Billy: WHAT THE FUCK HAPPENED?
Anon: I don't know, but when I saw the reviews, I thought something was wrong with our way of putting the lyrics but when I checked...
Billy: Good Lord, it was like fucking code or something. Anyways, we apologize for that little fuck up, but we're not sure what was that, if anyone has an idea, please leave a review so that we'll know what to do
Anon: Yeah, that was something we, and the rest of you weren't probably expecting so yeah, sorry about that
Billy: Anyways, Bunny's still gone so it's just the two of us and this long ass List, so as a form of an apology (Assuming the bullshit that was last chapter doesn't happen again), we decided to make a little mini-series that would update every few chapters
Anon: And oddly enough, it's another anime Billy's been watching that's about Sherlock Holmes, was it?
Billy: Close, but it's about his archnemesis, James Moriarty. And since he's BLONDE... hehehehe, oh just give me this, dammit
Anon: But we hope you enjoy this chapter and again, we're sorry about the last one folks
Disclaimer: RWBY belongs to RoosterTeeth and Monty Oum (RIP). Moriarty the Patriot belongs to both Ryōsuke Takeuchi and Hikaru Miyoshi. SUPPORT THE OFFICIAL RELEASE
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"We're switching Theaters?" Ruby asked as she, along with the other students, stood at the Lobby.
"Yes, there was a Reality Instability issue that caused us about 500 Multiverse Units to call in the local mechanics." Billy explained.
"And it's the cheapest we could find considering that the R&D Department has their hands full at the moment." Anon added with an exasperated frown.
"Reality Instability?" Jaune asked.
"Yes, imagine being in the eye of a hurricane where everything is calm and you're currently being pulled out of the eye and into the walls where you'd be flying around and you'd probably die. That's Reality Instability." Billy darkly described with a bright smile, which made Jaune, Oscar and Ruby pale at the implications.
"A-and it's getting fixed, right?" Oscar nervously asked.
"Thankfully it is at the moment, but unfortunately it's gonna take a whole ass while." Anon replied.
"So this explains our switching of Theaters, Mr. Anon sir?" Penny asked.
"Yes Penny, and please it's only Anon, we're friends." Anon corrected, patting the head of the android, who smiled at the thought of another friend.
"ANYWAYS, LET'S HOP TO IT." Billy announced, pointing towards a grand spanking new Theater.
As they entered, they were in awe. The new Theater looked the same as the previous one only it had a futuristic twist to it.
"Wow! If only my father was here to see this!" Penny commented with stars in her eyes.
"Like the new place." Sun whistled, then shivered as he zipped up his jacket. "Sure is a lot colder though."
"Feeling cold, monkey boy?" Blake teased.
"Well even I have a freezing point, kitty." Sun winked at the cat faunus, who rolled her eyes.
"This room was supposed to be someone's dumb idea of a storage room for ice cream." Anon glared at Billy, who shrugged with a goofy grin. "But I saw potential in it and made it an extra Theater in case the first one was busted."
"But enough about that, it's time to get back to MORE UNIVERSES!" The students cheered as they took their seats.
It wasn't long until the adults came back, this time with an extra guest.
"Mom!" Ruby and Yang cried out as they came rushing towards Summer, who looked more like herself again, white cloak and all.
"Oh, I missed the both of you!" Summer said, tears in her eyes as the rest of the audience watched their little reunion.
"We thought you were a goner!" Yang pulled back, doing her best to wipe off her tears.
"Knowing Summer? I doubt that." Qrow patted his former leader's shoulder.
"You should! I was always the one saving your sorry butt, ScareQrow." Summer grinned at the nickname, which caused Qrow's breath to hitch.
"Shortstack." Qrow grumbled, but he had a small grin. He missed these times with Summer.
It was then that Team RWBY and Team JNPR approached the reunited family.
"So these are your partners?" Summer asked her daughters. Yes I won't go into specifics since it's a headache enough.
"Yup! This is Weiss, she's the bestest bestie in the whole world!" Ruby hugged her partner, who was blushing in embarrassment and had a small frown on her face.
Reminds me of my own partner. Summer thought as Ruby pulled away and Weiss introduced herself.
"A pleasure to finally meet you, Ma'am." She greeted with a bow.
"Please, it's only Summer! I sound old if you call me "Ma'am". The older Rose guffawed.
"Very well, Summer." Weiss said with a small smile, Summer's personality reminded her of her mother's before her breakdown to alcoholism.
"I'm Blake Belladonna, Yang's partner." Blake introduced herself as she and Summer shook hands.
After the rest of Ruby's friends introduced themselves, the adults took their seats, with Summer sitting with Taiyang and Qrow.
"So I'm assuming Bunny told you the rundown of this whole shebang?" Anon asked Summer, who nodded.
"Good, then you know what to expect then?"
"Yes, I'm quite excited to see my girls be featured in some other worlds, oh how they're gonna kick some butt!" Summer gushed.
"Yeah!" Ruby cheered as Taiyang chuckled while Qrow grinned.
"You might wanna blame Jaune for taking most of the screen time." Yang smirked teasingly at the blonde knight in question.
"Hey!"
"Oh, Jonny's kid?" Summer asked, looking at Jaune, whose eyes widened.
"You knew my dad?"
"Kid, we all knew your old man." Qrow sighed. "If anything, you're almost like him."
"I... am?" Jaune was shocked that his father was like him, even more that he attended Beacon.
"Yup, old fashioned, a bit of a gentleman but was really dense sometimes." Taiyang scratched the back of his head.
"You're not wrong." Jaune sighed, Pyrrha thought of the same thing.
"WELP, NOW THAT'S OUT OF THE WAY, TIME FOR ANOTHER UNIVERSE!" Billy announced, as the screen showed multiple emblems.
The screen opened up to a view of a spectacular city, with a tall ass skyscraper and some buildings.
New York, 1911
"New York?" Ruby asked, this was new.
"1911?" Jaune added.
"Right, I forgot." Anon piped in. "This is but a glimpse into a new world we're gonna slowly show you just to ease you in."
"So this New York belongs to this new world?" Ironwood asked.
"Yes, specifically the world known as Earth." Billy replied. "And yes, they named their world after dirt, don't ask."
Inside someone's bedroom, a boy laid down and was reading a book.
"There you are, Elle." An old man entered the room.
"Yeah." The boy named Elle said, not taking his eyes off the book.
The man approached the young lad. "Didn't you hear me calling you?"
"I did. But I'm reading a really interesting part right now." Elle replied.
"You're just too into books." The man said.
"Just like someone I know~" Yang teased Blake, who gave her a frown.
"What are you reading this time?" He took the book from the boy and took a look at the cover, which had a familiar silhouette wearing a detective hat and had a pipe in his mouth.
Neptune Holmes: The Final Problem
Neptune's eyes widened in shock.
"Yo, you're a detective!" Sun said excitedly only to slump. "If only I was one too in a book."
"But wait, would that make him a fictional character or...?" Penny asked, her voice trailing off in confusion.
"In this world, he's real but that book is part of a series of fictional accounts of his life." Anon explained, which wowed the audience.
"Dude, you're famous!" Sun gushed but slumped again. "If only I was one too."
"Well, you're famous too, you're the author and Neptune's partner and closest friend here." Billy said, which made Sun jump for joy and fist bumped his friend.
"Nice!" But at the sight of Neptune's last name, it brought some confusion to the monkey faunus.
"Holmes?" He asked.
"Different universes, different names and personalities." Anon explained.
"Neptune Holmes, huh?" The old man said before skimming at the pages. "I just don't like those detective guys."
It was until he stopped at a picture of an old, but familiar man.
"Scary..." Nora asked, feeling that she's seen the old geezer somewhere.
"This is the story of Professor Moriarty." A voice narrated
"Moriarty." Jaune said, putting a name on the eerily familiar old man as the name felt ominous.
The screen changed to someone writing Math equations on a board as their long blonde hair was shown.
"The criminal that managed trick that famous detective, Neptune Holmes."
"Jaune's a criminal?!/I'm a bad guy?!" Jaune and his friends screamed in shock.
"So remember when we said that there are universes where you are evil?" Anon asked the blonde, who nodded and realized.
"Th-this is one of them?" Jaune asked as Billy nodded.
"Consider this a little insight and something for you to learn in order to not end up like your evil other on the screen." Billy wisely said.
"I see..." Jaune said, feeling a little worried that he's watching an evil version of himself.
"So we might learn a thing or two about how a criminal's mind works." Ironwood mused, even if it was an alternate version of Ozpin's student, who was by no means a criminal back in their own universe, it would prove useful.
"So Jaune and I are archenemies here?" Neptune asked nervously, not exactly feeling the best when he heard that his other was tricked.
"Yes but it's best that you continue watching to find out more."
The screen then showed a red night, a mist covering a different city.
"Wait, this is different." Scarlet said.
"This takes place in the country of England, a century before." Anon explained.
A boy was then shown running away from someone or something before hiding behind a crate.
The boy peeked to see no one's there and turned only to see the silhouette of someone grabbing the boy and the screen went dark.
The screen opened up again to the boy being tied up and showed the man who kidnapped him with a creepy smile before the screen went dark once more.
"Stranger danger!" Oscar yelled.
"Get away creepy man!" Ruby said, clinging on to her mother.
"That was Jaune?!" Pyrrha asked the Hosts, mortified.
"Uh, that wasn't me." Jaune awkwardly cut in.
"Mr. Arc was right." Billy said, earning sighs of relief.
The screen opened to a bright sunny day in front of a fountain before showing a simple, yet elegant home as a coat of arms was shown with the words: "Je Crois En Moi"
The screen cuts to a view of a newspaper as a calm, older but all too familiar voice spoke.
"Finally, the seventh victim..."
The screen then showed an older Jaune wearing a nightgown with long hair. "Frightening Citizens in Face of the Mysterious Abuser, huh..."
Pyrrha was charmed at the sight of an older Jaune and thought that long hair looked quite good on him.
"What a terrible incident, isn't it, Brother?" Another voice asked as the screen showed Whitley wearing a suit serving Jaune some tea.
"Whitley?!" Winter and Weiss yelled, surprised to see their younger brother.
"Who?" Ruby asked.
"My brother, and apparently he's Arc's brother in this one." Weiss said.
"Yeah..." Jaune replied. "Treating young boys as playthings, and killing them brutally at the end."
Whitley frowned at the thought. "I can't believe a human being would do such a thing."
"Simply deplorable." Winter spat out, her sister nodding in agreement.
"So is Jaune a bad guy or..?" Sun was a bit confused that with Jaune being designated bad guy, he's shown to be a nice guy here, or at least empathetic.
"Keep watching." Anon simply said.
Jaune, however, looked up to his little brother and smiled hollowly. "People do things that are inhuman, that's just what human beings are."
Some the blonde's statement to be true, but others were a little freaked out by the fact that he smiled while saying it.
Jaune couldn't believe that he would smile while saying something like that, what made his other this way?
"He is not wrong." Ozpin muttered sadly, himself seeing and experiencing the worst of what Humans and Faunus had to offer.
Jaune looked back at the paper. "Growing discontent towards the Police, who's not taking actions..."
"There aren't any clues, so they seem to be having a hard time." Whitley gave his input.
"There are clues." Jaune retorted, which confused his brother.
"There are?" Weiss asked, curious yet skeptical.
"It's in this article." Jaune explained, opening the newspaper. "Did you notice anything by looking at the jobs of these children and their parents?" He asked.
"Clock smith." Whitley read. "Hatter, Jeweler, Horse keeper, Tailor."
"And then, we don't know what job his father does, but there's a messenger boy." Jaune cut in. "People wouldn't want things that they've never seen, they would want things that they've seen."
He then looked at the breakfast his brother cooked up for him and said. "Whitley, you make excellent Omelette rice, I miss it every time I feel hungry even when I'm not at home."
"Well... thank you." Whitely said, surprise on his face.
"Wait, what's the clue?" Yang asked.
"I feel like it's gonna be revealed later." Blake said.
Jaune then looked at a painting. "However... yes, for example, for Oriental people who might not know the existence of Omelette rice, there's no reason for them to want this."
"People who work at any of the jobs that we just mentioned, have many chances to have contact with people who are noble or from the upper class."
"Noble people don't go to butcher shops by themselves to buy meat." Jaune continued, looking at the ceiling. "But..."
"They do visit jewel stores to choose jewels, and visit stables for horse-riding..." Whitley finished, seeing his brother's point.
"That's right." Jaune said. "So, I guess they have the chance to see the family who are present. It's not unusual for the shop owner's son to help with the job while learning how to do it."
"And they have the chance to meet the messenger boys at clubs that they belong to..." Whitley said.
"Yes." Jaune agreed. "The criminal was not walking around to find the desired prey."
"Instead, he had desires toward people that he saw who live near him."
"People would want things that they've seen." Whitley recalled his brother's words, now it made sense.
"A rather excellent deduction, Mr. Arc." Ozpin commended.
"Woah! He's a better detective than those two!" Nora said, pointing at the Junior Detective duo.
"Hey!"
"So the killer is most likely someone of noble upbringing, whose victims might have lived near him." Jaune guessed. "Question is who?"
"It might just be a coincidence." Weiss retorted, but the blonde shook his head.
"Can't be, not when there's seven cases of it."
"It might be a coincidence if there are only two or three such cases." Jaune admitted. "But when there's five or six, it becomes very unlikely."
The similarities between the audience and the on-screen Jaune's claim shocked most in the Theater and some were in awe.
"Good thinking as always, Fearless Leader!" Nora praised, which earned a sheepish chuckle from the blonde.
"It's nothing, just connected the dots, really."
Impressive. Ironwood thought at the level of intellect from someone like Jaune Arc, it seemed that Ozpin chose his team leaders carefully.
"So that means..." Whitley said.
"This might be an incident that we can handle." Jaune said.
"But it seems that one of the victims is an orphan who lives on the street." Whitley read the newspaper again. "How would you explain this..?"
"An orphan?!" Yang shouted, enraged as her eyes turned red.
"They're a disgrace if they were of noble blood!" Winter growled.
"Despite Jaune being a bad guy here..." Ruby muttered before scowling. "I'll let this one slide, if it means justice for that poor orphan!" She spat, which surprised her family and her friends.
Ozpin and by extension, Summer gasped as they saw the reaper's eyes glow for a brief second but chose to stay silent.
"You're right. Noble and orphan." Jaune thought of it. "The worlds that they live in can't be more different. In that case..."
"This will probably be the clue of finding the criminal." Jaune's voice concluded as the scene changed to a view of a tailor shop, a carriage bearing the Moriarty heraldry coming to a stop.
Inside, the tailor took a bloody button from a bag, and stared at it in sadness.
"That must be the dad of one of the kids." Sun sadly said. "Poor guy, can't imagine what he's feeling, losing his son."
Ruby felt sympathy for the man, knowing what it felt like to lose a loved one, Summer saw the look in her daughter's face and pulled her into a hug.
Jaune, however, could only hope that his other would take whoever killed those children to justice, despite his villainous role and the method his other would do to achieve it.
The tailor then heard the door jingle open and looked up in surprise as to who entered.
"Lord Oscar!" Indeed it was, an older, taller Oscar, whose slightly longer hair was neatly split in the side which brought out his kind hazel eyes.
Oscar's jaw dropped like an anvil at the sight of his alternate older self, who wore fancy clothing that contrasts his simple farm wear, in fact he found the dark grey and green suit to look good.
Ruby looked at the on-screen Oscar, then to the one in the audience and had a faint blush, finding the older version of the boy charming.
"So the young, or rather older, Oscar is Mr. Schnee and Mr. Arc's brother?" Port asked, noticing the Moriarty heraldry from earlier.
"Yes, in fact he is the eldest among the three." Billy nodded.
"And by the way the tailor addressed the boy, he's a noble?" Glynda guessed, pushing her glasses up.
"I'm a noble?!" Oscar shouted in shock.
"He's an Earl." Anon replied.
"An eel?" Nora asked, which earned giggles from her friends.
"Earl," Jaune corrected, "It's a nobility title which I think is 2 ranks below a King and it's a term mostly used in Mantle during the old days, with its Valean counterpart being a Count."
"I'm impressed by your knowledge of old History, Mr. Arc." Oobleck praised.
"Grandpa used to tell me a lot of stuff back in his time." Jaune sheepishly said.
Oscar tipped his hat in response.
"I'm honored that you have come, how may I help you today?" The tailor asked. "I believe we agreed on a later date for the tuxedo you have ordered..."
"No, that's not why I'm here today." Oscar said, taking off his hat and placed it on his chest. "I'd like to offer my condolences for the loss of your Roddy."
"So that was the poor kid's name." Qrow raised his flask for Roddy.
The tailor was surprised, as he felt humbled by the nobleman who gave his condolences to him, a simple working man. But nonetheless, he sighed, looking at the portraits of himself and his son, Roddy.
"I would've gone to his funeral if you've told me." Oscar said.
"I am so flattered." The tailor waved his hands in disbelief. "To think that an earl like you would come to a funeral for us the common people..."
"That was very considerate of you, Oscar." Ruby said, smiling at the boy who simply scratched his cheek.
"Well, I wouldn't let any fancy titles make me less kind, and I think my other self would probably think the same." Oscar replied.
Ozpin smiled at the kindness in the boy's words, which made him wonder more. Who was this boy? He could ask the Hosts.
Feeling that the Headmaster would ask the question, Anon quickly wrote up a note, folded the paper into an airplane and sent it flying towards Ozpin, who caught it.
Upon unfolding, Ozpin read. "I can't speak much, though what I can tell you is that you and him will become very connected soon, ;)"
It didn't take long for Ozpin's eyes to widen in realization as he stared at Oscar, and could only sigh. So my burden continues... unless...
He decided on thinking about it later, opting to continue watching the universe.
Oscar seemed taken aback, but sighed, unsurprised by the tailor's response.
"You look like you're a bit tired out..." Oscar pointed out. "Are you sure you don't need any rest?" He asked in concern.
"I deeply appreciate your concern." The tailor replied. "However work is a good distraction for me..." He looked at the side of the shop, where all varying cloths were and Oscar followed his gaze, recalling how he met the tailor's son.
"He's still hurting, he can't move on so he distracts himself..." Oscar muttered sadly, feeling remorse for the man.
"I met him at this store a few times too." Oscar remembered. "Roddy was a good boy."
"Yes..." The tailor said. "I don't mean to brag as his father, but he was honest and sensible..."
"To think that the boy would meet with such tragedy..." The tailor looked away, sorrow and grief evident in his voice.
"If..." Oscar turned back to the tailor. "If I get to know who is the criminal..." His eyes were blank.
"I don't wanna know the rest of that, thank you very much!" Oscar waved his hands frantically, a bit creeped out by the look on the tailor's eyes.
"But that begs the question." Ironwood placed a hand on his chin in thought, his eyes landed on Jaune. "Where would Mr. Arc come into play in all of this?"
"We may find that out soon, James." Ozpin replied, having an inkling as to what role the blonde knight might be.
The scene then changed to a square, nobles were walking about, carriages were being driven to and fro as a boy played an instrument at the base of a monument.
The audience was awestruck by the architecture and the overall view of England and this new world they were watching.
"Keep in mind, ladies and gentlemen. England is but a preview of the rest of Earth that we're gonna show you." Billy smirked, which made the excitable students in the Theater more eager to see what Earth had to offer.
As the boy kept playing, his cup was still devoid of coin as noblemen and women passed him by without another thought until he dropped down, exhausted by all the playing.
That was, until someone tossed a coin into his cup, which he smiled as he looked up to see Jaune with a kind look, who wore a brown suit and red tie with a top hat and carried a cane.
"I'd like to have a word with you." Jaune told the boy, as he held a coin on his gloved hand. "Can I?"
Pyrrha blushed at the charming suit Jaune wore.
"You know, I was expecting Vomit Boy to wear something... I don't know, white and gold?" Yang titled her head, with Summer looking at her daughter with confusion at the nickname.
"And get dirt and mud on a crisp white suit? No thank you." Jaune declined.
"Well, Weiss rocks the white all the time." Yang retorted, pointing at the heiress.
"Yang, I don't think there's any mud or dirt in Vale." Blake deadpanned.
The scene then changed to a tavern, where Jaune watched the boy he paid eat a bunch of what seemed to be meat pies.
"Sorry for letting you pay for the food, sir." The boy said, pies still in his mouth. "So, what do you want to ask?"
"Aww, look at you two, a bunch of kind souls!" Yang pulled the dork farm boy and the dork knight into a double headlock.
"Yang, I'm starting to think that you should let go now." Summer sweatdropped at the sight of the two boys, who were slowly turning blue.
"Yang..." Ruby frowned.
"Alright, I'm letting go of the Dork Knight and Adorkable Farm Boy." Yang let go of the boys, who were gasping for air as Taiyang frowned a tiny bit at the nickname of Oscar, and at the fact that Ruby blushed at the mention of the latter's nickname.
"That musical instrument wasn't yours before, was it?" Jaune said, which made the boy stop eating and stare at the blonde in shock.
Nonetheless, Jaune continued. "You don't seem to have gotten used to using it despite it being your tool to make a living."
"Sir, don't tell me you're with the cops..." The boy tensed.
"Of course not." Jaune shrugged. "If that's the case, I wouldn't be so roundabout."
"Yeah, I suppose." The boy relaxed a little, as he continued to chow on his meat pies. "Those guys would arrest me before asking anything."
Ironwood frowned at that but he understood that this was a time and place different from his own, perhaps they improved their law enforcement in the future.
"This thing belongs to Kath." The boy gestured to the instrument, as Jaune perked up at the name mentioned.
"The orphan living on the street!" Jaune remembered.
"You sound so sure." Ren said, but Neptune had a look of realization as well.
"No, he's right." Neptune muttered before speaking his thoughts. "There was a brief mention of an orphan being one of the victims, and that it said they lived on the street."
"Now normally, this would be a broad claim," Jaune cut in. "But considering that the boy said it belongs to someone else named Kath, who probably knew how use it better to make a living..."
"No doubt about it, Kath is our orphan." Neptune snapped his fingers. "And they may be the clue to finding our killer!"
The room was silent until Billy broke the silence. "Well, let's see if the both of you are right!"
"You know that too don't you?" It was then a flashback played as Kath's body laid on the street as the boy gave his account on that day.
"Because of that incident, Kath became like that. So, as his buddy, I took it over, and also used it to make myself a living."
As the flashback ended, the boy concluded. "Well, since it looks ominous, I play at a different place now."
Feeling that he is close, Jaune asked. "Then, where was the place Kath used to make a living?"
"Oh, about that," The boy replied. "It was two streets across from where we were just now."
The scene then changed to Jaune standing at the spot where a white flower was placed on the spot where Kath once played under a street sign.
The criminal was watching from the carriage...? Jaune surveyed the surrounding area, watching as a nobleman walked towards his carriage.
No. Jaune shook his head. If he had decided on the prey, he'd have had the chance to watch more carefully...
It was then that his eyes landed on one large, particular building behind the many other smaller residential buildings, more specifically at a certain window.
"Bingo." Neptune smirked as Jaune pumped his fist.
"Dude..." Sun said, his eyes sparkling with awe. "You two just cracked it!" He pumped both fists.
"Amazing..." Weiss whispered, in awe by the deductive prowess of not only Neptune, who she shouldn't be surprised about, but also of Jaune, as she was still in disbelief that the Arc would be this clever but she chose to reserve her thoughts of him for after the viewing.
"Good work, Fearless Leader and Detective Nerd!" Nora congratulated, earning an "Intellectual!" from Neptune.
"Uh, Pyrrha?" Jaune turned to his partner, who had a proud smile on her face that he found to be quite beautiful.
"Simply amazing Jaune!" Pyrrha said but scratched the back of her head awkwardly. "Granted, it took some time for me to wrap my head around it, I will admit."
"Simply sensational deduction, friend Jaune!" Penny said.
"It seems that your student and Lionheart's have the makings of great strategists and tacticians." Ironwood commended.
"As is expected of Mr. Arc, where combat prowess will fail him, he makes up for it with his rather ingenious tactical and strategic prowess." Ozpin said.
"That being said, his training with Miss Nikos would prove a great boon to his already growing potential in becoming one of the best of the best, despite the road ahead of him being longer and harder." Ozpin added.
"Had I found out sooner about his capabilities, I would have had him a student at Atlas." Ironwood chuckled.
The scene changed back to the Moriarty mansion as Whitley served Jaune another cup of tea.
"In that case, the criminal should've been watching from that window..." He guessed.
"I guess that's a big possibility." Jaune responded.
"His desires grew as he was watching the young boy begging every day, huh..." Whitley mused.
Needless to say, the way Whitley worded it grossed the fuck out of the audience.
"I'm getting some child predator vibes from this, bloody hell!" Scarlet shuddered.
"You said it." Sun agreed as Sage nodded.
"Whose house was it?" He asked.
"No, it's not a private residence, but the clubhouse of the Gastros Club." Jaune replied, setting his tea down.
"Gastros Club?" Yang asked then wore a grin. "Lemme guess, they're full of gassy people?" She punned oh so terribly, which earned groans from many of her friends except for Taiyang, who chuckled.
"The Gastros Club..." Oscar muttered in familiarity as he hung up his top hat. "That's the place where wealthy gourmets often visit."
"Oh, so you know the place, Big Brother?" Jaune asked.
"It's still weird that I'm the older sibling." Oscar awkwardly commented.
"Trust me, I know." Jaune agreed.
"I haven't heard many good things about that club, but some people that I know have joined." Oscar explained, taking a seat across from his brother.
"That's great." Jaune said. "Because we'll need a referrer to join the club."
"Brother, in that case..." Whitley said.
"Yeah." Jaune decided. "Now that we have so many clues, we can't just ignore this incident."
"If that's the case," Oscar placed a hand on his chin. "We might be able to give Eden a chance for revenge." Referring to the tailor.
At Oscar's statement, the audience perked up and tensed.
"So this is how Mr. Arc comes into play." Ozpin mused. "Whatever chance for revenge he is giving Mr. Eden, it won't end well."
The scene changes to Jaune at the Gastros Clubhouse where he is sat at a table drinking tea.
"Hey, you." Jaune called out to a waiter.
"Yes. Can I help you?"
"Who is that person who's always sitting by that window?" Jaune asked.
"He is Earl Argleton." The waiter explained. "I heard that he was one of the founding members of our club."
"He's also known to kill kids, did you know that too?" Qrow spat out snarkily.
"So, it has been a special seat for earls since the establishment of the club?" Jaune guessed.
"That's not really the case but..." The waiter replied. "He usually sits there when the seat isn't occupied."
At that, Jaune's blue eyes narrowed dangerously, coldly glaring at the earl as his suspicions have been confirmed as he stood, walking towards Argleton.
"Here we go..." Summer said.
"Time to nab us a scumbag!" Sun cracked his knuckles.
"I could not agree more." Jaune agreed, his tone surprisingly cold.
"Ren, Jaune-Jaune is scaring me." Nora whimpered, clinging on to Ren for dear life.
Pyrrha looked at her partner in silent shock, while she couldn't blame the knight, this was a totally different side of him... and shockingly, she found it to be quite a little bit hot.
"Earl Argleton." Jaune called out to the earl, who was still watching from his window.
Argleton turned to the sound of Jaune's voice as the blonde greeted.
"Nice to meet you." Jaune said. "My name is Jaune James Moriarty."
Some were quite surprised at the name change of Jaune's other self.
"So I'm guessing his nickname is..." Yang snickered. "JJ?!" She burst into laughter as some were laughing or chuckling at the nickname.
"Oh come on! I was in the zone!" Jaune groaned into his hands.
"It's alright," Pyrrha patted the blonde in the back then, in a rare instance of bravery, she leaned in near her partner's ear.
"It's quite cute," She then got even closer, her lips nearly inches away from the blonde's ear. "JJ." Pyrrha whispered, her voice seemed alluring in Jaune's ears.
Needless to say, Jaune could not be anymore red as he collapsed on to the floor.
"Jaune!"
Both twins facepalmed with a groan as Anon paused the viewing.
"Hopefully this won't be a reoccurring theme." Anon muttered.
"You said it." Billy agreed.
[BADASS CLIFFHANGER!]
Billy: Jaune collasping on to the floor has the same energy as me RUNNING OUT OF BRAIN CELLS because SCHOOL SUCKS
Anon: And my part-time job is a bitch to go through but one of us had to earn the buck
Billy: Anyways, we'll be finishing Moriarty the Patriot by next chapter so that we'll work on another idea for the chapter right after so yeah, if it seemed to us that we'll finish Moriarty and it's still a short-ish chapter, we'll just write in a Music AU right after
Anon: Yeah, expect a double whammy and as always, Read and Review
Billy: Favorite and Follow!
Anon: Stay Cool and Anonymous
Billy: AND STAY BOMBASTIC!
...Btw, we're sorry again for the last chapter, we hope it's fixed for all of you