[RWBY] The Great Temporal Step-Sibling War!

[Arclessdawn3]

Jaune is about to fucking have a heart attack at this rate the poor dude.

 

[DaJuggernaut]

 

[Gur40]

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Will His Semblance Save Him From This Fate

Spoiler: Dehydration

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How Every Girl Talked About Jaune

Spoiler: Every Single Timeline

 

[Gur40]

I found the perfect Picture that describes Mercury in his situation

Spoiler: Hazel has no chill

is Watts even paying him? Or is he being an assassin for free?
At least team good has full medical and dental

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Beacon Original Harem Queen

Spoiler: STRQ

Thing they give Jaune the new tittle?

How Beacon See's Jaune

Spoiler: Public Opinion

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RWBY Canon

Spoiler: Canon Harem

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random ideas for each future
Dr J Arc and Dr R Arc probably mess with people all the time?

Do the Schnee siblings share like the Rose-Long siblings?

Does Yang Keep any Dragon traits from the Ever After? or do any of the kids?

Paladin Jaune probably a huge boon for his religion?


NSFW
Blake teaching her kids the birds and the bees with live demos
and RK probably called Human'd kink in faunus women
along with being the cosplay Jaune does the most in the timelines

 

[AndrewJTalon]

I found the perfect Picture that describes Mercury in his situation

Spoiler: Hazel has no chill

is Watts even paying him? Or is he being an assassin for free?
At least team good has full medical and dental

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Beacon Original Harem Queen

Spoiler: STRQ

Thing they give Jaune the new tittle?

How Beacon See's Jaune

Spoiler: Public Opinion

vs
RWBY Canon

Spoiler: Canon Harem

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random ideas for each future
Dr J Arc and Dr R Arc probably mess with people all the time?

Do the Schnee siblings share like the Rose-Long siblings?

Does Yang Keep any Dragon traits from the Ever After? or do any of the kids?

Paladin Jaune probably a huge boon for his religion?


NSFW
Blake teaching her kids the birds and the bees with live demos
and RK probably called Human'd kink in faunus women
along with being the cosplay Jaune does the most in the timelines

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Unironically, Jaune being the harem lead and all the ladies having character arcs related to his journey would have been much better than what we got from canon RWBY. Everyone gets a character arc, everyone has a goal, there's tension and drama potential. It's not a very complicated story but if well told it would have still been fun.

 

[zMADLAXz]

I like Jaune having a harem of Mantle MILFs more than any of the team RWBY to be honest.

I love these girls but they really need to know when to hold em and when to fold em, if you get what I am saying.

Besides, I am of firm belief that Mantle should have been the place where team JNPR finally cut loose from team RWBY.

Nora is actively helping the Faunus and Jaune is actually serving the people while team RWBY is busy furthering their agenda.

Honestly the whole problem of V8 is stupid, Atlas has the best Technology and if they really used the staff of creation then using the brilliant scientists of Atlas with advanced computers to run simulations, they could have drafted the plans to make Mantle and Atas as veritable fortresses with all the infrastructure they would need to not only make it into an a heavily defended place and provide all the necessities of the people.

Seriously the one drawback of that staff is that you need to have a clear picture to what you wish to create which could easily be solved by the above proposed method.

Fix the infrastructure for both Mantle and Atlas and the only thing they need to do is use their advanced German Atlas technology and make plans.

 

[AndrewJTalon]

Breakfast was... A bit stressful.

Jaune wasn't unused to attention: Given the antics RWBY and JNPR got involved in, they did tend to get a lot of eyes on them at meals. The news from the stream had gone far, given all the stares and whispers going on regarding them. Jaune supposed he couldn't blame them. He was engaged to eleven women-What were they supposed to do? Not gawk at the fact the dead last in class was now living out a Mistralian harem anime?


Not that Jaune was feeling particularly keen on getting punched across the planet or fighting an alien space pirate. Though given the insanity of the various futures, it's possible his kids had just not mentioned it.


Penny sat by this side throughout and kept things pretty peaceful. There wasn't any violence... However…


"Ruby," Jaune sighed, "I can feed myself."


"And he doesn't need you in his lap," Weiss added icily, though she certainly wasn't the only female glaring her way.


Ruby looked as innocent as she possibly could.


"What? I've sat in his lap lots of times! And we should make sure he eats a healthy breakfast," she said.


"Say the girl who can consume ten pounds of sugar in a single sitting," Emerald deadpanned.


"My darkest day," Nora sighed, bowing her head. She glared at Ruby. "I shall defeat you one day, my eternal rival!"


"Bring it on!" Ruby crowed. Nora returned to being lovey-dovey with Ren, who only had eyes for her. It was honestly kind of sweet, if a bit weird.

Not that I can say anything, Jaune thought to himself ruefully.


She held up a cut of pancake stack to Jaune with a sweet look on her face. "Say aw, Jaune~!"


"Ummm…" Jaune tried to get a word in edgewise before Ruby popped the fork into his mouth. "Mmph!"

"Honestly Ruby," Weiss sighed, "You spoke about us being united and yet act so bratty."

"Oh, I'm sorry Weiss," Ruby said apologetically, "You want to sit on his lap next?"

Weiss went bright red. Pyrrha cleared her throat, sitting with Arslan.

"I'll take it!" Yang declared eagerly. She winked at Jaune. "You wanna see if I bounce?"

"YANG!" Weiss cried. Arslan sighed as May went bright red. Ruby followed suit, as did Jaune.

"What? It's a simple question!" Yang giggled.

Pyrrha, at his other side, sighed and shook her head.

"I believe none of us are lacking in that respect," Pyrrha stated. She side eyed Weiss and Ruby. "With some exceptions."

"Pyrrha!" Arslan gasped, disappointed. Jaune also gaped at his partner. Pyrrha blushed.

"S-Sorry! It just popped out!"

"That's what she said," Yang snickered.

Weiss stewed as Ruby scowled.

"I'm drinking my milk!" Ruby defended herself.

"Clearly it's not doing a lot of good," Emerald commented.

"Emerald," May said, disappointed, "You promised you'd try to be nicer."

Emerald grumbled. Blake sighed and shook her head.

"It's not always what's up top that counts, you know," Blake said. She dropped her fork. "Oops. How clumsy of me."

She slid down under the table… Right in front of Jaune… Bumped her head against his shins. He went bright red.

"Oh dear," Blake observed. "Eep!" Arslan yanked her back up into her seat. She scowled at her. "What?"

"Really?" Arslan deadpanned.

It was nice, of course. He'd have to be blind, deaf, dumb, gay, and dead to not like all this attention. It was just that Jaune felt like a dog who finally caught a Bullhead-What the heck was he supposed to do with it?

"Hey Da-Jaune!"

Jaune turned and looked. His future kids had shuffled in, most looking tired. Jaune frowned as they began grabbing breakfast and sat down at the table, Theodore apologetically scooting in between him and Pyrrha. The other kids sat with or near their mothers as they began to eat-Save for Julian, who looked a little green at his mom with Jaune and sat with Yang and Xia instead.

"Hey kids," Jaune greeted, the mothers echoing similar sentiments. Emerald already leaned in with Amethyst, who smiled warmly at her mother. Ash and Ashley stood awkwardly, until Penny scooted enough for them to sit on Jaune's other side. "You all okay?"

"'Captain' here had us up half the night doing paperwork," Xia groused, glaring at Theodore. Winter's son shrugged unapologetically as he ate some poached salmon.

"We've still got a lot of work to do, guys," he said, "And eleven different timelines to sort through."

"Doesn't mean you have to be a dick about it," August grumbled. He coughed. "Shouldn't have said that."

"No, you shouldn't have," May huffed. She reached up to ruffle his hair. He grimaced.

"Mom! Er, May, I mean!"

"Still, if we're going to do this, we could afford to be a little less conspicuous," Leandra pointed out. Theodore shrugged.

"Kind of hard to be that under these circumstances."

"Besides, neither an Arc nor a Schnee goes out like a thief in the night," Nick stated proudly. Weiss had a small smile at that.

"Anyway," Dorothy stated, "the plan is that we'll start working on stuff throughout the day and shadow our assigned people in between 'assignments'."

"Nothing dangerous, I hope?" Jaune asked, his worry shared by everyone else from the present. Petra smiled and shook her head.

"We will be fine, Father. Promise."

"Nothing too dangerous, anyway," Xander observed, smiling warmly at his mother.

"But just dangerous enough so it won't be boring," Julian grinned. Ruby scowled at him.

"Julian!"

"That's the right attitude to have!" Nora cheered.

Jaune sighed and looked over at Penny.

"And what does General Ironwood think about all this?" He asked.

Penny beamed.

"The General is satisfied with the security arrangements at the moment, though he will be busy with many matters today. He has also sent Specialist Schnee for additional security!"

"Where is she then?" Weiss demanded. There was a slight commotion at the front doors. Jaune looked up. His jaw dropped.

Winter Schnee strode in, wearing black stockings, a tight pencil skirt, tight white blouse without sleeves, glasses, and her hair down over her shoulders. Her muscular yet curvy figure was on full display as she walked up to the table with a warm, nervous smile. Weiss fumed.

"Hello Jaune," she said, "I'm looking forward to our day… I mean date. I mean…" She brushed some hair behind her ear, "Both."

"I… Um… M-me too," Jaune managed. He felt a veritable storm of female indignation building behind him. He saw pitying looks from almost every male in range.

Well, almost all of them. Cardin was talking with Velvet happily. Flynt saluted him with a manly sob. Ren was occupied with Nora. Neptune was being held back by Sage and Scarlet as his mouth frothed in rage.

"LET ME AT HIM! LET ME AT HIM!"

Ilia, sitting with a collar next to Sun, sighed deeply and shook her head.

Jaune coughed.

"Ah… Y-Yeah… Me too," he managed.

Dog with a Bullhead, that was him.

- - -

The first class was Oobleck's. The seating arrangements were a tiny bit awkward, but thankfully everyone managed to sit with their teams without too much issue. Winter and Penny sat on either side of Jaune. Everyone seemed to be willing to behave.

The kids were in various seats head of Jaune. Most of them looked like they were dreading this, save for Dorothy. She looked up at her father and grinned.

"I love Uncle Bart's lectures! So stimulating!" She confided. "I can't wait to meet him in his prime!"

"Ah, yeah," Jaune slowly nodded. He could only imagine how Professor Goodwitch-Glynda's-class was going to go.

Oobleck burst into the class, already sipping his coffee. He scanned around and then nodded.

"Even though we are on half days this day, that is no excuse to not continue your learning!" He stated. "So! We will take the opportunity to explore the history of the event making it so!"

He zipped over to the blackboard and wrote out a huge series of paragraphs and diagrams that, as usual, Jaune couldn't make heads or tails of. Pyrrha was diligently taking notes as usual. He really needed to thank her for that.

"The Emerald Festival! Yes, this goes back to the Valean Duchy, when Vale was but one of many competing nation states on the continent of Sanus! Unlike the Gallian and Vytalian Empires, the Valean Duchy's empire was primarily focused on trade and intelligence, not as much overt conquest! However, imperial ambitions will always lead to conflict! And competition in Menagerie and Mistral for colonial holdings and trade routes between the Vale Duchy and Gallian Empire could not be resolved peacefully, among many other factors we will go into in the homework."

Many groans, even from his future children. Well, that was only to be expected, Jaune supposed. Oobleck took another sip of coffee and zipped up to the left side of the blackboard, pointing out some particular diagrams.

"As a result, the Gallian Queen at the time, Alice Valois II, declared war. Many other Sanus nation states like Arminus and Hispania sided with the Gallians, while others like Vytal sided with the Duchy, and what could be called the first true world War ensued. The Gallian Army besieged Vale City for nearly two years while the Emerald Emperor did his best to run the war across the planet. The war was not going well for the Duchy, and indeed, all hope seemed lost for the capital city, as the Gallian fleet succeeded in blockading it for six months. However! Queen Alice Valois II abruptly died in a croquet accident without any heirs, leading the army commanders to squabble about their next actions as a vicious Gallian power struggle ensued. Thanks to this, the Vytalian fleet under Admiral Hortense Hornblower was able to defeat the Gallian Fleet at the Battle of the Dragon Fingers, while Vytal convinced Arminus and Hispania to switch sides. As a result, an Allied army landed on June 28th and liberated the city. A peace treaty was then signed with the new Gallian King, Ace Valois, a distant cousin of Alice's on his mother's side and coincidentally the world's greatest croquet player. A raucous week-long party ensued, where everyone was pretty much useless for the entirety of the next month!"

"Now that sounds fun," Yang grinned.

"The party or the croquet accident?" Ruby asked. At Yang's look, she shrugged. "What?"

"Honestly," Weiss sighed, rolling her eyes. Oobleck nodded quickly and zipped to the center, holding up a can of green plastic emeralds.

"The Emerald Emperor is said to have become so inebriated that he handed out all the emeralds in the city vault to anyone who came into the city, and ordered the city pained green and red as he thought it was the Yule despite it being the middle of summer. While the Emperor, after sobering up, tried to pretend it didn't happen, it was instituted as a holiday because he had declared it so while drunk. Which still counts under Valean law to this day. So! Every June week, we celebrate for a week long with drinking, partying, and tossing around plastic emeralds in remembrance!"

Oobleck sipped his coffee once more.

"Now, that is no excuse to slack off this week! Even if you have a lot of other things going on! Understanding why something is happening is a survival technique, and one you should develop at all times! Especially given the recent incidents on campus! For instance: Mister Arc!"

"Yes?" Jaune and all his male children answered. Even Theodore, who coughed. Oobleck shook his head.

"Mister Jaune Arc?"

"Yes Professor?" Jaune answered.

"You are engaged to eleven different women," Oobleck said, "Why?"

"Uhhh…" Jaune coughed. "Ummmm… W-Well… My father is dumb and when drunk he made a bunch of marriage contracts?"

"Exactly!" Oobleck declared. "Many of the worst decisions in history have been made while inebriated, just like the Emerald Festival! But many of the best decisions in history have also been made while inebriated, just like the Emerald Festival! Time will tell what decisions were correct or incorrect, as will our own decisions after!"

Jaune felt the weight of many stares on him. He coughed and slowly nodded.

"I… I can only do my best, sir," Jaune said, "I have too many people counting on me to do anything less."

Oobleck stared at him intensely. Jaune stared back. Oobleck nodded and sipped his coffee.

"Well put! That is all anyone can do! But what is our best? The Emerald Emperor made many decisions that in hindsight were wise, and others that were foolish! For instance, his proposal to abolish the military was seen as short sighted…"

Oobleck trailed off into his usual rapid patter. Jaune dared to look around. His future wives almost all looked at him warmly. Yang and Pyrrha in particular licked their lips, while Winter… Blushed?

"Well put," Winter said gently. Jaune shrugged.

"It… It was the truth," he murmured.

"Even so," Winter said with a soft smile, which, combined with her soft blush and looks, sent his own heart racing. Jaune could see Theodore looking smug while his temporal half-siblings all scowled. Jaune sucked in a deep breath.

This is going to get more complicated, he realized. But all I can do is my best…

"Mister Arc! Pay attention!"

"I was!" August groaned. "Oh! You meant Da-uh, Daddy…O! My mistake!"

"Sorry Professor!" Jaune said quickly, going back to trying to take notes and keep up. Ash looked over at August and raised an eyebrow.

"'Daddy-O?'"

"It's slang where I come from," August said, as several present students stared at him. "I don't want to call Jaune Daddy. It's weird."

"It's not when I do it~."

"YANG!"

 

[zMADLAXz]

Daddy-O

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Lol, Imagine if Jaune's kids were hardcore late Gen-Z?

The slang would be like reading Arabic.

Anytime one of their siblings irritates them they just go, " icl gng ts pmo, sybau".

I almost bust my gut while thinking this.

 

[AndrewJTalon]

Lol, Imagine if Jaune's kids were hardcore late Gen-Z?

The slang would be like reading Arabic.

Anytime one of their siblings irritates them they just go, " icl gng ts pmo, sybau".

I almost bust my gut while thinking this.

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I just use random slang from throughout history for RWBY. It's another world, it should have its own slang and it should be hilarious where appropriate.

 

[zMADLAXz]

I just use random slang from throughout history for RWBY. It's another world, it should have its own slang and it should be hilarious where appropriate.

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You are correct, but actually sitting down and thinking about languages would develop in a world with different cultural influences and priorities is something that mostly people who have interacted with Tolkien's works or it's derivative media like D&D actually stop and think about.

I won't blame CRWBY in this because it's not something that many series do implement and some that do are the crème de la crème of their particular niche and/or time.

 

[AndrewJTalon]

Ozpin's Office

- - -

Nick groaned as the other adults in the room all talked, argued, and in the case of Arjun, threatened to shoot the offending party through the wishbone. Saia helped settle things down, and the negotiations between the Belladonnas, Ironwood, Ozpin, Willow and Whitley Schnee and the Sarkaras resumed... And still Nick sulked as Isabel went over her papers.

"Izzyyy... This is sooo boring," Nick sighed, "Why am I here? I don't know anything about diplomacy or junk! I hit things with my sword!" Nick smiled happily as he looked up.

"I wanna train Jaune how to use Aura slashes! And Aura blasts! And Aura sword beams!"

Isabel, still looking through documents, sighed.

"Nobody calls them that."

"They should!"

"I think that sounds good," Whitley said, despairing that he was stuck here. Sure, he was technically the secondary heir to SDC and he needed to help his mother but... Having met Penny, all other things seemed to pale in comparison.

Nick grinned.

"Hey! I could teach you too! You look like you could fight with a saber, or a rapier!"

Whitley flushed, pleased and surprised at the man's insight.

"I uh, I do train with the saber and rapier. More for exercise."

"I haven't met a Schnee yet who wasn't a natural with a sword," Nick enthused, "Your mother was amazing back in the day!"

Willow blushed and sighed dreamily, leaning forward over the table. She reached out and took Nick's hand.

"Oh Nick, you're such a wonderful man, a wonderful father figure-Ow!"

Isabel pinched the back of Willow's hand, and she hastily withdrew it. Isabel scowled at her over her glasses.

"He's also a wonderful husband, which I'll thank you to remember," Isabel growled.

Nick sighed and looked over at Arjun.

"Why am I here again, man?"

"You're here to keep me from shooting anyone," Arjun grumbled. "Like a certain impossible general who won't watch his tone."

"You were just as pigheaded as you were back in school," Ironwood growled. "You're worse than the Belladonnas!"

"You'll excuse us if centuries of blood and slavery don't magically vanish overnight," Ghira sniffed, as Kali sat beside him with a pout.

"Honestly, I want to see how Blake's working on her seduction," Kali said.

"Her what?!" Ironwood demanded. Kali beamed.

"Of Jaune! I ran her through a lot of training!" Kali boasted. Saia's eyes narrowed.

"May is having her first date with Jaune today," Saia said carefully, "So I trained her in how to approach things. I have every confidence she will succeed."

Kali smiled back toothily.

"I'm sure her shrinking violet ways will not get in the way of that," she stated firmly. Saia's smile became a bit brittle.

"I do hope Blake's tendency to run away won't interfere in her future endeavours with Jaune, either," Saia replied.

"Please!" Willow sniffed, "My Winter and Weiss will easily seduce Jaune! I gave them a great deal of insight last night!"

"Does it involve alcohol?" Kali deadpanned. Willow flushed angrily.

"Why you-!"

"Enough," Ozpin sighed, "Please, we need to focus. This is going to be hard enough to sell without us fighting each other."

"Agreed," Ironwood stated. He hesitated, before he spoke:

"I believe we can reduce our holdings in the Shallow Sea and allow you to take them, Ghira. It is a hard sell but if Vale's defense forces are willing to take up more duties in the area, I think I can sell the council."

Ghira hummed, then slowly nodded.

"I believe I can make that work with our Council. Arjun?"

Arjun frowned. He glanced at his wife, who nodded. He looked back.

"If we could get those air corvettes we've been trying to order for a long time from your shipyards," Arjun said, "And you agree to more military exercises with Pandu's forces, we can allow you a full base near Jainpur. We will probably need it if Salem moves as she did in the old timeline."

Ironwood nodded.

"That could work. We need the SDC on our side first," he said, looking expectantly at Willow. Willow hummed, and looked to Whitley.

"We can handle that, I think. Jacques is busy with a major conference so we can make some moves with the board. Though his enforcer, Fafnir, will be an issue."

"Fenrir?" Nick asked, confused. Isabel shook her head.

"No dear, that was the wolf Faunus cyborg. The other one."

"Oh! The cyborg dragon guy! I remember him!" Nick said cheerfully, "He hit me with a car! And then a truck!"

"Indeed," Arjun said dryly, "I remember that all too well. What about him?"

"More than likely he's going to come here and assess the situation," Whitley interjected, "We need Father to be as unaware of the situation as possible."

"Do you have a way to ensure Fafnir can't interfere?" Ozpin asked. "Preferably one that doesn't involve killing him?"

"Yes," Whitley said with a nod. Willow smirked evilly. She looked over at Ironwood.

"James? Would you like to help me with a gross abuse of government power?"

Ironwood hummed, and slowly nodded.

"I believe I might."

"Wonderful~!"

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Relax, these will just be short bits. Again most of what they're doing will be offscreen but we do need to tie up one loose end at the moment.

 

[NightDranzer]

Though his enforcer, Fenrir,

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way to ensure Fenrir can't

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Fafnir; I believe "Cyborg Dragon Guy" is Fafnir.

 

[AndrewJTalon]

Fafnir; I believe "Cyborg Dragon Guy" is Fafnir.

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I keep confusing them so I made it into a joke. Thank you.

 

[Fefebr]

Nick is the best dad ever

 

[Muramasa]

Nick is the best dad ever

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Worst *

 

[AndrewJTalon]

Worst *

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How is he the worst?

 

[Muramasa]

How is he the worst?

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At the very least, he left John to fend for himself, not teaching him anything and not instilling any skills in him. He didn't care when John went to the Super Soldier Academy alone and without any training, not even opening his aura. Then, he hypocritically showed up when John had already achieved success in Beacon, claiming that he would teach him a few tricks from (his) John's family legacy. Thank you, but we can handle it on our own. Where were you when we really needed you?
He's also a pathetic heel and really stupid.

 

[Bommel]

How is he the worst?

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Spoiler: This kind of worst/wurst.

Good with a barbecue (and some other things ).

 

[AndrewJTalon]

Glynda was sitting at her desk in the Combat Classroom. She was staring at herself in her pocket mirror. She looked over her make up with her impeccable precision. She frowned, and pursed her lips to check on her lipstick.

"He likes a dark red, it goes well with your complexion," Dorothy stated. Glynda held back her surprise, turning a glare on her temporally displaced daughter. Dorothy was grinning at her from above, floating with the use of her Semblance.

"Shouldn't you be in class?" Glynda asked flatly.

"I am in class," Dorothy replied cheekily. Glynda's glare deepened, and Dorothy winced. She held her hands up.

"Well, technically I'm not supposed to be enrolled in Beacon for another twenty some years. So you could say I'm early!"

Glynda's glare became far more menacing. Dorothy winced again.

"Sorry Mom. I mean, what am I supposed to do? Heck, our cover story isn't exactly very air tight. 'All these kids from various families Papa Nick made marriage contracts with show up out of nowhere!'" She waved her hands.

Glynda sighed, slowly shaking her head.

"I suppose you have a point," she admitted. Dorothy descended, landing on the floor. She hugged her mom, and Glynda slowly hugged her back.

"We're all doing the best we can," Glynda said gently. "It's only the fact that time travel is too insane of a concept to contemplate that we can keep a lid on this."

"Yeah," Dorothy sighed. "Still, it's good to see you're fighting for Dad. I mean, I know it's super weird-The weirdest-But I mean... I'm just glad to see you trying."

"I..." Glynda coughed. "I just felt like putting on make up today."

Dorothy crossed her arms over her chest and raised an eyebrow. She poked at Glynda's bare arms, which led the older woman to cross them over her chest.

"And.... Wearing my sleeveless blouse," Glynda stuttered. Dorothy's other eyebrow went up as she looked down at Glynda's skirt. Glynda coughed.

"And... A shorter skirt is good for this heat wave," Glynda admitted quietly. She groaned. Dorothy frowned.

"What? You want to look good for your husband!"

"He's not my husband right now, he's my student," Glynda stated flatly, "Do you know how many school rules I could break even... Even entertaining this!"

Dorothy gave her the driest look imaginable.

"Mom, you're literally part of a secret vigilante group opposing a dark witch in a secret war. You can't tell me you aren't already outside the law, Grunkle Port has PLENTY of stories."

Glynda flushed. She rapidly shook her head.

"S-Still, just the image-!"

"Mom," Dorothy said, reaching out to take Glynda's hand with a smile, "You'll be okay. Besides, it's not like Ozpin is gonna care. He'd probably say the same thing: To stop being silly."

Glynda sucked in a deep breath. She worked her jaw.

"I... Suppose," she said. "Still... It's not exactly easy. If he was closer to my age, it would help a lot."

Dorothy nodded.

"I know," she said gently. "So! I'll help. After all, I know the future."

Glynda smiled softly. She reached out to touch her daughter's face affectionately. Dorothy leaned into it.

"Aw, thanks mom," Dorothy sighed. Glynda nodded. The bell chimed, and the students took to the hallways. The door soon opened, and Glynda rose. Dorothy stood at her side, smiling respectfully. The usual assortment of first years entered-Plenty of boys gave her the once over, which she took with her usual grace. Team RWBY, JNPR, Emerald, May and Arslan, along with the future children, entered near the end of the grace period. Jaune smiled at Glynda, looking a bit awkward as he approached her.

"Hello Professor," Jaune said respectfully. Glynda smiled back. She felt Dorothy touch her arm.

"Hello Ja-UGH!"

Dorothy's Touch Telekinesis activated, sending Glynda falling forward. Instinctively, Jaune moved forward to catch her in his arms. Their noses touched as Jaune held her up. They stared into eachother's eyes as they both blushed.

"Oops! My bad~!" Dorothy sing-songed.

"HEY!" Ruby growled. "That's not fair! You guys can't-can't cheat like that!"

"Just did," Dorothy smirked.

Sun sighed and held back Neptune, who was frothing mad.

"Neptune? No, bad."

"JUST LET ME PUNCH HIM A FEW TIMES!" Neptune snarled.

"What, you thinking his luck will rub off on you?" Flynt asked dryly.

"IT MIGHT!"

 

[GrimmKenway8646]

"IT MIGHT!"

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Is it rizz? Luck? Clumsiness? Author agenda?

We may never know and care cuz its hilarious.

 

[AndrewJTalon]

Schnee Manor

Eleven Years After Salem's Defeat

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Weiss was reviewing some papers for a major company project while baby Ren slept by her and her belly was round from another baby, when Nicholas, her son, stormed in. He had a skinned knee.

"Mother!" He declared. "I have fallen off my scooter! I need assistance to resume my battle!"

"Battle?" Weiss asked, raising an eyebrow, "With what?"

"The pavement! I was launched from my tricycle! It tried to defeat me! But I won our frantic battle! Now, bandage me so I might RIDE AGAIN!"

"Well, come over here," Weiss sighed, trying not to smile too wide. Nick walked up sternly, as Weiss had one of the household drones bring a first aid kit. She opened it up. Nick looked up at it and frowned as Weiss pulled out a bottle of

"What is that?"

"Hydrogen peroxide. I'll use it to clean the booboo," Weiss said. Nick frowned.

"Will it hurt?"

"Um... Just a little," Weiss said gently. Nick frowned, but put on a brave face.

"VERY WELL!"

Weiss bent over as best she could given her state, and cleaned the wound. Nick yowled and fell onto his back.

"IT BURNS! LIKE THE FIRES OF HADES!"

"It is not that bad," Weiss said.

"I AM FADING! FADING AWAY! ELYSIUM IS CALLING!"

"You'll be fine, it's just a little sting!"

"THE PAIN! I CAN SEE MY BELOVED IVANHOE!"

Weiss sighed.

"Your turtle did not go to Elysium-"

"HE DIED LIKE A WARRIOR SHOULD! AS I DIE NOW!" Nick wailed.

"You're being a little dramatic, Nick-"

"I AM THE DRAMA!" Nick cried.

Weiss shook her head and rolled her eyes. Thankfully, baby Ren was still sleeping. She pulled out two boxes of bandaids.

"Would you like a Sponge Robert or a Catman bandaid?"

Nick sat up, his tears drying.

"Catman."

"All right," Weiss said kindly, putting the bandaid on her eldest son's knee. She kissed the top of his head. "Now, go have fun and be more careful."

"VERILY!!" Nick shouted, running off. Jaune emerged, grinning down at their son.

"Woah! Where are you going, Nick?"

"To ride into battle as a brave knight should! To slay evil and bring hope where there is none!" Nick declared. Jaune grinned and patted his head.

"Great to hear, son!"

"TO GLORY!" Nick shouted, running off.

Jaune turned to his wife, who was glaring at him. "What?"

"I blame you for this," Weiss shook her head, "He's such a diva! Charging off into glorious battle, indeed! Where could he have gotten that from?"

Jaune smirked slightly.

"I can't begin to imagine."

Weiss glared.

"I am not a Drama Queen!"

"Of course not," Jaune said, stroking the top of Ren's head before he sat down with his wife on the other side. He pulled her into a hug and kiss. "Mmm... You're a Drama Empress."

"Keep that up and you'll never sleep with me again," Weiss pouted. Jaune kissed her tenderly and cuddled with her. He broke the kiss. "I-I mean it! You can't sweet talk your way out of this! You with your puppy dog eyes and broad chest and abs that look like they're chiseled from marble I-!"

She paused, and then scowled at him.

"Not. A word."

Jaune chuckled and nodded.

"Agreed."

 

[AndrewJTalon]

The class started fairly normally. Jaune, the other future brides, and the children sat down in one section of the seating, and the rest of the students took the other seats. Glynda noted the chattering and stares at Jaune and the others, and cleared her throat to get their attention back on her.

"While this week is a holiday week," Glynda stated, "That doesn't mean you should slack off. Indeed, maintaining your combat skills is something you should always do. Thanks to Aura, you are able to recover from training related soreness or injuries more easily. That said, you should still take time to rest... But not too much."

Nebula Violette raised her hand. Glynda glanced at her and nodded.

"Yes, Miss Violette?"

"Congratulations on your engagement to Jaune Arc, ma'am!" Nebula cried. The rest of her team nodded eagerly. There was a lot of murmuring at that. Neptune Vasilias twitched violently, and his teammates all moved to hold him back even as Jaune winced. Glynda held in a sigh.

"Thank you," she said in a neutral tone, "But that subject is officially off limits in the classroom."

There was even more muttering at that, but she silenced most of it with her glare. She couldn't allow gossip to ran rampant in her own classroom-It would make her job impossible.

Indeed, the best way to prove she was not biased at all would be to move on as she always did: Put the lowest performing student up against a suitable opponent and help them improve. Who was... Sigh... Jaune Arc.

Well...

"Mister Arc," Glynda stated, "We will start with you. Mister Winchester?"

Cardin looked up from his team spot. He coughed.

"Ah, yes ma'am?"

"You will be facing him-"

"Professor!" Ruby Rose cried, holding up her hand, "May I fight Jaune?"

"I want a crack at him!" Yang threw in with a grin and a waving hand. She winked over at Jaune for good measure, who flushed.

"Absolutely not!" Weiss huffed, "I will be his opponent-!"

"I will choose Mister Arc's opponent," Glynda stated, in her flat but scary 'I am in charge here' tone. She got a lot of glares from the future brides, but glared right back. She wasn't going to be intimidated in her own classroom.

"Er, um, I've faced him a lot lately, Professor," Cardin coughed, sounding as polite as a Councilman's son should have from the start, "I'd rather face someone else."

"I see," Glynda stated, "Would anyone else like to face Mister Arc aside from Mister Winchester... And his fiances?"

No hands went up... Save for Neptune's.

"I'LL FIGHT HIM!" Neptune seethed.

"Exchange students aren't allowed, buddy," Sun said, "Chill out."

"NEVER!"

Glynda sighed.

"Allow me to explain things very simply, since no one seems to have read the syllabus," she said, "The lowest ranking students go first against an opponent of appropriate level. This allows more time at the start to help them improve. Mister Arc is said student, and personal feelings do not matter when it comes to this arena. If you do not keep up with your combat training, you will die. If you let your personal feelings get in the way of maintaining your combat readiness, you will die. So, your personal feelings do not matter here. If you cannot overcome this, you will not become Hunters. Simple as that."

Jaune shot her a grateful smile. So did many of the future children-Including her own daughter. She managed a faint smile back.

Nora held up her hand eagerly.

"I have no issue with pounding Jaune-Jaune flat, Professor! Even if he is now my brother, I'll do it!"

Jaune gulped... But adopted a resolute expression. Glynda hid her sigh of relief.

"Thank you, Miss Valkyrie. Go get changed!"

- - -

The match between Jaune and Nora was actually very entertaining. And went on much longer than Glynda expected. Nora was reckless, true, but calculating in her recklessness-Her strikes were not random but meant to keep her opponent off guard, and her high mobility and strength meant she was a danger up close or at range.

Jaune for his part was holding his own: He wasn't as fast as Nora, but he could read her movements and his footwork allowed him to dodge most of her wild strikes. He was also very strong too, which allowed him to deflect and parry those strikes he couldn't avoid. He never met her strength for strength, to maintain his stamina.

At first, his own movements seemed random, but his strategy soon emerged: Every time Nora launched a particularly furious attack, he would either dodge, deflect, or parry through it and wait for when she overextended to strike hard before dashing away. Nora couldn't help but overextend when she went all out-Her entire fighting style relied on crashing through defenses.

This didn't mean she couldn't adapt, though-Nora was catching onto this strategy. On one such charge, as Jaune once again deflected her blow and slid to the side to flank her, she fired some grenades from her Hammer to force Jaune back. She then charged again, trying to take advantage of Jaune being off balance.

"JAUNE!" Several female voice rang out as Nora brought her hammer up into Jaune's chin. The blond boy was catapulted upwards and flipped end over end. Glynda held her breath.

He slammed into the arena floor, hard... But rolled and slapped his hands on the ground to disperse what momentum he could. He got back on his feet just in time to meet Nora's follow up hammer blows, his shield ringing like a church bell as she slammed her hammer into it.

CLANG!

He managed to slide forward, and thrust Crocea Mors against her chest. Nora's Aura flared as she hit her grenades again, catapulting off Jaune's shield. He was thrown back by the blast, into a crouch, and barely looked up in time to see Nora dive down on him like a falcon.

"WOOHOOOOO!" Nora cheered. Jaune barely rolled out of the way as Nora brought the hammer down, blowing up a huge plume of sand. Glynda used her Semblance to keep it all contained. She bit her lower lip as she saw a form get shoulder checked out of the ring... And hid her relief when it was Nora who tumbled out.

"What? Aw, phooey!" Nora cried. She glared at Jaune, who was standing there, panting for breath. "Big Brother, that was cheap!"

Jaune chuckled as he took deep breaths.

"Sorry Sis," he said, and Nora flushed happily, "But you're as big a pain in a contest of endurance as I am."

"Just ask Ren," Yang snickered in the stands. Ren raised an eyebrow and nodded.

"Yes."

"It's a lot less fun when you don't react, ya know," Blake observed. Ren smirked.

"Yes. I know."

Emerald stared and blinked. Arslan shook her head.

"I thought you were a Pathist monk. Don't they swear themselves to celibacy?"

"I did not take those vows," Ren stated. "Nor did the monastery I trained at make me to join their order."

"Is everything I know about monastic orders wrong?" Blake protested. "So much of my literature is now inaccurate. It's not as much fun if it's not forbidden."

"You need help," Weiss sighed.

Winter smirked.

"Quite an eccentric group we've joined, hm Weiss?"

"Don't remind me," Weiss grumbled. May blinked. Weiss immediately shook her head. "Don't be upset, May-I actually like you very much. You're the most normal."

"Thank you?" May managed.

Glynda stepped into the middle of the arena. Nora and Jaune joined her. Glynda looked at Nora.

"Your approach to combat remains as energetic and reckless as usual, Miss Valkyrie."

"Thank you!" Nora chirped. Glynda hid her smile.

"But that same recklessness can easily be used against you. You must remember to look after yourself when you're fighting solo. You adapted well but you're still too used to fighting with others watching your back."

"But I always fight with my friends," Nora said, "Who look after me!"

"That may not always be an option," Glynda said, a bit more gently. Nora frowned, but nodded.

"Fair," she said. Glynda turned to Jaune, who stood up straight and was trying to look as professional as possible. He was even looking her right in the eyes. Usually Glynda would appreciate a teenaged boy not ogling her... Mostly. She did like attention, she didn't dress like that for her health. Right now though, this was her future husband and... Well... She had dressed like this for him.

Focus, she admonished herself.

"Mister Arc," she said, "Impressive victory, under the circumstances. You were able to turn Miss Valkyrie's advantages against her and didn't fight her strength for strength. You still need to improve your Aura control, and not underestimate any opponent: She adapted to your tactic after you used it twice."

"Yeah, and I'm glad she did," Jaune said, rubbing his sore chin. Nora smirked impishly at him. He grinned back, before turning back to Glynda. "Anything else?"

"Just continue to grow and improve, Mister Arc," Glynda stated firmly, "You do get a lot of ring out victories when you try. Seldom have you done so on Aura. You need to increase your ability to strike offensively and cause damage."

"Don't worry Professor!" Nora said cheerfully. "Dad and I will help Jaune-Jaune smash things like the fist of God! You'll be super happy when he learns to do it for you!"

Dead silence. Glynda and Jaune's faces turned bright red. Yang broke out into howling laughter, as did several boys. Ruby groaned, May, Weiss and Pyrrha went bright red, Blake was scribbling something on her Scroll, Arslan held her head, Winter was extremely stoic, and Emerald snickered. Ren just sighed deeply. The children all looked disgusted, save for Leander and Leandra: They both looked resigned, like they were used to this kind of thing. Dorothy covered her face in mortification.

Nora grinned at Jaune.

"How am I doing as your new little sister?"

"Way too well," Jaune muttered.

 

[AndrewJTalon]

The conference room in Beacon Academy was one of many, a sturdy, oak-paneled space, its windows overlooking the sunlit fields of the academy gardens. Athena Nikos, her crimson hair swept into an elegant bun, paced with theatrical flair, her emerald eyes alight with passion, her flowing dress swirling with each step. At the table sat Barsara and Logos Altan, both exuding calm discipline as they scrolled through their Scrolls, their golden and amber eyes occasionally flicking up.

Orestes Nemes, lean and sharp, toyed with his butterfly knife, its blade glinting as he spun it with practiced ease, his dark eyes half-lidded but attentive.

Athena's voice rang out, dramatic and fervent.

"Hmmm… You know, we need to do something to promote this peace accord and alliance. We need to use our star power for the benefit of all our children!"

Barsara, her braided hair neat, her posture composed, looked up, her voice steady.

"What did you have in mind, Athena?"

Athena spun, her hands clasped, her voice soaring.

"A comeback! We could do short skits, dramatic shorts, showing the benefits of cooperation and unity! Ooh, we could get all the kids involved! Pyrrha has acting experience, she'd be a natural—!"

Orestes cleared his throat, his knife pausing mid-spin, his voice dry.

"Ahem. Miss Nikos, may I remind you that she hated doing those acting roles?"

Athena faltered, her hands fluttering, but her smile held.

"I… I understand that now, Orestes! But this would be for a good cause! A cause she would also believe in! And we would do it together!" Her grin widened, her eyes sparkling. "And Jaune would be her romantic partner, so of course she would enjoy it!"

Barsara sighed, setting her Scroll down, her voice measured.

"I did try to get Arslan into acting, but she wasn't keen on it. I gave up when she insisted she wanted to be a Warrior Nun, and her talent backed it up."

Athena leaned forward, her voice earnest. "But this would be a wonderful opportunity to bond with all of our family! Xander and Petra might have some talent and/or interest in the spotlight!"

Logos, his amber eyes thoughtful, rubbed his chin.

"I will admit… After seeing that fight yesterday, I wouldn't mind finding ways for them all to craft some scenes. They could pull off things I just never could!"

Athena clapped, her voice triumphant.

"Thank you, Logos! Barsara, please? Just imagine what we could do… Especially with Willow Schnee's money backing us?"

Barsara's eyebrow arched, her voice skeptical.

"Athena… Really?"

Athena's bravado softened, her voice raw, vulnerable.

"Barsara. After years and years of ruining her life with my issues, I finally made a breakthrough with my daughter. Acting is, alas, the only thing I'm truly good at. I just… I want to use my talent to make her happy. Please, help me do so? I have made so many mistakes. Help me not make any more."

Barsara's expression softened, her sigh resigned but warm.

"Very well. I do suggest we involve all the members of our family together in this."

Athena's eyes lit up, her voice soaring again. "Oooh, yes! Xia and Yang are positively photogenic! Amethyst is so stunning! Weiss is a talented singer! Ruby has a wonderful charm, and Blake is mysterious and enchanting! Emerald has an exotic quality, so does May! They're all so very, very pretty! And we get to work with royalty!"

She beamed, her hands gesturing wildly.

"You know, I always wanted to get into directing! My vision is but a newly fertilized ovum, slowly dividing and expanding! What shape it will take, I do not yet know! But it will be born!"

Orestes sighed, his knife flicking shut, his voice dry. "This is going to be tough."

Logos nodded, his voice calm but wary.

"Agreed."

Barsara's lips twitched into a faint smile, her voice soft.

"Honestly, she's the happiest and healthiest I've seen her in years."

 

[ThunderBasilisk]

Nora has absolutely no filter and we love her for it.