The Arc Clan
A RWBY Fic by AndrewJTalon
DISCLAIMER: This is a fan based work of prose. RWBY is the property of Rooster Teeth and ViZ. Please support the official release.
Uncle Trey
Things became a lot more peaceful at Beacon after Aqua departed. Jaune certainly appreciated it very much. He had enough to keep on top of, what with the Vytal Festival in a few months, homework, and training.
It didn't help his social life had suddenly become much more active lately. He was now training with Pyrrha, Nana, Papa, Mordred, his team, and RWBY! And all of a sudden more people were dropping in! Not that he minded hanging out with his friends and family, but sometimes a guy wanted a little time to himself!
So he'd hid himself away in the kitchen of one of the unused dorms. He'd closed the blinds and left only the basic lights on, to further conceal himself. His unpacked his groceries, arranged them neatly, then donned his favorite Pumpkin Pete's apron. His plan was to cook a nice chicken dinner for all his friends, and whoever else dropped in. He'd actually become very good at cooking, and doing that for his friends was the least he could do for all they had done for him.
He had prepared the chicken thighs, deboned and defrosted. He had them on a cutting board. He stood over them, checking them over.
He lifted up his knife, and brought it down slowly on the first thigh... Only for a hand to grasp his with an iron tight grip and hold him tightly.
"That's not the way," a man's voice rasped. Jaune trembled. Why hadn't he kept his weapons on him?!
"That's not the way," the man continued, his dark form leaning out of the shadows. A cigarette was held between his lips. He closed his mouth to puff on it, the end illuminating his face.
"... To hold a knife when you're cooking chicken!"
Jaune stared into the face of the older man. He was blond, tall, with a thin dark beard. One of his eyebrows was curled over his forehead, the other, along with his other eye, fully concealed by a shock of blond hair.
In an instant, Jaune relaxed. He held a hand up to his chest and grinned.
"Uncle Trey!" He exclaimed. "Geez, you trying to give me a heart attack?"
Trey chuckled, pulling back enough to slap his nephew on the shoulder.
"Nah, just wanted to have some fun. You're almost as stiff as your mom! Being tense while cooking ruins the food, you know?"
Jaune nodded.
"Ah."
"And cooking in the dark?" Trey scoffed. He walked over to the lightswitches and turned them all on, fully illuminating the room. Trey was dressed in a simple (if somewhat ruffled) black pinstripe suit with a maroon undershirt and black tie. Jaune grinned at him and shrugged.
"Sorry. Just trying to get some time to myself. It's been hectic!"
"Mm, so I've heard," Trey stated, taking another drag off his cigarette before taking it between his fingers. He held it as he scowled darkly at Jaune. "You've disappointed me, Jaune."
Jaune gulped. Despite the lighting, his uncle's face was dark with shadows. He walked back towards Jaune slowly, grim fury in his eyes.
"I-I mean, what did I-?"
"I can't believe you," Trey growled, shaking some ash off his cigarette, "after all I've done for you... All I sacrificed for our family... To be betrayed by my own flesh and blood...!"
Jaune shrank back, taking several steps away until he bumped into the oven. He looked back, and then looked forward. He held in a squeak of terror as his uncle loomed over him, face to face.
"But I-What do you-?!"
Trey then sniffled... Pulled back... And began to cry. He held up his arm over his eyes and sobbed.
"My own nephew! Collecting a harem when his poor uncle is still single!"
Jaune blinked. He blinked twice. He sighed heavily and his shoulders drooped as he stared in exasperation as his bawling uncle.
"Uncle Trey, I don't have a harem!" He insisted. "I'm very good friends with several girls but we're friends! That's it!"
Trey glared death at his nephew.
"Don't lie to spare your uncle's feelings!" He roared, "That's unbecoming of a man!"
Jaune held up his hands and waved them.
"No! Nonono! It's NOT a harem! We haven't done anything!"
"WELL WHY NOT?!" Trey demanded, shaking his fists, "ARE YOU STRINGING THEM ALL ALONG OR SOMETHING?!"
"N-NO! NO! OF COURSE NOT!" Jaune insisted.
Trey held up his Scroll and flipped through several images. Images of Jaune out and about with many of the girls in his life.
"WELL EXPLAIN ALL THIS!" Trey demanded, shoving the Scroll in Jaune's face. Jaune gulped and shook his head as he looked at the picture of himself and Ruby in cosplay as Knightmare and Vampire Girl. Ruby was hugging his arm very tightly as they posed for the camera.
"Those?! We-We just went out for fun! Ruby wanted to go to a comic convention!"
"AND THIS?!" Trey demanded, flipping to an image of him winning a stuffed animal for a happy Yang.
"Well there was a street carnival and Yang wanted to enter the dance contest!" Jaune explained, "And I got her a stuffed bear! As friends!"
"AND THIS?!" Trey seethed, flipping to an image of Blake and Jaune eating sushi.
"We just ate some sushi! She fed me some, I fed her some-As friends!"
"AND THIS?!"
"Pyrrha needed a ride to a meeting with her agent! Epona wanted to go for a ride! She held onto me because she doesn't know how to ride a horse! Again, all friendly!"
"AND THIS?!"
"I just made Weiss some cake to apologize for Cousin Alice weirding her out! As friends! How did you get all these pictures anyway?!"
"I have friends who are very good hackers when they're NOT MAKING OUT IN FRONT OF ME," Trey seethed. He scowled at Jaune and held his Scroll up again. "You seriously don't think any of this is more than friendly? At all?"
"NO!" Jaune exclaimed. "Not a bit!"
Trey stared at Jaune. He looked back over the photos. Each girl wore a blush, or a not-so-hidden look of longing or admiration. Even Weiss, though that may have just been the cake.
Trey sighed, and kicked Jaune in the face.
"OW!" Jaune yelped, rubbing his chin, "What was that for?!"
"For making life harder for the rest of us," Trey grumbled. He shook his head. "Still! Since we're blood relatives and I love you and your dear mother... I will help you out!"
"Er... Thanks Uncle Trey?" Jaune managed. Trey nodded firmly.
"Indeed... I have to admire you, Jaune," he said. He began to sniffle. "Like me, you have put aside love with beautiful women for a greater goal! For the greater good!"
Jaune blinked, but slowly nodded.
"Yeah... I want to be a hero, like Dad, Mom, Nana, Papa, Uncle Alex, Uncle Brand, Aunt Irene... And-And you!" He said earnestly.
Trey sniffled, manly tears running down his cheeks. He hugged his nephew and slapped him on the back.
"That's utterly inspiring, Jaune!"
He then tightened his grip painfully and Jaune yelped.
"BUT WHY DID YOU HAVE TO INHERIT YOUR FATHER'S OBLIVIOUS HAREM LEAD POWERS?!" He roared.
"I-I DON'T KNOW WHAT YOU'RE TALKING ABOUT!"
"EXACTLY!"
Naturally, Trey is based on Sanji from One Piece. Sanji means "Third Son" and Trey means "three" in many Indo-European languages.
The second chapter with Trey will be released on Pa treon my next week first, then will be accessible by all a week after. Thank you for your support!
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