[RWBY] The Great Temporal Step-Sibling War!

[Phillip_II_of_Macedon]

Jaune just wanted to play a board game

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He REALLY should have known better when Blake suggested that they all play a game of Twister.

 

[Phillip_II_of_Macedon]

Leander: I just can't look at the game of Twister the same way ever again.

Penny: listening intently

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Penny: Friend Jaune, I am trying to schedule in a game of Twister played by you and team RWBY based on something that Leander said happened in his timeline. But I am confused, according to my research, that game is supposed to be played with clothes.

Jaune: Yeah, uh, let's play that game with clothes on for now Penny.

Penny: Sensational!

 

[Ardrianian]

Jaune just wanted to play a board game

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Sometimes a man wants to play Parcheesi.

 

[cavalal386]

Jaune just wanted to play a board game

Click to shrink...

men just want one thing.

 

[AndrewJTalon]

Beacon, Vale

One Month after the Party

- - -

Yang was sitting in front of the mirror in their dormroom, mechanically brushing her hair as she stared at her reflection. The sun was just setting outside. Everything was quiet... Before the door burst open and Ruby stormed in, followed by Weiss and Blake.

"Yang! What the hell?!" Ruby demanded angrily. Yang started and swung around, her eyes narrowed.

"Hey! Language-!"

"You don't get to pull that with me!" Ruby growled, advancing up close to her sister, "You broke up with Jaune?!"

Yang winced. Her fist clenched around her hairbrush. She turned away, sitting back down and resuming brushing her hair.

"S-So? It-It wasn't working out!"

"You were over the moon over Arc," Weiss stated flatly, as Blake went to sit on her bed and stare at Yang, "You were having fun. You were giggling."

"I was not!" Yang scoffed.

"Did he do something?" Blake asked pointedly. Weiss nodded.

"Yes, did the oaf make a fool of himself-?"

"NO!" Yang looked over her shoulder and growled, making Weiss start. Even Ruby was surprised. Yang flushed and went back to brushing her hair.

"I... No, he didn't do anything," Yang muttered, embarassed and soft. Ruby frowned.

"Then why?"

"I... W-We have too much to do," Yang stuttered, "We're in the Vytal Festival. He's busy, I'm busy..."

"Yes, incredibly so," Blake deadpanned. Yang slammed her hairbrush down and turned around, scowling at her team.

"It's my decision! Who the hell are you three to question it?! I-I didn't want to do it anymore! I need to look after Ruby and I..." She looked to the side. "He's a nice guy, and... And that's all..."

Blake stared as intensely as a cat at Yang. Ruby scowled, her hands on her hips.

"Yang," she pressed. Yang took a deep breath.

"Look, I... I've been on other dates with guys before-"

"One date! One! Or half dates! You were happy with Jaune!" Ruby insisted. "So what's wrong? He was devastated!"

Yang swallowed thickly and shook her head.

"He-He'll get over it! He's tough... He's-"
"Yang," Weiss stated flatly, "Even I am not so cruel."

That hit like a punch to the gut. Yang sucked in another breath.

"... I-I just... I do like him... A lot," Yang murmured. Blake stared. Ruby scoffed. Weiss scowled. "Okay fine! I REALLY like him, all right?!"

"So why?" Blake asked. Ruby shook her head.

"If you have to look after me-You don't have to anymore! Heck, you haven't done it since we got here! You just dumped me with all the responsibilities!"

"I did not!" Yang growled.

"You basically did," Weiss sighed, "You never help with team paperwork, at all. Then again neither does Blake."

"Hey," Blake scowled. Ruby took Yang's hands in hers.

"Yang... Please, just tell me the truth," she pleaded, "Please."

Yang looked down. She let out a long, hard sigh. Blake shook her head.

"You're afraid he'll leave you. Or you'll leave him. Aren't you?"

Yang's head shot up as she gaped at her partner in shock. Weiss hummed as she looked over at the cat Faunus.

"Huh. So you aren't completely self absorbed."

"Says the spoiled brat," Blake shot back. Weiss scowled, but bit her tongue as she looked back to Yang. Ruby looked into her big sister's eyes.

"Yang... Is that true?" She asked. "You know he'd never ever leave you-"

"But I don't know I wouldn't," Yang hissed. "I don't know that I'll never... Never turn out like... Like her."

She turned back to the mirror. She winced at how red her eyes were. So much like...

Ruby hugged her tightly from behind.

"Yang..." She murmured, "You aren't her. And Jaune's not her either."

"I-I just," Yang whispered, "I..."

Weiss huffed.

"You told me to make more friends, to open myself up and, what did you say? Oh yes, pull the stick out of my-"

"Language!" Yang snarled, again glancing at Ruby. Ruby rolled her eyes.

"'Ass'. I know what it is, Yang! I'm not six!"

"And now you can't do the same?" Weiss demanded. Yang grimaced. She looked back in the mirror. She saw Blake rise, and walked up just behind the sisters.

"If you keep everyone at arms' length, all you'll have is a lonely life, Yang," Blake said softly. "You don't have to walk alone out of fear. That's... That's what you all have taught me."

Yang opened her mouth to speak... When an acoustic guitar playing filled the air. The source was outside, below their window. Then, a familiar male voice began to sing:

"I've had time to write a book
About the way you act and look
But I haven't got a paragraph
Words are always getting in my way
Anyway, I love you
That's all I have to tell you
That's all I've got to say~..."

Blake and Ruby both went to the window, and looked down. Weiss stayed by the door, her arms over her chest. Yang sucked in a deep breath. She rose, and walked over to the window. Blake and Ruby parted for her, and she looked down. Jaune was there, playing his guitar. He looked up at her, his face troubled and uncertain... But he kept playing and singing.

"And now, I'd like to make a speech
About the love that touches me
But stumbling, I would make you laugh
I feel as though my tongue were made of clay
Anyway, I love you
That's all I have to tell you~..."

"Hey, I remember this song," Ruby murmured, "It's from The Last of the Unicorns."

Yang knew it. It was one of those nerdy fantasy movies from when she was a kid that she had watched with Ruby. She'd even read the book. She and Jaune had gone to a midnight showing of it. Something she had never done with anyone before-It was too embarassing to admit she liked dorky fantasy movies like that.

Too embarrassing... Except to Jaune.

"I think he wants to talk to you," Blake suggested.

Yang sucked in a deep breath. She turned and ran out the door, down the hallway, down the stairs, and to the door. She hesitated a moment, before emerging and walking outside, heading around the dorm building.

He was still singing as she rounded the corner. He locked eyes with her as he kept singing and playing, his face sad.

"I'm not a man of poetry
Music isn't one with me
It runs from me
It runs from me~..."

Yang approached him. the lyrics coming to her in that moment. The way she'd sung along to the song with Jaune in the theater...

"And I tried to write a symphony
But I lost the melody
Alas I only finished half,
And finish I suppose I never may
Anyway, I love you
That's all I have to tell you
That's all I've got to say
That's all I've got to say
That's all I've got to say~..."

They stared at eachother, as Jaune stopped playing. He let the last note reverb just a bit. Yang licked her lips.

"... What's all this?" She asked.

Jaune hesitated, but pushed himself forward.

"Pyrrha told me... If I really loved you, truly loved you... Then I'd be willing to fight for you. And... I do," Jaune said.

Yang sucked in a deep breath, her heart pounding in her ears. She took a few more steps, their noses only a few inches apart.

"I... I might... I'm scared, Jaune," she admitted quietly. Jaune nodded.

"So am I. It's not easy for me to... To make a fool of myself all the time."

"You... You make it look easy," Yang said with a small smile. A smile he returned.

"Yeah... But, you know... I'm willing to be brave, and a fool... If you're there alongside me."

Tears were in her eyes. She tried to turn away to wipe them up, but Jaune's hand got there first. His hands were rough, but gentle.

"So...?" Jaune asked softly.

Yang laughed, her tears still coming. She reached out her hands and hugged him tightly. A hug he gladly returned.

"... You're such a freaking dork," Yang whispered, kissing him deeply.

It would take a while for her to admit she loved him back in words. She just hoped her actions spoke for themselves.

- - -

A bit schmaltzy and romantic, but it's what I was in the mood to write. The song is from "The Last Unicorn" but this version is my favorite rendition:


View: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Utt2wLMbz0k&list=RDUtt2wLMbz0k&index=1

 

[AndrewJTalon]

(Set before the end of Glynda's class)

- - -

Nick was often bored. This is why he worked and moved constantly. Movement of any kind was welcome to his restless spirit, whether it was playing with his children, working on his farm, sparring with his wife and the militia-Anything. Sitting around for hours on end wasn't always unpleasant: He did meditate, pray, and even did some studying. Heck, he could do taxes!

Not that he would ever let his wife know.

Sitting around talking about stuff could also be fun, as long as it was interesting. Like what his wonderful grandson Adrian was up to. Or how he totally won that last Grimm killing competition with Arjun. Or sitting in church, singing the hymns and listening to the sermons!

But this...?

"... As it turns out," WIllow went on, smiling a bit, "Jacques wanted to exclude those sights for exploitation because while the Dust was classed as inaccessible, it was to stall so that new mining equipment designed to extract it would come online. It's all a massive con."

Ironwood and Arjun frowned heavily. The general made a note.

"Another charge for the numerous suits to be brought against him," Ironwood growled.

"Indeed," Arjun added angrily, clenching his fists, "That Dust mine was marked off limits to us even though it's in our territory! We abided by the SDC's recommendation it was worthless! I'll need to find how many inspectors were bribed..."

"We'll track them down," Saia said, "But knowing this gives us another means to get the treaty finalized!"

"And another common link," Ghira added, "If he's been doing this to all of our nations, that means we can make him the true villain to direct all our ire at. Very useful to have a common enemy."

This was torture to Nick. Now, he wasn't as immature as he used to be. Back in the day, he would jump out a window with some kind of lame excuse to get out of boring meetings. But even he had a limit, and it was fast approaching.

Poor Whitley looked bored out of his mind, and he was very nerdy! Not that Nick disliked nerds. He appreciated their ability to handle things he could not. But he was and never would be a nerd.

Except about fighting. He was a super nerd about fighting!

Isabel rested a hand on his forearm. She smiled in understanding.

"We're almost done, I promise," she murmured softly. Nick smiled back warmly, and squeezed her hand in his.

"You are my heart," he signed to her. It was how he had expressed his love for her the first time. Grandpa George, his mentor and father, had told him his heart was his greatest source of strength. And over time, he had come to realize Izzy was his greatest source of strength. So he had told her she was his heart.

She'd blushed and stuttered and giggled when he told her that. And she blushed deeply when he told her that now.

"You two," she signed back. They caught Saia's eyes. The queen smiled knowingly, and rested a hand on Arjun's forearm. They had been at this for several hours now-Even Arjun seemed to be getting a bit impatient.

The elevator doors opened. Everyone turned to see Athena Nikos, with her butler, and Barsara Atlan with her husband Logos, stride into the room. Athena herself was in a dark red dress with a feathery headdress. Some kind of Hellenic style, though Nick didn't know the terms.

"Hello all!" Athena said grandly, "I hope we're not interrupting?"

"Not at all," Ozpin said, "I was hoping all the parents could contribute what they could to our enterprise."

"Of course!" Athena declared, pointing a finger to the ceiling, "And we have a wonderful idea! You see, I believe making videos for the Festival to help sell the idea of the treaty would be a great idea!"

"I have wanted to try directing," Logos admitted, as Barsara nodded. Orestes was playing with his butterfly knife and looking exasperated as usual.

"And," Athena added, striding forward to lean against the table, "I was thinking that all of us working together to get ideas for shorts would be grand! You've all lived such interesting lives and had so many adventures! I want to get as much as I can from all of you!"

"Much of what we're discussing is classified," Ironwood pointed out. Athena shook her head.

"I know and we won't get into that, but we still need to put a human face on this whole endeavour!" Athena cried. "That and... It would help if we could better sell the cover story for Jaune's arranged marriages."

"Agreed," Barsara said intently, "People are going to question it and we need more background."

Nick sighed. Well, this was also really boring. But hopefully they'd just dismiss it or focus on it tomorrow, after a break-

"Agreed," Ozpin said thoughtfully, "It would be useful to get on top of the public relations game."

"Me too!" Kali said with a big smile, "I've always wanted to work with real Thornywood stars anyway!"

"Oh, you look wonderfully photogenic, Kali!" Athena giggled, "So does your daughter! Oh this will be so much fun! We'll need lights, cameras, catering...!"

Nick looked over at Ironwood, hoping the stern military commander would veto this.

Come on, come on...!

Ironwood looked considerate... Then nodded.

"I suppose we could add that to the docket of things to work out," Ironwood ground out, "PR is important. The military is fully aware of this."

Nick looked over at Arjun. His last hope...

"And you too, Saia!" Athena enthused, "May's story is the stuff of Thornywood magic! I want to bring it to life!"

"Oh, well," Saia smiled, "It is nice it has a happy ending..."

Arjun looked back at Nick, sighed, and shrugged.

"I obey my wife as much as you do," he replied.

Nick nodded. Well... There was only one thing left to do.

"And you, Mister Arc? What would you like to contribute to the discussion?"

"My Father senses are tingling!" Nick declared, standing up abruptly. "Excuse me!"

"Nick, wait!" Isabel cried, as Nick ran out. He hit the call button several times. He scowled.

"It's in use," he muttered. "Plan B! See you all later, guys! I'll pay for the window, Headmaster!"

Nick barreled right out a window with a crash. Isabel stood up, angry and mortified.

"NICHOLAS ARC YOU GET BACK HERE THIS INSTANT!" She bellowed, running out and jumping through the broken window after him.

The elevator opened, revealing Professor Port. He beheld the shocked individuals sitting around the table. He looked at the broken window, and nodded.

"Ah," he said, "I take it Nick Arc just left?"

"Is... Are they going to be all right?" Barsara asked slowly. Port chuckled.

"Of course! They used to jump out windows all the time back in my day!"

"So dramatic," Willow sighed happily. Arjun and Saia just rolled their eyes in nostalgic exasperation. Athena nodded and beamed.

"YES! Oh, we're gonna make such amazing cinema with all of you!"

"I can hardly wait," Ozpin deadpanned.