Oops; My Bad
Comedy / General
Jaune Arc / ?
Things were looking up Jaune. Thanks to his friends he was becoming a sufficiently skills combatant. He still suffered from self-doubt, and couldn't get a date with Weiss if he was the last man on Remnant, but all and all things were going well for him and his friends. Taking a walk late one night after being shot down again, Totally self absorbed in his short comings, and vowing to get better; Jaune never noticed the beam of green energy that enveloped him.
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Ozpin groaned, and shivered. His head was felt as if Ms. Valkyrie and Ms Xiao Long were having a sparing match inside it. Letting his eyes slowly open, he took in his surroundings. It took him a couple of minutes for the fogginess of his mind to catch up with what he's eyes were revealing to him, and what his body was telling him. One he was not in his office. Two his was cold and laying on a hard floor. Three his trusted mug was laying tipped over, having long ago split whatever it once contained. Four, he was cold because he was clothed only in an undershirt, briefs and socks.
"Crap." Ozpin mumbled as he forced himself to his feet and with a shaking hand picked up his empty mug. Stumbling slightly, he made his way to the roof access hatch and returned to his office. It was there he found the remainder of his clothing, a partially empty bottle of Mistrallian whisky and an open yellow paged book.
"Please let this be it." he sighed as he forced his stiff body to go through the motions of getting dressed; before moving to the side of his office and turning on his coffee maker. Moving to his desk, he capped the bottle, slammed the book closed, and shoved them both into the bottom drawer of his desk, before searching his top drawer for his stash of pain killers. Finding the bottle, be opened it and quickly forced a couple of tablets down his dry throat.
"Okay..." he opened his holographic terminal purposely looking for emergency alerts. Finding none, he leaned back in his chair and sighed. "This is the last time I, Vacuo up my coffee. Damn you James."
Ozpin knew it wasn't entirely General Ironwood's fault, for him trying to drown his stress. He had made the choice, but it still felt good to blame someone else for the pain in his head. With Atlas taking over security for the Vytal because of the idiots on Vale's Council, the troubles with the White Fang and Roman Torchwick; but also the influx of competitors from the other academies... he needed to unwind, he was just wishing he had chosen a more productive method; like knitting over drinking.
"There are no alerts, so there was no property damage. Nor does there seem to have been any strange occurrences. So no harm no foul." Slumping down in his chair after having gotten a fresh cup of coffee he waited for the pain killers to kick in. Glynda would be arriving shortly, he needed to look recovered before then or face another one of her lectures.
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"Five more minute Mom!" Jaune replied in response to the banging on the door. Squeezing his eyes shut, he pressed his head against the cool porcelain of the toilet. He remembered feeling incredibly sick to his stomach last night, and obviously had fallen asleep in the bathroom after emptying his stomach.
"Jaune!" he opened his eyes. That was not his Mom's voice. "Are you okay?"
"I'm up and I'm fine." He replied as he started to move his strangely sore body. Getting to his feet, his eyes were suddenly blinded by a wall of blond hair. Sighing he shook his head and than used one of his hands to pull it from his face, and without a second thought stumbled towards the locked bathroom door. He felt off, like his body wasn't right. His night pants felt loose and tight at the same time, along with his tee. Another bout of banging on the door, had him yanking it open, "I'm sorry..."
This wasn't right. Jaune eyes suddenly became wide in embarrassment as he realized her was almost nose to breast with Pyrrha's rather impressive bust. Lifting his head, which was weird, as he had always been able to look Pyrrha in the eyes without issue. Closing one eye he regarded the absolute shocked look on Pyrrha's face.
"Jaune?"
"I'm sorry I didn't mea..." Jauen stopped speaking, that wasn't his voice. It was too high, too soft.
"Fearless Leader?" Nora was suddenly nose to nose with Jaune, which was also strange, because Jaune was sure he was at least a foot taller than Nora. Did she suddenly have a growth spurt?
"Jaune, are you feeling okay?" Ren asked through narrowed magenta eyes.
"Why is everyone so tall? Did I shrink?"
"Jaune." Pyrrha's voice sounded strained almost as if she was trying to hold in something. Which she was. It was the utter frustration on how dense the boy of her desires was. "Maybe you should go look in the mirror."
"How is tha ..."
"Jaune, I think you need to look in the mirror." Ren spoke emphasizing Pyrrha's suggestion.
"Fine." Jaune exhaled in a huff, and turned around, just about tripping. Catching himself he pressed his lips together. He knew he was clumsy, but not that clumsy. Stepping nack into the bathroom, leaving the door open as his teammates watch, Jaune moved to the mirror. The shriek he let out caused Ren, Nora and Pyrrha to all wince. "What the HELL?"
"Jaune calm down." Pyrrha tried to sooth their leader, only to watch as he instantly grabbed her/her own chest.
"I have tits! Why do I have tits?" Jaune hollered as he/she squeezed his/her own chest. Jaune instantly pulled his/her hands away. He/she suddenly felt dirty, but not in the fun way... the more like she needed an adult type of way. "H... ho... ho... how?"
"Did anything strange happen last night when you were out?" Ren asked knowing like the rest of the team that Jaune had been a little bummed at Weiss shooting him/her down about the upcoming dance. So he/she had gone for a late night walk about the school grounds.
"No, or I don't think so?"
"Is it a no, or a don't think so? Those are two different answers." Ren informed the still stunned now female leader of JNPR.
"No. Nothing happened. I went for my walk, came back to the room, and then felt really sick early this morning."
"That explains why you were in the bathroom."
"Jaune!" Pyrrha exclaimed as her face went instantly red, as Jaune slapped her hand to her crotch.
"Jaune that's rather inappropriate..." Nora started to say.
"I'm a girl!" Jaune screeched, as her hands moved around her body touching her waist hips and finally coming to rest on her rather shapely rear end. Shame suddenly boiled up inside her when she realized she had just groped herself. The feeling of needing an adult returned with a vengeance, along with a growing sense of panic. "I'm a girl!"
"Jaune you need to..." Ren tried to speak, noticing that Jaune was starting to breath so fast that she was seconds away from starting to hyperventilate.
"Do I have to like guys now? I don't want to like guys! I like girls!" Jaune shouted as she bolted from the confines of the bathroom, and started pacing around the dorm. "I mean I like girls! I think about Pyrrha all the time when I shower!"
Pyrrha's mouth just dropped open as a completely embarrassed and stunned look took over her features. Nora instantly knew the champion's mind had gone to the gutter and subsequently shutdown.
"Jaune calm down." Nora stepped up to the pacing girl and grabbed her by the shoulders. The changes were obvious. Jaune was a foot shorter, and sinfully proportioned. "Deep breaths, in and out. If you like-like girls before I'm pretty sure you still do."
"I... I... I..."
Ren pinched the bridge of his nose, as Nora steered Jaune to her bed, as Pyrrha was still in the process of dealing with Jaune's unintentional admission. This was all too out there, like the plot to some of the more ridiculous fan-fiction he read. Regardless, then still needed to make some decisions, the first is whom to approach about the issue at hand. Obviously they needed to get Jaune looked at, but taking in Jaune's new body; Ren knew none of them had anything she could wear. He was not about to embarrass his friend and leader by marching her through the halls to the infirmary in night clothes. While Jaune was now the same height as Nora. Jaune was much more petite in general.
"Pyrrha?" Ren sighed when he didn't get a response from the champion. "Pyrrha!"
"Ah... what... yes?" Pyrrha stammered.
"Can you go to RWBY's room and see if Weiss or Ruby have a spare uniform we can borrow."
"Spare uniform?"
"For Jaune. She's too small to wear her original clothes or anything we have. Ruby and Weiss look about her size."
"Right... right." Pyrrha agreed finally getting control of whatever fantasies she was having play in her mind, after Jaune had outed himself. "Spare uniform. I'll be right back."
"Nora can you let me go?" Jaune asked.
"Why, fearless leader?"
"I want to go to the bathroom."
"Nope. I am not letting you molest yourself."
"I HAVE TO PEE!" Jaune screeched, her face going bright crimson as Nora's accusation
"Oh?" Nora repsonded as she backed away, and let Jaune up from her bed. Stumbling slightly, Jaune reached the bathroom and slammed the door closed behind her. A couple seconds later the door opened and Jaune poked her head out around it. "Jaune?"
"Um... how... do I?" it should have been impossible for her face to be even more red, but Ren was sure it was, and inwardly he was so glad that Pyrrha wasn't in the room right now. Nora said nothing, but instead marched over, pulled open the door, pushed Jaune back inside and closed it behind her. "Nora!"
"Jaune-Jaune, you don;t have anything I don't have. So drop 'em and set your bubble butt on the seat."
"NORA!" Jaune screeched, a sound that Ren was becoming very familiar with; though what he heard next made him choke on air.
"Jaune-Jaune! Do you ALWAYS go commando at night?" there was a lengthy silence before he heard Nora's rather loud voice again. To Ren it was almost like she was trying to narrate what was going on behind the closed door. "Okay, done? Good. Now wipe and you're all done."
Before the bathroom opened, the dorm room door did, with Pyrrha being followed by the entirety of team RWBY. The embarrassed look on Pyrrha's face told Ren all he needed to know. RWBY wanted to know what was going on first hand, and didn't want to wait.
"So where is VB?" Yang asked still in her rather revealing nightclothes, her arms crossed under her rather generous chest, as if she was trying to show it off.
"Bathroom with Nora." ren stated flatly, not caring what conclusions jumped into anyone's head at this point. He was getting a headache from all the screeching Jaune was doing, and knew the day was going to be full of it.
"Whut?" was the combined response from everyone. It was at that perfect time the bathroom door opened and Nora appeared hauling Jaune out after her, at least the person JNPR knew as Jaune. Someone RWBY was about to meet for the first time.
"Nora?" Pyrrha asked in a shaken voice.
"Pyr-Pyr guess what!" Nora didn't even wait for Pyrrha or anyone else to respond, "Fearless Leader goes COMMANDO at night!"
Two, well many things happened at that exact moment. Pyrrha once again went into full shock shutdown. Her emerald eyes glassing over, and her mouth hanging open limply. Jaune dropped to the floor splay legged, hiding her face in her hands. As for the others, well that took a minute to happen, as all of RWBY took a few a little bit to process what they were seeing and what they heard.
Yang wolf whistled, tilted her hip in a suggestive manner and shot Jaune a saucy wink, of course none of which Jaune saw with her eyes hidden behind her hands.
Blake tilted her head in an almost amused cat like fashion. Ren saw her bow perk up, and he rolled his eyes. How none of RWBY could tell Blake was faunus was beyond him. The day after initiation Jaune had put his foot down in a rare show of authority making it clear in no uncertain terms that even if JNPR knew they were going to respect Blake's choice. Instantly cutting off Nora's original statement of wanting to ask Blake if she could touch her ears.
Rubt vanished in a burst of rose petals, only to reappear seconds later kneeling next to Jaune with a complete change of clothes for Jaune. Full Beacon uniform, and the proper undergarments. Ren had to admit it was a smart move by Ruby, her and Jaune at least looked like they were basically the same size now.
Weiss stood there sputtering. Crimson darkening her cheeks, and Ren could tell it was a combination of embarrassment and jealousy. He was more than pretty sure that everyone heard her mumbling "The imbecile becomes a girl, and GETS bigger tits than me! How is that fair?"
For a little while everything was calm, quiet and peaceful, which Ren knew wasn't going last. So to cut the head off the snake of chaos, he cleared his throat. Why he was ending up having to be the anchor in this anarchy was going to be something he would discuss with his ancestors tonight during his customary meditation.
"We are going to be later for breakfast." Ren stated as he pulled out his scroll expanded it, and showed it to everyone, who was bothering to pay any attention to him. "We all have to get ready, THEN we can figure out what happened with Jaune, while we eat."
It took more time than Ren thought it should have for everyone to nod in agreement, well everyone accept for Pyrrha who was still in shock. With a wave of his hand, RWBY headed back to their room, while Nora steered Pyrrha to he bed, and Jaune continued to sniffle in utter mortification on the floor.
"Jaune?" Ren asked as he crouched down next to his obviously emotionally compromised friend. He forced the word cute and adorable out of his mind. "Why don't you use the washroom and get ready. After we eat we'll go to the infirmary and try and get some answers. Okay?"
Jaune peered out from between her fingers and after a few sniffles, just nodded. Ren helped Jaune to her feet and let her shuffle into the bathroom. Less than five seconds after the door closed, it opened again in a scene eerily similar to one that had played out but a few minutes before.
"Jaune?" Ren asked, "Is there something wrong?"
"Bra?" was her one word answer slash question.
"Nora, you're up. Pyrrha no! You get ready, I'll wait outside."
"But, why?" Pyrrha uncharacteristically whined.
"Because we don't have the time to allow for you to molest fearless leader, your thirsty girl you." Nora spoke before Ren could offer a reasonable excuse. Dropping his shoulders Ren just walked to the door and left, as Pyrrha sputtered in embarrassment, indignation, and probably anger. Ren shivered when he heard the weak plea "Don't leave me!" from his former male counterpart as he let the door close behind him. This day had just started, and he was already wishing it was over with. He leaned against the
wall beside the door, and closed his eyes to wait.
And he waited, and waited. He had no idea what was going on with in the dorm, and he was not suicidal enough to open the door and find out. So he nodded to RWBY as they left to catch the end of breakfast. His stomach growled, and he was seriously tempted to just leave and get something when the door finally opened. He turned to greet the rest of his team only for Pyrrha and Nora to haul him back into the room, with the door slamming shut behind him, like some great beast swallowing him whole.
"Problem!" Pyrrha panted, as Nora curiously moved to put herself in front of the bathroom door like some sort of bouncer. "BIG problem!"
"What is going on? We're missing breakfast, and if we don;t get moving we wont be able to get Jaune to the infirmary before our first class." Ren asked and informed the pair of young women, as he noticed the complete lack of Jaune in the room. "Where's Jaune?"
"Locked herself in the bathroom." Nora replied with an annoyed tone. "Someone SCARED her, now she won't come out."
"I'm sorry!" Pyrrha moaned in embarrassment, "I didn't mean to!"
"Do I want to know what happened?"
"Miss Four time Champion appears to be super thirsty when it comes to our fearless leader, regardless of what gender they are." Yep Ren was positive, Nora was using her annoyed voice.
"I'm sorry... I... I... I couldn't..."
"Nora?"
"We got ready, and it was a good thing we all took showers LAST NIGHT!" Nora banged the bathroom door with her heel, Ren could have sworn he heard and "eep" from behind the door, "Because someone wouldn't come out until we were fully dressed."
"So cute, adorable, sexy, hot... I want..." Pyrrha started to mumble, which caused Ren to raise an eyebrow as he gave her sideways glance, as he was starting to wonder about her.
"So, can you tell me what happened? We're going to be late."
"Jaune came out, and I must warn you Ren... she is adorable. Which set off Pyr-Pyr." Nora gave the redheaded amazon a look, and Ren was positive now. Nora was using her annoyed voice. "You would think her semblance was super speed with how she just appeared in front of Jaune when she exited the bathroom. Like less than a second from her bed to where I'm at."
"So she startled Jaune?"
"That didn't help..."
"I'm sorry." Pyrrha once again mumbled.
"It was the licking of her lips, and the very, very forward comment of..." Nora cleared her throat.
"Please don't?" Pyrrha pleaded.
"Enough. We're late. We'll have to get Professor Goodwitch to excuse us, so we can get Jaune to the infirmary." Ren cut off the story Nora was telling, as he stepped past her and knocked on the bathroom door. "Jaune, we need to get going..."
"Go on without me!" came the door muted reply.
"Jaune we can't."
"Yes you can!"
"Our first class is Combat Class. Professor Goodwitch will not..."
"Tell Aunt Glynda I'm having my period!"
"Jaune everyone know you as a ... wait what?" Ren's stoic mind flash fried as he finally clued into what Jaune just said.
"Jaune, I'm sorry!" Pyrrha called out as she reached out with her semblance, springing the lock and twisting the door knob forcing it open. "Nora!"
"Fine." Nora huffed as she moved past the shocked Ren and into the bathroom. If there was a struggle, it was over before it could happen, as Nora exited the bathroom, with a squirming Jaune drapped over her shoulder. "You are walking in front of me. This is all your fault."
Pyrrha's shoulders drooped, as she nodded, and headed for the door.
"Fearless leader if you keep squirming people will see your panties while I carry you." Nora snapped, her legendary reserves of energy and patience having finally met their match.
Jaune "Eeped" and slapped both of her hands down onto her ass, making sure her skirt didn't ride up.
"Ren, let's go." Nora flicked her childhood friend in the forehead snapping him out of his brain freeze.
With Pyrrha in the lead, Ren, beside her and a mortified Jaune over her shoulder Nora marched out the door and down the hall. She missed breakfast, which meant she missed her customary pancakes; and that translated into her being in a mood. A mood that would not lift until lunch; if everyone was lucky.
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RWBY were life savers. Not only did they hold seats near the door for the tardy team, they had also made sure to grab them some breakfast sandwiches for the quartet, once they realized they wouldn't make it for breakfast. Jaune was acutely aware of all the looks she was getting, and it was causing her to have difficulty eating. Her cheeks blazing crimson as people who thought they were whispering said things that could be easily heard. No one fortunately had clued into who she was, though the number of comments about her various attributes was making her subconsciously scoot closer to her partner; much to the champions internal delight.
Another spar had just finished, and so far none of JNPR or RWBY had been selected, at least until that point. The overhead screen rolled and a set of student id pictures appeared.
"Mercury Black. Jaune Arc. Please come down to the ring."
"Ms Goodwitch?"
"Yes, Ms Nikos?" Glynda asked in reply as Mercury entered the combat ring.
"Jaune can't compete today."
"Does he have a note from the infirmary?"
"No."
"Is he physically unable to take part?"
"Sort of."
"Sort of?" Glynda gave the four time champion a glare, that had her squirming. "What do you mean sort of?"
"Well it's sort of complicated, and..." Pyrrha stammered, while Glynda watched as a young blond girl rose from beside Ms Nikos and started to make her way towards the ring. Still dressed in a Beacon uniform. "AND what are you doing, Noir? When did you arrive, and WHERE is your brother?"
"I am Jaune." Jaune replied, the admission causing a murmurer started to run through the class
"That... Huh... What!?" Glynda yelled causing all sounds to end. "Explanation NOW!"
"I woke up like this." Jaune gave a sheepish grin, which proved to Glynda that yes it was Jaune before her, and not one of his older, shorter sisters. She instantly developed a headache. "In light of this development, this spar is cancel..."
"No!" Jaune shouted.
"No? What do you mean no? Something has obviously happened to you, which means you can't..."
"I am physically able to take part in the spar, and school rules say unless I am physically unable to take part, I have to take part if called up."
"Do not, tell me the rules of my own class young ma... lady!"
"Jaune you don't have to. It's okay. Professor Goodwit..." Pyrrha was beside Jaune with a hand on her shoulder trying to steer her back towards their seats.
"I'm not giving anyone a reason to disqualify us for the tournament!" Jaune snapped, "I can compete."
"Jaune, are you sure?" Glynda asked. Mercury for his part, just stood at the far side of the ring. As soon as he saw Jaune's face, he knew he'd have an easy match. Nothing even close to a warm up for him, and now... well now he was confused, but a fight was a fight to him. But because she was cute, he'd make it quick, a painless ring out. He paused at that thought. Did he just think of a girl who supposedly used to be a guy as cute?
"I'm sure."
"Okay." Glynda sighed, as she knew once this got back to her sister-in-law Jasmine; she was not going to have a pleasant conversation with her. Nor was Glynda going to have one with Ozpin, as she was certain this was his fault. "Go get changed. You have two minutes."
It wasn't even a minute later that Jaune returned , howvere instead of a Beacon uniform she was wearing one of Beacon's sweatsuits.
"Were is your combat attire and weapon?" Glynda asked, her sharpe green eyes narrowing on the one student that was the bane of her teach existence, but also one of her cherished family.
"Um." Jaune hesitated. "The locker room."
"Why?"
"None of it fits anymore." Glynda's hope for a return to a productive uncomplicated day permanently died at that very moment.
"And your weapon?"
"I can't lift it." Jaune replied her head hanging so low that the waist length waterfall of golden hair she now had rolled about he shoulders to hide her features completely.
"Ms Nikos?"
"Yes professor?" Pyrrha stood up from her seat, which she had returned to when Jaune had entered the locker room.
"Is Mr... I mean... Ms Arc capable of lifting your weapons, and do you mind if she borrows them for this spar?"
"She should be able to... I think? Shall I go get them?"
"Please."
Mercury was getting antsy. He was spending less and less time concentrating on the upcoming spar, and how to end it quick, to dwelling on the various attributes of the guy... girl, or whatever he was supposed to fight. He couldn't help but notice the swell of her chest, or the roundness of her hips and behind. He found himself repeatedly licking his lips, as she moved about. The waterfall of blonde hair now pulled back in a pony tail, fastened with a hair tie floating about her, like silk in the wind, as she moved. He tried to chastise himself, but he just couldn't do it. She was angelic. Too innocent to be at beacon.
He was feeling like a brute as he watched the poor, delicate doll like figure struggle even with Nikos' shield and sword. She was having such a hard time that she eventually just dropped the sword and used both her hands to hold the shield up. He seriously gave the professor a look, asking if she was serious about this. Goodwitch with her shoulders slumped just nodded an answer to his unvoiced question.
"Tournament rules. Fighters are you ready?"
Jaune and Mercury nodded. Mercury's was feeling uncomfortable about this match, which was totally unlike him. He lived togive people a good ass kicking, but here right now... it made him feel dirty.
"Begin!"
The spar did not start how anyone expected. Half thought Jaune was just going to hunker down, the other half figured she'd just blindly charge... NO ONE thought she would drop the shield, grab the hem of her sweat shirt and pull it up; let alone add a extra little hop.
"JAUNE JONATHON ARC!" Glynda screamed in rage and mortification, as the entire class fell to complete silence due to shock.
Mercury skidded to a stop. His whole plan of just putting his foot as softly as he could into Jaune's gut and shoving her out of the ring forgotten. The blossoming of pain centred in his groin caused him to gag, and double over. Jaune was not in any way shape or form a martial artist in even the loosest forms of the word; but she did know how to kick. Years upon years of dance training taught her precision and speed. Both of which she put into action when executing a basic ballet high kick. Everyone knew a blow to the groin hurt, regardless if the victim was male or female, what many females didn't know was that even a hard glancing blow had the potential to put any guy on his knees.
RWBY and JNPR said nothing, and vowed to tell recently fainted Pyrrha nothing as they watched Jaune grab her Akuno and use it like a professional wrestler uses a steel chair, to cause blunt force trauma.
Jaune couldn't believe how weak she felt. All that training with Nora and Pyrrha. All those hours of stiffness and soreness for nothing. Her chest heaved as she struggled to heft Akuno above her head even with both her hands, but she did it and using all her strength, and feather weight body combined with gravity she smashed it down on the back of Mercury's exposed head. With her opponent driven to the floor seeing stars, Jaune tossed Akuno aside, and dropped to her knees. Gritting her teeth she started to push and after a few long seconds; succeeded to rolling the recovering Mercury over and out of the ring.
"Winner by ring out Jaune Arc." came the strained voice of his Aunt as she announced the match outcome.
Exhausted, Jaune fell back off her knees to her ass, and just sat there. She had won, she had won... she had flashed a boy she didn't know! Jaune's face instantly grew crimson red, her mouth hanging open as she finally understood what she had just done. Not only had Mercury gotten a up close view of her girls, but the whole class as well. Jaune hid her face in her hands, as she started to hyperventilate. A soft but firm hand on her shoulder caused her to stiffen.
"Go get changed, then meet me at my office... we have things to discuss young man... lady. Understood?" The tone of Glynda's voice left no room for disagreement. So Jaune just nodded keeping her face hidden behind her hands. "Good. Now go."
Jaune scampered to her feet and bolted, straight for the locker room. Leaving Professor Goodwitch to glare out over her gathered students. No one dared move, as they waited for the authoritarian combat instructor to say something.
"I will suggest this now. Anyone who has video or pictures of this match... delete them now. If you don't and I find out you haven't or worse did something inappropriate say like sharing them you will WISH you were serving detention with me for the next four years... instead of Professor Port." Glynda's green eyes scanned the student body, catching many of her students quickly working with their scrolls."CEMN, please assist Mr Black to the infirmary. Ms Nikos please return your weapons to your locker, thank you for allowing Ms Arc to use them for her spar."
Glynda proceeded to bring order back to her class, and soon the spars were once again going, without any further indecent incidents occurring.
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Ozpin still nursing his hangover felt the distinct chill of someone walking over his grave, run up his spine. He knew something big was happening, or had happened. He knew he was going to get blamed for it, and part of him accepted that it was most likely his fault; not that he was EVER going to admit that to anyone. Taking a few more sips of coffee, and feeling the Brother's blessed gift to Remnant flow through him; he decided to take a look at the book that had been on his desk. Opening the bottom drawer, he fished it out from under the bottle of Mistrallian whisky. Dropping it on his desk, he took several more sips of the nectar of the gods.
Looking down at the book he noticed the rather antiquated language the title was written in. It had been more than a few years since he had been expected to be able to read that language or writing style, so it took him a moment. A moment he decided to relish with a sip of coffee. When his less than currently sharp mind finally deciphered the words, he did a spit take.
"Shit." he groaned as his shoulders drooped, and his eyes closed trying to shut out the title of the book.
"BE THE LIFE OF THE PARTY! TRANSMUTATION! THE GAG OF A LIFETIME!"
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So a stupid goof of a story. Again a fem!Jaune one, but less serious than "Secrets (Revamp)". I needed to step away from the darker/serious tone of more of my stories, and just play around.
Not sure if I could expand this past this first chapter without either becoming just a mess of barely connected scenes, or becoming dark. But who knows. After I get some other projects caught up/finished maybe I will try doing something just fun. Not much else I can say. I hope if anything this gave you a smile while you gave it a read.
There WILL be an update to "Monster" next week.