and put make up on me."

Jaune blushed at the thought of Pyrrha acting girly and was tempted to accept the challenge just to see it. 'But still...' Jaune thought, 'If I lose...'. "What's the matter, Jaune? Are you scared?" Pyrrha taunted.

"Fine, it's a bet!" Jaune declared. "May the best team win."

"Mistral will," Pyrrha answered.

Several hours passed and Jaune was now on his knees, pleading to the TV. "No, no, no, no, no, no! Stop him! Don't let him plant the bomb!"

But the blonde leader's cries went unheard, for the ball carrier, or the Grif as he was officially called, placed the bomb and scored the winning point. "No!" Jaune slouched back.

"It was your own fault, Jaune," Pyrrha smirked, turning off the TV. "You shouldn't bet against Mistral. Now you know what this means, right?"

"Yes," Jaune sighed. "When do we leave?"

"Around ten. After we get some breakfast," Pyrrha replied as she kissed her boyfriend on the forehead. "Now you should get some sleep. We have a busy day tomorrow."

Jaune fell into his bed, dreading the coming day, but it seemed his alarm went off only moments after he closed his eyes. "Guh..."

"Something wrong?" he could hear Ren call out to him from across the room.

Knowing that Ren would only find his dilemma funny, Jaune decided that he would keep quiet about the bet. "Nothing. Just tired."

"Alright. Well, I'm going to the cafeteria. You might want to hurry up if you want any breakfast," Ren warned as he left the room.

Jaune sighed before rolling out of bed. After he got ready for the day, the leader of team JNPR made his way to the cafeteria. After greeting his friends and getting a plate of pancakes, Jaune sat down next to a grinning Pyrrha. "Are you ready for today," his girlfriend asked with false innocents.

As I'll ever be," Jaune mumbled.

"Where are you going?" Ruby asked.

"Into town to pick up a few things," Pyrrha answered.

"Mind if I tag along? I wanted to get some new motorcycle parts," Yang said through a mouth full of food.

Jaune chocked on his food while Pyrrha chuckled. "If you don't mind Yang, Jaune and I wanted to make a date out of it."

Yang rolled her eyes, but smiled. "No problem."

The group continued to eat and chat until Pyrrha motioned to Jaune. "We should get going if we're going to make to the air shuttle in time."

"Yeah, alright," Jaune sighed again as he stood.

The duo got onto the shuttle and made it into town. "Well I guess it's time to get started. I think we should start with some clothes shopping for a new swimsuit," Pyrrha announced.

"That doesn't seem too bad," Jaune muttered hopefully, thinking about Pyrrha in a swimsuit.

However, a few minutes later when the couple stopped outside of a store, Jaune's cheery thoughts turned into confusion. "Uh... Pyrrha? This is a men's outlet."

"I know. You didn't think we were shopping for me, did you?" Pyrrha giggled.

Jaune's body went slack as the Spartan dragged him into the store. After Pyrrha looked around for a bit, she grabbed several things and shoved them into Jaune's arms. "Go try these on."

"But-" Jaune started, but Pyrrha shushed him.

"Remember, no whining," Pyrrha reminded him.

Jaune groaned and entered the change room. "Do you have the first one on?" Pyrrha asked after waiting for a bit.

"Yeah, but it's a little tight," Jaune called from within the room.

"Well? Let's see it," Pyrrha said impatiently.

"Do I have too?"

"Yep."

Jaune took a deep breath and stepped out of the change room. Pyrrha blushed and covered her mouth to hide her grin. "Hmm... That doesn't look comfortable. Try on the next one."

With yet another sigh, Jaune trudged back into the room. The two continued this pattern until Pyrrha finally let Jaune change back into his regular clothes. "Well since you won't wear any of those after today, there isn't really a point in buying any of them, but wasn't that fun?" the Spartan asked sadistically.

"Mmm hmm," Jaune replied forcefully, still embarrassed.

"It's getting close to lunch, so how about we stop by that diner we like? I think it's close to here,"

Jaune let out a sigh of relief. "That would be nice."

"But first I need to pick up something from the pharmacy," Pyrrha winked at her boyfriend as she changed her route.

"Um, sure. What are you getting?" Jaune asked.

"Oh, just some essentials," Pyrrha replied ominously.

"Why do I feel like I'm not going to like this?" Jaune muttered to himself.

After entering the store, Pyrrha led her companion to a specific isle. Jaune looked over the shelves and just as he realized where he was, Pyrrha shoved something into his hands. "Hold this for me while I go to the washroom," she commanded as she off.

The knight slowly looked down to find that he was holding some very feminine products. "Great. At least no one is here to see this."

"Jaune? Is that you?" the blonde heard someone call out to him.

"Stupid irony," Jaune cursed under his breath.

Jaune spun around and saw Sun walk up to him. The Faunus smiled to him. "Hey man, didn't expect to see you here. What have you been... up... to? Uh, Jaune? What are you holding?"

"I-it's not w-what it looks like! I-" Jaune tried to explain.

"Whoa there, buddy. I don't want here about your personal stuff," Sun snickered as he pulled out his scroll, taking a picture of Jaune, "but the others at Beacon might."

Jaune groaned as Sun walked off, probably to catch the next shuttle. "Alright, I'm back. Let's pay and get out of here," Pyrrha returned and hooked her arm around Jaune's.

Jaune silently sobbed as they made there way to the cashier. "Is something wrong?" Pyrrha asked.

"It's nothing," Jaune sighed for what felt like the hundredth time today.

After they payed, the couple went to there usual diner, where Pyrrha took advantage of their bet to feed Jaune, much to the latter's dismay. When they finished, the couple went to a few more shops for things Pyrrha needed and then finally Pyrrha took her leader to what she promised would be there final stop of the day. "Don't worry. After this, we'll go back and it'll all be over," the red head patted her boyfriend on the shoulder.

"I'm looking forward to it," Jaune forced a smile onto his face.

"Alright, We're here," Pyrrha announced as she stopped in front of a building.

"Here we go," Jaune whispered to himself as he looked up. "An ice cream shop?"

"Yep," Pyrrha added cheerily. "You've been such a good sport today, I thought I'd give you a break."

"Oh," Jaune responded, surprised, "thanks."

The duo got a cone each and sat out on the patio. "You know," Pyrrha started, "even though I know today wasn't the best for you, I had a lot fun."

Jaune saw his girlfriend avoid eye contact shyly and smiled. "Well I'm glad one of us enjoyed themselves."

"I love you," Pyrrha smiled back.

"I love you too. And I guess today wasn't so bad," Jaune chuckled.

"I'm glad you said that because I've got a surprise for you!" Pyrrha smirked.

"What?" Jaune froze in his seat.

"Well, when I said I went to the washroom, I actually snuck out to the neighbouring shop and got this," Pyrrha explained as she reached into one of the bags and pulled out a pink T-shirt that read "Totally whipped".

"I'd like you to wear it back to school."

"But, but the others are going to see me in that," Jaune complained.

"Is that a problem?" Pyrrha asked, silently reminding him about there bet.

"I... guess not."

The two went back to the shuttle, Jaune hearing snickers from the people who passed by, and headed back to the Academy. As they walked through the halls, many students openly pointed and laughed at the poor boy, who was just hoping to get back to his room and change before his friends saw him. However, luck was not on his side, for when he was about to get to his dorm's door, he heard Yang call out to him from behind. "What on Remnant are you wearing, Vomit boy?"

Jaune groaned as team RWBY circled to the front of him. Yang and Ruby were giggling while Weiss struggled to maintain her poster. "You know, this isn't that surprising after the pictures Sun showed us," Blake commented, smirking.

"Come on guys, give me a break. I lost a bet," Jaune protested.

"What was the bet?" Yang asked, wiping a tear from her eye.

"On the Grifball game last night," Pyrrha answered smugly..

"Jaune! You bet on Mistral? Way to betray you're own kingdom," Ruby accused.

"What!? No, I was routing for Vytal. That's why I lost," Jaune defended.

"Didn't you see what happened after the game?" Yang asked, her grin continuing to grow.

"No. I turned off the TV as soon as the game was finished," Pyrrha responded curiously.

Yang broke down laughing as Ruby smiled sheepishly at Jaune. "Uh, Jaune. Almost right after the game, someone found some performance enhancing dust in Mistral's locker room. They were disqualified and Vytal won by default."

"What." Jaune deadpanned.

"I... I can't believe... you didn't know," Yang was on the floor at this point.

"Well, isn't that funny," Pyrrha laughed nervously as she inched towards her dorm. "Goodnight everyone."

"Not so fast," Jaune stopped her. "We're going back into town tomorrow. To pick up a dress."