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Salem: *In "disguise" with googly-eyeglasses* Hello child, do you me to fuck-up your life*

Yang: *Down one arm* No... no, I'm doing fine by myself.

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At the hospital...

Doctor: Well then, my good man. It appears you've got massive internal bleeding.

Ren: *On hospital bed, hooked-up to a lot of wires and tubes* I am... aware.

Nora: *Feeling bad enough to look a little ashamed* Hey, at least the blood's all on the inside, right?

Ren: Nora, you are NOT a medical doctor.

Nora: Relax, Renny! It's easy! All you gotta do is keep the blood inside~!

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Salem: *In "disguise" with a fake mustache* Hey kid, do you want me to ruin your life?

Jaune: *Life going downhill since he gained consciousness* No ma'am, I'm capable of doing that myself.

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Jaune: *About to do something stupid* Righty then, lets get this show on the road.

Weiss: *Rubbing her temples to stave of the impending headache* Jaune... for everyone's sanity, please don't.

Jaune: What? But it's gonna be a moment of triumph!

Weiss: A triumph for whom?! The casketmaker and the gravedigger?

Jaune: Pssh, those guys ain't gonna get my money. I'm getting cremated, old-school style!

Weiss: Please don't tell me you got someone to-

Jaune: To burn my body with a huge bonfire? Why yes, yes I did.

Weiss: *Groaning from the arrived headache* Fine... I’m not gonna stop you, but really, your own dignity should.

Jaune: My dignity's been long gone, Snowflake!

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At the library...

Blake: *Not studying from her book, glancing between Ruby & Jaune and Yang* ...

Ruby&Jaune: *Also not studying, egging Blake on* ...

Yang: *Bored to death, balancing a pencil on her nose* ...

Blake: I got a question for you, Yang.

Yang: *Pencil dropping to the floor completely forgotten* I might have an answer for you, Blakey!

Blake: What do you call a young sheep with diplomatic immunity?

Yang: Uh...

Blake: A... lambassador.

Yang: ...

Blake: Ya-haang?! *Pulled into Yang's lap in an instant, feeling hands on almost indecent places*

Yang: *Eyes dilated, expression intense, hands nearing indecent places* You. Me. Quiet corner.

Blake: *Blushing up a storm* Okay.

Yang: ~Excellent~ let's g- *Gets conked on the head with heavy tome* Gohawaw!

Blake: Yang! *Gets conked as well* Haaaaah...

Weiss: *Irate, staring down both Yang and Blake* You... wil not... defile this place of knowledge!

Ruby&Jaune: *Failing to suppress their giggling*

Weiss: *Turns her glare to the dork duo* Be. Quiet. Or I will conk the two of you as well.

Ruby&Jaune: *Instantly quiet, dutifully studying*

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Blake: *Has been having a few drinks with Yang* And how's your sister? She got a son that's like what? Seven?

Yang: *Pretty tipsy* Yeah, he's a lovely boy. Only he has... *Struggling to find the words* He is...

Yang: Agh, you know, like a squirter, but a child?

Blake: *Slamming the table with both hands* YOU MEAN A BEDWETTER?!

Yang: *Palming her face in embarrassment* Yeah...

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On a crowded cabin of Vale's Public Transport Network, Yang, Pyrrha & Weiss are heading down town for a shopping trip...

Yang: *Squashed between fellow passengers, holding up her arms like she's ready to go boxing* ...

Pyrrha: *Standing next to her, similarly squashed, in casual clothes to go incognito* Say Yang...

Yang: Whassup P-Money?

Pyrrha: So I know you're always ready for a bout, but is it really necessary to do so here?

Yang: Well, yeah. Consider... *Motioning to her chest* I'd rather have people pressed against my big arms, rather than my big girls.

Pyrrha: *Looks down at her own chest* Huh... *Holds up her own arms like Yang*

Weiss: *Stuck between Yang and Pyrrha, feeling like she won a battle but lost a war* 😡

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Morals of Perspective

Yang: *Grinning up a storm* Sup, Vomitboy! You got a sec?

Jaune: *Already sulking* Oh great, we still doing nicknames...

Yang: Aha, don't you worry you big lug. You'll earn yourself a new nickname before you know it.

Jaune: Riiiight... so what do you want, Short Fuse.

Yang: Testy today, huh? Anyway what's your favourite predator?

Jaune: *Wary* Why are you asking?

Yang: Just go with it, and tell me your favourite prey animal too while you're at it.

Jaune: Ugh, fine. *Thinking* Tiger and... deer, I guess.

Yang: Good choices, good choices. Now, imagine that predator hunting that prey.

Jaune: *Imagining, eyes closed* Okay...

Yang: Who you rooting for?

Jaune: Uhm... I... *Opens eyes in indecision* I can't really choose.

Yang: Yeah, that's tough. Now imagine the situation as if you're watching a nature documentary. The doc's subject is the tiger.

Jaune: Then... *Closes eyes again, beginning to grin with vicarious triumph* Hell yeah, the tiger's got its meal!

Yang: Now imagine the doc's subject is the deer.

Jaune: What... *eyes closed, concern etching his face* but... Oh gods! *Drops to his knees in despair* Blitzen, noooooo! You had so much to life fo-ho-hoooor...

Yang: Haha... Great succes.

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Weiss: *Watching from a distance* What are those blond dolts up to now...

Ruby: *Knowing exactly what her sister's doing* Oh, I know.

Weiss: *Sceptical* Really now?

Ruby: Yeppers! So tell me... what's your favourite predator?

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Pyrrha: *Having a moment of self-discovery* I can help!

Jaune: You think you have it rough? Try being a 6’‘1 bottom.

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In a flash Pyrrha and her daughters stood inside Jaune's office. The side before them was, thankfully, less alarming than they all had expected. However, caution would still be necessary, as Jaune's tight bear hug of his daughters' companions was more than a little... breathtaking.

The large blond was on his knees, babbling nonsense to his captives held with his immovable arms, with Thorfinn situated between the Scarlatina twins.

Alexander stood nearby, not really daring to get closer. It wasn't out of fear, he'd faced plenty of tough and terrifying moments in his life. He just was completely unsure on how to proceed in this kind of familial situation.

Jaune's frame had become even more rigid as he noticed that four of (among his several dozen) of the most important women in his world now stood before him.

His tearful visage would be quite heartwrenching if it wasn't for the sheer comedy of it all. Pyrrha barely maintaining a carefully stern expression whilst her daughters tried to mimic her.

"Jaune, dear..." Pyrrha began slowly, "Let the poor things go. Our daughters have plans they don't want to be late for."

Rather than letting his captives go however, Jaune actually tightended his hold. Pressing the trio in his arms closer together, as the noise of forcefully expelled breaths and creaking ribs filled the air.

"Wrong approach, mom!" Caliope exclaimed, her stern features being replaced with concern.

"Hold up, I think I got this." Chrona proclaimed, taking measured steps as she closed the distance between herself and her father.

Jaune was wary though, slowly shuffling backwards on his knees as the short-haired Arc daughter came closer.

"Daddy..." Chrona began. "I need you to let go of Thorfinn."

The rather specific demand had Jaune confused. "Why?"

"Because I want to be in his place between Satin and Silk."

The confusion on Jaune's face grow even larger. He then looked down to see a sight most shocking to his system.

In between the Scarlatina twins, Thorfinn was being completely smothered by the rabbit Faunus' luscious curves. The young man appearing to be somewhere between begging for air and pleading to remain where he was.

The shock was enough for Jaune to release the trio, causing them to spill over the floor in a heaping pile of gasping young adults.

"Huh... good going, sis." Cassandra noted. "Guess I'll skip my turn for first place and let you have it next time."

Chrona gave a thumbs up at that, before helping up the twins from the floor as her sisters went in to grab Thorfinn.

Pyrrha meanwhile kneeled next to her husband, holding his head in her arms as if she was soothing a panicked animal.

"Repeat after me, love" Pyrrha's tone was loving but firm. "Our daughters are smart."

"Our daughters are smart." A shaky voice in Jaune throat said.

"Our daughters are strong." A warrior proclaimed with pride.

"Our daughters are strong." A knight admitted with care.

"Our daughters will be fine." A mother stated with certainty.

"Our daughters will be fine." A father parroted with hope.

Jaune wept, the joy of fatherhood washing over him. Pyrrha traded a look with her daughters and her father. Alexander gave a few questioning glances, but nodded his head before ushering the sextet of youngsters out of the office.

Cassandra, Caliope and Chrona gave their quick and heartfelt goodbyes to their overly doting father.

Jaune gave his sobbing farewells, as if his daughters where going on a life-long journey with no chance of return instead of a romantic night-out with a midnight curfew.

Outside the room, Chrona was happily walking between Silk and Satin, beaming as her arms were draped on the twins' hips. Thorfinn meanwhile was held between a doting Cassandra and Caliope as he tried to not look embarrassed and flattered by the lavish attention.

Just behind them Alexander trudged along, looking at the floor passing underneath his feet, he was occupied by his thoughts with how unsure he was of his place in this immense family.

"Hey grampa, everything alright?" He looked up from his pondering, seeing Chrona looking at him from over her shoulder.

As he halted to think of an answer, so did his granddaughters and their boy- and girlfriend(s).

"I..." The older man began with a start. "I'm just... amazed I get to be here, I guess. After everything..." His words trailing off, yet their meaning ringing loudly.

"Uhm... mister Crete, sir?" Satin piped up, carefully. "I don't think you have to be so hard on yourself."

"Yeah! This family's kinda crazy, you know?" Thorfin added. "I mean, my mom and dad told me all about Uncle Jaune and his wives! If they ever saw a reason to keep you away, you wouldn't even have been able to enter the continent in the first place."

Alexander scratched his face in thought at that. "I... guess that is true." A sigh escaped him, one that seemed to life something an unseen burden from his shoulders. "Still, I will continue to have to do some catching up for all the years I've missed of my daughter's life- decades even."

Silk's ears perked up. A kind of certainty on her face. "Your granddaughters love you." The statement rung with truth, reinforced by murmurings of agreement of the three Arc daughters. "I won't pry into the details of your relation, past or present, with their grandmother, but your presence her is proof enough of your integrity."

Alexander nodded at that, hearing the facts in that. "You're right... all of you are." He let out another sigh followed by a chuckle. "Now come on, no need to hear the burdens of an old man. Your other sisters are waiting by the front door with your other mothers."

As was agreed upon by all parties, no couple would leave until all boyfriends and girlfriends had received the shoveltalks. The daughters and wives had eventually acquiesced to that demand, seeing how Jaune would be a tearful wreck for days if they hadn't.

So it was that when Alexander led his charges into the main hall, they were inevitably greeted by six daughters, six paramours and two of the three mothers watching over them from the side.

Weiss stood side-by-side with Ruby, leaning into the reaping sniper as she was held close with a strong, loving arm.

Ruby beamed almost instantly as she saw Alexander approach. With his charges released to join the others he had walked over to the WhiteRose couple.

"Whassup, Grampa Alex?" Ruby called out, a hand held up high for a high-five. The older man laughed a little unsure, not really knowing what to make of her familiar greeting.

Nevertheless, Alexander carefully reciprocated the high-five, laughing more naturally as Ruby made a funny noise on contact.

"I think I'm doing fine, Ruby." He answered after a short moment. "Just... still getting used to..." He continued, motioning towards the crowd of daughters and lovers. "To being part of all this."

A content humm from underneath Ruby's arm drew his attention further downward.

"It is an adjustment for sure, Mister Crete." Weiss told the red/grey-haired elder man, still watching her daughters amongst the throng of young adults getting ready. "One we will always be adjusting to day after day."

Ruby smiled at the sight too, a little bouncy with giddyness at seeing her own daughters grow in to (mostly) responsible adults. She then clicked her tongue, her expression making it obvious that a change in topic is happening.

"Will Jaune be okay? Okay enough to see them all off, I mean?" Ruby said the last part with a little hurry, knowing full well that Jaune is most definitely not doing okay at the moment.

"I... don't think so." Alexander began carefully. "Pyrrha's busy comforting him, she just told us to leave whilst she did so."

Weiss hummed at that. "Then we shall join her. I think our darlings will be fine as is."

Ruby nodded at that. "Yeppers! They know when curfew is, and they'll follow it to the second if they don't want to be grounded. They got a loooooooong list of emergency contacts, should they somehow need it. They'll be fine.

With that, Ruby and Weiss said their goodbyes, smooth movements directed towards the other half of their marriage.

Alexander took one last look at the crowd waiting by the door. There, Emerald "Super Nanny" Sustrai and Penny "Ultra-Maid" Polendina were going over the rules for tonights outings one last time before unleasing the Arc Horde onto the streets of Vale.

The elder man heard some curious tales about the latter of the two caretakers. Supposedly Emerald had gone- or was made to go, more like- on vacation for a few weeks. In those weeks newscasts from all corners of Remnant noticed a strange uptick in wealthy homes being broken into, with random items either being taken or intentionally misplaced. After that, in the week before Emerald's return, the Kingdom of Atlas announced a breach at one of their highest-security facilities.

Details were given sparsely to him, but he knew that Weiss had spent plenty of hours in calls at the CCTS to smooth... something... over.

When the last week of vacation was done, Emerald stood inside the main hall with a most peculiar red-head at her side.

As far as Alexander knew, or was supposed to know, Penny was just a companion of Emerald's. Yep... just a strange girl who adored Emerald, and who Emerald adored back in equal measure. Nothing peculiar going on with Penny.

You noticed the glowing eyes, odd vernacular and rocket boots, you say? No... no you didn't.

Still not noticing anything out of the truly ordinary, Alexander stepped through a door going towards the east-wing of the Arc manor.

Before long he found himself in a lounge, one equipped with chairs, sofa's and a well-stocked bar. It was where the precious few male individuals of the extended Arc family conversed with one another and the extended social circles of the family.

Qrow had dumped a still mildy shell-shocked Taiyang in a chair over in a corner, and was now talking with Jacques over something or other. Jacques having a look of mild disgust mixed with unwilling interest to know more.

Lie Ren, invited because of his son's involvement with the daughters of his brother-in-all-but-blood, was quietly conversing with Amber. The mother of Jaune's only son was laughing quietly but unabashedly at an anecdote Ren had about Nora and their other child.

Yang and Coco where seated on a couch, shiny aviators on their faces as they, rather obviously and regardless of facewear, stared at the behinds of their wives.

Said wives, Blake and Velvet respectively, stood nearby at the bar, more than aware of the blantant staring. Judging by the swaying of their hips and the glances they gave over their shoulders, it was more than likely that at these two couples wouldn't be staying long.

None of those people where who Alexander was looking for however.

Sitting near an opulant yet somehow understated fireplace was the one Alexander hoped to see and speak with. One Ghira Belladonna. After all, Alexander wasn't the only one who missed quite a few years with his daughter.

(A/N: Little side paths, if there is any interest, @novankenn. Pyrrha's dad could have an interesting convesation with the big Faunus, all things considered.)

(A/N p2: And just for you, @cheeseeater2. Emerald found a Penny and brought it home.)

The Sequel!

(A/N - Let's see what we can do with this!)

It had been 14 years since his one and only son had been born. The auspicious day heralded in a new era for the Arc clan. The baby making had ceased. The combined might of the mothers of his children deciding it was time to focus on raising and educating their brood over just expanding it.

But the hints were still there, Everyone was still hale and hearty... and once his oldest started moving out on their own... they may start the process over again. But however that was beside the point. His 9 oldest had decided with some urging from their mothers and aunts and grandmothers to bring home their boyfriends or girlfriends... to meet the family.

While Jaune knew that his children would never let ANYONE hurt or disrespect any member of the family, as the father... he had an age old duty to fulfill, but due to the sheer size of the undertaking he called in assistance. So there seated on three couches in the massive living room, sat the 9 would be paramours.

Across from them the father of their love interests. Before Jaune his 14 year old son, with his shoulder length dark brown hair put up in twin-tails, while wearing baby blue tights, a pink sundress and black flats. stood. Jaune knew after this... meeting... he was going to have to talk to his brood again about playing dress up with their brother.

Flanking Jaune was his reinforcements for this task. The grandfathers and grand uncle of the family. To his left stood Qrow and Taiyang. To his right Ozpin and Jaune's father. Behind him using his imposing size stood Ghira.

But there was one other, that even the assembled group of men was a little shocked at seeing. Standing behind the collected young men and women seeking approval to continue their relationships, was one Jacques Schnee, flanked by a squad of SDC security drones. One for each of his granddaughters and half-granddaughters.

Jaune's mind remembered something about Willow enlisting Salem's help in putting Jacques straight, and for several years the man had been banned from family outings. But then sunlight broke through those dark clouds, and the Schnee Patriarch proved his "worth" b y not only restructuring the SDC, but also himself.

Jaune: So... *Jaune's support as smirked... sinisterly* ...you want to date my daughters...

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Ruby Rose, Kick-Ass Huntress Extraordinaire! Owner of normal knees, a bombing booty and bouncing boobies! Not that she'd say any of that out loud. She's still the same dork she was in her Beacon days.

Still the same, just... a little more filled out these days. And a bit taller too. A whole 5'9" after she got her last growth spurt at Beacon! Okay, 5'7" if you discounted her thick-soled combat boots, but it still counted. It just made her looks work better with her whole style being what it is.

Changes had to be made though. The woe and misery that filled the room when her first pregnancy meant that she'd have to lose her corset was almost palpable.

But style was style, and whilst she firmly believed her Goth Lolita look was being undermined without her corset, she still rocks the look as if she hadn't aged a single day. Something her wives and husband were most appreciative about.

All that said, today was one of those days where all her care and attention would have to go towards her doofus of husband.

Jaune was acutely aware, and has been reminded time and again of it, that he's being an overprotective drama-queen of a dad. Ruby understood it though. That first moment, when all three of her daughters where safely in her arms, cemented the notion in her mind. She'd give her everything to keep them safe, to see them grow, to have them learn.

They'd be kick-ass just like her and kind just like their dad. And Pyrrha and Weiss, they too would instill in them virtues that would propel them to greatness on whatever paths they would take.

All 5'9" (without the aid of thick-soled boots) and with boundless energy inherited from both their parents, they found those paths and sprinted down them with spirit and determination.

Brioni was doing well in her studies in Construction and Engineering, already writing a thesis on effective colony construction techniques that could help the kingdoms expand like never before.

Yasmin was routinely top of her class in marksmanship, gleefully showing of her ever growing haul of trophies in her display case. Her shooting prowess was almost beginning to be a match to Ruby's own.

Grace had a voice blessed by the Brothers and had it elevated even further thanks to Weiss' guidance. If Ruby heard correctly, she be signing a very generous recording deal before the end of the month.

Ruby wasn't worried for the boys Jaune, dad and Uncle Qrow had marched into Jaune's office. They'd harrumph, grump, grunt and puff themselves up from Atlas to Menagerie, but she'd agreed on some alerts with Uncle Qrow in case Jaune or dad started to have ideas. Any moment she'd hear him call for aid and- Oh there's Qrow with a "Crescent Alert". One of them must've made a move for Harbinger.

Hurrying her daughters along to save the boys from themselves, the quartet quickly got in formation to unleash a devastating attack.

Puppy Eyes x4 was, by and large, a critical hit on the overprotective men. With Jaune once more reduced to tears, Ruby guided him back outside again for some TLC. Dad, shell-shocked by a surprise attack from one of the boyfriends was carried along by her daughters whilst Qrow went to give the last words before date-night could commence.

Soon after Jaune and her dad where planted onto the couch, the office doors opened once more. Almost instantly the father and grandfather where abandoned as her daughters hurried over to their boys.

Brioni grabbed onto a well-dressed young man with glasses and short brown hair. Alistair, as Ruby recalled, looked a bit like a stickler for rules and regulation. Which was pretty much a given considering he followed the same field of study as Brioni. Matter of fact, if not for her he'd likely have been the top of his class instead of her. As it stood, Brioni was probably the one element of entropy in his life he adored having.

Yasmin, the cause for this whole mess, glomped herself to the chest of the biggest boy of the bunch. Standing at 6'6" and with bleached hair and tanned skin, the burly young man was a dead-on stereotype for the sleazy playboy that steals girls from naive and oblivious boyfriends. Almost 1-to-1 of how they looked in Mistrali comics and in Blake's "literature". In truth, Asher was nothing more than a really big teddy bear. It was hard to understand sometimes, even as Yasmin rubbed her face into his pectorals, but one look at his blushing face was more than enough to convince anyone of his actual innocence.

Grace, flowing across the floor just like her name implied, locked arms with a casually dressed boy. Casey seemed, objectively speaking, a bit average and unassuming. Good looking without being overly so, dressed but not overdressed, grades firmly in the middle of the pack. As Grace told it, it was much like how Pyrrha was initially drawn to Jaune back at Beacon. The boy was somehow completely unaware of what an Arc Daughter was and just liked talking to her as Grace, not Arc Daughter #9. Grace wasn't instantly smitten with him but it was a close thing.

As the daughters guided their boyfriends out the door, they each did take a quick moment to kiss their dad and granddad on the forehead. After a quick hug for Ruby they left room, leaving her with two crying blonds and a mildly exasperated looking Qrow. The black-haired man, grey invading his locks evermore, gave a weary sigh as pulled his life-long friend from the couch, ruffling his favourite niece's hair as he and her father left the room. Thus Ruby was left alone, with a sobbing mess of a husband, awaiting the next would-be lovers of her sister-wife's daughters.

And it was not long after her daughters and father-figures had left that the door opened once more. Three more individuals were firmly directed towards their doom, reckoning, interrogation... their moment with Jaune and Pyrrha's father.

Alexander Crete was a man who, much to his own unending misery and shame, hadn't been present much in his daughter's life. A renowned bowman from Mistral's northern shores he was man of movement, of action and determination. It meant he was rarely home, and often not long enough to hold the conversations with his wife that he really should've had.

It lead to his relationship with Pyrrha's mother repeatedly switching between being heated and being heated. Passion in ways both ugly and beautiful. Words said with both loath and love. Their divorce had been inevitable and harsh, yet surprisingly amicable and understanding.

Despite everything the pair understood one another to their very cores. There was plenty of love between them; care and affection too. Yet, opposites don't always attract, and the divorce proceedings where done swiftly, efficiently and with honest intent from them both.

That Pyrrha's mom discovered she was pregnant two weeks after the divorce was finalised did throw a spanner in the works, but that's a story for another time. As is the story of how he was brought back into the fold as one of the grandfathers who would put the fear of the Brothers into his granddaughters' hopeful lovers.

The story for now is very much focused on said hopefuls the grandfather was guiding along.

If anything, these three could well prove to be Jaune's greatest challenge. For myriad reasons these three would be the biggest, most serious threat to his daughters' innocence.

Thorfinn Valkyrie. The oldest son of his dear friends and teammates Ren and Nora. The ginger-haired and pink-eyed boy was only 5'5", but had very much inherited a love of explosives from his mother. Explosives he loved to watch as he quietly sipped the tea he learned to appreciate thanks to his father.

Silk and Satin Scarletina. The twin rabbit-eared daughters of Velvet and Coco. Quick on the draw with their Dust-infused machine guns, the pair embodied the mantra of accuracy by volume, controlling the battlefield in a hale of projectiles.

Velvet and Coco were two more friends that Jaune made during Beacon, the photographer and the fashionista had a relationship that had taken more patience from everyone around them than even Blake and Yang's did.

Blake and Yang finally got together half-way through their second year a Huntresses-in-training. Of all people, an out-of-patience Ruby had pressed their faces together and told Blake to not stop until Yang was firmly brought to heel and admitted her feelings.

It resulted in Ruby and Weiss having to spend the night over at JNPR's dorm. As it turned out, "bringing to heel" involved... a lot.

Velvet and Coco (finally) got together at graduatation where Velvet, quite loudly and completely done waiting, told Coco to confess to her already. The silence of the crowd was the loudest anyone present had ever experienced.

Seeing Beacon's most confident and boastful student temporarily reduced to a spluttering and blushing mess was a sight for the ages, and Velvet did get to see her demand fulfilled with a verve only Coco could do.

The resulting children of the Renora and CrossHares couples were the ultimate threat to Jaune's oldest daughters. His eldest weren't just in danger from each of these... these seducers. It was far more than that.

It was already hard for Jaune to try and block the way to his daughters against these three. Knowing their parents as well as he did practically guaranteed they'd be good people. Targetting their character was thus a no-go.

He also couldn't make any real physical threats, seeing as his daughters were more than capable of defending themselves. Frankly speaking, Jaune's daughters could've easily had a track record surpassing their warrior goddess of a mother if they didn't rotate who'd get first, second and third places in the junior combat leagues. Their trophy cases are full-to-bursting with medals and cups and more, and he'd need to make an extension sooner rather than later.

Perhaps worst of all, Thorfinn, Silk and Satin already were a sorta, almost romantic trio before meeting his daughters at Beacon academy. Supposedly, the first time the three laid their lecherous eyes on his daughters they were all instantly smitten. They confirmed their burgeoning feelings for eachother right then and there, before approaching his daughters and declaring, as one trio to another, their intent to court them all together.

As someone in a polyamorous relationship himself could in no way deny his daughters to have lovelives like he did. He'd already seen the dynamics between the trio of young lovers. The devotion Thorfinn brought into his efforts to make it all work. He'd seen how that effort was shown by all three in the courting of his daughters.

Steeling himself one last time, he looked at his darling wife, his Craterface and rose of his heart. Resolutely, he marched towards his office for his final battle.

Ruby looked bemused as she watched her dear husband, her Vomitboy and knight of her soul walk unsteadily towards his office. Rolling her eyes she got up from the sofa, lightly patting her skirt as the door closed behind Jaune.

And as one door closes, another one opens. Pyrrha and her daughters Cassandra, Caliope & Chrona, strode into the foyer outside Jaune's office like a Warrior Queen and her near-identical Shieldmaidens.

Near identical, as each daughter decided on a different length of hair for their flowing and shaggy locks.

Cassandra, the oldest, had her hair much like her mother. Long enough to reach the waist and put up in a high tail.

Caliope had hers cut to the shoulders, styled with a small amount of hair product to keep it out of her eyes.

Chrona's was the shortest, emulating Jaune's haircut during Beacon and just letting it do whatever it wanted.

Seeing her fellow wife and love, Ruby skipped over with a bright grin, hugging each daughter and giving Pyrrha an adorable kiss on her nose.

The four took a seat on the sofa, and waited.

(A/N: No worries about the wait, @novankenn. RL kicks all our asses some days. Just make sure to kick RL's ass back with interest. Besides that, your stuff didn't feel samey to me. So, good on you. Hope everyone enjoyed this part!)

The Sequel!

(A/N - Let's see what we can do with this!)

It had been 14 years since his one and only son had been born. The auspicious day heralded in a new era for the Arc clan. The baby making had ceased. The combined might of the mothers of his children deciding it was time to focus on raising and educating their brood over just expanding it.

But the hints were still there, Everyone was still hale and hearty... and once his oldest started moving out on their own... they may start the process over again. But however that was beside the point. His 9 oldest had decided with some urging from their mothers and aunts and grandmothers to bring home their boyfriends or girlfriends... to meet the family.

While Jaune knew that his children would never let ANYONE hurt or disrespect any member of the family, as the father... he had an age old duty to fulfill, but due to the sheer size of the undertaking he called in assistance. So there seated on three couches in the massive living room, sat the 9 would be paramours.

Across from them the father of their love interests. Before Jaune his 14 year old son, with his shoulder length dark brown hair put up in twin-tails, while wearing baby blue tights, a pink sundress and black flats. stood. Jaune knew after this... meeting... he was going to have to talk to his brood again about playing dress up with their brother.

Flanking Jaune was his reinforcements for this task. The grandfathers and grand uncle of the family. To his left stood Qrow and Taiyang. To his right Ozpin and Jaune's father. Behind him using his imposing size stood Ghira.

But there was one other, that even the assembled group of men was a little shocked at seeing. Standing behind the collected young men and women seeking approval to continue their relationships, was one Jacques Schnee, flanked by a squad of SDC security drones. One for each of his granddaughters and half-granddaughters.

Jaune's mind remembered something about Willow enlisting Salem's help in putting Jacques straight, and for several years the man had been banned from family outings. But then sunlight broke through those dark clouds, and the Schnee Patriarch proved his "worth" b y not only restructuring the SDC, but also himself.

Jaune: So... *Jaune's support as smirked... sinisterly* ...you want to date my daughters...

[drenosa]

Weiss: I told my wife to embrace her mistakes.

Weiss: She gave me a hug.

[drenosa]

Jaune: My daughter told me that her school would be holding a small get-together.

Jaune: When I asked her who'd be there she said just me, her and the principal.

[drenosa]

Blake: *In the broom closet, pantsless* Well... you called us horny and adolescent. With that in mind, being in of our minds is kind of an impossibility.

Yang: *Also in broom closest, topless and on her knees* Blake... not the time or place for semantics.

Goodwitch: Are you two out of your horny little adolescent minds!?

Goodwitch: How could you possibly think this is an appropriate place to do... that!?

(Insert your ship here)

[drenosa]

Click on it twice. These are your two super powers.

[drenosa]

Jaune: Tired...

Jaune: Lost...

Jaune: Going nowhere...

Weiss: Jolly. It is, "Tis the season to be jolly."!

Jaune: You must have a different songbook.

[drenosa]

Jaune: I'm so disappointed. You could do so much better.

Neo: *Gremlin* I could so much worse.