Author's Notes: Hey guys! How are we?! Sooo, this is a thing. Yes, I know, I might be obsessed with this pairing, but who cares, right? So this will be a series of fun, humorous, and very fluffy shots, all set in a timeline where Jaune and Pyrrha tackle their biggest challenge to date... raising a child. It's no mean feet, so good luck Arkos!
I hope you all enjoy, oh and the next chapter of Eclipse will be up tomorrow. This series will be updated randomly, whenever I have an idea, or need to write some funny, fluffy stuff. Eclipse is still the flagship. Anyways, enjoy the teeth rotting fluff stuff! - Dave
Chapter One: Big News.
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She felt sick; she truly felt sick, from the shaking of her hands to the icy gooey uncertainty in her gut. Sat on the lid of the toilet, elbows leaving blossoms of blushing red on her pale knees, one hand propping her chin, she waved a white stick back and forth. She fed the fingers currently supporting her chin to the edge of her teeth, anxiously chewing on her nails.
She'd been feeling ill for a week now, queasy in the mornings, sometimes even having to heave over the bowl. She knew it wasn't the sushi they shared last Sunday, that was the finest Mistrali sushi available - a gift from her Mother to commemorate her daughter's anniversary. No, this wasn't a reaction to dodgy dishes. This was something else - something Pyrrha suspected, but also dreaded.
She stopped waving the stick, chewing her lip as her heartbeat thumped in her ears, the rushing of blood like a raging river. Her sparkly green eyes closed tight, a shaky breath leaving her lips, her stomach twisting and turning in thick knots.
Pyrrha peeled an eye open, flitting it down to the test, and she dropped her head into her hand with a whimpering sigh.
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Huge Mistrali mountains carved into the blue flesh of the midday abyss above, bright white rays of sunlight pouring down the jagged teeth of rock capped with thin films of snow. Nestled in the shade of the tallest mountain, lay a Grecian and Cypriot styled home, creamy in color through render and stone, capped with red clay tiles. A plateau of tiled patio stretched down the length of the two story home, to umbrella covered benches and a rectangular pool of rippling ice blue waters, crisp and reflective wavy blue lines rippling over the shaded wall.
"This is the life, eh?" The buxom blonde grinned, kicking the patio door shut behind her, a bottle of beer in either hand. Over the years she'd gotten used to the pressure needed to grip a slippery glass - or anything soft or brittle... even sensitive. The phantom limb pain had quelled years ago, a few occasional flare ups during a brisk winter morning, but other than that, she was in a joyous stage of her life for a change. Her cybernetic arm glinted in the bright noon light, offering out to the other blonde - of the opposite gender.
Jaune chuckled, raking a hand through his locks as he lent forward in his lounger to take the slippery, icy cool bottle from Yang's whirring hand. "I know, right? Warm Mistrali sun, not a care in the world, drinking cold ones with your buddies?" Jaune sighed contently, twisting the cap off with a satisfying hiss, reclining in his seat. "This... this is the life we've earned, Yang."
"I'll drink to that." Yang groaned admix a chuckle, sitting heavily in the lounger beside him, crossing her legs over at the ankle, resting her flesh left arm behind her messy golden locks. "Say, Jaune?"
"Hmm?" Jaune hummed, his mouth currently occupied with the neck of the bottle, swigging back the beverage. With a gulp, he lowered the bottle, thumb glancing the liquid from his lips. "What's up?"
Yang took a swig, then sat up, sandwiching the cool bottle between her thighs. Lilac eyes flit up to eye the land around the home, a somber look replacing her grin. "What's it like, Jaune? Settling down... having a pretty awesome roof over your head and stuff, someone who..." She scoffed, turning to smile at him. "... freakin adores you!"
Jaune sat up, noticing the tone shift, setting his sunglasses aside to cross his legs, propping the bottle on the seat's fabric between. His finger circled the rim of the bottle, brows knitting.
"Yeah, it's pretty great. It was nice of Pyrrha's parents to let me stay to be honest. I know we're married but... well her Dad still isn't my biggest fan." Jaune shrugged, swigging his drink.
"Yeah well, you are banging his daughter." Yang said matter-of-factly, Jaune almost choking on his gulp of beer. Quickly trying to change the topic, and clear the liquid from his lungs, Jaune wheezed out a question for her.
"I thought you were enjoying travelling Remnant, Yang? And - as you've said repeatedly - enjoying being single?" Jaune bobbed his shoulders. Yang let a wry chuckle quietly leave her lips, lifting the bottle to swig back the contents, her arm swiping across her lips.
"I have enjoyed it. I've seen amazing sights! I showed you the album." Yang smiled. Jaune nodded, chuckling.
"Yeah, yeah, The Vacuo markets looked amazing." Jaune nodded. "But, now you want...?" he swirled the bottle, in her direction, as if turning the contents of a cauldron. Yang shrugged.
"I want... I guess I've grown on my travels. I've seen the world, Jaune. Now I want to broaden my world. I've seen the twelve wonders of Remnant, but I haven't been on more than one date with the same person." she scoffed, taking two big gulps of her beverage. "You're a lucky guy, Jaune."
"Mmm, don't I know it." he smiled, looking up at the stone and rendered home, red clay tiles sloping over the roof, bathing the back of his chair in cooling shadows. "Pyrrha's the best thing that ever happened to me." He looked at Yang, stretching his leg over to prod Yang's leg. "You'll find someone, I know it."
"I guess. Thanks for the pep talk, Vomit boy." She grinned, Jaune grumbling.
"I thought we'd gotten past that name!" He whined, Yang snorting. The two continued to converse over different topics - whether they be Yang's travels, or Jaune's search for a job in Mistral, since Huntsmen weren't required to slay monsters anymore, what with the mass extinction of the Grimm six years prior.
Then the patio door slid open, almost unheard over the consistent chirping of the distant Cicadas. Jaune looked up at the gentle shadow cooling his slightly burnt neck. Moving from Vale to Mistral wasn't good for a pale skinned man like Jaune. His smile widened at Pyrrha, her hair tied up into a beautifully messy bun, wavy vermilion locks cascading down to cradle her alabaster jawline.
Her curvy goddess' form was cradled in a flowing white Grecian style robe, draped over one shoulder to sweep across her generous chest and dip under her arm, climbing up the length of her porcelain back to fasten with a golden buckle at her shoulder. She played with the golden band around her finger, pacing her dainty toes across the sun kissed tiling of the patio, before sitting on the lounger beside him, lifting her sparkly green eyes on Jaune. His smile vanished at her worried lip and pale complexion.
"Hey, you okay?" He asked, taking her fidgeting hands out of her lap, squeezing the warm palms like kneading dough. "Pyr?"
"Jaune... I need to talk to you." She looked at Yang with a sympathetic smile. "Umm...Privately. I'm sorry, Yang."
"Hey, don't mind me." Yang sat up with a groan, sitting her empty bottle on the marble step with a clink. "I... might go for a swim." She stretched her arms over her head, pausing to eye them both with a wince. "If that's okay with you two?"
"Oh of course." Pyrrha smiled, waving her off.
"Sweet! I'll leave you love birds to it!" She beamed, stepping away with a saunter. Jaune chuckled and sighed with a sober, cerulean gaze locking with worried emeralds.
"Honey, what's wrong?" Jaune whispered, sidling closer to her, pressing a languid kiss to her cheek. "You can tell me."
"O-Okay... " Pyrrha breathed out shakily, scratching her neck. "Well... I... W-What it is, you see is... Oh why is this so hard?" Pyrrha scoffed. Jaune however paled.
"Pyrrha... you're scaring me right now. Y-You..." he gulped thickly with dread fluttering in his belly. "Oh gods, you wanna leave me don't you? Oh, I knew it, I knew it was too good to be true, I-"
"Jaune." She giggled behind her palm, lifting both hands to cradle his face, thumbs smoothing over his skin. "I love you. I have no desire to leave you... the opposite actually."
"Oh... okay." he sighed heavily with relief. "... Well then, whats up?" Jaune asked, Pyrrha's turn to pale.
"Well... I'm..." She took a deep breath, steeling herself. Here we go. "I'm pregnant, Jaune."
She slowly opened an eye, wincing at his reaction - or lack of. He was still, eyes fixed on nothingness, his mind racing.
"Umm, Jaune? Doooo... you have anything to say? Any questions? Anything?" She whimpered. Gods she just wanted him to say something, anything! Jaune blinked, before an ear splitting, goofy grin spread over his face. Pyrrha raised a plucked brow.
"Y-You're... you're actually... for real?" Jaune asked, Pyrrha giggling gently at his seemingly positive reaction. The swarming bees in her belly cooled to gentle butterflies, as she smiled at his chuckle, at his widening grin and the watery glaze to his eyes. "We're gonna have a baby?"
Pyrrha choked on a seemingly sudden and shocking sob, covering her trembling smile with her hand, her glassy green eyes filled with such soft glowing emotion. "Y-Yes. You're going to be a daddy, Jaune."
Jaune grinned, salty tears dripping into his mouth as he gave in, outright crying as he wrapped Pyrrha in his arms, kissing her cheek repeatedly. "I love you." A chant. A life long promise. Pyrrha too welled up to sobs, giggling within the universal symbol for sadness, turning it on it's head with her smile.
"I thought you'd be mad." Pyrrha sniffled into his neck, Jaune hugging her so tightly, so protectively. He simply laughed, reeling back to wipe his reddened eyes.
"Are you kidding? I've always wanted to be a Dad, and I get to do that with you! I-It's a dream come true!" Jaune sniffled, pulling her to his lips with a whimper, the kiss needy, strong, eliciting warm moans. He peeled away, Pyrrha covering her eyes as she cried beyond all control. "Hey, d-don't cry!" he chuckled with a high pitched voice crack, Pyrrha laughing as her eyes welled and poured forth salty tears down her cheeks.
"I'm sorry, I-I'm just really happy, Jaune. I was so scared when I took the test, but now I'm... oh, I'm so happy!" She blinked blearily to him, loving adoration swimming in her emerald pools.
"I love you so much." Jaune whispered into her neck as they hugged tightly.
"And I love you too!" Pyrrha promised, kissing his neck, slippery and hot with her salty tears.
"Cannon ball!" Yang yelled, a bundle of blonde hair and pale flesh disappearing into the frigid waters with a loud splash, spraying water over both Jaune and Pyrrha, both giggling as their clothes soaked through. Yang resurfaced with a gasp, treading the icy cool waters as she shook her sodden blonde locks out of her eyes. Immediate worry came over her at their tearful eyes. "W-What's happened?"
"It's good news, Yang." Jaune sniffed, thumbing his eye. "W-We're..." he looked at Pyrrha, grinning ear to ear as he ran his nose over her's. "We're having a baby!"
Yang's lilac eyes widened, then widened further to match her grin. "You guys! I-I'm gonna be an Auntie! Oh gods, I-I've gotta dig out more puns to teach the kid, Oh I am gonna be the coolest Aunt ever! Ruby ain't got nothin on me, I..."
As Yang continued to babble, Jaune cradled the back of Pyrrha's neck and gently coaxed her brow to his, their smiles megawatt. His other hand splay open over her belly, Pyrrha's hands covering his. Both eyes opened onto one another, smiles widening.
"I'm ready to be a Dad." Jaune blinked. Pyrrha smiled wider.
"I'm ready to be a Mother." Pyrrha added. The two giggled joyfully, before hugging as tightly as they could. "We're having a baby, Jaune!" Pyrrha cried joyously, as Jaune stood up to spin her around with echoing laughter.
Author's Notes: Yeah! Happy shit! This story's gonna be a fun one. Please leave a review and let me know what you think, and as this goes on, I'll totally be down for oneshot ideas in your reviews! I have ideas for Yang and Blake babysitting, Weiss taking the infant shopping, Ruby sharing cookies and Auntie Nora trying to feed a five month old syrup! So many funny, sweet ideas to come, so stay tuned, and let me know if you have any funny parenting nightmares in mind for Arkos! Oh and story driven, angsty stuff over at Eclipse too! Enjoy and I'll speak soon! - Dave