Alright guys, so my day has been pretty good, thats why I was able to get this chapter out pretty fast. Right now just enjoying my weekend off. On tuesday I go in for my eye exam so I can finally get new glasses. And to top it all off, I get a four day weekend this week because of Veterans day, so overall I'm in a great mood.

It was the end of the night. And Jem and Winter were sitting across from each other in different chairs. One of the things he had replaced was he had some of the older chairs in the living room area of his motorhome replaced with some nice lazy boys. So he was much more comfortable, and he could watch his tv at a better angle than with the shitty ones that came with the motorhome. Course, right now he was just enjoying a nice quiet evening reading Dust and Ruin while sipping on his coffee. Some would think he was crazy for drinking coffee this late at night, but he added a bit of baileys irish cream to counteract the caffeine, so in reality, this was his nightime coffee. Winter was in the chair across from him reading her book in silence, he took a quick peek over his book to see that she was reading 20,000 leagues under the sea. Okay Jem couldn't fault her for that, that was a good book.

However, the fact that his motorhome now smelled like lavender and honey instead of coffee and bacon bothered the shit out of him.

"Was it really necessary to shampoo the carpet in here? It's a motorhome not a mansion." Jem said as he finally voiced his displeasure at her taking things a bit too far.

"I told you I would not live in squalor."

"There was nothing wrong with this, but you decided to go all Mr. Clean on it." He said as he pointed out how everything looked pristine.

"Are you seriously complaining about it being clean?"

"No, I'm complaining about the fact that you treated it like it was a plague hospital when there was nothing wrong with it before." He said as that was fairly reasonable.

"If I am to live here, I will uphold a certain standard." Oh god, it was like being under his old Platoon leader again.

" You started burning incense, I don't think that's a normal standard even for rich people." Jem pointed out.

"I am sure you of all people can understand holding your men to a certain standard." She said as he raised a brow.

"Huh?" He was confused now.

"Oh don't play stupid, I know you're former military."

"How could you know that?"

"You left your phone unlocked and on your instagram page."

"What the fuck?! That is a total breach of privacy!"

"If I am to stay in this world, it was necessary for me to gather intel."

"You literally went through my phone! That is so rude!"

"If you were in my shoes, you would do the same, besides, all I saw were pictures of you flexing your muscles and memes, hardly anything noteworthy."

CRACK!

Ouch, Jem felt that arrow go through his heart.

"The point is Specialist, you obviously didn't earn your rank by being lazy." Wait.

"…..How high of a rank do you think I am?" He asked her as she rolled her eyes.

"Do you think I'm stupid? Specialist is a high rank, only giving to those worthy of leadership." She said as Jem realized where she was going with this.

He forgot, in the show Specialist was a much higher rank in the Atlas Military, in fact, he was certain it was an officer rank considering Winter's attitude. Which meant, she thought he was an officer.

"Uh yeah, I'm guessing despite the fact you looked at my instagram and saw some photos from my time in the army you didn't bother to research how rank structure works here did you?" He asked as she scoffed.

"How different could it possibly be?"

"Well for one, Specialist is a junior enlisted rank." And now it was Winter's turn to look shocked.

Jem would be lying if he said he didn't get some sick satisfaction out of watching her face go all confused and horrified. And he could see why, after all, based on her reaction, she had just been told she got demoted from the equivalent of a Captain to that of a private. Oh how he loved to see her face suddenly realized she made herself look like an idiot.

"Yep welcome to the enlisted ranks now." He said as she didn't know how to take it.

"Shut up." She said as she went back to her book.

"Oh come on, I'm just joking, but in all reality, you shouldn't assume stuff." He was somehow telling her to chill out but also insulting her at the same time.

"I suppose that would explain the other photos I saw on your instagram…" In all reality, Jem couldn't believe she was using his instagram for information.

"Look, I post a lot of stuff on there, if you really want to know more about me or this world, why not ask me instead of creeping around my social media profiles?" He asked as she got a mean look on her face.

"Excuse me, did you just call me creepy?"

"You just admitted to stalking my insta….come on don't try to act like the victim here." He said as she grumbled.

"Fine." At this Jem couldn't believe it.

Did he just win an argument with a woman? Did he win? Hey he did! It was possible! All it took was arguing with a fictional character!

"I just find it funny how-"

"Oh goddamit."

The next morning

Jem was pissed off. After Winter had finished asking him question about their world, specifically questions on the military and the governments of the world, all he wanted to do was sleep. Winter was also not in the best of moods. Because when she tried asking him about the government of the world, he only said the same shit over an over again.

"Taxation is Theft." And then he wouldn't talk more about the government, apparently he wasn't a fan.

When she asked him about his military experience, she soon learned that the enlisted men had a very, VERY different life than she expected. At first she was confused as to whether she was learning about his time in the military, or if she was listening to an excerpt from a gay pride activisit. Because there was a lot of homoeroticism in his stories about his time in the field.

But he would always say 'Its not gay if its cold as fuck out.'

And if that wasn't enough, she learned about the horrible realities that were 'Barracks parties' and 'Blue Falcons'

Needless to say, she prayed that the enlisted men of the Atlesian forces weren't nearly as messed up as this countries army.

But Jem only laughed and said all enlisted men think alike. No matter where they are, or what they do.

Anyways back to the morning. Why was Jem pissed off?

Well you see, Jem had a custom made queen size bed in the master bedroom portion of the motorhome, and he absolutely loved it. But last night when he got ready to go to bed. He saw that Winter was already in his bed in her nightgown.

He tried to tell her that her bed was on the other side of the rv, but she said it was too small, and that she would take his. Knowing that he wasn't going to win that argument, he went to the bed she was supposed to take. While she had the best night of sleep in her life.

So Jem woke up, he prepared his coffee, while making sure that the whole place smelled like Black Rifle Coffee, just so he could get back at Winter a bit. And then he went on his morning run.

Winter on the other hand had woken up in a great mood. She had a pleasant dream. The bed she was in was comfortable. And she woke up with the perfect amount of sleep. And then, she smelled the smell of coffee and something cooking. It wasn't the food cooking that bothered her, it was the fact that again the whole place smelled like coffee.

Jem had finished his run and had started making his breakfast. Which consisted of a few slices of bacon, eggs, and some turkey sausage links. And, against his better judgement, he decided to cook a little more for Winter as well, not because he liked her or anything, but because he was certain that this way she wouldn't turn down a meal and he wouldn't have to deal with her cooking up some super healthy stuff that might not be as tasty. I mean come on, he ate healthy, but she had a whole new definition of health food.

"Ugh, why do you have to be so obsessed with cof-" She came out In her nightgown only to realize she wasn't dressed to be seen, and that there were two plates of food.

"First off, I'm surprised I'm awake before you, and secondly, I made breakfast, theres a plate for you too." He said pointing to her plate of eggs, bacon, some sausages, and a pancake.

"Oh…uhm…." Winter saw the plate, and decided not to be rude.

But she went and changed into something a bit more modest in terms of being seen.

Jem's mother had picked out some clothes for her at the store. Mostly because as everyone had learned, their clothes were not suitable for this place. Not just because it was starting to get cold, but als because as Jem had been so quick to point out, they looked like cosplayers, and that was not a good thing. Not because cosplayers were bad people, but because nobody dressed like that on a daily basis unless you were a weeaboo who thought Japan was exactly what it was like in anime and didn't know better.

So Winter came back in a pair of jeans, a t shirt and a hoodie to help with the chilly breeze in the air.

"Isn't that one of my hoodies?" He asked as he knew for a fact that was one of his.

"I didn't have any, so I borrowed it." She said as Jem looked down.

"I'm never going to get that back…." He was calling it now.

"…." Winter poked at her bacon with a fork.

"Whats the matter? You like it crispier." He said as he ate some eggs.

"Well its just…..I've never had bacon."

SLAM

Suddenly she saw that Jem had slammed his coffee cup down and looked at her in plain shock. It was almost like you had told a six year old that Santa wasn't real.

"What?"

"How is that possible?" He asked her.

"Well, my father was not one for food like-"

"You're in the military…"

"Atlas only serves the finest high performance foods for their soldiers in order to maximiz-" With that Jem hushed her.

"Try it."

"Excus-"

"Try it now, you won't regret it." Jem actually had a smile on his face.

Winter not seeing what the big deal was. Picked up piece with her fork and bit into it.

Jem saw her eyes go wide, and she froze.

"Well?" He said waiting for her reaction.

In the house

"Breakfast time!" Mom said as Team RWBY and JNPR were seated around the table eating pancakes.

Ruby was loving it here, it was almost like being back at home and enjoying life before signal academy! Pyrrha was opening up a bit more and was starting to relax a bit over the whole 'she was going to die' thing. But luckily with help from Jaune and her team, as well as reassurance that they could change the future, as well as some time to adjust and relax, she was certain that she was going to be alright.

Plus, all the good food that Jem's mother and grandmother were cooking was a great help.

Grandmama in particular absolutely loved Nora because no matter how much she cooked, Nora could handle all of it. And for someone who grew up in an Italian household, it made her happy that someone could finally eat all of the food she cooked without getting too full.

Meanwhile, she saw Jem run into the house.

"Morning honey, whats-" She saw Jem reaching into the fridge to get all the packs of bacon.

"She's demanding more!" Jem said as he had a mixture of fear and excitement on his face.

He sped out of the house as everyone was wondering what the hell was going on.

"Huh, I think they're making progress."