Jaune Reacts to Blake and Jaune's Infinite Playlist!

A/N: Welcome, one and all, to Weiss Reacts! Good news, now that we've finally caught up to our workload, we'll be able to take more requests from everyone again. Christ, we finally did it. Now...a shout-out to UhhICanExplain for letting us write about his awesome fic.

Also because Jaune harem tease. Always the Jaune harem tease.

DISCLAIMER: RWBY does not belong to me, otherwise Jaune would be the best-dressed character in the series.

Blake and Jaune's Infinite Playlist belongs to UhhICanExplain.

All mentioned franchises and characters belong to their respective owners.

"Must say, thanks for inviting me over here." Blake whistled as she slung her bag onto a chair in JNPR dorm. "It's absolute hell over at mine."
"No problem. Ren and Nora went to that one pancake place in Vale that just opened and Nora's been waiting on forever for...?" Jaune raised an eyebrow. "Wait, why are you here again?"

"Oh, Ruby accidentally broke our coffee machine and now the whole dorm smells like burnt coffee." Blake shuddered. "We had to get Miss Lupin to clean it up, but we've been basically kicked out of our dorm for the next half-day."

"Good Dust." Jaune rubbed his temple. "How did she break it that bad?"
"It's Ruby."
"You have a point there-"

"May I offer you any drinks?" Pyrrha inquired happily.

Blake shook her head, undoing her bow to rub her cat ears softly. "No thanks. I thought you were out with Weiss?"

"Change of plans." The spearmaiden shrugged. "So, drinks?"

"I would love some." Winter nodded slowly. Blake jumped, surprised, while Pyrrha merely stared at her emotionless.

"W-when did you get there?!" The catgirl stared at her.

Winter frowned slightly. "Did you not notice me? I have been here for hours. I am having my dorm fumigated.

The chocolate my admirers leave me has, regrettably, attracted cockroaches, which Miss Honda has to unfortunately deal with..."

Meanwhile...

Tohru calmly sighed as yet another giant cockroach grabbed a box of chocolates to carry it off into the darkness, only for her to lure it straight into a metal trap.

"This isn't the worst way to spend an afternoon." She said, smiling brightly. "And besides, I get to stay in a luxury suite for the day!"

Professor Port stared at the girl, dumbfounded. He had his axe-blunderbuss implanted into the body of another cockroach.

"Ma'am, I am surprised how you can remain so optimistic surrounded by such giant insects!"
Tohru tilted her head. "It's surprising? I thought everyone could do that."

"I can see why Elizabeth chose you to be her helper on the caretaking staff..." The professor mused.

Back at the dorm...

"So..." Blake took a seat next to Jaune. Winter and Pyrrha also pulled up chairs next to Jaune, sidling up closely.

"You got anything to do around here? Manly things, like bear punching?"

"Bear punching?!" Jaune stared at her. "What kind of activity is that?!"
"Manly! My father was a professional bear puncher!" Blake declared proudly. "Well, he also wrestled wolverines and honey badgers..."

Winter nodded appreciatively, staring at Blake in wounder.. "So the tales my father told about Ysengrim were true. He really did do that..."

"Nothing like Nora's grandfather, who actually wrestled a dragon..." Blake muttered jealously.

Jaune raised a finger. "Actually, I had this one fic some guy messaged me on DustFiction about this one music fic.

It's called 'Jaune and Blake's Infinite Playlist."
Blake blanched, recognising the title. "I had the misfortune of watching that film when Yang was in one of her nostalgia moods.

Tch. Not enough badass people..."

"I don't know. It sounds interesting enough."
Pyrrha, meanwhile, was twitching. "Jaune and Blake's?"

"Hold your horses, girl, I'm not that into Jaune." The catgirl responded. "And if you try anything silly, I'm going to show you just how manly I can be!"

"Understood." Pyrrha nodded calmly.

Jaune sighed, shrugging. "Well, not like we have anything else to do, unless you guys want to play Super Smash Bros or something."

"Maybe some other time, Mister Arc." Winter said with a light smile.

"...pfft. Weiss as your ex?" Blake scoffed.

Pyrrha frowned. "Why does every fic ship him with Weiss or Blake?"
"Because Arkos is boring." The catgirl retorted, shrugging. "Sorry, it's true. People like the tsunderes."

"Are you, then, implying that you are a tsundere?" Winter inquired. Blake's eyes widened before she shook her head hurriedly.

"N-not what I meant!"
"And does that mean I...I have to start acting like one?" Pyrrha sighed, shaking her head before lightly slapping Jaune with her palm, before pulling it back.

"Y-you...i-idiot..." Pyrrha choked out, trying to approximate her best impression of Weiss she could. "...I-I...do not care about you...

...I can't do it."

Jaune gave her a deadpan look. "Yeah, you're not cut out to be a tsundere."

Blake just rolled her eyes at Pyrrha. "Are you that desperate that you'd try to act like Weiss just to get people to ship him with you?"
The spearmaiden shook her head hurriedly. "N-no! Of course not!"

Blake cringed at the portrayal of Weiss. "Eesh. Weiss would have a fit if she knew how this guy wrote her.

Winter frowned at that. "I doubt that my sister would ever treat her lovers like that. She is far more caring and loving than people give her credit for."

Jaune chuckled darkly. "Could've fooled me..."
He was joking, of course; for all her anger and sarcasm, Weiss really was nice when she wanted to be.

Key word being wanted; in part due to Yang and her ilk stressing her out and irritating her to no end, it was rare to have Weiss want to be nice.

Blake shook her head at the screen. "Okay, I am many things- completely canon-defiling, badass, intelligent- but why would I dig through trash for something good?!"
Pyrrha shrugged. "Perhaps it's because you were in love with Jaune-kun already."
"D-don't say that! No way!" Blake snapped, shaking her head. "Besides, my t-taste in men's completely different!"

Jaune sighed exasperatedly. 'Good Dust, it's happening again.'

"Oh, the things my dad would say if he saw this part about me being all mopey about Weiss..." Jaune chuckled. "He'd probably say something like "Believe in the me who believes in you" or "You know, you're much tougher than this"-

Blake, why do you look starstruck?"
"H-huh?" The catgirl shook her head hurriedly, shaking all thoughts about the true identity of Jaune's father out of her head. "N-no reason!"

"Why, that's hardly a way to make use of talent, Mister Arc." Winter tutted. "That will not do."

"Yeah. Your talent deserves to be heard by everyone!" Pyrrha declared.

Blake sprouted a knowing grin on her face at the radio announcement. "I see what you did there...sneaky, sneaky author person..."

"Huh? What do you mean? It's just Casey and the Red Ro-oooooh." Jaune nodded, chuckling. "I see. I got that just now."

...

"And, as expected for Yang, she blows crap up." Blake rolled her eyes. "Why am I not surprised?"

Jaune shuddered. "If she does that sober, I'd hate to see her drunk..."

"This is why I prefer to avoid alcohol." Winter mused, nodding.

Pyrrha giggled slightly. "Weiss would be so mad if she saw this fic..."
"Because she was paired with Jaune or because she looks like an utter tool?" Blake inquired, raising an eyebrow.

"Both."
"Correct answer."

"If only Weiss wasn't doing...whatever she was doing." Blake scratched her head. "What did you say she was doing again?"
The spearmaiden shook her head. "No clue."

Meanwhile...

"Peace be around me, peace be upon me." Weiss calmly incanted, her eyes closed and her legs folded, with her hands interlinked at the navel.

Minako clapped. "Excellent. I learned this meditation technique from a friend of mine, you see. It really helps you calm down!"

"Peace be around me, peace be upon me and all those around me." The heiress muttered. "Now...if only I could get Yang to stop being a huge pervert."
"..." Minako sighed. "...you really aren't going to drop that, are you."
"Not until she stops." Weiss stated breathily.

"...this meditation thing really isn't working, is it?"
The heiress smiled innocently. "Of course it is! Now I can plot my vengeance against Xiao Long without my embarrassment or my anger clouding my judgement."

"...she really has a dark side, that's for sure..." Minako shuddered.

Back at the dorm...

"W-what the hell is this fic implying?!" Blake snapped, glaring at the screen.

Winter raised a finger. "That you have a romantic interest in Mister Arc, Miss Belladonna."
"That was rhetorical." Pyrrha pointed out helpfully.

"I know."

"D-Dust, seriously! C-Can't a girl not be shipped with Jaune in this fandom?!" Blake shook her head, blushing.

'Okay, I know my Semblance is off, what gives?!' Jaune panicked mentally.

Winter placed a hand on her shoulder. "Calm down, Miss Belladonna, it is only a story."

"Could've been worse." Pyrrha reminded her. "May I remind you of the many lemons people write about you and-"
"Yeah, I don't need a reminder!" Blake snapped.

Jaune stated snickering and cringing in sympathy. "As usual, I have my foot in my mouth."
"As...revealing as Miss Xiao Long's attire tends to be, I don't think it's that easy to mistake her for an, ah, escort." Winter pointed out with a frown.

Meanwhile, Pyrrha twitched at the screen and the ship tease.

"..."

"Miss Nikos? Is everything alright? You look irritated."
"Positively rosy."

...

"Wow, this guy must hate Weiss." Blake whistled. "Seriously, even Nora hates her. Nora, the person who only breaks your knees if you seriously hurt her friends."

"...oh, dammit." Jaune facepalmed. "Dude, it's over, Weiss dumped you and doesn't care about you- and I kinda don't want to call her Weiss because that'd be disrespecting our Weiss...

...and my dad would kill my story self if he knew."

Pyrrha smiled. "So, I'm finally in this fic...and I am somewhat hurt by your lack of trust in me."
Jaune threw his hands up. "In my defence, when it's Nora suggesting people to you, you tend to take it with a grain of salt!"

"The more I read this, the more I think about just how badly Weiss would strangle this guy." Blake chuckled. "Seriously, it's almost cartoonish how she's acting like that..."

Winter shook her head sadly. "Nothing like my sister. I am disappointed anyone would believe she acts like that..."

"C-cute?!" Blake looked disgusted. "These ears are nothing but manly! MANLY!

I will not have my ears referred to in the same terms as a bunch of moeblobs!"
"...are you still not over the fact that Azunyan beat you in a fair competition?" Jaune raised his eyebrow.

"D-don't tell me you're a fan of theirs!"
The knight shook his head hurriedly"...no, but I don't know her real name. Their frontman just called her Azunyan..."
"Oh dear, Professors Fall and Torchwick..." Winter chuckled. "I don't suppose they would be too appreciative of being seen drunk and kissing each other..."
"Not sure Cinder'd mind being drunk- being that she's basically an older Yang sometimes." Jaune remarked. "Not sure Torchwick would be caught dead kissing her in public, though..."

"...you know, that just makes me curious- and I really shouldn't be- about what would happen if Yang did get drunk..." Jaune mused.

"Drunk Yang would not end well." Blake shook her head. "Trust me, even making her think she's drunk's a bad idea.

We were lucky she didn't back during Melanie's birthday..."

"Oh my." Winter frowned even further. "...I don't believe Professor Torchwick would be caught anywhere doing such things with Professor Fall..."

"Ew..." Jaune cringed. "...that's just...disgusting..."

"..." Blake blanched. "Seriously? More hints I'm in love with Jaune?! C-can't I get a free pass?!"

Pyrrha sighed. "Sadly not."

"And to think it's Nora I was worried about..." The knight shook his head, chuckling. "Well, at least we didn't lose Nora.

They just lost a drunk Yang."
"...I already feel like that's going to come back to haunt them..." Blake remarked drily.

Just then, both of them stared at Nora's 'request'.

"...we just met!" The pair yelled out angrily. "W-we're just friends!"

"H-He's not that cute anyway!" Blake cried.

Pyrrha, meanwhile, twitched again.

"K-Kissing...?"

"...Miss Nikos, I can call the nurse's office if you're having any issues, you seem to be twitching a lot more. Is it out of stress?" Winter inquired, concerned.

"I-I'm fine..."

...

"...you know, if Yang and Weiss ever found out this guy essentially made them look like an escort and a complete tool, they'd be so mad..." Blake chuckled, shaking her head. "At least Yang's pulling off her sexy again."

Jaune shuddered. "As...interesting...as it would be to have a very attractive girl flirting with me and basically all but prepositioning me, I think I'd pass."

Pyrrha's eyes lit up. "Really?"
"Yeah...wait, why are you so happy?"

"...no reason." The spearmaiden twiddled her fingers innocently.

"So you would not mind if I prepositioned you to a date?" Winter inquired just as innocently. Jaune was taken aback.

"W-what prompted that question?!"
"I was just curious...to see if you found me...attractive."

"...w-well...y-you're not ugly!" Jaune shook his head. "I-I mean...w-wait, why are you asking this question?!"
"I...actually don't know myself." Winter looked away, blushing slightly.

Blake facepalmed. "Seriously, me? You only knew the guy for an hour and you're in love with him! Does he have that stupid Semblance or something?!"

Pyrrha grumbled. "Still annoyed I'm not getting anything here..."

"...I'd probably give myself a dope slap." Jaune sighed. "Seriously, get over Weiss! This Weiss is...a douche.

At least our Weiss means well...even if she talks like a crotchety old man and is about as grumpy as one..."

"Oh." Blake sighed, rubbing her temples. "Good Dust, Weiss. Are you really that much of a tool? Wow.

Our Weiss would probably throttle her for being petty, if anything."

...

"...typical Nora." Jaune chuckled. "Guess some things never change."

Blake nodded with a little smile. "Yep. That, they don't."

Pyrrha cleared her throat loudly. "The fic, if you please."

"Calm down!" Jaune cried. "Sheesh, it's not like I'm going to start kissing Blake here just because this fic's about that..."

Blake blushed slightly. "...d-did it have to be kissing?!"
"You know what I meant!"

"...Green Hornet, huh?" Winter mused. "...I've always wanted to have their car."
"You're into that?" Pyrrha tilted her head.

The lady nodded. "Of course. I found their adventures to be exhilarating, and I used to beg Father to convert his car into the Black Beauty..."

"...this won't end well." Blake seethed. "So she's a racist, too.

Please, someone give this Weiss a punch in the face, she clearly deserves it..."
"You're telling me." Jaune muttered. "Seriously, she broke up with me and wants me back because you're trying to get with me? And wow that is a rare sentence which I hope never to have to say when I'm talking about something real.

Least Neptune's a good therapist. Looks like Weiss needs one, too."

"...oh good grief, is this really an argument about whether 'rad' is a word or not?" Blake looked irritated. "It's not a word!"
"Of course it is!" Jaune snapped back. "It's totally a word!"

"It's true." Winter held up a dictionary. "It is."
"Dammit, Winter!" The catgirl complained. "Do you have to be so annoyingly literal?"
"You asked if it was a word and I answered it. I don't see anything wrong with that."

Pyrrha, meanwhile, still paid attention to the chapter.

"Oh good Dust, Yang doesn't remember anything and she's angry.

I hope Sun wrote his will, this is not going to end well for him..."

"Drunk Adam comes in to ruin the tension." Blake sighed. "Well...I can't say I didn't expect something to screw it all up."

"The way Adam was at the Festival, he'd probably blanch at getting drunk." Jaune mused. "Seriously, did you see how intense he was?"
"The man grew a pair after I left." Blake chuckled. "Still no challenge for my badassery, but credit where credit is due.

Also, jealousy time and Yang with Sun? ...eh, the rumours say it happens."
"...oh my." Winter blushed, shaking her head. "How lewd, Miss Xiao Long..."

...

"A heart to heart." Blake noted, before scoffing dismissively. "Boring.

A real man would be giving manly speeches and telling Jaune to man up! Because his band...is the band that shall rock the Heavens!"

The catgirl was standing up, pointing her finger at the sky, her Team Antic cape and triangle shades on.

Winter tilted her head. "...just what are you doing, Miss Belladonna?"
"Shush. I'm having my badass moment."

Pyrrha shook her head. "Seriously, Yang, in a public place?"

"...and what is Weiss playing at here?" Blake scratched her head. "I don't even...what?"

"...more heart to heart." Jaune sighed. "Although, Sun and Yang would make a pretty good couple."
"Yes. Someone who can actually put up with her madness and perversion. Even I, in all my manliness, can't always do it..." Blake admitted sadly. "...and punching her in the face would do her no good, either."
"Why does everything manly have to do with punching people in the face?!" Jaune cried exasperatedly.

The quartet had read through the entire chapter without comment.

Then they got to the end.

Blake's eyelid twitched.

"...you and I are complete morons in this fic." The catgirl seethed, irritated. "Seriously, dammit.

At least you and Weiss can get your issues sorted, but seriously, what was I thinking asking Adamout?!"

"Jealousy." Winter shook her head. " Powerful, but corrupting."
"...you got that right." Jaune nodded. "Seriously. At least Weiss ended up being somewhat nice, Adam just..."
"...yeah, we get the sentiment." Blake nodded, moving to the next chapter. "Let's get the rest of this out of the way, eh?"

Winter nodded. "I am somewhat excited to see where this goes...and yet somewhat disappointed."
"...I can share your sentiment..." Pyrrha nodded slowly.

'If only he'd turned around and noticed me...'

...

"...did he just try to slip me a mickey?!" Blake stared at the screen in disbelief.

Pyrrha frowned. "What are you complaining about? At least you have Jaune-kun-"
"If that was me, he would be flooded with a thousand drills..." The catgirl muttered darkly. "Absolutely flooded..."

Winter smiled. "At least my sister redeemed herself in the end."
"Yeah." Jaune nodded, smiling a little too. "I knew Weiss couldn't be that cruel and petty forever.

I know her too well."

"No. That's accurate." The lady admitted. "She can be petty...but she would regret it."
"Except if the target was Yang." Blake reminded her. "She'd be laughing gleefully then."

"...I never did understand why Weiss dislikes Miss Xiao Long so much..." Winter tapped her chin. "Was it something she did?"
"A lot of somethings." Jaune sighed, exasperated already at the memory of those. "You...were lucky you missed those."

Pyrrha merely turned away, muttering to herself.

"I had Jaune-kun first..." She complained. "...and they always ship him with Blake or Weiss..."

...

"Well, all's well that ends well. You found Casey, Mister Taurus got his just desserts and Mister Arc and Miss Belladonna are together." Winter clapped happily. "Excellent."

"...I-I'm not even interested in Jaune..." Blake weakly muttered.

Pyrrha, for the most part, was huddled in a corner, holding a Jaune plushie to her chest.

"...Miss Nikos?"

"...just leave it." Jaune sighed. "Let's get the review done."
"Let me do it!" Winter pleaded. "I insist! This is my first time doing so."

"Okay...?"

-From: Winter Schnee

An excellent way to spend one's afternoon. Mister Arc and Miss Belladonna would like to thank you.

Miss Nikos seems disappointed, on the other hand. I cannot tell why.

I hope you enjoy the rest of your day,

Winter Schnee

"So...would anyone like tea?" Winter offered. "I might be able to make some. Miss Nikos definitely seems as if she needs some."
Jaune sighed. "Yeah, sure. Why not?"

And so began a not so usual afternoon in JNPR dorm.

END

A/N: For those of you wondering why last couple of parts of this chapter are crap, it's because my computer crashed when I had them typed up and I had no back-up. Apologies for that.

Next, a shout out to UhhICanExplain for letting us do this chapter, and next chapter, Glynda Reacts to Diary of Glynda Goodwitch, Part 3, courtesy of our colleague Half-Blind Otaku!

So, I hope you enjoyed that, leave your ideas, comments, suggestions, criticisms, reviews and thoughts, and I hope you have a GREAT day! Until next time!