I do not own RWBY or the fanfics and media referenced in the story...

... this is in fact my love letter to the community, readers, and authors of RWBY fanfic.

Some of you will notice the stories, and other are more obscure.

-xXx-

Jaune woke up like he always did—yawning, blinking, and already dreading the day to come.

You couldn't blame him. It's not like he forged his way into Beacon, the premier school for Huntsmen, with real lives on the line and serious responsibilities.

Cut him some slack. The pressure is real.

So, Jaune went into clockwork mode: took a bath, groomed himself, inspected his weapon, and sipped his coffee in between.

While this was going on—

"…Could you please stop staring?" Jaune tried to sound as polite as possible, though Nora's stare made it hard.

"Checks out."

"What?"

"Never mind." Nora dismissed him calmly—too calmly—which was jarring enough, let alone the notebook she was scribbling in.

"I know you usually do," she said, still writing, "but do keep your mind cool and calm. Like you were back in Volume 1."

Jaune blinked, confused. "Volume 1? Like… an album?"

He watched, baffled, as Nora, of all people, kept taking notes. Dozens of stapled papers lay scattered around her, each one covered in essays upon essays.

Too tired to deal with it. Too early to read.

-xXx-

On the way to the cafeteria, he got the usual looks.

The kind that said, "You don't belong here."

It had lessened lately—with the other three Huntsman Academies around, people had better things to worry about than Jaune Arc.

"HEY, BOSS MAN!"

A slap to his back sent him stumbling forward—

Only for the same hand to grab his hoodie and stop him from face-planting.

"Oops! Hehehe, sorry, Jaune! Teehee!"

Jaune blinked at the tan girl with the cyan beanie, casually floating on a hoverboard.

"Right… it's cool." He nodded and walked on.

Then realized she was following him.

"Eh, do you… need something?"

She thought for a second. "Nope!" A playful grin followed. "Just wondering what kind of chaos we'll cause at the Vytal Tournament."

Jaune squinted at her, his tactical instincts tingling. "…Sure."

Then he slowly stepped away.

And bolted. Full sprint. Gone in a blur of smoke and desperation.

"Wait! Did he drink Oobleck's coffee again?!" someone yelled as he vanished down the hall.

-xXx-

Jaune panted hard, leaning against the cafeteria wall.

A warm touch on his shoulder.

He turned and saw Yang looking at him—with a tenderness he couldn't quite describe.

"Jaune?" she asked softly.

"Oh. Hey, Yang." Jaune sweatdropped, realizing how soaked he looked. "Just, uh… good morning jog."

"Yeah…" Yang glanced away. "Gotta get those legs strong enough to cut down a tree in a few swings and carry it on your shoulder. For my—"

She froze mid-sentence, like something slipped.

Jaune tilted his head. "That's… oddly specific."

Yang frowned lightly. "Well, you did say you wanted things plain."

"Huh."

"That's right, Grumbles." Yang teased.

Jaune stared, even more confused.

-xXx-

He sipped his coffee.

Toast and bacon filled his plate. The cafeteria buzzed with the usual chatter—plus one odd whisper about a missing golden statue that supposedly led to Beacon's basement.

Since when did Beacon have a golden statue?

"Here, boss. Just like you like it."

A mug of coffee—if you could call it that. It was latte art, cinnamon-chocolate glaze, and had a warm pumpkin hue.

"Tried to replicate Velvet's specialty," said Russel—yes, that Russel—now wearing an apron. "She's still too skittish to talk to you."

He leaned closer. "Also, you'll hate how the staff here treat their beans."

"…Okay."

"Hey Russel, triple foam please!" a silver-haired student called out.

Russel nodded and jogged off—as a student. At Beacon.

Jaune slowly took a sip.

"…Not bad."

Then—ruffle ruffle.

A hand in his hair.

"You're such a good boy," Ruby beamed.

"Ruby?"

"I'll make sure you and Zwei become best friends."

Crack!

A tray fell to pieces. A dark-skinned woman with a star-marked blue hat stood frozen, her cheeks turning beet red.

Whispers began.

"Ohhh… did you read that cute smut? It's spicy and adorable!"

Jaune's brain bluescreened. People were just openly discussing smut now?

A firm hand grabbed his arm and yanked him upright.

"Whoa—Pyrrha?!"

"Training. Now."

"Wait—Not that I don't want to, but… why now?"

Her eyes glistened like glass. "One day, you'll have to survive… without me."

A chill ran down Jaune's spine.

He followed.

-xXx-

Twelve hours later.

Muscles aching. Bruises everywhere. Why?

Because he sparred with Pyrrha for twelve hours straight.

Six with swords. Six mountain climbing.

For the first time, Jaune questioned her methods. Especially since she scheduled a month-long camping trip for survival.

That's tomorrow Jaune's problem.

Today, he could rest.

-xXx-

Elsewhere…

Yang stared up at the broken moon.

"Boy…"

-xXx-

Jaune shot up in bed, spine-chilled like the moon had personally insulted his bloodline.

"Goddammit."

"Don't worry, Jaune."

He peeked over.

Nora was still surrounded by papers.

"Things are brighter in the morning," she said, reading a page like it was a script.

Then she perked up, smiling.

"Oh, don't worry. I won't crash through your door and offer you a drink of mead."

Jaune squinted at the paper in her hands.

Multiverse Compilation to ARC of War (XX18) and Twilight of the Brothers.

He sighed and rolled out of bed, yelling, "Russel! Your specialty, please!"

A blur in an apron skidded into the room, balancing an armful of steaming coffee cups.

"Of course!"

Author's notes!

As you can see! This is something different! Hahahaha its my love letter to the Fanfic Community, in what if everybody...and I mean everybody save Jaune Vol 1 just arrive from their weeks stays at the Multiverse Theater to watch different Jaune Arcs!

So now, everyone sees him differently, and like how those multiverse fanfics usually go, they changed abit. I will also be pulling easter eggs and references from the fanfics across platforms... and will use both popular and obsecure material hahahah

Please review to guess these works, and send you your own works you want to see next. I will have this story as comedic as possible with Jaune as the sole normal dude. Hahahaha

Please Review, Fav, and Follow! I really wish the authors of the stories which inspire me see this hhahaha

See you around!