lets give this one another shot buddy :)
one day after accidently locking team jnpr out of their rooms jaune shows his friends that he can pick a lock (in under 10 seconds too) this leads to nora wanting to unlock his tragic backstory (tm) but jaune won't tell her anything about his past, mainly because he doesn't have the heart to admit he only learned to pick locks because he thought it would impress girls. nora of course does the only sensible thing and breaks into the headmaster's office to take a look at his transcripts, but what she reads breaks her heart.
knowing about jaune's tragic backstory (tm) now she understands that he wasn't willing to talk about it because of his trauma (tm) and it's up to nora to let their friends know so that he can finally start to heal (in which nora tells a nora story that is a captivating as it is heartbreaking in it's own nora-like way. the transcripts don't say everything however, and so nora and friends must work to unlock jaune-jaune's tragic backstory (tm) so that he can finally recover from his masculine trauma (tm) )
Jaune: No, really, don't worry about it. It's... It's kind of personal, okay?
Nora nodded in agreement of her leader's decision. After all, he was her leader, and if his ability to pick locks was a matter of personal privacy, who was she to butt in where she didn't belong?
Oh, that's right! She's Nora spirits-damned Valkyrie! And come hell or high water, she was going to learn her leader's secrets.
But doing this will require cunning, tact, and most importantly, grace.
Nora: LEMME SEE JAUNE-JAUNE'S SCRIPTS, OR I'LL BREAK YOUR FUCKING KNEES!
Ozpin: (Shrugs) Sure. (Tosses her Jaune's transcripts) That should be all of it.
Nora: Wait, it's that easy?
Ozpin: Of course. You seem like a responsible young lady.
Nora: Sure... How about your coffee recipe?
Ozpin: How about no more pancakes?
Nora: Bye, Headmaster! (Runs out) Thank you again!
Ozpin: What a sweet girl. It's too bad I won't live to see her grow up, because once she graduates, I won't care anymore.
As Nora approaches her dorm room, she notices just how thick the transcripts were. She decided to count the pages as she held them in hand.
Nora: One, two, three-
A minor obstacle caused her to stumble, but she pressed onward, mumbling a half-hearted apology. Whether it was a Grimm, or a bookshelf, or-
Cardin: Watch it, bubble-brain!
Or Cardin Winchester, Beacon's biggest first year bully and tormentor of her team leader. As she thought, minor obstacle. Now, where was she? Oh, right! The papers!
Nora: One, two, three-
The pages were ripped from her fingers as Cardin yanked them out of her distracted grip. Curses! Wait, this is Nora's mind. She could swear for real! Mother-!
Cardin: Feelin' alright, bubble-brain? You're looking... more crazy that usual.
Nora: Huh? What? Yeah, I'm fine. Where's my papers?
Cardin: You mean these?
Nora: Yeah, those! Gimmee!
Cardin: What's the magic word?
Nora: (Grabs him by the collar) How tough are your kneecaps?
Cardin: C-Close enough! (Hands her the pages) What are those anyways?
Nora: Jaune's transcripts! He wouldn't tell me about his past, so now I'm digging for it!
Cardin: Wait, his transcripts? How'd you get those?
Nora: I asked real nicely!
Cardin: ...You threatened him, didn't you?
Nora: Who told you?! I'll break their legs!
Cardin looked to the transcripts once more, and confirmed the contents' validity by the goofy photo of Arc himself.
The two were on better terms now, but a little voice inside of him begged him with one last idea. It had been a while, so why not make-up for lost time?
Cardin: Say, mind if I take a look at those?
Nora: Okay, but don't rip 'em.
As Cardin took them, he noticed how cleanly forged they were. If he didn't already know, he would believe they were real. But he did know. Nora didn't, though.
Cardin: Wow, I thought Jauney-boy was green, but he's seen more than any of us combined!
Nora: Huh? What do you mean?
Cardin: Look at this; his middle name is Luna.
Nora: So?
Cardin: As in the Luna bandit tribe? They give their slaves middle names so they live their entire lives branded as property of the Luna tribe.
Nora: (Gasps) That explains so much!
Cardin: And this, right here; "Primary School - Ansel", the same Ansel Primary School famous for it's fight pits. The best students were forced to fight the weaker ones, to show them they're inferior.
Nora: How awful!
Cardin: I... I have to go! This is too much! Listen, whatever you read, don't let anyone else know. This would ruin Jaune.
Nora: Wow, I mean, of course! I wouldn't want Jaune to suffer because of his past.
Cardin: Thank you! You really are too kind! (Walks away, Whispers) And way too gullible.
Pyrrha: Nora? Are you okay?
Nora continued to sob as she reread the transcripts again for the third time, sniffling under her bedsheets. When Pyrrha threw back the sheets, Nora looked up in shock, then scrambled to her feet.
Nora: How could you let this happen?!
Pyrrha: Excuse me?
Nora: This! (Waves pages in front of Pyrrha) Our fearless leader has been suffering, and you never helped him!
Pyrrha: What on Remnant are you talking about?
Nora: Look!
Pyrrha took the transcripts as Nora threw them at her. She looked down the slightly soggy pages from what she prayed were only tears, only to look up in confusion.
Pyrrha: I... don't understand.
Nora: I know! It's horrible! We have to help him!
Pyrrha: No, Nora, I mean I don't understand what you mean. These look like normal transcripts.
Nora gasped at the blasphemous words. She then slid next to Pyrrha, guiding her eyes with her fingers as she pointed out each detail. Pyrrha shook her head.
Pyrrha: Nora, none of this is strange to me.
Nora: Yeah, sure, because you're Miss Invincible! You never had to hide any of your flaws because you don't have any! Jaune, though, does! (Points to a section) Look! It says here he gets seasick real easily!
Pyrrha: So? A lot of people have motion sickness, Nora.
Nora: Yeah, but not like Jaune! Jaune is clearly suffering from some deep seated mental trauma after he was abducted by sky pirates!
Pyrrha: Sky pirates?
Nora: Yeah! He was kidnapped by them while he was out camping, then they forced him to be their cabin boy! Swabbing decks, tying lines, scooping out bilge birds!
Pyrrha: Nora-
Nora: But don't worry, Jaune! With our help, we'll help you overcome those night terrors, even if we have to sleep in the same bed!
Pyrrha then had an idea. A wonderful idea. A most wonderfully, terribly awful idea.
Pyrrha: Why don't you tell me more, Nora? After all, we should definitely help our friend however we can.
Nora: I knew you'd see it my way!
Nora: And because of his upbringing in the orphanage, he cuts off the tails of his nuggets so his sister could eat the bigger piece.
Ruby: That explains why he's so skinny!
Weiss: ...This is literally the dumbest thing I've ever experienced.
Blake: I've heard dumber.
Weiss: And you're going along with this because...?
Ren: It's Nora.
Weiss: Ah, I see.
Jaune: See what, Snow Angel? How much I think you look beautiful today?
Weiss: (Rolls her eyes)
Jaune: So, what are we talking about?
Yang: Honestly? We were kind of talking about you.
Jaune: Me? What did I do?
Yang: That's the thing. We don't know anything about you.
Jaune: Well, I'm an open book. If you want to know something, just ask.
Yang: Alright. Why do you wear footie pajamas?
Jaune: Because they make me feel comfy.
Yang: Alright, and where did you get 'em?
Jaune: My mom got it for me.
Yang: Uh, okay. Why?
Jaune: I was really into Pumpkin Pete's when I was really young, so my mom got it for me. I've had it for so long. Of course, now I have to patch it up myself. It's not like Mom's here to do it. (Chuckles) Ah, nuts... Hey, I'll be right back. I forgot to get a drink. (Gets up, Walks away)
Nora: What is wrong with you?!
Yang: What?
Nora: Why are you asking him such personal questions? He might still be super sensitive about it!
Yang: Look, he said he's an open book, so I'm gonna pry.
Nora: Fine, just try to be a little more sensitive, okay?
Yang: I don't see what the big deal is.
Ruby: Duh, weren't you listening earlier?! That onesie is the only thing he has left of his mom! She gave it to him because it was the only thing she could at that time, and when she died, he had to learn how to sew it himself!
Yang: I... guess that makes sense.
Weiss: I don't know how much more of this I can take.
Jaune: You okay, Snow Angel?
Weiss: I'm fine, Arc! I'm just trying to make sense of Nora's stupidity.
Jaune: (Chuckles) She takes some getting used to, but after how long I've been with my, they're like a second family to me.
Blake: (Ears twitch)
Weiss: (Rolls her eyes) Whatever.
Jaune: Hm? Ah, sorry, guys, Cardin needs to ask me something. Probably about the team leader exercises we need to practice. I'll be back. (Gets up, Leaves)
Blake: Okay, I'm on board.
Weiss: What?!
Ruby: Yes! I knew you could do it, Blake!
Yang: What made you change your mind?
Blake: Nora?
Nora: Hm?
Blake: You said Jaune was a Luna Bandit slave, right?
Nora: Yeah, why?
Blake: I remember reading about Anima tribal cultures, and I remember an ongoing war between the Luna and Burns tribes. They were once members of one, larger tribe known as the Rooster Clan, but a schism formed, creating the two. When they split, the two tribes took their separate gods with them. One worshiped the Sun, the other the Moon. One worshiped fire, the other ice. One claimed to be blessed by angels, while the other cursed their foes by creating "blood pacts" with demons. Of course, there is no real evidence to prove the curses were-
Yang: Uh, Blake? (Blake stops) Is this going to happen before lunch is over?
Blake: Oh. Well, put simply, the Luna tribe worshipped the dark, including the Moon, night, the stars, winter, snow, ice, and angels. Among the chief patrons is Ka Ra, the Whisper Maiden, a guardian deity often depicted descending from the Moon with white. Another nickname for her was...
Ruby: Snow Angel! Jaune calls you that because he thinks you're the personali- the persobo- you're her, but a person!
Weiss: Am I having a stroke? None of you are making sense!
Jaune: Who's not making sense, Snow Angel?
Weiss: Cram it, Arc!
Jaune: Oh, y-yes, ma'am! (Quietly eats, Bell rings) Ah... (Swallows mouthful of food) Nuts. I'll see you all at class. (Leaves)
Blake: By the way.
Weiss: Ugh...
Blake: Ka Ra was also known to be quite vindictive with those in her favor.
Velvet: So, you're saying he fights with a sword and shield because it's what he promised to his dying father before he was wrongfully imprisoned for his crimes?
Pyrrha: Close. He was imprisoned for his father's crimes, but when he escaped, he visited his dying father one last time, where he swore to avenge his family name with true justice; the kind only a sword can deliver with a shield.
Velvet: Ah! I see!
Ren: This is ridiculous.
Weiss: I agree.
Ren: He doesn't use a sword to avenge his family. He uses it because it's easier to use.
Weiss: Yes, that is true.
Ren: And he didn't go to prison for his father's crimes.
Weiss: No, of course not.
Ren: He did it to clear his beloved's name.
Weiss: Yes, exac- Wait, what?! No!
Jaune: (Looks up from the arena) What are they talking about up there?
Cardin: I'd say you have bigger issues, Jauney! (Swings Executioner)
Glynda: (Groans) This is going to be going on all day, isn't it?
Glynda: Sir, these rumors are spreading like wildfire. Why did you let Miss Valkyrie take Mister Arc's transcripts?
Ozpin: They were forged, Glynda. Essentially useless. If need be, we can create our own for him to use as he sees fit. In the meantime, Miss Valkyrie should be fulfilling her task of... developing our rough draft.
Glynda: Are you telling me you purposefully allowed one of our students to procure classified documents of another student so she could write fan fiction about him?!
Ozpin: When you say it like that, it sounds underhanded and terrible.
Glynda: Are you telling me it isn't?
Ozpin: No, it is. But I should inform you that I also included Mister Winchester on the pretense of "extra credit."
Glynda: (Sighs) This is the worst idea I've ever heard. You're playing with people's futures, sir! People's lives and feelings!
Ozpin: They're just children, Glynda. They'll grow and learn from this. Remember the IronQrow incident?
Glynda: ...There wouldn't have been an "incident" if Winter's childish infatuation with Qrow didn't blind her to the superior ship.
Ozpin: Glynda-
Glynda: (Snaps her crop against his desk) I WILL BURN THIS SCHOOL TO THE GROUND BEFORE I ACCEPT IRONPIN!
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