Hello again, folks! After an overwhelmingly positive response to the bonding scenes, I've decided that rather than doing a timeskip we're going to go through as much of the week as we can as long as I can keep coming up with fresh ideas of things for Team ABYN to do. I'm also trying to be careful because I don't want to do too much bonding too soon and not have anything exciting for them to do later in the semester. So as long as I can keep things fresh and interesting there'll be no timeskip. Well, I'd like to thank everyone who's favorited, followed and reviewed up until this point. I really didn't expect this to blow up like it has and I've got all of you to thank for that, so thank you.
Also, I'm looking for some interesting reads, so if you'd point me in the direction of some, I'd love to hear them. Especially Jaune/Multi fics, as I'm starving for them. Although, any stories with him as the lead are fine. Either way, it's on to the new chapter with some bonding, comedy and everything in between. Hope you enjoy it, folks!
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Chapter Five: High Above The Ground
The tour had proved to be interesting, Jaune's original assumptions about the kind of campus they had blew him entirely out of the water. There were so many facilities here that he wasn't expecting and even more than that still. After going to the Classroom building they'd seen the library, which it'd taken about thirty minutes to get Blake out of, then they went and looked at the various training rooms, there was even a proper set-up so that teams could have training matches outside of combat class. Jaune thought it'd be a good opportunity to sneak here when everyone else was busy with other stuff. The glowing sword technique he'd used during initiation had been useful at the time but he doubted it was anywhere near reliable enough to constantly lean on it as a crutch. No, he was going to need to perfect it with time and effort, as well as bringing the rest of his fighting up to standard so that his own abilities could compliment that one instead of it being his only source of success during a match. Yang had wanted to use the training rooms straight away, but with some convincing, they were able to pull her away. No use getting into trouble for making a mess before they'd even had their first official class.
The day was slowly coming to an end and it was here that we rejoin Team ABYN on their way back to the cafeteria, smiles of varying sizes upon all of their faces. Yang's was by far the brightest. Jaune had dropped back from the group a little, the three other members of his team walking ahead of him the slightest amount while Jaune's head was turned to the sky, further alluding to the deep thoughts running through his mind. The group rounded a corner and completed their journey to the Cafeteria. Unsurprisingly, it'd been much more packed out than when they were here for breakfast, they'd been later than most this morning, so it made sense that it'd been emptier then.
Jaune, Yang, Blake and Pyrrha all collected their dinner from the cafeteria then they moved off to find a seat together. Ironically, the seat they'd chosen had ended up being a table shared by Team LVWR. Yang took the seat beside Ruby and Blake sat down beside Yang, while Jaune dropped down beside Ren and Pyrrha took the seat to Jaune's left.
"Hey guys," Jaune said casually, "How was your tour?"
"About what I was expecting," Weiss said neutrally.
Jaune thought he could hear frustrated sighs from the rest of Team LVWR but he decided to not comment on it and instead went about eating while listening to the others talking about their respective tours of Beacon went. All through the meal, conversations went around the table of everyone's time before Beacon, stories of all their exploits and what they got up to were being traded happily and Jaune couldn't help but feel like all of them were warming up a little to each other through this, even if Weiss didn't seem to be making any progress whatsoever. That wasn't his problem though, all things had their time, Jaune knew she'd open up to them eventually. No one could be that bitter for their entire lives when surrounded by such positivity, right? He didn't think it would be his right to intervene though, so Jaune resolved that he would say nothing to them for now.
He rslow drink of the contents inside. It'd only been a day, but he was happy that there was some progress for his team, which, for now, was enough. After the food was consumed, the two teams sat around talking for a few minutes. Jaune stood a moment later and collected his teams trays then headed up to hand them in.
"He takes all of your trays?" Weiss asked Yang, Blake and Pyrrha sharply, "What a suck up, but I suppose he's male, what else can be expected?"
"You'd better not be throwing shade at my leader for being nice," Yang said fiercely, her lilac eyes threatening to change color, her fist trembled violently, it took all of her self-control to not smash Weiss' jaw in then and there, but she didn't throw her fist. As much as she wanted to do it.
"I'm sure the only reason he's being nice to you is to try and earn favor, typical male mindset. Especially being on a team with three girls."
"Ladykiller's not like that."
"And what makes you sure of that?" Weiss countered, "You've known him a little more than two days. You can hardly call that enough time to know what a person's like."
"Pot calling the kettle black?" Yang fired back, "You've been nothing but horrible to my sister and yet I'm supposed to sit here and listen to you shading Jaune like you're some upstanding citizen? Give me a break, Ice Princess, maybe if you stopped being a bitch and got some real friends, you might actually find that not everyone has ulterior motives. You wanna keep up that attitude, fine, but don't drag the rest of us down to your level."
Weiss' only answer for this was a huff and she looked away from Yang, an intense look in her eye that the Brawler couldn't quite place. Jaune returned to the table, having no idea of the conversation that'd just transpired, he returned to his seat and smiled around the table, he was ready to take a seat, but Weiss and Yang were glaring at each other heatedly for some reason and he thought it best to break it up before a scene was made right in front of everyone at the cafeteria. He slipped his hands into his pocket then looked over at Ren, "Thanks for letting us crash your table man, will have to do it again sometime."
"Bye guys!" Nora exclaimed, "We should totally do this tomorrow!"
"I think our fates have been decided for us," Ren said sagely.
"You mind?" Jaune asked him.
"It's not a problem," Ren responded, a small smile lighting up his own face. The two of them exchanged a hand-shake, then Jaune turned to the rest of his new team, "Shall we go back to the dorm, or is there something else you guys wanted to do first?"
"I am satisfied to return to the dorms, Jaune, however, I must insist on something."
"What's that, Pyrrha?"
"You. Me. Ninja Madness."
Jaune's head fell forward as a groan escaped from his lips, "We've created a monster."
"I take no responsibility for this," Yang threw into the conversation before Jaune could throw her under the bus, this resulted in another groan and Jaune almost falling over in despair. Laughing between themselves, Pyrrha and Yang got to their feet, Yang moved over to him and sympathetically patted his back a couple of times, making a point to throw a smug smirk at Weiss from an angle she was sure Jaune couldn't see her doing it from. Blake, on the other hand, did notice and though she didn't verbalize anything, there was the sound of a sigh that left her lips. Somehow the Ninja didn't see this ending well. Determined to both rile up Weiss some more and tease Jaune a little, Yang promptly hopped up onto the Knight's back and laughed teasingly when she spotted his flushing face.
"Onward, horsie!"
"I'm filing for team abuse," Jaune groaned, nonetheless he hooked Yang's legs into his grip then looked back at Ren and the others, "Looks like I've been subjected to pain and torture, see you guys later."
"You too, Jaune," Ren said politely.
"See you, Jaune!" Ruby exclaimed, waving to him, then she turned to shoot a stern look at her sister, "Don't break my first friend at Beacon, Yang," she told her sternly. Yang just grinned and teasingly hugged herself closer into Jaune's back, "Hurry up, Ladykiller, Pyrrha made destroy us both if I prevent her from getting that rematch."
Having ultimately resigned himself to his fate, and Yang's teasing nature, he merely turned on heel and began to walk out of the cafeteria, missing the dity glare thrown at him from Weiss entirely since he was entirely focused on making sure that he didn't drop Yang. She wasn't heavy by any means, but he had seen first-hand how her temper could be and dropping her was probably a sure-fire way of getting her riled up and ready to pummel him into next week. Now, given that she was doing it to give Weiss a hard time, one might've expected Yang to climb off once the whole debacle had come to an end once they were out of the sight of their sister team. By the time they'd done so, Yang felt so comfortable that she quickly realized that she had no intention whatsoever of moving until they got back to Team ABYN's dorm.
Jaune hoisted Yang a little higher a couple of times when he could feel her slipping down his back, but other than that it'd been a rather peaceful ride without too much issue. Pyrrha stepped ahead of the group and pushed the door open for them, "Next time, I want to ride back from dinner on your back," she declared, "Not fair that Yang gets our leader all to herself." There's a pout on Pyrrha's face and Jaune chuckled, not sure whether or not Pyrrha was joking about that. He had no idea why that would be suddenly desirable, but thinking it a joke, he decided to let it go for now. Once inside their dorm room, Yang gently hopped down off Jaune's back and thumped him in the shoulder playfully.
"Thanks for the ride, ladykiller."
"No p-problem, Yang."
"Better not let P-Money reserve too many spots for rides either got it? I'll want another."
"Y-yeah, sure," he laughed sheepishly again, then turned his head just in time to see Pyrrha bouncing on the balls of her feet, already with scroll in hand as she looked at him with such intensity that Jaune couldn't have been blamed if he was found thinking that Pyrrha had just been offered a mission with Ozpin himself. Hey, the guy was a nutcase but he was still Headmaster of Beacon and that carried some weight with it.
"Alright, alright," he conceded, pulling his own scroll from his pocket and sitting down on his bed. He unfolded the scroll, then loaded up Ninja-Madness Three. Pyrrha swiped her scroll over his to connect the infra-red scanners then she dropped into her own bed, the one ironically opposite Jaune's own and the match screen was displayed, "We should have a battle royal," Jaune said, looking over to Blake and Yang, "The games fun, and Blake's always reading about Ninjas so she'll probably have fun with it too."
"I'm not really a video-games person, Jaune."
He turned his pout that he'd mastered, thanks to his little sisters' then dialed up the crocodile tears in his eyes to about an eleven. Within a moment, Blake pulled out her scroll with a groan, "Fineeee," the 'e' sound being dragged out all the same, "But only one match. I want to finish this chapter before bed." Jaune threw his hands up in victory, then settled back, they'd have to wait a little while for Blake to download the game, so they were at a stalemate until then. Sure, they could've started a game between themselves, but Jaune didn't feel it would be fair to make Blake wait if her download finished before their match finished.
"Who's guitar is that?" Yang asked, looking over at the Acoustic leaned up against the far wall of the dorm room. Jaune's eyes widened, he hadn't realized that he'd left it out. He thought he'd gotten it out of sight before they'd seen it, well apparently not. He sighed some, then looked over at Yang and said, "Mine."
"You play, lady-killer?"
"Oo, please sing for us sometime!" Pyrrha exclaimed.
"I don't know..."
"How about we make a deal, make this a little wager on our game."
"Oh?" Jaune asked, but leaned forward slightly to indicate that he was listening.
"If Pyrrha, Blake or me can beat you then you have to play something for us."
Jaune was silent as he considered this, he'd easily beat Yang and Pyrrha on their own, but there was no telling if they'd just team up to get rid of him so that he lost and he had to give in to thweir demands. He wasn't worried about Blake seeing as this would be the first time she played the game, but the other two teaming up could pose a problem. Though, playing for them wouldn't be the worst thing in the world. Still, that didn't mean he was going to go down, not if he could help it.
"Okay, that's what I'm putting on the line, but what happens if I win?"
"I won't bug you about anymore rematches on Ninja Madness for a wee-for three days."
"You almost said a week," Jaune informed Pyrrha.
"I didn't finish it, Arc, it doesn't count! I will beat you in one-on-one ninja combat if it's the last thing I do!"
Jaune sighed, knowing that three days was the best offer he was going to get, he decided to accept it. Three days was long enough that it would almost carry them through to classes and he'd only have to worry about it for another three days after the three of the deal went past. Once classes started up they'd have less time on their hands and slowly as the year progressed free time would become a thing of dreams, so as long as he could deal with this for a little while, he'd be fine..probably.
"I've finished downloading," Blake informed her team-mates.
"Cool," Yang said, hopping up onto Blake's bed beside her, "We might want to throw up on the big screen given there's four of us."
"Good idea," Jaune said and he tapped a few buttons in on his scroll. A beam of light shot out the end and a moment later a big screen displaying the match screen appeared before them. Blake logged in her character details as Pyrrha and Yang rejoined the game. Jaune took a deep breath and closed his eyes for a second. They opened a moment later and he quickly nodded as the match screen was replaced by the game-screen.
"Shining Ninja, Burning Ninja, Spartan Ninja, Vanishing Ninja, Free-For-All, Begin!"
Jaune's hands glided easily across the screen as he quickly willed his avatar across the battlefield, starting off with some rapid combos to Yang's avatar then he dropped back to a more strategic position ready to make his next move until...
"Killing blow! Shining Ninja, Burning Ninja, Spartan Ninja eliminated, Vanishing Ninja wins!"
Silence reigned throughout the entirety of Team ABYN's dorms, Blake, who had claimed to have never played the game before just...just wiped the floor with them. Jaune looked up toward Blake in bewilderment, much like Yang and Pyrrha were, but she shrugged, "Beginner's luck I guess, but you don't have to play your guitar around us if you don't want to. That's something I imagine is quite personal."
Jaune thought about Blake's words for a moment, trying to look past the big pouts that Yang and Pyrrha were shooting toward him. The silence was finally broken by Jaune shaking his head and then saying, "A deal's a deal, I lost and what kind of leader would I be if I didn't keep my word?" He closed his scroll, this caused the screen to disappear then he walked over and collected his guitar from the wall. Jaune returned to his bed and lay the guitar across his lap. He strummed a few times just to check it was still in-tune, then once he'd confirmed this, he gave a note.
"Ready?" he asked them.
All three nodded and Jaune closed his eyes, his fingers gliding across the guitar strings a little faster now, picking up the definitive tune of a song, there was a moment's pause then Jaune's heavy voice broke through the silence, a strangely powerful melody leaving his lips, "You and I both, we come from different worlds. I'm a small town kid and you're an uptown girl."
There was a hitch in Pyrrha's breath she wasn't expecting. That...that was unlike anything she'd ever heard before. Jaune's voice...it put all the other singers she'd heard to shame. She wasn't biased at all toward her leader, nope not at all. Though she couldn't help but wondering who this girl was that he was singing about and why she had the inexplicable urge to punch them in the face. Pushing those feelings down for now, she tried to focus on the sound of Jaune's voice instead.
"We've both been hurt, we got a few scars, but it don't matter now, we're staring at the stars."
Yang felt her breath hitch at the next line, it was a feeling she understood too well. It perfectly described her life to some extent. Not so much from the perspective of two lovers, but from ebing in a place where pain and hurt are common. Her life had of course brightened up in the last few years but she knew that one day she'd have to track her mother down to fully grasp the truth.
"When it comes to my heart you gotta catch and fall, deep down in my soul I know that I would die-" A small sigh escaped Jaune's lips and he moved the guitar away from himself, looking toward the girls' apologetically, "Sorry, it's not quite finished yet. I've been working on it for a little while now, but since I've never really been in any sort of relationship, it's difficult to find the words."
"Don't apologize," Blake said, quickly cutting him off, "It sounded really good and who knows, maybe someday you're going to meet someone who's fully capable of helping you find the words to finish it."
"Who, Weiss?"
Blake giggled, which Jaune decided was a sound he definitely wanted to hear again, Pyrrha made a similar sound which gave him the same thought about hearing it again. But, if anything, it was Yang who had the best reaction in his opinion, she stood up and playfully thumped him on the shoulder, though Jaune did feel like this one was a little bit heavier than the last few times she'd done it.
"Should you end up with Weiss," she said, "I'll know that you've truthfully lost your mind and need to be renounced as Team ABYN's leader, pending immediate placement in a mental facility. She's not even a nice person to begin with, I doubt she'd function much better in a relationship."
"Yang...Yang, joking."
"I...I knew that," she said, waving him off. She didn't want to bring up what happened at dinner. She may have slipped on that he was joking, but Weiss was a piece of work. Someone who'd both treated them all awfully and bullied her younger sister. She wouldn't let Weiss hurt either of them. The Ice Princess could say whatever she wanted to herself, but she'd be damned if she let her ruin Ruby and Jaune's time at Beacon. Jaune stood from his bed and returned the guitar to its spot on the wall.
There's a smile on his face as he looks down at the instrument, he doesn't look away, but he does speak aloud, "I'm in no rush to find the person who completes that song, for now, I just want to focus on becoming the best leader that I possibly can and this team achieving everything that we can, together."
"We'll take on the world!" Yang exclaimed.
There's a laugh shared between the occupants of the room and Jaune moves to the center of the room, extending his fist out, "Then it's settled, from here on out we'll have each other's backs."
"Even against darling Weiss?" Yang asked, a smirk on her face.
"I knew that joke was going to bite me in the ass."
"I'm sure she's nice," Pyrrha said, but quickly changed her tack when she saw that Yang was glaring at her, "Deep...deep down."
Yang laughed, but she also moved into position and put her fist against Jaune's, "You do realize how cheesy this looks, right? Not to mention kinda childish too..."
"Need I remind you who hitched a ride on my back like a five year old not even an hour ago?"
"Touche."
Pyrrha, on the other hand, was so excited that she almost tripped over when she approached the group and would've fallen over had it not been for a timely rescue by Yang and Jaune who quickly made sure she was able to keep her footing, "I'm sorry," Pyrrha whined.
"It's fine, Pyr."
"Pyr?" Yang asked him.
"Well..."
"I like it," Pyrrha said sharply, cutting off any argument that might arise from the sudden nickname, she hadn't had one before and wanted to make sure that she was able to keep it. She beamed with happiness and placed her fist against both Jaune and Yang's. Blake rolled her eyes, but she too, soon approached the group and lightly touched her fist against her team-mates'
"Then it's Team ABYN, one for all and all for one."
They held their hands like that for two more seconds and in the end it was Yang who pulled away hers first, "My god was that dorky, are you sure you killed that Nevermore on your own Jaune, it wasn't your cool twin brother or something?"
"Oh shush, Yang," Pyrrha chastised her, "I for one thought it was a strong show of team spirit! A perfect way to set the stage for my rematch with Jaune! Ninja Madness shall not be denied!"
"Ninja madness has been denied," Jaune said, trying to emulate the tone that he'd heard Ren use with Nora. Pyrrha was acting like a hyped-up sugar monster and thus, she would be treated like one. Thankful he'd been raised with seven sisters when Pyrrha turned the pout up to eleven, he merely shrugged and got up off his bed, grabbing the towel hanging against the door handle of his closet.
"I'm going to wash up before heading to bed, but we should come up with a plan of what we're going to do tomorrow."
"Well, since we've looked around campus, it might be a good idea to head into Vale, we'll need a tour of that place so that we know where to come when we need dust and things like that, plus it'll be a good chance to familiarize ourselves with the area we're living in too."
"Is that allowed so early in the semester?"
"Yeah, it was all spoken about during open day. I keep forgetting that you weren't here for that. We can go into Vale from day one as long as we don't do anything that could bring any kind of bad reputation toward the school. Other than that it's pretty chill," Yang finished.
"Vale it is then," Jaune agreed, pushing the bathroom door open, "Right, see you guys in a few minutes."
Jaune entered the bathroom, then closed the door behind him. He immediately tossed the towel onto the vanity and looked into the mirror, the happiness that had been resting on his face back out in the room disappeared instantly and soft sigh escaped his lips. They'd all hit things off so quickly. Much more than he'd imagined. He hadn't known about the assignment of teams in advance for obvious reasons and he couldn't help but feel like he'd lucked out being on this team. He couldn't help but wonder though, would everything change if they knew the truth? Another sigh left his lips, there was no use worrying about that now. Jaune peeled off his shirt and began preparing for his shower.
Meanwhile, in the Headmaster's office at Beacon, Ozpin had just peeled open a manilla folder that was in front of him. There was a single piece of paper with a photograph of a blond indiviudal within it. In the man's grip was the very same folder of one of his new students, Jaune Arc. He sighed, once again reading over the transcripts inside. He knew they were faked, right from day one he knew, but he hadn't intervened nor attempted to dissuade Mr. Arc from attending Beacon in any way, shape or form. However, he also knew that Jaune had what it took, the extenuating circumstances caused by the boy's family, especially his father, had placed the boy in an unfortunate position. His eyes glinted at the little explanation he'd put on the bottom of the page.
In reference to Mr. Arc's unique circumstances, I have decided despite the initial setback of Mr. Arc's faked transcripts to allow him admission into Beacon Academy under the school rule number eight hundred and forty six, sub-section alpha, letter-section b. Anyone who shows up at Beacon Academy on the day of initiation whether they possess transcripts or not, should they survive and complete the initation then they shall become fully-fledged students at Beacon with the same opportunities afforded to everyone else.
Despite Ozpin's interference, he knew he would have to punish the boy. He couldn't have everyone doing this all the time. So, what was his punishment going to be, you ask? A smirk coated Ozpin's lips as he once again lifted the steaming mug to it. He just simply wasn't going to tell young Mr. Arc that he'd fixed his problem for him.
Back in Team ABYN's bathroom, Jaune had just finished with his shower and had changed into a simple pair of black pyjama trousers and a sleeveless black shirt with the Arc symbol upon the back of it. He exited the bathroom a moment later, finding that all three of the other members of his team had all changed while he was showering and were all now relaxing in bed in different ways. Yang was flicking through her scroll, Blake was reading and...Pyrrha's hands were attacking her Scroll as though it'd done her a personal offense.
"Pyrrha?" Jaune asked her gently, "You okay?"
She didn't look up from her screen, but answered verbally with, "Peachy, Jaune! Just twelve more experience points until I reach level four!" Her fingers sped up a little bit and Jaune leaned up so that he could see the screen and he internaly paled.
"Pyrrha...is that Spectral Kingdom?"
"Yes, yes it is. It's a rather splendid game if I do say so myself. Do you know of it?"
Knowing what Pyrrha's competitive nature was like, he wasn't looking forward to the answer he was going to have to give her, "I used to play it a lot before coming to Beacon," he admitted slowly and fearfully, "I got to about level ninety before I stopped."
"L-level Ninety?" Pyrrha said faintly.
"Yeah."
"Y'know, maybe we could all play together sometime?" Pyrrha asked him cutely.
Jaune knew he was dooming himself, but his resistance was crumbling and he didn't bother to fight it this time, Spectral Kingdom was a fun game and at least they'd be working together instead of being pitted against each other, "Alright, but only if we can convince Yang and Blake to play as well."
"You know I'm in," Yang said, "I used to play Spectral Kingdom as well, I didn't get to level ninety like King Gamer over here, but I put some decent hours in. It might be good to set up something like that so that we're not on missions and our assignments are done we have something to do on the Weekends if we're tired from a mission or the weather's just too crappy for us to go into Vale."
"What d'you think Blake?" Jaune called up to her.
"As long as you'll give me some time to read throughout these times, I see no issue with it."
Jaune nodded, then he finished the walk to his bed and peeled the covers back. He climbed into bed and then pulled the covers back up over himself and settled into the bed, a content smile on his face, "Night girls," he said.
"Night-Night Jaune."
"G'night, Lady Killer."
"Night Jaune."
Blake's usually impassive expression now displayed the smallest of smiles, she pulled her blankets up over her and slipped the pencil back into the binding of the notebook. She immediately looked down at the image on the page before her gaze. It was incredibly well-drawn and depicted Jaune in the middle of the scene, with Yang playfully thumping his shoulder and Pyrrha laughing at them from Jaune's other side, though she seemed to have mimicked Yang with the playful punch as well. Blake's depiction was standing slightly behind them but she had a smile similar to the one worn now whilst looking at the drawing. Beneath it were the words 'Team ABYN, Beacon, First Day.' Blake silently closed the book and re-sealed the locking mechanism, then slipped the book under her pillow and seeing as the lights were closest to her bed, she flipped them off.
"Night Pyrrha, Night Yang."
"Night-Night Blake, Night-Night Yang."
"G'night Pyrrha, G'night Blake."
Jaune's eyes felt like they'd opened as soon as he'd closed them, sleep the previous night had been much easier and he felt completely rested from the day before. Happily, he stretched some and pushed himself up into a seated position in his bed. The bathroom door opened and Pyrrha walked out dressed in a pair of skinny jeans, brown boots and a red tank-top beneath a black leather jacket.
"What d'you think?" she asked him.
"We're not going to wear our combat gear?"
"Well, we could, but why not just enjoy the day and not worry about the coming term? It might be our last chance to have a bit of fun before everything starts getting hectic and what better way to get to know each other is there then spending time in the city like normal teenagers would? I know you sounded like you wanted to handle things from a professional stand-point last night, Jaune but it's not a crime to have fun. I now have friends who genuinely want to be around Pyrrha Nikos the girl, and not Pyrrha Nikos the champion. I fully intend to enjoy that for as long as I possibly can."
"That's...a good point. Wait, where's Blake and Yang?"
"Oh, they said they'd meet us there, something about a suprise."
"Why does that scare me?"
End Chapter.
Well, there's another installment. I was in stitches the whole way through, so don't take this chapter too seriously, it was mostly the bonding mentioned in my pre-chapter AN. Overall I'm glad people wanted me to continue with the week of them spending time together, I'm having so much fun with it. Next chapter will cover the surprise and a couple other things during the trip to Vale, as well as ABYN getting closer. Well, that's all from me folks. Hope you enjoyed reading this as much as I did writing it. See you on the next one. Oh and a final note, the song partially sung by Jaune this chapter is 'High Above The Ground' by Daughtry.
Well, thank you again!