Jaune: *Reading a letter that looks like it's from 538 AD* Damn. My older sisters have abdicated the throne leaving me to it, and if I want to take I'll have to marry before this year's end.
Pyrrha: I volunteer!
Weiss: Wait, what the fuck do you mean "Abdicated the Throne?"
Jaune: Well, Pyrrha, I appreciate that, but I think it'd bring too much spotlight onto you- you're always complaining about being put on a pedestal, and I don't want to drag you even further away from normal people.
Weiss: No, Seriously, what the fuck did you mean?
Pyrrha: Jaune, I don't want you to be alone either. I'm already your Partner at Beacon, and as such It doesn't seem like a terrible idea. We've already lived some time together.
Weiss: AM I CHOPPED LIVER- *Scroll Rings* Yes, mother, Hello?
Jaune: That ... that means a lot to me, Pyrrha, but it'd also require you to move into my home, with all my sisters - because I'm not going to force them out - and I don't want to steal you away from your family.
Jaune: Not that they couldn't come, of course, but, well, you know.
Weiss: Who's prismeya- ARC?!?- Marry her Son!?! Has the world gone mad- was that Whitley? What'd he say? 'Dibs' The fuck does he mean dibs- No, I have Jaune right here- put Whitley on the Phone!
Pyrrha: It wouldn't be a problem. It's not as if moving to your home would mean we lose our house. I could always visit, anyway. I have the funds.
Weiss: "Finally doing my own thing" shut UP Whitley! No, way, in fact, he's already attempted to court me- it CAN be rectified you little twerp! Listen to this-
Jaune: That's ... not a bad reason ... but I don't want you to feel obligated to do this. I care to much about you to let you tie yourself to me for no reason.
Weiss: Nonononono! I can do this! It's been asked of ME SPECIFICALLY TO FULFILL FOR DUTY AS A SCHNEE AND THE HONOR OF OUR NAME!
Pyrrha: Actually Jaune, there's something I've been meaning to tell you-
Weiss and Pyrrha: Jaune, I'm in love with you!
Weiss: *Looks at Pyrrha, scared*
Pyrrha: *If looks could kill, the Schnees would be six feet under*
Jaune: ... Uh ... W-Well ... *Buzz* ... One moment please-
(Message from: Mom) Hey Sweety! Do mama a favor and marry anyone and everyone you want, Okay? Hugs and Kisses~
Jaune: ... Well I've got good news for both of you-













