Cuts of RWBY
A RWBY Fic Collection by AndrewJTalon
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Just a collection of plot bunnies and ideas for RWBY fics. Free for you to take and make use of.
For instance:
Cinder scowled. Having to attend these stupid classes was all for the sake of the plan, but it didn't make it any less annoying.
And now, she was sitting alongside some annoying idiot in a history class. An idiot who had brought a baby along.
"Which brings us to the Albion Succession Wars over the Vacuoan Crown...!" Oobleck went on. The blond idiot on Pyrrha's team (she hadn't bothered to learn his name) was trying to take diligent notes while the baby sucked on his pacifier in the harness over the idiot's chest. The baby turned his large eyes onto her, staring intently. She scowled a bit at the baby, and tried to continue taking notes.
Those wide, innocent eyes were just so... Aggravating.
It's so annoying, she grumbled, Why won't he look somewhere else?
She reached down to get an eraser from her bag... And the baby reached out to seize her long hair.
"Ow!" She hissed, as the baby tugged on her long locks. The blond idiot started, as the baby giggled around his pacifier.
"Adrian, no!" The blond whispered. He pulled the baby's fist, which just made the baby tug harder. Cinder winced and glared death at the idiot.
"Just-Make him let go-!"
"Sorry sorry sorry!" The idiot whispered. The baby finally let go, distracted when the idiot shook a toy in front of him. The baby took hold of the toy and played with it clumsily. Cinder growled and held the hairs the baby had grasped. They were sticky, gross!
Well... Yes she had GRIMM inside of her, but this was far worse!
"You're paying for this," she growled. The blond idiot sighed.
"Sorry..."
After class, she followed him as he took his brat up and out into the hallway. She stood in front of him with a scowl, holding up her hair.
"Your brat got my hair sticky," she stated. The idiot winced again, then frowned.
"Oh, sorry... Hang on." He pulled out some spray and a comb, and grabbed her hair. Cinder's eyes went wide as she instinctively tried to pull away.
"What are you-?!"
"Hold still," the idiot ordered, his tone commanding enough she actually obeyed. He sprayed the hair with the bottle, then combed it quickly. He turned her around with a touch to her shoulder, and quickly applied the same treatment to the rest of her long, luscious hair. He turned her back and held up a mirror.
"How's that?"
Cinder stared. Just some hair spray of some kind and a comb but... She looked somehow even more ravishing?! She stared up at him in disbelief, as he grinned.
"An old family remedy from up in Radian," he explained, "When you have eight kids, sticky hair is one of the tamer things that can happen. Everything good?"
Cinder was loathe to feel any positive things for another, and yet... There was something inside her that warmed at the kindly smile on his face. At his touch.
"... Thank you?" She said, uncertain. The idiot beamed.
"I'm Jaune. Jaune Arc. This is my nephew Adrian," he said, pointing to the baby who was kicking anxiously. He rubbed his head and shushed him gently. "Shhh... It's okay... It's a pretty lady, Adrian, but you have to be respectful!"
Cinder found a flush come to her cheeks.
"Ah, pretty...?"
Jaune grinned and winked.
"He only grabs the hair of pretty girls," he said.
Cinder had gotten plenty of compliments, of course. She used her sexuality as easily as any other weapon. But this genuine sincerity...
Her Grimm writhed inside her, hard enough that pain filled her. Her knees trembled as she reached out to the nearby wall for support... But Jaune was the one who caught her.
"Hey, you okay?" He asked. The baby whined, staring up at her.
"I-I'm fine! Just-Just get away from me!" Cinder snarled. She turned and stormed off, her hair waving behind her.
The Grimm calmed down, though the pain lingered. She tried to savor it, as pain was power. That was a truth she had learned her entire life.
Just because some idiot had been kind to her with his stupid brat meant nothing! NOTHING AT ALL!
Nothing at all!
Jaune was sitting at Team JNPR's usual table in the library. Adrian was with them, which had become increasingly common lately. Saphron's job assignment in Vale had gotten extended and Terra was working to get a house in Argus. So Jaune was the most stable feature in his little nephew's life.
As difficult as it was though, he was going to be there for Adrian. The little guy deserved it.
And all of his friends had really taken to him! Pyrrha and Ruby in particular cooed over him! Yang had a real soft spot for the kid! Even Weiss and Blake emoted around him.
Nora of course was happy to be an "Aunty", which... Well, in Jaune's heart? She wasn't wrong. And Ren did seem more at ease around the baby, too. In a manly sort of way.
He was holding Adrian right now, humming a soft tune to the little boy. At the questioning looks of his friends, Ren explained:
"A Mistralian lullaby. My mother sang it to me."
"Oh," Jaune frowned, but Ren gave him a small smile.
"I am glad to remember it," he said, "For your nephew."
Jaune smiled back. Nora's eyes were shiny, as she grabbed onto Ren's arm.
"I want one!"
Ren raised an eyebrow.
"A baby?"
"Yes!" Nora insisted.
"We can't steal one, that's wrong," Ren said. Nora grinned.
"Then we'll just have to make one," she crooned eagerly. Ren coughed. He handed Adrian over to Jaune, who gratefully took him with a smirk.
"Jaune," Ren began, "I-"
Nora gripped his shoulder, her eyes practically shining.
"We're gonna have a long, indepth conversation!" She said cheerfully. "Also sex! That was implied!"
Ren gave Jaune and Pyrrha a pleading look. Pyrrha blushed. Jaune shrugged.
"Sorry man," he said, "Command decision. Solve your personal issue yourselves."
"YAY! Best leader ever!" Nora cheered, dragging Ren out with her. The usually stoic young man's face was a mix of fear and anticipation.
"Are... Are you sure that's wise?" Pyrrha asked quietly. Jaune sighed, bouncing Adrian a bit on his knee when he fussed.
"I mean, there's a chance things will go badly between them and that will wreck our teamwork," Jaune said, "That's why romance in a team can be dangerous. But... I think they can work it out. Despite his reactions, Ren does love Nora. I know he'd never hurt her."
"What about Nora?" Pyrrha asked. Jaune smiled.
"Same thing... I mean, emotionally," he said, "Physically? Er... I mean... He can get over it."
Pyrrha blushed furiously. Jaune wasn't much better, but he hugged Adrian again as the baby squirmed.
"Hey, hey, chill out," Jaune said, patting Adrian's back. He turned him around and let him rest on the table. "There you go..."
Pyrrha scooted closer to him, beaming.
"You're so good with him," Pyrrha said happily. "I... I-I think you'll be a great dad..."
"Thanks Pyrrha," Jaune said with a smile. Pyrrha opened her mouth to say more, but a certain blonde brawler walked up to them with a broad grin.
"Hey Daddy Arc!" Yang said cheerfully. Jaune smiled back.
"Hey Yang!"
"So, whatcha doin'?" Yang asked, sitting in the chair on the other side of Jaune and scooting in. Heedless of Pyrrha's quick scowl.
Jaune opened his mouth to answer, but Adrian reached out and happily slapped the textbooks in front of him. Jaune shrugged.
"Hitting the books," he deadpanned.
Yang stared. Her face screwed up, and she laughed.
"Hahahaha! Oh man... That's... That's great!" She giggled.
Even Pyrrha and Jaune started to laugh, as did Adrian. Jaune sighed and shrugged.
"Well... I guess Dad Jokes just come naturally around a baby," he said.
"You mean normal jokes?" Yang asked with a grin. "What do you call a frog who's double parked?"
"Toad," Jaune replied, and they both laughed. Pyrrha smiled politely.
"Um, well..."
"What do you get from a pampered cow?" Jaune asked.
"Spoiled milk!" Yang giggled.
Jaune chuckled with her, as Adrian giggled happily as well. Pyrrha cleared her throat, and all eyes were on her.
"Um... What does a cow use... To do math? A... A cow-culator!"
Silence. Adrian whimpered. Pyrrha gasped.
"Oh no, don't cry Adrian, I'm sorry-!"
"It's okay, it's okay," Jaune chuckled, hugging Adrian and soothing him. Yang leaned in and stroked his back, getting very close to Jaune.
"Yeah P-Money. We don't all have the comedy chops," she said with a grin, "Sides, I'm the one who makes cow jokes. I've got the milk."
She very deliberately put her arms under her chest and smirked at that. Jaune flushed as Pyrrha scowled.
"Y-Yang! Not in front of Adrian!"
"Come on, he's a baby!" Yang insisted. "He's honest about what he likes, right?"
She pulled the baby to her chest, and Adrian snuggled in happily. She grinned, rather smugly, over at Pyrrha.
"See?"
"Yeah," Jaune chuckled, blushing a bit, "I... I think you'd be a great mom. Not just for that though!"
It was Yang's turn to blush. Pyrrha stewed behind her plastic smile.
Jaune looked over at Pyrrha and, sensing some distress, smiled.
"I-I think you'd be a great mom too, Pyrrha!"
The Amazon was reduced to a blushing, stuttering mess. Jaune blinked.
"Er, um... I meant that as a compliment?"
"Oh, she got it," Yang said with a grin, pressing in against Jaune with Adrian cooing in her bosom, "You smooth talker, you~. Now, tell me more about how good a mom I'd be. It's very moo-ving!"
"That... That doesn't make as much sense-"
"Play your cards right, and it will."