The Great Temporal Step-Sibling War!
By Sift Green and AndrewJTalon
Disclaimer: This is a fan based work of Prose. RWBY is the property of Rooster Teeth and ViZ. Please support the official Release.
Weiss Schnee prided herself on her punctuality and sense of timing. Her routine was so exact, she could time it herself with an internal clock. Get up at six AM, finish morning rituals at six-forty five, go work out until seven fifty-five, shower, dress, then return to the dorm at eight-thirty sharp for her morning tea.
A morning tea that had already been prepared. Even from the dorm room door, she could smell the characteristic scent of Klein's special brand of Darjeeling, and how it had been prepared. She could also see her favorite cookies (biscuits, as Klein would call them in his Albion accent) in a neat pile on a plate. She frowned deeply and moved towards the spread with Myrtenaster at the ready. She'd gotten into the habit of carrying her weapon whenever possible nowadays.
"Yang? If this is one of your pranks, I swear to the Gods I will-!"
A Schnee Glyph appeared behind her, sealing the door. She gasped and scanned around.
A glyph... But I don't recognize it... Who-?
"I hope you like the spread," a male voice spoke. Weiss turned and glared at the newcomer, who emerged from the RWBY bathroom. A tall, platinum blond young man, dressed in blue, white, and red combat armor. Strangely, it reminded her of Arc's armor, save for the long white coat he wore over it. He also wore his collar high, high enough to hide his mouth and nose.
Weiss' glare intensified. The boy's body language was... Hesitant. Yet familiar. He looked at her intently, as though seeing someone else.
"Who are you?" She demanded. The boy sighed softly.
"Isn't it obvious?" he asked, "You're not a dolt, right?"
"Insulting my intelligence is a hell of a way to make a first impression!" Weiss growled, her own Glyph spinning in front of her.
The boy winced at that. So much so that Weiss hesitated. He was an intruder with Schnee Glyphs, a Semblance that was only available to those of the Schnee bloodline... He looked so strangely familiar... Almost like Uncle Warden, actually, but his eyes and nose were wrong...
"Are you... A relative of mine?" Weiss asked, a bit softer in tone this time.
The boy... Laughed strangely. He nodded.
"Yes, you could say that," he said. He nodded to the spread. "I had hoped using Uncle Klein's recipe and the Glyph would be enough, but... I guess your life isn't insane enough at this point to contemplate... Time travel."
Weiss stared in shock. She fell back and sat down on a chair roughly, dropping her weapon and her Glyph. She gaped at him.
"T-Time travel?" She whispered. The boy nodded.
"My name is Nicholas Warden Schnee," he murmured, "I was named for your grandfather, your father-in-law, and your favorite uncle. I will never call that old bastard Jacques my grandfather. I'm from the future."
"I... I see," Weiss managed. Inside she was a roiling torrent of emotions-Fear, shock, astonishment...
He smiled warmly at her.
"You found love in the end, Mother," Nicholas said gently, "You found happiness. My father is a great man, a kind man. He helped you reform the SDC, he made Schnee Manor into a place of warmth, cheer, and love. I love you both dearly and have never wanted for anything. Our family is huge and wonderful. It's not perfect, but..."
He pulled out a locket and held it out to her.
"I have never felt unloved or neglected," Nicholas said softly, "Because you and Dad made sure we knew we were precious to you."
He handed her the locket, and she took it with shaky hands as she opened it. A holographic image appeared: An older version of herself, with slight lines around her eyes from smiles. And what a smile her older self wore! It wasn't forced at all, it was truly open and happy!
(She was also secretly pleased she'd grown some curves-She was voluptuous and fit and beautiful in her later years! Take THAT, Xiao-Long!)
Her eyes bugged out a little at the huge number of children around her and her future husband.
"T-T-Ten?!" She gasped.
"My Father said it runs in his family," Nicholas said with a small smile.
It was then that Weiss studied the face of her future husband. He was handsome, absolutely. Tall, fit, with a beard and kind eyes. He held her around her waist with genuine love his eyes, a love her future self returned. Strangely, he almost looked like...
"No," Weiss whispered. She dropped the locket like it was burning hot and scooted back. "NO! I-I can't-I marry JAUNE ARC?!"
Nicholas barely caught the locket in time. He stared at his mother in disbelief.
"Uh, yeah," he said, "Jaune Arc is my father-"
"NO WAY!" Weiss shouted. "AS IF I WOULD EVER MARRY THAT-THAT IDIOTIC, GOOFY, GANGLY DOLT! YOU HAVE TO BE KIDDING ME!"
Nicholas blinked.
"Um, no Mother, you really did-"
"NO! NONONONONONO!" Weiss's cheeks heated up. "I-I DON'T HAVE ANY FEELINGS FOR HIM! ESPECIALLY NOT AFTER THE DANCE AND NEPTUNE-NO!"
She rapidly shook her head again.
"Did-Did that idiot put you up to this?!" She demanded. "With-With drugs and-and holograms?!"
"How would he afford those?" Nicholas asked, dismayed, "He was a farmboy from Radian!"
"NOOOOO! I-I do not-I don't believe it!" Weiss cried. "I-I mean, even if he is a decent sort now, he's still a DOLT! A complete imbecile! Even if he does end up a good husband and father, NO!"
"Mother," Nicholas said urgently, "If you don't go on a date with my father, I'll cease to exist! All my brothers and sisters will cease to exist! You don't want that, do you?"
Weiss shook her head vehemently.
"NO! Of course not! But I-I mean..."
She trailed off and looked at him nervously.
"Are you absolutely sure it's him?"
Nicholas sighed heavily.
"He told me you were difficult during this time, but he really undersold it," he muttered.
"I AM NOT DIFFICULT!" Weiss screeched. "And-And I don't like him at all! Not one bit!"
Nicholas, with a deadpan expression, opened the locket and showed the hologram again. Weiss' face turned red at the sight of the older Jaune.
"N-NOPE! NO! NOT EVEN A LITTLE!" Weiss declared.
Nicholas sighed again.
"Mother, please," he said, "If you don't succeed, someone like Auntie Pyrrha, Auntie Yang, Auntie Ruby, or Auntie Blake might scoop him up first!"
"WHAT?!" Weiss cried. "They-Those-NO! I-I'm-!"
"Mother!" Nicholas growled. "Mom, please! Just talk to Dad! You'll see what you told us you saw in him, I promise!"
Weiss flushed deeply.
"I... I'll go and talk to him," she managed, "Though I'm sure this is a ridiculous prank... And-And I don't like him and never will!"
Nicholas sighed yet again. This was proof in her mind that this was a charade: No child of hers would be so disrespectful to their mother!
Though maybe that was Arc's influence-NO! NO! THAT WOULD NOT HAPPEN! NOT EVER!