Any thoughts on making a small story on how everyone has moved on with their lives but Blake is still obsessed with the White Fang even after it was broken up and reformed?
I like it!
And now... A very old crossover idea.
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It was very kind of Yang to jog with Jaune. He did need the conditioning, and as a workout partner, Yang was only slightly less fanatical about fitness than Nora.
(And she was easier to talk to.)
So it was that Jaune and Yang were jogging around Beacon's main quad. They were going at a relatively sedate pace, for Yang. Jaune smiled as he felt the sun on his face, and gave it a long look as he saw it rise over the mountains.
"Hey! Keep an eye on the path, VB," Yang joked, "You don't want to run into anyone!"
"Ah, sorry," Jaune admitted. "Guess I'm just... Thinking about home."
"Oh?" Yang asked, raising an eyebrow as they passed a few fallen marble columns, "Up at sunrise to milk the cows and feed the chickens?"
Jaune laughed.
"Eeyup. Every day," he said, "But my mom always woke me up and got us to work with the sunrise. And uh... I guess it kind of reminds me of her."
Yang frowned, and slowly nodded.
"Oh."
Jaune looked over at her in concern.
"I uh... I say something wrong?"
"No, just... Ya know..." Yang shrugged as their feet hit the pavement loudly in the morning stillness, "My mom died when I was young, and..."
Jaune winced.
"Sorry," he said quietly, "I mean, I-I'm really sorry."
Yang gave him a wry smile.
"It's okay," she said, "I had to step up and do her job. I appreciate how hard it is, ya know?"
Jaune nodded back.
"Yeah," Jaune spoke on an impulse, "I... With how you and Ruby are? I think she'd be proud."
Yang flushed, then looked to the side.
"G-Geez! You with this shonen manga stuff!"
"S-Sorry!" Jaune coughed. "I didn't mean to-OOF!"
He ran into a female chest. A very large, very
familiar female chest. He felt familiar hands on him, bringing him in for a hug. He looked up in shock, into a pair of pink eyes in a beautiful face framed by glowing, aurora-colored hair. She was dressed in a light purple jacket and a simple white dress, with golden necklaces and bangles.
"Don't be too hard on him, young lady," the woman laughed, her eyes crinkled in impishness, "He got that directness from his father."
Jaune's jaw dropped.
"Mom?!"
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Breakfast was a little tense. Jaune and Yang were sitting together, as dictated by his mother. The tall, gorgeous woman had been out and about the whole morning, dropping in at random to check on her son.
When she had vanished once again, as though by magic, Weiss finally broke the tension.
"That's your mother?!" She exclaimed.
Jaune nodded, scooping up some fruit with his fork and shoving it into his mouth.
"She's gorgeous!" Ruby gushed happily. "And so tall!"
"How does her hair do the wavy thing?" Nora asked intently, "I wanna know how!"
"She told me it was magic," Jaune deadpanned. Nora nodded.
"I knew it!"
"She's... Not what I expected," Pyrrha finally said. "What does she do for a living?"
"She runs the farm and the local school," Jaune said, "She's a very good teacher."
"So, is she going to read you the riot act?" Yang asked, trying to talk things up with her usual brashness.
"I would never read anyone the riot act, Yang," Jaune's mother said with a smile, making everyone jump. She was standing behind both Yang and Jaune. She squeezed Jaune's shoulder. "I'm not happy about you running away, Jaune, but I do respect the right for you to make your own decisions."
She beamed.
"And I'm so glad you've made so many friends!"
"Uh, um, thanks Mom," Jaune managed tightly. His mother patted his shoulder.
"Don't worry about your armor. Uncle Armor is sending you a new set. Full plate! He'll get your sword reforged, too."
"I... Thanks Mom," Jaune managed. "Is Dad okay?"
"Oh yes, he's having some issues with Cousin Applejack but they'll work it out," his mother laughed. She beamed at Ruby.
"Hello Ruby Rose. I hope you are doing well? My son has written to me that you were the first friend he made here. I'm very thankful for that. You seem to be a very wonderful young woman."
"Um, j-just fine, Mrs. Arc!" Ruby squeaked. She felt intimidated all of a sudden by how the tall woman was looking at her. As though she was looking right through her.
Mrs. Arc had a knowing smile on her face as she looked at the skeptical Weiss and staring Blake.
"I hope Miss Schnee isn't being too mean to you," she said, "I know my son wrote that kind of liked that-"
"
Mom!" Jaune sputtered. Weiss flushed bright red. Mrs. Arc chuckled again.
"But it's not the best basis for a long term relationship," she said.
"W-We're not involved! At all!" Weiss insisted.
Mrs. Arc stared at her, and then slowly nodded.
"That's all right. Though please forgive him. He can come on too strongly."
"Mom!" Jaune groaned. Mrs. Arc laughed. Weiss opened her mouth, but saw the
look on Mrs. Arc's face. She slowly nodded.
"I... I will," Weiss managed.
Mrs. Arc smiled gently, and Weiss flushed.
She then turned to Blake.
"Your parents are doing well. But they would love to hear from you."
Blake balked at this, and stared at Mrs. Arc. She held her gaze evenly. She turned to Ren and Nora. Ren for his part was doing the same thing he'd been doing since Mrs. Arc had shown up: Eating his food and keeping his head down. Nora sucked in an eager breath and grinned.
"Ooh! Ooh! Ooooh! Do something spooky and mystical to me too!"
Mrs. Arc laughed and patted Nora fondly on her head.
"I know a baker and party planner who is going to
love you when you come to visit Radian," she said warmly, and Nora beamed. She turned to Ren.
"There is nothing to fear, young Lie Ren," she said softly, "He would be very proud of you. You know this."
Ren stared up at her in shock, a rare expression on the stoic boy's face. He very slowly nodded.
"I... Thank you," he murmured.
"Indeed," she locked eyes with Yang, who flinched, "She would be proud of you, too. Both of you."
She squeezed Yang's shoulder. She smiled down at Pyrrha, who looked very nervous. She then smiled.
"Do try to be a little more honest, hm? You're lacking that element and it's holding you back. Believe me, a life behind masks is nothing but trouble."
Pyrrha blushed deeply, and nodded.
Mrs. Arc finally turned to Jaune.
"I'm just doing some things for the Vytal Festival, dear. So I'll be around. I'll try not to cramp your style too much, I promise."
"I... Thanks Mom," Jaune sighed. She bent down and hugged him tightly.
"I am very proud of you too, son," she murmured, "Never forget that, please."
"I... I won't?" Jaune managed.
Mrs. Arc let him go, and again walked off. The moment anyone's eyes were off her, she seemed to vanish.
"I... What the hell?!" Yang demanded.
Jaune sighed and shrugged.
"She's... Always been like that," he said.
"Maybe her Semblance is to be telepathic!" Ruby suggested. Weiss flushed.
"Don't say such things, Ruby! That's just silly!"
Blake stared intently at Jaune.
"She's... Very strange," she finally said. Jaune nodded.
"Yeah, she gets that a lot. But she is my mom."
He smiled.
"Honestly? I thought she'd be a lot angrier."
"She gets mad?" Weiss asked. "She seems so composed."
Jaune shuddered.
"Trust me... You do
not want to see her mad."
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A visitor teleported into Ozpin's office. The immortal cocked an eyebrow.
Once, this would have been alarming. With this visitor though? It was just a bit out of the ordinary.
"Hello, Mrs. Arc," Ozpin stated, "Or would you prefer your true name?"
Mrs. Arc smiled softly, her eyes unfathomably ancient.
"I think we both know that true names can be a bit dangerous," she said quietly. She sighed. "Still... You have been kind to my ponies...
People... Since we arrived here. So I do think a little trust is warranted, Ozma."
Ozpin allowed himself a small smile.
"As you wish, Celestia. How is your son?"
"Settling in well," Celestia replied, "Though I wish you had let me teach him magic."
"There's still no telling what combining your magic and this world's magic will do," Ozpin stated, "Hasn't Twilight found an answer?"
"Not quite yet, but I'm confident in her," Celestia said gently. She stretched her arms up over her head, and opened up her wings. She smiled. "That said... A debt can only go so far."
Her eyes narrowed.
"You did not tell me the whole truth about Salem."
Ozpin froze... Then slowly nodded.
"I did not, no. Having a fellow immortal is... A difficult thing for me."
"As it was for me," Celestia agreed, "But a lack of trust also nearly destroyed my world."
She let her magical power
flare. In an instant, her flowing aurora colored hair was an
inferno of light and flame. Her skin was pure white, like marble. Her eyes blazed, and eldritch power flowed out from her like an small star being born.
"
And I will not let it happen to this one," she stated.
Ozpin nodded slowly.
"Very well... But please? Cut down on the light show?"
Celestia returned to her usual form, and pouted.
"But I so seldom get to show off!"
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Back in the cafeteria, Jaune remained tense. Yang elbowed him.
"You expecting her to pop up again?"
"Maybe... But there are worse things," Jaune shuddered. "If Mom's here, then that means-"
"WOOHOO! HEYYYY JAUNEY~!"
"AUUUGH!"
Everyone jumped and shrieked as a girl with wild pink hair in blue and pink clothing popped right out of Jaune's juice glass and landed in his lap. She blew a party horn and grinned.
"HAPPY YOU MADE IT INTO BEACON! LET'S HAVE A PARTY!"
A flash of purple light erupted nearby, and a woman in a labcoat with purple hair streaked with pink appeared. Next to her stood a shorter young male Faunus with dragon scales and fins in purple and green.
"Jaune! You should have told me you got into Beacon!" She stated. "I could have helped you with your studying! You really were slacking off!"
"Honestly, I think you'd better run, Jaune," the Dragon Faunus advised, "She's got at least
ten binders of study notes."
A rainbow haired woman in athletic gear and with
blue wings flew in through an open window, landing on the table with a grin and a wink.
"Hey Princeling! Heard you ran away from home! Your dad was
pissed. How could you treat your aunties so poorly by not even inviting us along?"
"And in that fashion disaster of an armor set!" A purple haired woman in perfectly designed white clothing strode up through the open doors, followed by a tall tanned woman in farming gear with blonde hair and a cowboy hat, and a
very shapely pink haired woman in a big butter yellow sweater, pink skirt. The blonde shook her head and patted Jaune on the shoulder.
"We're jest glad you ain't hurt none. Coulda taken yer shotgun, ya know! Better than that rusty museum piece yer pa left lying around."
"We're just-just so glad you're okay," the pink haired girl stuttered, blushing slightly, "And-and hope you're having a good time... Sorry if that was too much?"
Jaune sighed as his friends all gaped.
"Friends? These are my aunts. Pinkamenia Diane Pie, Twilight Sparkle, Spike Sparkle, Rainbow Dash, Rarity Belle, Applejack Apple, and Fluttershy Shy."
Silence fell. Nora broke it.
"You have weird names!"
"Look who's talking!" Rainbow Dash huffed.
"Well, it could be worse," Jaune murmured.
The double doors to the cafeteria, once closed, now
exploded. A tall woman with flowing hair that resembled the night sky, dressed in black and blue battle armor, strode in while carrying a large spear.
"
AH! MINE NEPHEW! AS PLEASED AS WE ARE TO FIND THEE AT BEACON, THE COMBAT SKILLS OF THIS SCHOOL'S STAFF LEAVE MUCH TO BE DESIRED! I FELLED SER PORT WITH BUT A GLANCING BLOW!"
"MOST FUN I'VE HAD IN YEARS!" Said professor shouted weakly from outside. Luna grinned with sharp teeth.
"
CLEARLY THOU REQUIRES MORE PERSONAL COMBAT TRAINING! YOU AND YOUR BLONDE CONSORT SHALL BE MY FIRST STUDENTS!"
"SHE'S NOT MY CONSORT!" Jaune shouted, as Yang went bright red.
"
WELL THEN TAKE THE REDHEAD! LUNA DEMANDS GRANDBABIES!"
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Well... I may be out of writing for MLP, but this was a very old idea of mine and I thought, what the hell.
Basically, a group of Ponies got transported to Remnant via magic outside of Radian. In this timeline, Nick Arc was the sole male heir to the Arc Clan and was working on becoming a Huntsman. His friendly ways endeared him to Celestia, and they hit it off. Like, REALLY hit it off.
Eight children hitting it off. The Ponies-Turned-Humans did their best to not stand out too much, but have begun to unravel what's going on in this world. And now that they have a personal stake in things... They're going to start intervening.
Plus, Jaune growing up with the Mane 6 and Luna as crazy aunts was a mental image I could not get rid of. 
