#response to reader ask

[novankenn]

Cinder: (Swings door open quickly ignoring the note.) My Queen! Those brats have broke into the castle we must stop!

(Pauses while looking at the scene)

Jaune: (His head on Weiss's lap as she runs her fingers though his hair) Alyx was a brat but she still was like family she didn't deserve what that cat did.

Salem: I understand life is usually cruel. Now tell me more about this Curious Cat.

Cinder: WTF?!?

Cinder stalked through the halls and corridors of EverNight Castle. Her twin obsidian blades ready to strike down the intruders... if she could find them. Normally she would have zeroed in on the sounds of conflict and combat, but there was none. The grimm she passed, when she did come across them were just wandering about aimlessly, that was if they weren't sitting or laying down.

So without the sounds of a fierce pitched battle to guide her, Cinder was forced to actually search for the interlopers... who she knew was team RWBY and their friends.

Cinder: This is RIDICULOUS! I must ask my queen for help, to locate these brats.

Cinder made a turn at the next corner and stomped her way toward the throne room. She emerged from one of the side halls into the main corridor and turned towards her destination. Five minutes later she stood there before the large double doors... in total shock.

Cinder: I...

A Beowulf, dressed in a tasteful skirt and blouse ensemble, matched with a set of sensible heels, and topped off with a pearl necklace, and a pair of wire rim glasses... stood before the doors baring her entry.

Cinder: I...

The Beowulf pointed to a sign near the door, well a set of signs in fact. It took ever ounce of her will power to draw her eyes off the figure before her, and look at the signs.

(1) If the doors are closed there is either a meeting or session in progress. Unless it is an EMERGENCY no admittance.

(2) Sessions are by appointment ONLY.

(3) This is a ZERO TOLERANCE work place. Anyone causing a disturbance, or harassing staff will be asked to leave. Failure to do so will cause the authorities to be summoned.

(4) I am the boss, but my secretary is in charge. If she says NO then it's NO. There are no exceptions.

Cinder: Secretary?

The Beowulf nodded its head and using a metal ruler tapped the desk name plate.

Cinder: Grendelsa Grimmsald, Executive Assistant to Doctor Salem Salem?

The Beowulf who Cinder now knew was named Grendelsa nodded.

Cinder: But, I...

Grendelsa: *Grunt like growl*

Cinder: I know I don't have an appointment, but this is an emergency! The castle is under attack! I must speak to Queen...

Grendelsa: *Growl like grunt*

Cinder: I mean Doctor Salem.

Grendelsa pointed to a set of rather comfy looking waiting room chairs, and Cinder knew instantly she had no choice. So she sat down, and after a few seconds wiggled her butt into the plush cushioning getting more comfortable.

Cinder dozed off, and awoke with a start at the sound of the door opening.

Salem: I understand it is quiet the commute so I will have Grendelsa arrange for some accommodations for you, as in my opinion there is a need to have a few more sessions over the next week before I feel confident that we can space them out further. Is that acceptable Ms Schnee? Mr Arc?

Weiss: More than. Thank you for your hospitality, and all your help.

Cinder shot to her feet, her eyes wide in shock. Salem, her queen. Malevolent Evil Incarnate was in a black pant suit, wearing glasses and SHAKING HANDS with the SCHNEE who was holding the hand of the blond wanna-be knight from Beacon!

Jaune: I still don't...

Salem: It's alright Mr Arc. These things take time, and we progress at the pace that you set. There is no rushing this. Your mental health is very important, and with Ms Schnee's support and my assistance we will help you find resolutions.

Weiss: Can we give it a couple more sessions Jaune? I really do think this is good for you, me and us.

Jaune: Okay. I'll try a few more times.

Salem: Excellent. Grendelsa will make all the...

Cinder: WHAT THE FUCK IT THIS!!!!

Salem: Ms Fall. Those types of outbursts are not acceptable!

Cinder: WHAT THE FUCK, SALEM? THEY'RE FROM BEACON! THEY'RE YOUR ENEMIES!

Salem: Lower your voice or you will be escorted out.

Cinder: WHAT ARE YOU DOING!?!?!? ARE YOU GIVING THEM THERAPY???

Salem: You were warned Ms Fall. Ms Grimmslad if you please...

/==/

Twenty minutes later Cinder found herself sitting outside of the main gate of EverNight Castle, right next to Ruby Rose, Yang Xiao Long, and Blake Belladonna.

Ruby: You get kicked out too?

Cinder: ...

[novankenn]

Salem: (About to attack)

Jaune: (Thinking Quickly) Hey are you ok?

Salem: What? Why ask me that?

Jaune: You look like you gained weight.

Salem: No I haven't! .............. Do I muttering to self looking mirror.

Salem: You're a fool! Choosing to face me alone when you as a group FAILED to best me the last time we met!

Jaune: Someone needs to keep you busy, and I volunteered.

Salem: (Laughing) You think you can delay me enough that your little friends can affect and escape?

Jaune: Well, guess you know the plan so what'll you do now?

Salem: I'll eliminate you, and then crush your pathetic friends.

Jaune: You can try...

Salem: (Evil Green energy collecting in the palms of her hands) I don't try... I do...

Jaune: So how do you do it?

Salem: (Confused) Do what?

Jaune: (Makes a general motion indicating all of Salem) That.

Salem: I... what? DO what?

Jaune: Seriously, do you have no idea what I'm talking about?

Salem: If I DID I wouldn't be asking you what you mean!

Jaune: How do you do you?

Salem: Do me? That makes no sense!

Jaune: Well obviously since we last met you might have put on some extra weight...

Salem: WHAT? No... no I haven't!

Jaune: Well, I was trapped in the EverAfter for like a century so I could be remembering things wrong... but you do look a little rounder than I remember...

Salem: ROUNDER?!? (Snaps her fingers and summons a seer and starts twisting and posing to look at herself in the mirror like surface of it's head) No... no I don't think... did I?

Jaune: Like I said I could be miss remembering.

Salem: (Rushes over and grabs Jaune by the shoulders) AM I FAT???

Jaune: Now, now. No one said anything about you being fat!

Salem: (Sniffling) But you said I was looking rounder!

Jaune: Yes, but in a... how do I say it?

Salem: Just say it! I'm fat!

Jaune: NO! You are not FAT! You're full figured! You're curvy! You in no way look unhealthy or fat!

Salem: (Sniffling) Really?

Jaune: Yes, really. You're... pardon the expression... the ultimate MILF.

Salem: MILF? I'm not familiar with that term. What does it mean?

Jaune: Well... heh... um... it means Mother I'd Like to...

Salem: Okay that's the M, I and L, what does the F stand for?

Jaune: I don't think I should say. It's a rather rude term, for use in polite company.

Salem: What. Does. The. F. Stand. For?

Jaune: F means Fuck.

Salem: Mother I'd Like to Fuck???? OH!!! OHHHHHHH....

Jaune: Um... why are you looking at me like that?

[novankenn]

Cinder: You can't run from me Knight!

Jaune: I can out run you chubby!

Cinder: What?

Jaune: I have been gone 6 months. You sure put on some weight while I was gone.

Cinder (Hurt): what?

Cinder was panting from the pure exertion she was having to put out in order to match Jaune's new counter-attacking style, and it was starting to annoy her... greatly.

Cinder: Why don't you fight properly? Stop hiding and face me properly!

Jaune: Ah... no.

Cinder: What scared?

Jaune: Maybe?

Cinder: I knew it! All you blustering and posturing, and you are nothing but a coward!

Jaune: If you say so.

Cinder: If I say so?

Jaune: Let's put it this way. You're the only one breathing like you just ran 5 kilometer race.

Cinder: I am not!

Jaune: Well you either ran a race or you let some blow out your back!

Cinder: WHAT??? How... how... HOW DARE YOU!!!!

Cinder throws a series of fireballs at Jaune who does a dive roll out of danger.

Jaune: Missed me!

Cinder: Stop moving so I can kill you!

Jaune: If I wanted to die, I'd let you sit on me!

Cinder: WHAT?!?

Jaune: You heard me!

Cinder: Did... did... did... you... just... call me FAT???

Jaune: I don't think so?

Cinder: (Crying) You DID! You DID!

Jaune: No I said if I wanted to die I'd let you sit on me.

Cinder: (Wailing) YOU THINK I'M FAT!!!!!

Jaune: I did not call you fat!

Cinder: (Ugly Crying) Now you're going to say I'm ugly, and call me a cyclops!

Jaune: Are you really that insecure?

Cinder: (SUPER UGLY CRYING) You called me fat and ugly!!!!

Jaune: I never said either of those things!!!

Cinder: WHY WON'T YOU LOVE ME!!!!!

Jaune: There's a LOT to unpack here... like a lot... a lot.

Cinder: LOVE ME!!! LOVE ME!!! LOVE ME!!!

[novankenn]

What kind of drunk do you think Salem is?

Interesting... I wonder? MWHAHAHAHAHA let my brain CREATE!!!

/==/

Cinder's face was ashen with dread. She had just received a notice from Watts, that their Queen... Salem would be visiting to "inspect" Cinder's operations in Vale. Only one problem, aside from the fact that evil incarnate was going to be dropping in for a friendly visit... Salem apparently had arrive and has been in Vale for a full fourteen hours!

Cinder pinched the bridge of her nose in frustration, trying to calm herself down as she picture whether she was going to immolate Watt's balls or his hair first. The sound of her scroll ringing, drew her from her pleasant plotting of Arthur Watts demise.

Cinder: Roman? What are you...

Roman: I found your boss lady...

Cinder: What? Where? How? WHERE?

Roman: Ah... which of those questions do you really want answered first?

Cinder: WHERE?

Roman: Junior's Club.

Cinder: Say what?!?

Roman: She's at Junior's Club... (hung up on)

Cinder: EMERALD! MERCURY! TO JUNIOR'S NOW!!!

/==/

It took the trio ten minutes to get from the safe house to Junior's. The bouncers well aware of who they were stepped aside instantly to let them enter. Inside they found the place packed with costumed party goers...

Mercury: Well that accounts for the lack of city wide panic...

Cinder: Just find her and start BEGGING as soo as you do!

Emerald: Uh... um... Cinder?

Cinder: WHAT?!?

Emerald: Over there...

Cinder followed the direction of Emerald's outstretched hand and blanched. There straddling the knees of a young blond man was her boss... the Queen of the Grimm.

Mercury: Is she letting him do body shots?

Cinder: Preposterous! She would never...

Emerald: Yep! That was a booby-shot if I ever saw one.

Cinder: Ah... urkk... arrrr... let's... let's go.

The trio shouldered their way through those party goers that stood, or rather danced between them and their destination. Cinder ground her teeth as the closer they became the more truthful Mercury's observation was. Salem, the Queen of the Grimm. Evil Incarnate, an Immortal Witch of unparalleled power was allowing some blond haired buffoon to pluck shot glasses from between her breasts with his... mouth.

Salem: (hic) Soooo... much (hic) funny! (hic)

????: (hic) you... you... (hic) is beau... beauti... beautiful! (hic)

Cinder: Ahem! Miss...

Salem: CINDY! (hic)

Cinder: ...

Mercury: ...

Emerald: ...

Cinder and her associates watches as Salem, Evil Incarnate struggled to rise from her perch on the young man's lap, only to stumble and pull the young man from his seat and send them both crashing to the floor... and erupt in a fit of giggles and laughter.

Cinder: Cindy?

Mercury: ...

Emerald: ...

Salem: (hic) you... you... (hic) were... were... um (hic)... um...

????: right? (hic)

Salem: (hic) Yeppers! (hic)

The highly intoxicated pair struggled to their feet, and stood there grinning drunkenly at each other as they weaved, totally ignoring the presence of Cinder, Emerald and Mercury.

Salem: Dances (hic) Jauney? (hic)

Jaune: (hic) Okay! (hic)

Cinder: ...

Emerald: ...

Mercury: ...

The pair vanished into the crowd on the dance floor.

/==/

Seventeen hours later, Cinder and her team were forced to exfil Salem from not only the motel room she had shacked up in, but also Vale's proper. The whole ordeal throwing Cinder's careful preparations out the window.

/== 3 Months Later ==/

Mercury is sitting with Jaune at a "Noodles are Us" stall. The two having become fast friends after the events of that fated night.

Mercury: So how was she when you met her?

Jaune: Sad, lonely. She needed someone to talk to, and cheer her up.

Mercury: Oh... cheer her up? Is that what you kids are calling it?

Jaune: (blushing) I said I was...

The clatter of a something plastic landing on the counter interrupted Jaune's rebuttal. He turned his head and smiled.

Jaune: Cindy! Would you like to...

Cinder said nothing but pointed to the counter and the plastic object she had tossed there. Confused Jaune picked it up... and then fainted.

Cinder: Please pick him up, and bring him with you. We're leaving.

Mercury: Huh? What's going on? What about the plan?

Cinder: Cancelled. Now please pick up the Queen's "Baby-Daddy" and let's get out of here.

Mercury: ...

/==/

Utter & Complete Insanity Story Collection

/==/

A/N So I think I went off the rails here... and missed the mark... but ENJOY!

[novankenn]

So do you have a plan with the Jaune being Salem's descended or was that a one shot?

Answer: I don't have plans per-say, but considering you took the time to ask... the at least I can do is expand on the original. I will say this... when I started the original and then this, I am not picturing Salem as suddenly giving up on her eons old grudge.

Original Post : You Look... Familiar...

You look... Familiar... Confirmations?

Salem: I need to know for certain...

Jaune: ARRGGG.... ACK!

Salem clamped her hand down on the back of Jaune's neck, pulled him up and then started to drag him a cross the floor of her expansive throne room.

Salem: They all died. I saw it. I know it.

Jaune did his best to keep up with the immortal evil incarnate woman. He squeezed his own powerful hands about her slender wrist to no effect... aside from slightly easing the pressure she was exerting upon his flesh and bones.

Salem: If she survived... what of the others? Could... no I must be positive in this vision... I must know.

Grimm raced past the pair as Salem continued to drag the struggling form of Jaune deeper into her ominous abode. Through the grand corridors and nearly barren rooms the sounds of conflict echoed, but Salem paid none of it the slightest bit of attention.

Salem: This can not be possible. The powers we unleashed upon each other... they could not have...

Summoning a shadow hand, the door before her was wrenched open. Inside shelves cluttered with books, and tables covered in archaic instruments. Tightening her grip upon Jaune's neck she lifted him from the floor.

Jaune: AHHHH!!!

Salem: I will discover the truth of your ancestry... I refuse to accept someone as weak as you shares an ounce of my blood...

With a shove Jaune was sent stumbling through the door way, crashing face first upon the stone-work floor. Even hurting Jaune wasn't about to give up, so scampered to his feet and rounded on Salem.

Jaune: Omph! Unn!

Salem: Heroic fool.

Jaune looked up from the floor upon which he was laying. A single backhanded blow from Salem having floored him, instantly.

Salem: You have no chance against me, and despite you faith in your friends they will fair no better... but first.

Jaune tried to scamper to his feet, as Salem picked up a wicked looking dagger, and a strange bowl from a nearby table.

Jaune: Argh!

Jaune once again found himself on the floor. His vision swam from the impact of the shadow hand that slammed him into the stone-work floor.

Salem: You are rather dim witted aren't you. You can not escape me. You can not evade me, and you will never be able to defeat me!

Jaune: I'll... I'll... nev... URK!

Salem: Silence!

Jaune's head thrashed about as a shadow hand clamped down over his mouth cutting off his voice. His eyes grew wide as he watched Salem draw the sharp blade along the pale flesh of her palm. Black blood welled up from the wound. Thick and viscous it dripped into the bowl.

Salem: With in my blood, resides the key to accessing powers far greater than your pathetic semblances and useless technology.

The wound upon her palm closed without an indication that the pale flesh had ever been slit open. With a cruel and malicious grin curling her lips, Salem picked up the bowl.

Salem: If you are of my line... you should survive this... though if you survive or not... it will be a rather agony filled experience for you...

[novankenn]

Ruby and co: (Kicks open door) Jaune we are here to save you!

(Sees Jaune on a Therapy couch talking while Salem writes stuff down.)

Jaune: and then they start laughing at me. Like excuse me your egos can't handle that I was prettier than you or your date at the dance in a dress.

Team RWBY was nearly spent. Slogging their way through wave after wave of grimm to rescue their friend who had run off without them to face Salem. Standing in front of a set of ornate doors they prepared to rush in... at least until Ruby saw a note taped to the door. It was written in elegant script, but it still caused her some confusion.

Session in Progress Please DO NOT Disturb.

Ruby: Um... I... I...

Blake: What is it Ruby?

Ruby: There's a sign here... um...

Yang: Who cares. We're here to get VB. Let's go!

Weiss: The sooner we rescue the dolt the sooner we can get out of here. Hit it Yang!

Ruby: WAIT!

Yang: Too LATE!

CRASH!

Yang: Yo VB the calvary... huh?

Before them was Salem in a very professional black pant suit with a red blouse, sitting in a plush arm chair. A clipboard balanced on he crossed legs a pen in her hand and a pair of wire rim glasses sitting on her nose.

Jaune was in just his pants and a tee-shirt. His weapon and armor piled at the foot of the plush couch he was reclining upon.

The pair were completely ignoring the interruption...

Salem: So when you mother said that to you. How did you feel?

Jaune: Terrible. It hurt.

Salem: I see. So would you say that lack of support made you push limits and face extreme risks in an attempt to receive validation?

Jaune: I... maybe... I'm not sure?

Salem: That's okay. This is just your first session and it will take sometime to help you unpack all this emotional baggage and mental trauma you have been subjected to, at your own hand and that of others.

Ruby: ...

Yang: ...

Blake: ...

Weiss: ...

Salem: Can I have a moment Jaune?

Jaune: Okay. Should I...

Salem: No. You stay right there. I just want to have a WORD with these interlopers...

Jaune: Okay.

Salem rose from her chair, set her clipboard and pen aside before approaching team RWBY.

Salem: I am busy, so if you have any business with me that does not revolve around mortal combat... please see my secretary and schedule an appointment.

Yang leans backwards and gazes out the door to see a desk, that she could have sworn was not there before, off to one side of the door, stationed by a rather annoyed looking Beowulf in a skirt and blouse. A mug of coffee in its hand.

Ruby: And if it is about... mortal combat?

Salem: Then I will have to ask you to leave or the authorities will be called.

R_BY: ...

Weiss: Are you accepting additional clients? Maybe even couples sessions?

Salem: Those can be arranged. Please speak to my secretary and once I've finished this session I will come to see you.

R_BY: ...

[novankenn]

Arc ladies (Harley mom Au) vs Cindere (Yandere Cinder). That's all I got.

Hmmm... this could be interesting.

/=/

Cinder Fall was obsessed. Ever since she arrived at Beacon for the Vytal festival and saw Jaune Arc she couldn't concentrate on anything. Her days were consumed with finding ways to bump into him. To get him alone, and to keep... them away from him.

Hearing that Jaune planned to ask Weiss to the dance set her off. Why was he so consumed by that white hair pillow princess when a REAL woman was so close to him? Why the Schnee over her?

Weiss: Cinder?

Cinder: Hello Weiss, can we have a... chat?

Weiss: (hissing at Cinder's burning touch.) About... ah...?

Cinder: Jaune.

Weiss: I don't...

Cinder: No you don't, BUT you will guide him to me! Understand Schnee?

Weiss: But...

Cinder: (snarling) There is no buts! Unless of course you think...

Weiss: Think? (trying to twist away from Cinder's grip) Think about what?

Cinder: Think... you're accident proof...

????: (singing)

Cinder: ...

Weiss: ...

Mama Arc (Harley Quinn) : Hello, ladies!

Cinder: (releases Weiss) Hello?

Weiss: Mrs Arc, how... how are you?

Mama Arc: I'm doing alright, hold on!

Harley tilts her head, and purses her lips as if either in deep thought or hearing an important conversation.

Mama Arc: So I should tie Weiss up with her hair and give her to Saphie for punishment, while taking out...

Weiss: ...

Mama Arc: (points at Cinder and makes a come closer gesture. ) What's your name sweetheart?

Cinder: Cinder. Cinder Fall.

Mama Arc: ... Cinder for a shopping trip? I could.

Cinder: (leans in to whisper to Weiss) Is this REALLY Jaune's mom?

Weiss: Ye... *ahem* yes.

Cinder: She seems a bit...

Mama Arc: Sorry ladies. Voices. They can be so intrusive at times. Anyway what were we discussing?

Cinder: Ah...

Weiss: Cinder was mentioning how she WANTS my help to get Jaune to ask her to the Vytal Dance!

Mama Arc: Is that so?

Weiss: Ye... yes?

Cinder: ...

Mama Arc: That's so sweet of you Princess! You just gained some points!

Weiss: Points? What points?

Mama Arc: Keep Utena away from me... points.

Weiss: I'll be going! Nice to see you again Mrs Arc! Cinder... good luck!

Cinder: Good... luck?

Mama Arc: Now. You're interested in my puddin' are you?

Cinder: Yes?

Mama Arc: Is he... interested in you?

Cinder: Yes!

Mama Arc: Don't lie to me sweetie.

Cinder: I'm not! We're meant to be together! We are!

Mama Arc: I see. I see.

Cinder: ...

Mama Arc: We have a little problem then don't we?

Cinder: Problem? What problem?

Mama Arc: Well, I know bad, when I see it, sweetie.

Cinder: See bad?

Mama Arc: I can, and sweetie you have bad written all over you, which begs the question...

Cinder: Question?

Mama Arc: Are you generally bad, or are you possessive keep my puddin' from his family bad? You look like the possessive bad, to me.

Cinder: I would never, hurt Jaune like that!

Mama Arc: Really? That's good to know. Good to know. You can ask my puddin' out to the dance, and I'll even give you an hint on how to make sure he says yes.

Cinder: HOW?!?

Mama Arc: Be direct. Ask him to go to the dance with you as your date. No subtle shit. Direct. understood?

Cinder: Yes.

Mama Arc: Oh and Cinder?

Cinder: Yes?

Mama Arc: Treat him right, because if you hurt him...

Cinder: (eyes going wide when the mallet appeared out of nowhere)

Mama Arc: Am I... understood?

Cinder: Yes. I understand completely.

Mama Arc: Good. Oh, meet me at the bullhead pads in two hours.

Cinder: Ah... why?

Mama Arc: 'Cause we're going shopping! You'll need the perfect dress for the dance if you're going with my puddin'!

[novankenn]

Imagine the Arc sisters(Harley arc family) Each pick a girl they think would be best ro date their brother while the girls look on in confusion and Jaune is just blushing in the corner. (Bonus points if none of the crazy sisters pick Pyrrha but Saffron quietly tells Pyrrha she is rooting for her. Also everyone dunking on Weiss.)

Jaune was hiding, behind the locked door of his dorm's bathroom, as the entirety of his immediate family... YES all of them... was currently having a "discussion " in the common room about his love life.

Mama (Harley Quinn) Arc: Girls... GIRLS!

The arguing voices quieted.

Mama Arc: Now we ALL know that our love-bunny-wunny has a hard time speaking to girls, and let's be honest that's because of us. I mean how can he EVER hope to find anyone as perfect for him as we are!

Arc Sisters: DAMN RIGHT!

Mama Arc: Now, be that as it may, our puddin' needs someone to watch over him, to cuddle, pamper and hold him when none of us are around... so... please present your personally chosen candidates. Jinx...

Jinx: That's me!

Mama Arc: You're first.

Jinx: the choice is simple. He needs someone chaotic and energetic. Someone that will always remind him of us so... I chose...

Nora: ME??? But I'm with Re...

Jinx: We offer explosives, pancakes and breaking stuff!

Nora: That include legs?

Jinx: Of Course!

Nora: I'm IN!

Mama Arc: Interesting choice. Tiny Tina you're next. Who do you...

Tiny Tina: SHE WAS MY CHOICE!!!! Mom Jinx took my idea!

Jinx: Snooze you loose!

Mama Arc: Girls behave! No fighting!

Jinx & Tiny Tina: Sorry.

Mama Arc: Do you have a second choice?

Tiny Tina: Well...

Ruby: ME!?!?!?

Tiny Tina: Yeppers.

Ruby: Why?

Tiny Tina: You're smart, cute, adorable, and like guns. You're almost as perfect... no on second thought you are PERECT!!

Ruby: Um... thank you?

Mama Arc: You are right she is adorably cute, and oh I can just see the GRANDBABIES!!!

Ruby: EEP!!!

Mama Arc: Saphron, you're next.

Saphron: I refuse. We have no right to be interfering in Jaune's love life, and besides we came here to SEE Jaune, not matchmake!

Mama Arc: We can do both dear, but I accept you decision.

Saphron: (Whispering) You better make your move soon red...

Pyrrha: (Whispering) What?

Saphron: (Whispering) You heard me. Make your move... I'm rooting for you.

Pyrrha: (Whispering) Ah... um... th...thank... you?

Mama Arc: Now while Saphron plots like a traitor, you're up Rebecca.

Rebecca: The girl I picked is the best! She's the strong silent type and kick ass enough to keep Jaune safe from everything, even man stealing homewrecking hussies!

Neo: 😵‍💫⁉️😵‍💫

Mama Arc: Is she okay?

Rebecca: She's... hey! Get back here!

Neo: 😝🤑😝

Mama Arc: No shooting in the hallways!!! Ah whatever. Joan...

Joan: Jeanne and I are making a joint choice for Jaune.

Jeanne: That is correct, and we expect everyone to respect and accept our... choice.

Mama Arc: You mean suggestion.

Joan & Jeanne: Choice.

Mama Arc: Okay. And who is this... choice?

Joan & Jeanne: Her!

Yang: ME?!?!?

Joan & Jeanne: Yes. You.

Yang: But I don't like VB like that!

Joan & Jeanne: VB?

Yang: It's Jaune's nickname...

Ruby & Weiss: Don't Yang!

Yang: ... Vomit Boy.

Joan: We may have made a mistake.

Jeanne: We must correct it.

Yang: Huh?

Joan: Burning at the stake?

Jeanne: It is fitting.

Jeanne and Joan each hook one of Yang's arms and start walking out of the room with her.

Yang: Hey! Unhand me! Let me go!

Mama Arc: Saphron, can you get Jaune and get a stay of execution, please dear?

Saphron: Yes, mom. Come on Red, let's get you... partner.

Mama Arc: Saphron.... any way. Utena you're next.

Utena: Jaune needs someone adventurous and exotic, and I choose her!

Blake: ME????

Utena: Yes.

Blake: But why?

Utena: Cause.

Blake: That's not a reason!

Mama Arc: Ah, Utena IF Blake is your suggestion, why are you holding Ms... Schnee's hand?

Utena: She's seen the error of her ways... but needs some more correction...

Weiss: Help me?

Mama Arc: Ah... Utena... fine. But don't break her too much. She has classes in the morning.

Weiss: Help me?

Mama Arc: Well as I have seen your choices, I shall reveal mine as well. I choose... HER!

Glynda: I... refuse! This is unacceptable!

Mama Arc: My puddin' needs a mature and motherly figure in his life. You're perfect and... this is non-negotiable...