Hello! Sorry about the unintentional Hiatus. It's tough doing this all from my phone. Especially when I only get a few minutes to write during my breaks at work. 12 hours a day, seven days a week, REALLY takes everything out of you.

Begin!

"So," Laughing began. "Is everyone ready? Got your snacks?"

"Yep."

"Sure."

"I suppose…"

"Yeah!"

Before the host could start up the Viewing, Ruby raised her hand.

"Laughing? Sir?" She ventured.

"Yes, Ruby? Is something wrong?" The semi-Divine being asked.

"Do you think we could watch something more… Happy?" The reaperess requested.

"I don't see why not," the host shrugged. "Since it's your birthday and all, why don't you go over and pick one. First column is the happy and more comedic category."

"Really? Okay!" Ruby happily hopped from her seat and grabbed a sphere.

"Ooh! Good choice! That one always puts a smile on my face!" Laughing stated. "Just chuck it at the screen. The sphere inside will automatically return to the shelf."

Ruby nodded before throwing the sphere like a baseball. "And here's the pitch!"

[What. A. Day.

Those three words stringed together perfectly summed up one Blake Belladonna's experience for this Friday.]

"Hey! Look! It's Blake!" Nora called out. "And she's got her cute kitty ears!"

[Waking up to find out it's that time of the month is never fun. Especially when you have enhanced senses due to being part cat. Everything hurt, everything smelled funny, and you couldn't help but hear all the crap people say about you behind your back simply because you're "different."]

"Oof… That's rough…" Yang winced.

"Tell me about it…" Blake groaned. Sharkweek was the WORST!

"Sure glad we don't have to put up with having our senses cranked up to eleven during that…" Ruby sighed in relief, earning a quick and jealous glare from Blake.

[No, just because she's technically a black cat, doesn't mean Blake's bad luck. And no, she doesn't wear an upside down cross to "Hail Satan," assholes. Ever heard of memento mori motherfuckers?! If she was into the whole worshiping the devil or witchcraft, why would she ever let herself be seen hanging out with her junior, Ruby Rose?!]

"What's memento mori?" Nora asked.

"It means "remember death," Nora," Pyrrha answered. "It's Old Valean."

"Oh… Kinda creepy, though." Nora shrugged. "Why would anyone wanna remember death?"

"It's supposed to be about the acknowledgement of your own mortality and to live your life while you can while making the most of it and leaving a good legacy," Laughing was the one to answer that.

"Oh. That's actually a nice sentiment…" Ruby said. "But what does that have to do with that Blake's upside down cross? And who is Satan?"

"Satan is one of the many names of The First Traitor. Being one of the first and grandest beings The God of Gods created and was beloved by all. Unfortunately, he coveted the power and authority of The Creator and rebelled. He was defeated and cast out from The Kingdom of God. Now, he seeks to destroy, corrupt, and dominate all life to spite The Creator," Laughing explained.

"He sounds like a real jerk…" Ruby commented, and the sentiment was shared by the rest of her friends.

"Oh yeah, he sucks and will use anything at his disposal to corrupt and control mortals. He's the entire reason Hell exists." Laughing nodded.

"So he's the one in charge of… THAT place?" Ruby couldn't bring herself to "swear."

"No." Laughing clarified. "He is a prisoner. But his influence and Will is vast. And he has MANY servants…"

"As for the upside down cross," the host moved on, "it is commonly mistaken as a symbol of Satan's influence and evil and is taken as an insult to The Creator."

"You did say the cross is one of God's symbols…" Ruby recalled, looking down at her own thoughtfully.

"Indeed. In the Christian faith, the cross is a reminder of God's love and sacrifice for Creation. Satan corrupted the first humans through treachery and the taint of his corruption now stains all mortals, barring them from entering Heaven and connection with The Creator."

"That's horrible!" Weiss cried.

"Indeed," Laughing nodded. "But according to the Christian faith, God sent His only begotten son, known as Jesus, to live a perfect life free of sin as a mortal so that He could sacrifice Himself upon a cross to bear the weight of sin for all. This allows all who acknowledge His sacrifice and accept it to skip going to Hell when they die and go straight to Heaven instead."

"Poor Jesus…" Ruby said sadly. "He didn't deserve that…"

"No, He didn't," Laughing lamented. "He lived His life among mortals knowing His fate was to die. He could have walked away, but He didn't, and willingly gave His life for the sakes of ALL souls. Past, Present, and Future."

"So He's dead?" Weiss asked.

"No." Laughing definitively stated. "For three days The Word was dead, for He had gone to Hell to free the innocent souls of those unjustly held there. And on the third day, He rose again from Death to Live Again."

"So He basically told Death to get lost?" Yang asked.

"More or less," Laughing shrugged. "An upside down cross is, in all actuality, a reminder of the unworthiness of all mortals of Christ's unconditional love and sacrifice that He gave willingly."

"I like Jesus." Ruby declared. "He's awesome."

"He really is," Laughing said with a smile. "Jaune's a big fan of Him too, in your World and this one."

"Really?!" That got everyone's attention.

"Yes," Laughing confirmed. "But your world knows Him and The Father by other names…"

[That girl was practically a Saint when you got past her overbearing and much more popular older half-sister, Yang Xiao-Long.

Welp… At least the day was mostly over…

"Hi sweetie!" Kali Belladonna, Blake's mother, greeted her only child.]

"Mom?!" Blake cried out in surprise.

"That's your mom?" Yang asked.

"Yeah… I… Haven't seen her or Dad in a while… I left… not on the best of terms…" Blake confirmed sadly.

Yang said nothing, but gave her partner a reassuring squeeze on her shoulder.

["Hey Mom…"

"Rough day?"

Blake silently nodded.

"Well go ahead and freshen up," the older cat faunus gently ordered. "Your father's out on the deck grilling some salmon for dinner, and I just put some rolls in the oven."

"Sounds good," Blake sighed in relief. Thank God for Fishy Fridays. "How's Max?"]

"Who's Max?" Blake asked.

"Your three year old baby brother in that world," Laughing informed. "Real sweet kid."

"I have a little brother?!" Blake cried.

"In that world you do." Laughing clarified. "You're still an only child in your world."

"Oh…" Blake calmed down, but found herself slightly disappointed by those news.

["He's still feeling a bit puny," Kali answered. "But his fever's gone."

"That's good. I'm sure he'll start feeling better when Ruby gets here. She's like a second older sister to him."

'Just need to shower, and get ready for Ruby…'

It was Blake's turn to host this week's study buddy session between the pair. As the social outcasts at Beacon High, the two got along fairly well and shared similar tastes in music, Manga, and aesthetics. So it was only natural to become "besties" as Blake's favorite non-fictional person outside of her family put it.]

"Wait! What about me?" Yang asked.

"You're part of the popular girls clique," Laughing stated matter-of-factly. "Blake isn't. In this world, she's about as awkward in public as Ruby and was bullied relentlessly in Middle School for it. As a result, she doesn't go out much, but is among the top of her class right next to Pyrrha and Weiss."

"Besties with Blake!" Ruby cheered. "High five!"

Playfully rolling her eyes, Blake high-fived her leader.

[The formula was simple. Ruby would come over (occasionally dropped off by Yang), they'd have dinner, help each other out with any school related projects, chat about the latest developments in whatever band, Manga, book, TV, or game series that had their attention, maybe indulge in said subject matter, and then Ruby would head home.

Grabbing a more casual outfit to change into from her room upstairs, Blake slipped into the bathroom just across the hall. After shedding her school's uniform, Blake finally noticed that, to her dismay, her "nice" new panties were not spared from Aunt Flo's visit today.]

"Hate it when that happens…" Yang remarked.

['Why didn't I check to see which pair I grabbed this morning?' The catgirl silently whined to herself.

Blake knew she shouldn't be so upset over something like this since it wasn't like anyone was going to see them. Being a so-called "goth girl" wasn't doing her any favors in the "acquiring a boyfriend" department when she also happened to be an "unlucky kitty." The only guys that ever gave her any attention were delinquents, creepy older men, weirdos with a hate-boner for God who think she's one of them, and dumbasses whose wits go to their bits… Yeah… None of those are exactly her type.]

"Some things never change…" Blake bemoaned.

[In the spirit of the spooky month, the garment was picked out for its obviously fake occult diagrams.]

"The deed is done… Soon the summoning shall be complete! And Jaune-Jaune shall conquer the world! Mwuahahaha!!!" Nora cackled.

"Please," Weiss began. "I sincerely doubt Blake's period blood would summon anything. Besides, we haven't even seen Arc yet…"

"Exactly! This is the perfect setup for him!" Nora said.

[Looking out the window towards the rising moon, Blake found no answers in the stars. Typical.

"I wish I could get an ACTUAL nice guy instead of those creeps…" She grumbled to herself without noticing the shooting star overhead before stepping into the shower.

The shower itself was quick and pleasant, immediately lifting Blake's mood from "meh" to "nice." That was, until she noticed the faint glow on her panties directly under the moonlight. That was no trick of the light.]

"Magic panties!" Nora called out.

"My eyes must be playing tricks on me…"

Blake rubbed her clearly tired eyes after dressing herself in a simple t-shirt and sweats. The faint fiery glow only grew brighter, tracing the bloody designs.

"...What in the world?"

What happened next shook her very world.]

"Looks like we're finally going to see Jaune," Ren said as the screen revealed Jaune behind a desk in a rather high class office.

["Ugh…" A tired young looking blonde man with black and silver wings sighed. This man was known by friends and family as Jaune Arc. The rest of the supernatural world had other names and titles for him depending on the nature of his relationship with them. Ever heard the phrase "Hell broke loose?"

Yeah… As the "new" Overlord of the Underworld, his primary job was to ensure that doesn't literally happen. So no, contrary to what most of the unfortunate souls would initially believe upon meeting him, Jaune Arc is NOT Satan, the Devil, Baal, Shai'tan, Ahriman, Morgoth, Tash or whatever other name people know that bitchy little pretty-boy wannabe with daddy issues by. He's prisoner number one, or as all of Jaune's sisters "Oh so lovingly" calls that asshole, "Jaune's favorite punching bag."]

"Wait… Hold up, Jaune's the ruler of the Underworld?!" Weiss cried in shock.

"And he's stronger than Satan?!" Ruby added.

"Yes!" Pyrrha quietly cheered with a fist pump. She was very happy to see her partner doing well for himself. Even if it was a different version of him.

[And before anyone starts going on about how this is "unfair" or that he's just "misunderstood," stop. He is LITERALLY EVIL. That little fucktard deserves every ounce of suffering inflicted on him and more for trying to fuck over all the mortals with that stunt of his…]

"Seems like Jaune REALLY hates that guy…" Blake commented.

"Yeah, no kidding…" Yang agreed.

["Sir?" A short, young, female voice softly (read nervously) spoke up.

"Sorry you had to see that, Nora…" Jaune apologized to his newest assistant. "Guys like that really make me sick…"]

"Hey look! It's me!" Nora excitedly called out. "I'm an angel too!"

"You're a Valkyrie, to be specific." Laughing corrected.

"I thought that was just my name, what's a Valkyrie?" Nora asked.

"A type of female warrior angel. Your kind typically guide the souls of those who die in battle to the Afterlife. Some of you act as guardians of sacred places or important individuals like Jaune, who is a Nephilim."

"What's that?" Ren asked.

"The result of a union between an angel and a mortal." Lauging explained. "They often grow up to be VERY powerful. Unfortunately, most of them become incredibly corrupt. Jaune however, is SUPER loyal to The Creator and as a result, became one of THE most powerful beings of that Universe."

[It wasn't every day Jaune had to deal with a recently deceased soul personally, but when he did, it was usually someone who seriously deserved their "just reward" here in the Underworld.

Nora nodded, understanding where her boss was coming from. People who hid behind the facade of being holy or spiritual leaders only to further their own goals and desires were among the lowest of the low. Especially when they were harming children.]

"Fucking pigs…" Nora snarled with a surprising amount of venom.

["You really should take your sisters up on their offer," she began.

Jaune raised an eyebrow.

"You've been putting in a lot of work," Neo continued. "I'm sure that The Creator would agree that you deserve a break. Surely your sisters can handle things for a decade or two…"

Jaune paused to look down at his left hand and the gauntlet upon it. Horror's Hand. As much a symbol of his authority and subsequent responsibilities in the Underworld as much as it was a tool of defense AND destruction. It was functionally fused to him, he couldn't just put it down…

Though it has been a VERY long time since he's been to the Mortal World.

Jaune had no doubts about the abilities of his sisters maintaining order in his absence. Their combined might was considerable. But what if a certain "someone" caught wind of his absence and made yet another attempt at breaking loose and wrecking havoc? The only beings capable of putting a stop to that before it gets out of hand could be counted on three fingers. And Jaune was the third…

"I'll think about it…" Jaune finally said after a brief silence.

"You'll do more than think, buster…" A new, and slightly authoritative voice said.

"Saphron!" Jaune and his pint-sized assistant nearly jumped out of their skins.]

"Who is that?"

[With a note in hand and standing by the door of Jaune's office, was Jaune's eldest sister, Saphron Arc.]

"Oh."

["Orders from the Big Man Upstairs, bud." She continued while walking up to her only brother out of the litter of eight. "You're going on a mandatory vacation, and you're not coming back until you bring Mom someone to give her grandbabies…"

The elder blonde handed the young Overlord the document with the Creator's Seal printed on it.

"Mom did say she would get Big G involved sooner or later…" Jaune muttered as he proceeded to read it. "Well… Orders are orders, I suppose… When do I leave?"

Saphron held up a watch on her wrist. "Riiigghht about… Now."

And with that, the floor beneath Jaune's feet and the document in his hands began to glow and grow.

"Woahwoahwoah!" Jaune cried out to no avail in a desperate bid to slow things down and prepare for his rather abrupt departure.

"Byyyeee!" Saphron oh so sweetly waved her brother off on his trip. "Don't forget to bring some souvenirs!"

In a brilliant flash of light, Jaune Arc, Overlord of the Underworld, was transported to the mortal world of Remnant.

"So. Nora… Wanna see where Jaune keeps his secret ice cream stash?"

"Absolutely."]

"Ooh! I like her!"

[The screen now showed Jaune standing in full armor right in front of Blake in her bathroom. Thankfully, Blake was already changed to save her dignity.]

"HAH! Called it!" Nora cheered. "Now they're gonna make some babies!"

"I doubt that's going to happen, Nora," Ren said.

[There was a beat of silence as two pairs of eyes locked onto one another. One set of blazing blue sapphires, and one set of shining amber. They were each equally surprised by this development.

"Be not afraid…?" Jaune's uneasiness seeped into his voice as he regarded the admittedly very attractive cat-eared girl.

"Are you going to use your infernal powers to break my mind as you have your way with me before dragging me back to the Underworld as your new fuck-slave?!?" Blake immediately blurted out.]

The Blake in the audience grabbed a pillow to bury her now crimson face in as her friends began laughing.

["What?! No!" Jaune was caught completely off guard by the girl's reaction.

"...Oh… Okay…" The Blake on-screen was now as red-faced as the one in the audience.

'Is that DISAPPOINTMENT?!?!' Jaune mentally screamed in shock. And that was where the screen faded to black.]

"Seems like that was what was on Blakey's mind…" Yang teased as Blake screamed into her pillow.