Blake is curled up in the middle of her bed looking miserable. Weiss and Pyrrha are cuddled up to her.
Weiss: “Kitten, the Arcs didn’t think he would act this way. They adore you and Jaqueline has already told Mr. Sith that he and his family aren’t being held hostage. They can leave if they feel so strongly about it.”
Blake: “I thought you were finally comfortable calling her ‘mom.’ And I know there are mixed feelings among the faunus about my family, I just wasn’t expecting such venom.”
Pyrrha: “It’s terrible that you had to hear that. Arslan will be here today, would you like to sit in with her and Weiss as they finalize the ceremony specifics?”
Blake: *smiles up at her white haired fiancee* “I do adore how passionate you are about all of this.”
Weiss: *kisses Blake* “I have it on good authority that there will be something happening at the reception so that we can all sneak out, as per Menagerie’s custom.”
Blake: “Maybe we shouldn’t…”
Pyrrha: “Shush! It’s the ONLY thing you have spoken up about wanting to do and we ARE doing it.”
A knock at the door and Yang opens it gently before stepping in.
Yang: “Hey, someone in the living room wants to speak to you, Blake.”
Weiss: “Is it Mr. Sith?”
Yang: “Nope, his daughter. She looks embarrassed and…”
Blake: “What is it?”
Yang: “Come take a look.”
Downstairs they find a tall curvy blonde with cat ears is nervously chewing the string of a black Pumpkin Pete hoodie.
Caty: *spits out string* “Wow, are all of Jaune’s fiancées as gorgeous as you four?”
Weiss: “Yes we are. Is that his hoodie?” *steps past Caty to pick a piece of paper off the floor putting herself behind the new girl*
Caty: “This one, probably not.”
Pyrrha: “What does that mean?” *steps to Caty’s right side as if inspecting the hoodie*
Caty: “Jaune and I ordered our hoodies at the same time and in the same size. They regularly got mixed up.”
Yang: “You and Jaune got undressed together a lot back then?” *steps to Caty’s left side obviously sizing the girl up*
Caty: *swallow’s nervously* “I’m not feeling particularly safe…”
Blake: “I’m sorry for their behavior. Ladies! Calm down, Caty was it?” *Caty nods* “Caty isn’t here to try and steal Jaune away, and I’m sure she’s been told the Octuple is closed.”
Caty: “That’s right. I’m…I’m happy for the big dork…”
Weiss: “Dolt.”
Caty: “Okay, sure. Big dolt, but my dad was way out of line and my brother would be honored if you’d all let his children be a part of the ceremony.
Pyrrha: “Of course we would, and who hasn’t been embarrassed by their family on occasion. But now for the most important question any of us are going to ask you.”
Yang: “How many embarrassing stories do you have about our knight in rusted armor that even his family don’t know?”
Caty: *blinks* *blinks again* “Oh we’re going to get along just fine.”
{Somewhere on the outskirts of town}
Jaune: *suddenly shivers* “Did you feel the icy hand of existential dread clutch your spine? Or was it just me?”
Juniper: *just looks at him and tilts her head to the side*
**Yes a special thank you to AndrewJTalon (AO3 and other fanfics sites) for permission to use his Sith family. I hope I do them justice. With Caty’s introduction (she is often portrayed in his fics as Jaune’s ex) I had hoped to show the Octuple isn’t incapable of jealousy, just not with each other.
