So here we go. So this one was tough to write because I'm busy with life and I've just been trying to handle things. I'm trying to save money, but also trying to pay off this last student loan before the year ends. On top of that, my truck is most likely going to need to be replaced soon, so looking at getting a Jeep gladiator, which costs a lot of money.

On top of that, also need to buy a gun for when I get out, because shits wilding out in the civilian world. On top of that, also trying to keep up my gym routine and recently also trying to fit in an MMA routine.

Life gets busy guys, and I'll try to make time to write for you, just know that if the chapters aren't as good, I'm only human so bare with me.

Jem could tell you about all the things he thought would happen in his lifetime. He figured there was a good chance that he would eventually be rich based on how much of a cheap bastard he was. He figured there was a good chance that something could happen in the world, and people would turn on each other and it would be up to you to protect yourself from all the people eating each other. He figured there was a good chance that eventually he would be able to chase the dreams he had as a kid.

However, if you asked him if he predicted he would be sharing a steak with a little lion faunus who just fell out of a sky, he would tell you there was no way that was ever going to happen.

And yet, here he was watching that adorable little lion faunus munch happily on her porterhouse as he was trying not to daaaww at her.

"Seriously look at how shes chewing! Like a little lion cub!"

He couldn't believe it, but needless to say when she looked at him with those innocent kitten eyes, he couldn't help but give her a steak, he was suddenly glad he cooked two porterhouse steaks, otherwise he wouldn't be eating any right now. Seriously she was just so adorable, the fact that he could practically hear nomming sounds radiating from her was giving him diabetes from how sweet it was.

But there still remained the issue at hand...

How the fuck did she get here?

"Uhm, okay uh...Little girl?" He asked.

"Nala!" She chirped between bites.

"Wait really?"

"Yeah why?"

"Thats...a good name..."

"Thanks mister!"

"You got to be kidding me! She's even named after a Lion king character!"

She finished off her porterhouse and looked up at Jem.

"Thank you! I haven't had a steak in a long time!" She said as Jem almost felt sorry for her.

"It was nothing." Granted he was hoping to have them both, but eh screw it.

"Uhm, if you don't mind me asking, where am I?" She asked as she looked around, and last she knew, she was on an island, not in a deciduous forest.

"Uh yeah, about that, look kid this is going to be a bit hard to explain, I'm just going to assume based on evidence in front of me, that you're from Remnant." He said as she looked at him while tilting her head like a puppy.

"Oh sweet jesus fuck, stop being adorable!" He thought as she looked so confused.

"Well yeah, where else would I be?"

"Kid, this may come as a shock, but you're not on Remnant anymore." He honestly didn't know any other way to put it.

"Ha! Thats funny mister!" She said as he knew this wasn't going to be easy.

"No kid, you don't get it...look, I'm going to take a wild guess and say that you ended up here because you had some dust fall on you?" Now THAT got Nala's attention.

"H-How did you know that?" She asked as the last thing she remembered before landing here was seeing that big collection of dust vials.

"Look kid, you're not the only one who had a mishap and ended up on this planet." Jem figured it was easier to just straight up tell her that rather than go into a big ass explanation that would require over 100 chapters to explain properly.

"Wait...planet?" Suddenly her eyes went wide.

"You're an alien?!" She said taking a step back.

"Uh...I mean technically yes and no?" He said as she would be the alien here.

"...You're not going to experiment on me are you?" She said suddenly scared.

"Nala, if I was going to do that, would I have shared a steak with you?" He pointed out as she suddenly felt more relaxed.

"Thats true, evil people wouldn't share steaks with people."

"You're right, now if a guy offers you candy, thats when you can be suspicious."

Nala laughed a bit at his joke even though she wasn't entirely sure what he meant by it. All she knew was that was what everyone kept telling her, if a strange man offered you candy, chances are something bad was about to happen.

"So you're saying that the dust teleported me to another world?" Nala asked.

"Yep."

"But...you don't look like an alien? You look like a human?"

"Yeah, I mean its hard to explain, yes you're on a different planet, but its populated only by humans, look its hard to explain, and I'm technically on my weekend getaway, why don't we just relax and we'll talk about it later when I take you back to the others."

"Others?"

"What? You're not the only one to land here stranded? How do you think I knew about the dust?" He said as this was sounding too perfect to be true.

"WAIT! But I have a job back home!" She suddenly panicked as she realized she was going to lose her job.

"Wait...job? But you're like seven!"

"...I..." She suddenly got really sad.

"Woah...kid, whats the matter?" He asked as suddenly he felt bad.

"I...I don't have anyone, its just me, so I had to take a job to survive." Oh fuck, now he felt really bad.

He saw Nala's tail droop and her face suddenly got all downtrodden as she was reminded of her situation.

"..." Jems thoughts went quiet for a bit.

"UGH!" Suddenly she found herself in a hug.

"I don't know really know her that well yet, but if anything were to happen to her, I would kill everyone involved." He said as he pulled back.

"Look, lets not worry about that, how about I cook up some burgers for us, and we can relax the rest of the weekend? I mean, I still want to get my camping time in, but after that, I'll take you back to the house where you can meet all the others."

Nala's depression was immediately gone as she heard 'Burgers'.

"REALLY?! YOU MEAN IT?!" Suddenly her tail was wagging like a dog.

"Sweet Fucking Brísingamen! Shes too adorable!" He thought as he honestly felt like shedding manly tears.

"Sure, but we did just eat steak, so how about we go for a hike for a bit and well come back in a bit, after all its a new planet to explore and what better way to experience it then in the great outdoors."

Nala suddenly got really excited, she hadn't ever been camping before! Well, despite the living on the streets for a bit. But this was nice! This man gave her food! He was offering her more food! And he was even offering her a place to stay! Granted she had completely forgotten all the 'don't take things from strangers' lessons. But he seemed like a nice guy! And no creep would offer steak!

"Uhm...mister, I don't have any hiking boots though." She said as Jem noticed she was dressed like a city girl.

"Oh...yeah...uhm." He said as the shoes she was wearing looked uncomfortable as fuck.

"Well we could go fishing." He said as she also looked away.

"I don't have any fishing equipment though." She said as she suddenly felt bad because she was interrupting his vacation.

"Don't worry kid, I got a spare fishing pole, you're all set." He said as her smile brightened up again.

"Oh my god, her fucking smile is seriously making me so happy!" He couldn't believe how contagious it was.

"But, these shoes are really uncomfortable." She said as Jem noticed they were built more for street walking, and it was a bit rougher terrain to the pond where he wanted to go fishing.

Looking at her defeated face he knew what he had to do.

TEN MINUTES LATER

"YAY!" Nala couldn't believe she was riding Piggy back as the man was carrying two fishing poles in his hands, he had also put a stetson on Nala's head to protect her head from the sunlight, it was a little bit big for her head, but she refused to take it off now, she absolutely loved it.

Granted, Jem was a little mad because he realized he gave her his expensive stetson, and seeing her be so happy at getting it, he knew he was never going to get that back. But seeing how happy it made her, he could learn to live with it.

Seriously this was turning into a pixie and brutus comic.

"Oh wowee! Look at that!" She said pointing to a butterfly on a tree.

"...I have my very own pixie..." He thought to himself.

Back at the house

"Ugh." Winter was bored.

Jem had gone off for the weekend. Her sister was out hanging out with Team RWBY and JNPR watching some movies. And here she was sitting by herself alone in the peace and quiet of the motorhome. Truth was that she had been looking for some peace and quiet for a bit, but now that it was here, she was really, really bored.

Usually she would be glad to be rid of distractions as she did enjoy her privacy. But recently it had been different. As much as Jem annoyed her at times, he was entertaining, even though she found herself getting irritated by some of his antics, he also made sure there was never a dull moment. So yeah he could be a pain in the ass at times, but now that he wasn't here, she was starting to see how boring it was when she was by herself.

"Hmmm." She said as she decided to go on his laptop.

When in doubt, just browse the internet. Instantly the laptop opened to his instagram page.

She had seen it before, but she had really only see the first bit of it, which was mainly his gym photos and some of his military photos. So she was curious and decided to scroll further and further down just for the hell of it. The first thing she noticed was how many photos he had of his friends, and of course the more she scrolled down she found more gym and muscle selfies. She rolled her eyes, seemed like nearly every man when he started to notice his physique changing had to post about it. But what surprised her was when she scrolled down further.

She saw a picture of Jem in the dark, and he was writing in a journal. She was curious, so she clicked on the photo.

"For as long as I can remember I have dealt with anxiety and depression.'

Okay now that was not something she was expecting to read at all. She had seen the man happy as can be and trying to live life the best he could. Hell, he even tried to get her to 'lighten up and see the bright side' So to read a post where he was saying he was dealing with mental health problems was concerning.

"But I never sought help for it because I was trying to convince myself that what I was feeling was normal, and eventually all that did was cause everything to come crashing down all at once in the middle of something important."

Winter had no experience with this, she could honestly say she never dealt with something like that, however she did know that mental health was a big issue on Remnant specifically among the enlisted men of the Atlesian army. She wasn't entirely sure what the cause of that was.

"Eventually I knew I had to swallow my pride and ask for help, so first thing I did was go to get an official diagnosis, the last thing I wanted to do was self diagnose even if I had a pretty good idea of it, finding a counselor was easily the best decision I made as I learned I wasn't the only one who was having problems like this, and that there were simple ways to fix it."

Again, she was surprised to see that Jem was going into this much detail considering how he had been the epitome of fun since she got here...even if he could be annoying and an idiot at times.

"And one of the things I found the most that helped was journaling, as it was something that helped me rediscover my enjoyment of writing, whether it was short stories or if it was just to organize my thoughts for the day, it gave me a sense of peace, and it made me realize that even though this may always be on my mind, and I would always have some bad days, it didn't mean that there wasn't any meaning in life, it just meant that you had to deal with some bullshit to appreciate the good things in life."

That was actually some pretty solid advice, she compared it to how she always kept her itinerary organized, so as to go on the path of least resistance.

"I'm not trying to claim what I'm doing will work for everyone, I'm not claiming to be some guy who has it all figured out, but the one thing I can say for sure, don't self diagnose, don't try to solve a problem you have no idea with, if you need a bit of help? Find someone you can trust, and maybe along the way, you'll find your own way to cope."

Jem was no poet when it came to putting his thoughts down, but she would admit, it got to the point. Especially that part of not being afraid to ask for help. She thought back to her own childhood, how her father was trying to groom her to be the heiress of the SDC, that was before she joined the military of course. But she remembered it all vividly, the long nights of studying, and how her father was always pushing her to be the best even if she didn't fully understand the magnitude of what she was doing. But her father merely would advise her she would have to figure it out herself as he wouldn't be around to hold her hand when she took his place. She often wondered if her commission into the military was her way of escaping it all. But then again, she didn't regret her decision to join, it wasn't a spur of the moment thing, as odd as it sounded despite the strict lifestyle, the military had provided her with the freedom she so desperately craved.

She tried to think about it from Jem's point of view, was his own thoughts of anxiety and depression similar to the pressure she had as a kid? And much like her he had found an escape?

But one thing still puzzled her, ever since she had been here, she had never seen him once frown. Well, at least not when something serious was brought up, Jem could get pissed if you messed with his stuff.

But her point still stands, not once would she picture him as the type to have those kind of problems? Was he just that good at hiding it?

Suddenly, Jem didn't seem like a caricature or even a clown anymore, and she was starting to wonder if there was more to him then she initially thought