RWBY was sitting around their dorm, doing homework, well, most of them were. After, all of her teammates had finished, Yang decided to do hers. "Hey, Ruby," she said. "Mind if I borrow a pen?"

"Sure." Ruby said, getting up.

"Where ya going?"

"Gotta go talk to Jaune about something."

Ruby walked out, and Yang walked over to Ruby's desk to get a pen, she opened the drawer. She froze. "Is that..."

"What?" Blake asked.

Yang kept staring at whatever was in her hand, so Blake stood and walked over, looking over Yang's shoulder. "Oh, fuck."

"What?" Weiss asked. Blake was now frozen too. Weiss now stood and looked over Yang's other shoulder. "Oh my God."

"Ruby's."

"Fucking."

"Pregnant."

Yang finally snapped out of it, and angrily walked out, slamming the door behind her. She walked across the hall and kicked JNPR's door in. "Where is he?!" She asked, not seeing JNPR's leader anywhere.

"Ruby said she needed to talk to him." Pyrrha answered. "Why?"

Yang held up the pregnancy test. "Look what I found in Ruby's desk!"

Pyrrha stood and walked closer, to get a closer look. "Oh, shit!"

"Do you know where they went?"

"No."

Yang pulled out her scroll and called Ruby, "Hey, Ruby," she said in her sweetest voice. "I need to your help with something, and the other two can't, can you come back? Okay, thanks. See ya in a minute. Bye."

Meanwhile...

Ruby put her scroll away, turning back to Jaune. "Yeah, she knows." She said.

"Knows what?" Jaune asked.

"Oh, that's right. Jaune..." She looked at him, her face showing him that it was important. "I'm pregnant."

Jaune looked at her for a minute. "Really?" He asked.

"Really." She smiled. He leaned in and kissed her, breaking the kiss, he looked her in eyes. "Yang's going to kill me." He said. "Assuming it's my child." She laughed. "That's why I'm pregnant." She told him. "But in all seriousness, you'll probably have to hide from Yang. And Dad. And Qrow."

"I'm so fucking dead."

"I know. But so am I."

"You're not actually going to be brutally murdered!"

"Yeah, I wish I could feel sympathy, but sadly, you knocked me up." She joked.

"Not sure if I feel bad anymore." He responded.

"Just remembered one more person you probably gotta watch out for."

"Who?"

"A pregnant eighteen year old."

"At least it happened on your eighteenth birthday. Yang can't charge me with statutory rape."

"Optimist. I like that."

"She'll probably go to jail for assault and battery when we get back."

"You'll drop the charges right?"

"Depends."

"On what?"

"I want more than just one kid!"

"What if they're twins?"

"I was thinking three."

"Hee-e-e-eeell no!"

"Why not?"

"I imagine them to be very hyperactive. Like me."

"Or Nora."

"Exactly. Two Nora's. I can deal with. Three? Fuck off!"

"What ever happened to you innocence?"

"You. You happened."

"Is this about the whole pregnant thing? Cause, I'm not sure that's my child. It could be a totally different color!"

"Hmmm. I've only ever had sex with you."

"First time, and pregnant."