So how was Winter's first meeting with Acheius and knowing she has 10 brothers and sisters now

arc-misadventures answered:

Uhh… Whitely, Jaune, Weiss, Jeanne, Saphire, Luna, Angela, Thiriana, Carol, Saphron, and Janette.

That’s… Eleven. Eleven siblings in total.

This should be fun.

Revelations Unexpected

Specialist Winter Schnee was putting her gear away in her locker when her dear friend came by to talk with her.

: Nice job out there, Winter.

Winter: Thanks. You did a great job out there too Cinder.

Specialist Cinder Fall, was a girl who came from a rough background, but she struggled, and fought her way through all of that to become one of Atlas's top Specialists, and one of Winter’s dearest friends.

Cinder: Still not good enough though.

Winter: Why is that? You handled taking down that pack of Beowulf's flawlessly. Did you get hurt?

Cinder: No. I accidentally melted the ground underneath my feet again; I nearly slipped, and fell flat on my face. Again.

Winter: Ahh, this again. Might I recommend training on your foot work on an ice rink later? I can send my summons after you if it helps.

Cinder: That’s a great idea. Thanks, I'd really appreciate that Winter.

Winter: My pleasure. What do you say we do it…?

(Ping, Ping, Ping~!)

Their conversation was quickly cut short by an unexpected caller.

Cinder: Is that you?

Winter: Yes, it’s my… It’s my mother…?

Cinder: Your mother? What could that drunkard want?

Winter: Probably wants me to help to get her some sort of expensive bottle of vodka for her again. Hold on… Hello, Mother.

Willow: Hello, Winter. You’re… You’re looking well.

Winter: Thank you. You’re looking… Sober? Are you planning on fixing that; Did you call me to get you another expensive vodka, or something else of the sort?

Willow: No, nothing like that. In fact, I think I’m going to stop drinking from now on.

Winter: You are?

Willow: It would be for the best if I did. In the meantime I wanted to talk with you.

Winter: About what?

Willow: I can’t tell you over the scroll, this is a private matter we need to discuss.

Winter: This isn’t some sort of ploy by father to get me back into the SDC is it?

Willow: Haa… I am such a terrible mother, aren’t I…

Winter was about to respond with curt, and blunt, ‘Yes.’ But, stopped when she noticed that her mother’s gaze was drawn elsewhere as a soft smile spread across her face before her attention returned to Winter.

Apparently her mother wasn’t alone, but then there was a question to be asked: Who was she with?

Winter: …

Willow: It has nothing to do with the SDC, or Jacques, Winter, but… I need to… I have to tell you this… So please… Can we talk?

Winter: …

Winter: Very well… We can talk.

Willow: Really?

Winter: Yes, I will talk with you. I’ll be home within the hour.

Willow: Oh, I’m not at home, I’m in a hotel right now. I’ll send you directions, and we can talk when you’re here.

Winter: You’re not at home; Why?

Willow: I’ll explain when you get here. Okay?

Winter: Very well. I will be there swiftly.

Willow: I’ll see you soon. Oh! And, Winter?

Winter: Yes?

Willow: I love you. Bye.

(Click~!)

Winter stood looking dumbfounded at the screen as she heard those three simple words echo in her mind for what seemed like an eternity.

Winter: …?

Cinder: That was… Weird…

Winter: That’s putting it lightly. Mother is sober, she isn’t at home, and she wants to talk to me…

Cinder: And, she said she loves you.

Winter: Yes… That too… Whatever it is she wants to talk about, it must be serious. Quite serious.

Cinder: Do you want me to come with you?

Winter: No, but can you be on standby? I’ll send you a signal if things get hairy.

Cinder: Will do. I’ll try, and see if I can get some of the other Specialist’s to help me.

Winter: Thanks Cinder. I appreciate it.

Cinder: Hey, we’re best friends, of course I’ll always have your back.

Winter: And, I’ll always have your back if you ever need me.

Cinder: I know. Now, get going. Let me know how it goes.

Winter: Alright, here goes nothing.

~~~

Winter stood before the door to the hotel room her mother was currently staying at. Looking about to make sure she wasn’t being followed. After checking her surroundings she decided now was time to take the plunge.

Winter: Hmm… This place is rather pedestrian for mother’s taste. So why would she be here? Is she hiding? Hmm… Well, best just ask her herself.

(Knock knock)

(Click)

Willow:  Hel… Winter! You’re here!

The door opened just a crack before bursting wide open to see her mother with a wide, and happy smile. She was about to rush forward, and hug her daughter, but quickly stopped herself as she noticed Winter's cold gaze.

Winter: Hello Mother. Care to explain what this is all about?

Willow: O-Of course. Please, come in.

As Winter came in, she noticed a duo of blonde’s, one male, and one female in the room. Apparently these two must be the ones her mother was talking to when she called her. The woman looked at her with a hint of excitement, and curiosity in her eyes. As for the man, he seemed to be looking for something when he looked upon her, but what he was looking for was the question.

Willow: Oh, these are some dear friends of mine. Allow me to introduce Juniper Arc, and her husband, Acheius Arc.

Juniper: Oh, I have been waiting to meet you for so long!

Winter: Have you now?

Juniper: Well, for at least a month.

Winter: I see.

Acheius: Hello, Winter.

Winter: Hello, Mr. Arc.

Acheius: …

Winter: …?

Willow’s gaze darted between the three before her. The awkward stiffness that hung in the air between them was palatable. Broken only by the nervous stuttering from her mother.

Willow: W-Why don’t we sit down, and I can explain why I asked you to come here.

Winter: Very well.

Willow sat down on the couch with Acheius, and Juniper sitting beside her. Winter raised an inquisitive eye at this as she took a seat in the chair opposite of them. Silence hung in the air for a minute as Willow's gaze darted between the three of them, but soon stopped as she turned over to see, Juniper gently grasping her hand, and giving her a calming, and reassuring smile.

Juniper: It’s okay, we’re here for you.

Willow returned her smile as she took a deep breath before she turned to address her daughter.

Willow: Okay… Winter… I have to be blunt with you, there’s no other way to say this, but… Jacques Schnee is not your biological father.

Winter: …

Winter: What…?

Winter: I-I’m not Jacques’s daughter…?!

Willow: No… No you’re not… Remember how I’ve told you how you were born prematurely?

Winter: Yes, you have. Am I to assume that wasn’t the case?

Willow: No, no you didn’t. You were born right on time. You see, one month before my wedding t… That thing. Juniper here took me, and some of our friends out for a little hen party.

Winter: A hen party? What is that?

Juniper: A stag party, but for girls.

Winter: I see…

Juniper: So… When the party was over, and everyone was heading home, I was still in the mood for some fun, and so was Willow. So, I dragged her along with me to the hotel I was staying at, and when we got here… Well I got a little handsy with Willow. And, shortly after that my husband came to see us, and… Well, we…

Winter: Had sex? I’m a grown woman Mrs. Arc. I can handle such foul language being spoken to me. 

Juniper: I bet you can. But, can you say the same when it involves your own mother, and is about the night of your conception?

Winter held eyes with the Arc matriarch for a moment before looking away with a faint blush on her face.

Winter: I would prefer not to, but I can if I must.

Juniper: Very well then.

Winter: So, the three of you had a threesome, and you were impregnated during said threesome. That would mean that you would be my father?

Acheius: Indeed I am, Winter. And, if you’re willing to, I would love to get to know you.

Winter: How can you even prove you are my father? This is just speculation, how do you know that I wasn’t really an early birth, hmm?

Acheius: What’s your blood type?

Winter: O-.

Acheius: And, your parents?

Winter: Both of them are, B+.

Acheius: And, both of your siblings, what about them?

Winter: B+… What blood type are you…?

Acheius: O-.

Winter: This isn’t possible…

Acheius: Look, I know this all sounds crazy, and the circumstances are at best happenstance. But… I see it as it is; That you are actually my daughter, and I’m your estranged father. And, if you want proof that we are actually related, then let's go have a DNA test. That way we can see whether, or not this is true.

Juniper: I thought you did believe she was your daughter?

Acheius: I do believe that she is my daughter; everything adds up too nicely to make it seem like it's some sort of elaborate lie. And, I am more than willing to put my life on the line if it means I can save either of them, just like I feel for the rest of my family. But, if Winter needs proof that it is, or isn’t true. Well, let’s go see if it is. So, what do you say, Winter; do you want to find out if all of this madness is true, or just a lie?

Winter looked at the three of them, each of them had this pleading look of hope in their eyes. Whether they were hoping that she would agree to this test, or that she wasn't Jacques daughter, and was really Acheius’s daughter she couldn’t tell. But, she still had some questions to ask.

Winter: If… If this is true… Why didn’t you tell me, either of them for that matter, that I am potentially his daughter?

Willow: When this happened, Juniper had recently had her fourth daughter by the time I found out you weren’t Jacques daughter. What did you want me to do, burst into their home, and tell them that you were Acheius's child? I couldn’t risk that… They’ve been happily married for years now, I didn’t want to break that up. Besides, no one, but myself knew you were not Jacques daughter. Everyone thought you were just born early. So, I shut my mouth, and told no one, and I was happy with that.

Winter: You were happy that I wasn’t, Jacques daughter?

Willow: At the time I was just happy that you were a healthy baby girl. Whether, or not Jacques, or Acheius was your father didn’t matter to me. Just that you were mine. However, after what your father did to me, you, your siblings, and to our families legacy… Well, would you feel a little better if it turned out he wasn’t your father?

Winter: …

Winter: I would feel a little better knowing I wasn’t related to him… Haaa… Fine, let’s go to the academy, we can get our DNA test there. Your argument on how this man could be my father makes sound sense. But, it could simply be a highly elaborate lie to trick me. If you are going to convince me that you are my biological father, then you must prove it to be true. Is that acceptable?

Acheius: I’m willing to believe what Willow said is true. But, I gotta admit, I want to see if we really are father, and daughter, so let’s get going.

Winter: Alright then.

~~~

Cinder: Okay, I have several questions.

Winter: And, those are?

Winter’s focus was mostly at the console sitting before her as she typed in a series of commands for the computer to execute.

Cinder: Why did we take a blood sample from that guy, and who is he at that? Who’s the woman standing next to him? Why is your mother wearing a hoodie trying to hide her identity? Why did we take a blood sample from her too? And, why are you bringing up your own medical records?

Winter: Several questions indeed… Okay, promise me you won’t tell anyone about this?

Cinder: Okay.

Winter: No, I’m serious, Cinder. You can’t tell anyone anything about what I’m about to tell you.

Cinder: Are you serious?

Winter gave her friend a cold gaze, one carved from ice, and stone. Cinder’s eyes widened in fear for a moment before she placed her hand over her heart, and said:

Cinder: I Cinder Fall swear upon my life that death will take me before I reveal the secrets you have told me.

Winter stared at the serious face her friend displayed before as she made her vow. Her eyes watched her friend intently before Winter broke into a small fit of laughter.

Winter: Hahaha~! Okay, I appreciate your sincerity Cindy, but don’t you think that’s a bit much?

Cinder: Maybe. But hey, I got you to relax a bit now didn’t I?

Winter: That you did.

Cinder: So, what’s going on Winnie?

Winter: …

Winter: Well, to answer your questions: The man there is, Acheius Arc, the woman next to him is his wife, Juniper Arc. The reason my mom is hiding her identity is because well, she’s in hiding…

Cinder: She is, why?

Winter: The Arc couple more, or less snatched her away from my family's home.

Cinder: Snatched? Wait… Did they kidnap her?!

Winter: No, they just wanted to take my mother away from our family’s home, and to get her away from father so they could talk.

Cinder: About what?

(Beep, Beep!)

Winter: T-This…

Winter pointed to the screen before her as a shocked look enveloped her face. Cinder noticed the shocked expression on her friend's face before she looked at the screen herself. On the screen it showed three separate DNA samples, one from her mother, one from Acheius Arc, and the last was one from Winter herself. Cinder’s eyes scanned the screen lightly reading over the words presented before her. However, her eyes widened in shock as one single sentence flashed before her.

“DNA Match Confirmed.”

Juniper: Oh gods…

Willow: It’s true… It’s really true!

Acheius: …

Cinder: W-W-Winter…?! What the hell is this…?!!

Winter: Cinder Fall… may I introduce to you my real biological father… Archeius Arc…

Acheius: Hi.

Cinder: Your father?! This man is your biological father?! When the fuck did this happen?!

Acheius: About twenty-three years ago.

Cinder: You shut it! Winter are you okay? This is… This is huge!

Winter: …

Winter: I… I don’t know… My father… Jacques is… is an absolute heartless bastard who doesn’t give a damn about anyone, not even his own family. He will use, abuse, and exploit anything, and anyone for a quick Lien… and, here’s a man… A man who I have known for not even a day, who has said he would willingly sacrifice himself if it meant it would save either me, or my mother. I… I… How do you think I should handle this, Cinder?!

Cinder: One step at a time?

Winter: It’s a very big first step though…

Acheius: Winter, may I offer up a suggestion?

Winter: You may.

Acheius: I’m not going to tell you, you have to start calling me dad, or anything. But, I want you, as well as your mother to come back with us where we can get to know one another. Do some father daughter bonding, get to know one another, and see how things go from there. And, if you want, we can become a proper family, or we can forget about all of this, and go back to being complete strangers. What do you say?

Winter: …

Winter: Very well… I will come with you. I’ll need to talk to General Ironwood to obtain a leave of absence first though.

Juniper: Wonderful! Ohh~! I can’t wait for you to meet all of your new brother, and sisters!

Winter: Brother, and sisters; How many kids did you have?

Juniper: Eight.

Winter: E-E-Eight?!

Cinder: You’re kidding right?

Juniper: Yep! One boy, and seven girls~!

Winter: …

Cinder: Well… Explains why it only took one night for you to be conceived, Winter…

Juniper: Yeah… I would have had way more children if the last one didn’t make me infertile… Haa if only… But… Say, Willow…?

Willow: Yes…?

Juniper: You wouldn’t be interested in giving Winter another sibling, would you~?

Willow: Well… M-Maybe…

Winter: Mom?!

///

Jaune: To be perfectly honest, Mr. Schnee, what you're doing could be classified as embezzlement.

Jacques: (Scoffs) Embezzlement? My dear boy, I am the successor of the Schnee Dust Company, chosen by Nicholas Schnee himself in the event his daughter, my wife, proved to be unable to function, which is something only possible after enough Six Swans has been consumed~.

Shareholders: (Laugh)

Jaune: Well, what if I told you that there was another successor, someone who has no idea Nicholas Schnee is their father?

Jacques: What are you talking about?

Salem's preliminary sieges have begun, and the opening battle goes bad in a BIG way. With Jaune the only one left standing (ignoring the serious injuries he really should be getting looked at), he takes it upon himself to protect his friends while they recover in the hospital.

So what if the sand in his armor seems more like rust to him? So what if the injuries in his throat make him sound decades older than he is? So what if protecting them means sliding his mental health backwards into the Rusted Knight? It's fine. He's fine. Good thing Dr. Klein is around to make sure he doesn't have to protect them alone.

TEEN WINTER COMFORTING YOUNG WEISS AND A YOUNGER WHITLEY WHILE JACQUES AND WILLOW FIGHT.

WINTER TELLING WHITLEY, WILLOW, AND KLEIN THAT WEISS FELL INTO THE VOID AND IS GONE AND IS BREAKING DOWN ABOUT NOT BEING ABLE TO SAVE WEISS. (Not really but they don't know that) WEISS REUNITING WITH WINTER, WHITLEY, WILLOW, AND KLEIN IN VOLUME TEN.

Lisa: Lisa Lavender here with a breaking update.” Behind her three bold print capital ‘P’s appear on the screen. “That’s correct folks, Pyrrha’s Problematic Polyamory. New pictures have leaked onto the CCT showing several members eating various foods OFF of Jaune Arc’s abs.”

#A picture of pajama clad Ruby curled up against a shirtless Jaune. She is picking up a chocolate chip cookie from his abs while he is holding a glass of milk in one hand while reading a blurred out comic in the other.

#A picture of Blake, yukata slid off her shoulders displaying her toned back muscles. She is bending down towards a blindfolded Jaune, a small piece of what looks like fried fish in her lips. The network has blurred where his hand is obviously inside the yukata, gripping the Bellabooty.

#Another picture of a shirtless Jaune, his head in Ren’s lap, while Nora pours syrup on a stack of pancakes laying on his abs.

#A last picture, more of it censored than visible, but you can tell from the long red hair that it is Pyrrha. What you can see if Jaune is his face, his eyes closed and lips pursed in pleasure, part of his chest, and one of his hands holding an ice cream scoop.

*Weiss hops into Pyrrha’s lap*

Weiss: “I assumed one of us would need to perform our SOP apology prevention maneuver.” *starts to get up but the champion holds her where she is*

Pyrrha: “I’m not sorry about that, but I’ll take the kiss anyway.”

Lisa: “So it appears that Jaune Arc may NOT be creating a harem for himself, as many have speculated, and may in fact be the victim in all of this.” The large screen gets muted.

Jaune: “Not thrilled about being called a victim here.”

Pyrrha: “I am livid by that woman calling our relationship problematic.”

Weiss: “Would another kiss help?”

Pyrrha: “Very much, thank you.”

Yang: “What I don’t get is we’ve ALL taken turns being plates for people.”

Nora: “Even Ruby.”

Ruby: “Yeah!”

Yang: “By why is it only Vomit-Boy’s pics are being broadcast?” *at Blake’s glare* “What?”

Blake: “You used that nickname again.” *Yang’s eyes grow wide and she leaps up from her seat to run to Jaune*

Yang: “I’m sorry mmmm” *Jaune performs SOP on Yang, who comes away smiling* “I thought that was only for P-Money.”

Jaune: “Nope.”

Ruby: “Yang’s slip of the tongue…”

Nora: “Which led to Jaune slipping her some tongue…”

Ruby: “…aside. Why do they seem focused on Jaune?”

Ren: *looks thoughtful while rubbing his chin* “You don’t suppose…no it couldn’t be her.”

…..somewhere on Remnant…..

Neo shivers a little. She looks around her ‘command center’ pausing long enough to watch the screen showing her bank balance growing steadily.

Neo: (Maybe I should switch the focus for a bit? Let some of the others be in the limelight for a while? The human golden retriever is a hot commodity but all of the Octuple are lookers.)

Chime

*Neo looks down at her scroll*

To: I8daicecream

From: 7in1

Subject: Downpayment received.

::Here are the first set of pictures you requested. Nothing that could cause the young Schnee undo embarrassment, as stipulated, but at least one from every year starting with her first.::

Neo rubbed her hands together in a chaos goblin-esqu manner as she watched the upload.

…..back in the Xiao-Long home…..

Chime

Weiss: *reluctantly breaks her kiss to check her scroll* “That’s odd.”

Pyrrha: “What is it, my love?”

Weiss: “Someone linked my personal account to another bank. A bank my father doesn’t do business with. And woah…”

Ruby: “Weiss?”

Weiss comforting Ruby when Ruby's feeling overwhelmed ❤️🤍