Alright guys, so heres the thing, obviously I don't want this to be pure crack like the last time. So like I said, I'm introducing more of my own flaws into Jem's character, because I'll admit, I was diagnosed with Anxiety and depression, and yeah it does suck balls. But if theres one thing I can't stand, its how people CONSTANTLY use those as an excuse as to why they can't do anything right.

Winter was still surprised when she saw some of Jem's other posts. For awhile she had been thinking him of some dumb hillbilly. But the strangest thing was she was now seeing a side of him she didn't know. Granted she wasn't reading any of his journals, which she saw on his nightstand in the master bedroom of the motorhome. She wasn't going to breach his privacy like that, but his instagram was completely public, so it wasn't like she was creeping on him.

...

Okay maybe a little bit, but she wasn't stalking his page like some high school girl going through her first breakup.

Honestly though she was finding a lot of weird things.

For example, she came across a picture of him holding a drunk mexican guy bridal style as he flipped off the camera.

Okay...that was a bit weird, but she decided to move on.

Next post was a gym transformation photo where she saw a picture of Jem when he was roughly 16 in the mountains, where he was skinny and looked like a skeleton, to a picure of him doing curls in the gym. Again, a bit ego driven, but she was shocked to see he used to be a bag of bones. While she was expecting some dumb ass broscience quote, she saw it was simply a remainder to the people that hard work could pay off.

Next photo she saw was of him sitting atop a fucked up childrens bicycle in what appeared to be a police uniform carrying a SAW. Confused, she looked at the caption.

'Atropian Mounted Police.'

Okay, she had no idea what the fuck Atropia was, but something told her it was a inside joke she would not be understanding anytime soon.

Well, if there was one thing she knew for sure was that he was an odd person. Based on the conversations she had with him, as well as seeing the kind of stuff he posted. It seemed like on one hand, he could be goofy and fun one moment, but serious and stoic when it mattered, add that onto the fact he had admitted to having some issues in the past. It confused her. She usually maintained her work persona all the time, she never saw herself as having two personalities, and she surely never saw the reason to act goofy outside of work.

How the hell do you balance those out? Scrolling further, she also noticed one thing, none of these posts were asking for pity, they weren't depressing, all of them seemed to be trying to motivate people in ways.

"I want to make one thing clear, when I post about my own issues with Anxiety and depression, its not some bullshit rant on social media begging for attention like you see most people do, this is just my way of saying 'Hey, I know what its like.' Too many people want to run to social media, and rant about all the terrible events that happen to them and how its making them go crazy and they'll type out a rant about it. I'm trying to tell you this is the exact opposite of what you want to do. Sure they say your social media life doesn't reflect your actual life. But people forget all the time that what they write makes an impression in their mind that they eventually bring into reality with their own thoughts."

Jem in the video took a break to take a sip of coffee.

"Its true, whatever you're struggling with, it probably sucks, and I feel for you there. But you have to think it through, stop using your social media outlets as a cheap way to get a dopamine high, sure you make a post, and you get everyone's sympathies, but that small rush of dopamine isn't going to last, and eventually you'll look back and realized everyone saw you have a meltdown and it didn't fix anything. You're going to have bad days, thats true. Somedays you will break down, but if you rush to social media for comfort and let everyone know that you're having a breakdown, it will only do more damage and make you feel worse in the long run."

He took another break to take his necklace off.

"I'm not saying you can't vent, maybe instead of making that long ass facebook rant, pick up the phone and talk to a friend about it, you don't have to bottle it up, but you also don't have to put it out on social media for a cheap dopamine rush. Because once you put that shit onto your page, your brain will trick you into thinking that your entire life is nothing but one big cluster fuck. Because lets face it, even if you claim you can keep your social media persona separate from your personal life? You can't. Whether or not you exaggerate things you've done or what you're going to do, putting those thoughts into reality can have an effect, whether or not you make it positive or negative is up to you."

While she didn't quite understand everything she meant. She could have a basic understanding of it all. As she looked back at his posts, she did notice that anytime he did bring up his own mental health, it wasn't in a 'woe is me' status, it wasn't in a 'feel sympathy for me senpai' status. It was acknowledging the problem, but at the same time listing how you could deal with the problem or how you could work your way through it.

And then it hit her, she remembered how he ranted about your social media persona and your actual persona being one and the same, and as you put your words and thoughts out there, your mind eventually accepted those thoughts as your inner truth. So in other words, he was trying to put out things that actually reflected who he thought he was inside, unlike others who spent so much time building up a fake persona to get cheap likes.

"Maybe there is more to you then I thought..." She admitted to herself.

"...Still doesn't mean I'm going to let you wear ranger panties around the motorhome." She thought as she closed the computer down and picked up one of Jem's books

"Hmmm, Horus rising, Horus Heresy Book 1? Eh looks interesting."

Jem and Nala

"I GOT ONE! I GOT ONE!" Nala said as Jem was excited and standing behind her as she was reeling in a big fish.

"Hell yeah! Come on you got this!" Jem couldn't believe how excited he was.

They had found the nice little pond not too long after Jem had given her a piggy back ride, luckily it was nothing but nice soft grass, so she didn't have to worry about hurting her feet in the woods. And now he was watching her struggling to pull in a fish as she was also trying to keep her stetson from falling off.

"Ugh! This sucker weighs a ton!" She said as she was not expecting the fish to put up a fight.

"That just means he'll taste all the better!" Jem said wondering what she had hooked.

This pond they were at right now had a fair share of small mouth bass, large mouth bass, crappie, bluegills, catfish, and carp. But right now that didn't matter, because right now whatever was on the other end, it had to be big no matter what.

"WOAH!" She said as she felt herself being pulled in.

"UGHHHH! A little help?!" She said as he helped her hat stay steady.

"I meant help me pull it in!" She pouted as Jem smiled and laughed.

"Nooo way Nala, this is your big moment, you got the fish on the hook, its your job to bring it in." He said as he just held her hat in place.

"But he's heavy!"

"Thats the best part! Now come on, you almost got him!"

Nala despite the fact she was fighting a big ass fish right now had never felt so relaxed in her life. For once she didn't have to worry about food, she didn't have to worry about heading to work, she didn't even have to worry about all the chores she had to do at the orphanage before it burned down. For the first time in her life, she had free time and she didn't have to worry about enjoying it!

"HNNNNNNNNHHH!" She gave one final pull of the line.

"WOAH!" She said as she looked at the end of it.

Just to see a big ass catfish about the length of Jem's forearm, and nice and fat.

"Hell yeah! Look at that guy!" Jem was impressed.

"Wow!" Nala immediately went to go touch him.

"Woah now! Hold on!" Jem said as he stopped her.

"What?"

"Nala, you got to me be careful, here give me your hands, what you wanna do is place them right here and here, that way you have their spines and their fins secure so if they try to get out, you won't get pricked." He said positioning her hands so she wasn't in danger.

"Okay, now stay like that! I need to get a picture!" He said as he got his camera and Nala's tail started wagging.

"Should I pose?" She asked excited to have her picture taken.

"Do what you want kid, just keep a firm grip on the fish!" He said as he got his phone out.

Nala was having a blast! It may have been something simple, but if there was one thing she enjoyed, she loved having photos of things she had done. Before the orphanage burned down, she had a big collection of photos, granted she couldn't be in most of them because all she had was a tiny disposable camera that didn't have a timer, but for once she was actually going to see a photo of herself.

"Alright, three...two..." Jem counted down as she held her catch in front of her and mocked taking a bite out of it.

If Jem was allergic to adorableness he would have been dead by now.

CLICK

"And there we go." He said as He went ahead and took Nala's catfish and put it in the 'good eating' container.

Nala grabbed his phone and looked at the photo of herself. Jem was just looking down at her catfish and thinking that instead of burgers he would be cooking catfish, especially since there was nothing better than eating food you had caught or killed yourself. He was thinking maybe a nice cajun seasoning and cooked over a cast iron skillet would be good.

Suddenly he heard sniffling.

He turned to see that Nala was holding his phone, but she had some tears welling up. Immediately as if his protective instincts kicked in, he immediately went over to her.

"Woah hey now, sweetie whats wrong?" He said in a gentle voice as she wiped her eyes.

"Oh, its just...I've never seen a photo of myself before..." SHe said as she was smiling through it.

"D...Did my heart just skip a beat?" He said as that was simultaneously adorable but also sad.

"Hey, well I'll tell you what, when we get back, I'll print you out a copy you can keep, how about that?" She gave him a bright smile in return.

"You mean that?!" She got excited as he just smiled back.

"Of course I do." What he wasn't expecting was for her to suddenly jump and wrap her arms around his neck.

"THANK YOU!" She exclaimed as Jem didn't realize how high she could jump as he wasn't expecting her to make it all the way up to his neck.

"You're welcome." He said as he patted her back as he was certainly not expecting this.

"Now what do you say we go back and cook this guy up?" He said as she hopped off of him.

"MHMM! I've never had catfish before." She scratched the back of her head.

"Oh trust me kid, you're going to love it." He said as she hopped on his back for another piggy back ride.

You know, Jem was really enjoying his time with Nala. Seriously the little lioness was so adorable.

Later that night

Needless to say, Nala was a big fan of Cajun catfish. Jem didn't know why, but to be honest he did think it was funny, he wondered if it had something to do with her being a lion faunus? After all, Blake did like Tuna a lot and she was a cat faunus, and a lion was technically just a big cat, so did that have something to do with it? Course, his assumption was also based on Alex the lion from the first Madagascar movie enjoying fish after eating steak for the whole movie.

But, sadly, tomorrow was Sunday, and this little getaway ended tomorrow, because he did have to go back to work on monday, but he figured this was a great weekend, so there was nothing to complain about, and it was certainly worth seeing Nala so happy.

Speaking of which, he heard movement from the other side of the tent.

He saw Nala was having a hard time staying still.

"You okay kid?" He asked as she looked over at him.

"I'm just having trouble..." SHe said as she was certain she had picked the wrong place to sleep on.

"If you want, we can change spots." He was certain he could deal with some rough terrain, after all he used to sleep on an LMTV that shook like a crackhead going through withdrawals.

"No its okay! I'm good!" She said as she snuggled more into her sleeping bag.

Course he could still see how uncomfortable she was.

"Come on kid." He said as he picked her up and switched spots.

"What? No I'm good!" She said as she moved back to where she was.

"Kid, you're squirming around like a teenage boy at Kevin Spacey's house." Oh shit that might not have been appropriate to say.

"Huh what?" She said completely oblivious to what he just said.

"Look the point is, you're not going to be able to sleep if you keep trying to readjust." He said as he put her back in the spot he was in.

"Are you sure?" She asked not wanting to interrupt his sleep.

"Kid, trust me, I one time slept with in full kit laying against a spike rock, some uneven ground don't bother me." He said as he laid down in the spot she was in.

"Mister..." She asked as she laid down.

"Yeah?"

"Whats going to happen to me now?" She asked as even though she had so much fun today, it had been a lot to take in.

After all, she did just travel to a new world where she had no home, no job, no friends, and no family.

"Don't worry about it kid, like I said you're not the only one from Remnant to show up here, we'll go back to my home tomorrow, and you can meet the others, and until we figure out whats going on, you can stay with us." He said with a smile.

"How much is rent?" She asked as Jem frowned a bit.

"Kid, don't worry about it, look for the rest of your stay here, don't worry about money, just try to have fun."

"Uhmmm, well...how?" She asked as Jem looked at her.

"Well you had fun today right?" He asked as she nodded.

"Look kid, we'll figure it out, I know earlier you said you had been working and hadn't had a lot of free time to yourself, but how about as long as you're here, we just try to give you as many happy memories as we can, alright?" He said as Nala sniffled a bit again.

"Sounds good to me!" She said as she fluffed her pillow a bit.

And immediately as soon as her head hit the pillow she was out like a light.

Jem smiled, for once he had a visitor from Remnant who wasn't crazy in their own way.