~•Who's RWBY's owner? Not me. That's for sure•~

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They stood there, like a garden of statues. An aura of intensity permeating the air. Deathly still, and an awkward silence to back it up. Along for the ride were the most serious faces reserved only for Grimm invasions. Onlookers would often times find themselves staring at this bizarre sight with confusion and worry. While the maids secretly try to divert their attention, so as to protect the huntresses' dignity.

They watched this Maid inch ever so closer to Jaune, still walking towards their table. Feeling like the world itself slowed down just to highlight the event. Her heels seeming to echo all throughout the cafe, an echo that fills the air like a clock's ill-fated tick, counting down to destruction. The student's world appearing to silence itself, leaving them with only one perpetuating sound. With each step taken, the Maid brings unease to the minds of the seven girls, leering with focus and intensity. All the while, Jaune kept waving at her with a kind smile. Though, by the look of his progressively lowering hand, it seems he's slowly losing his energy.

And then... there's Cinder. With the world's most deadliest side-glare she could give. Practically wishing for the Maid's death and utter destruction with every second's passing. A dark, and menacing aura emanating off of her. One eye hidden by the sudden appearance of shadows, and the other shining red with fire and blood.
All of which, obviously, Jaune doesn't notice.

Meanwhile, out in the Emerald Forest. Two Beowolves stopped in their tracks to observe an odd sensation coming from the center of Vale. Attracted by the immense and intense scent of wishful death, they started to make their way. But, alas... They were quickly vanquished by a mustached, axe-wielding, and astonishingly handsome huntsman, lugging a fairly large cage on his back. Who this huntsman may be, we will never know. As he went on his merry way, searching for his next prey.

There was a twitch of the eye. Brought on by worrying ire. Frustration, bitten with doubt. "Scheisse!" Weiss seethed, still glaring at the Maid. Earning Ruby's attention.

"Weiss?"

"Scheisse! Scheisse! Scheisse!" Weiss quietly slammed her palm on the table with each word. Her eyes closed, and her mind fuming.

"Woah, woah, Weiss? What- What are you.. saying? What does that even mea-" Weiss opened her eyes, blue meeting silver, instantly locking with one another. Ruby flinched in response. Weiss's hand suddenly shot through the air gripping the side of Ruby's hoodie, and pulling her close until they were face to face. Their noses almost making contact.

Pale blue eyes set in a razor-edged blaze of a scowl. "Ruby! Do you have any idea how bad of a state we're in!?" She seethed in a hushed tone. Trying to contain the volume of her frustration.

"Uh..." Ruby, obviously startled, hesitated in her answer. Her eyes flashed with a hint of panic, causing a small bead of sweat to slowly descend on the side of her face. "Yyyeeesss...?" A sheepish smile following the answer. Weiss further narrowed her eyes, leaning in to present her doubt and test her resolve. A resolve that lasted all but a second. "Okay! I don't know!" Ruby whined. Causing Weiss to loosen her grip, immediately leading to a face palm. "One second, I was drinking my choco-milk, and then the next, everyone suddenly started looking at this girl, and I didn't want to be left out! And then you started screaming this weird word, and then you screamed at me, and-"

Weiss released an irritated growl, her fingers curling. "Are you as oblivious as that dunce!?" She shrieked, scowling at Ruby, a finger pointed towards the blonde idiot. "Can't you see what's happening?" Her tone slightly taking on a pleading tone, bringing her hands in front of her in a gesture of begging for an adequate answer.

Ruby stared back in annoyance. "Nooo~!" She slowly declared with an equally slow condescending shake of her head. "I told you, I don't know~!" Weiss tiredly sighed as she dropped her head on the table. "Why is everybody so serious about this!? It's just a maid. We have one too. I don't get what the big deal is." Ruby crossed her arms. Leaning back with a pout. Annoyed by Weiss's sudden behavior. Undoubtedly confused as to why everyone is just so intensely attentive at some lady. "Jaune also got a maid, whoop-de-doo! Ring the alarms. Call the police. Jeez! Can't a growing girl drink her milkshake in peace?"

Weiss sat back up. Her back straightened and her poise assured. Breathing slowly, and deeply with her eyes closed, her palms flat against each other. Pressing the tips of her index fingers against her lips. "Ruby..." She started, a lot more calmer than before, pointing her still clasped hands towards Ruby. "Do you even see the maid?" Gently tilting her head to accentuate the question.

"Yeah, duh. Of course I see the maid. We've been watching her for like.. an hour.. I think... Maybe like thirty, or twenty minut-"

"Then how come you don't understan-" Ruby recoiled as Weiss' poise broke. The vexed heiress stopping herself before she could finish her banshee-like shriek, and just as quickly regained that poise. Ruby slowly lowering her arms from their defensive posture, while her tense form relaxed. Weiss closed her eyes to take another deep breath. "Ruby..." She began again. "Can't you see how.. plump.. this maid is?" Weiss asked. Silently growling with the word.

"Wut?"

"How she's more..." Weiss paused to calm her breathing. "Ugh.. Filled out?" Ruby stared at her, tilting her head in confusion. Weiss sighed before she started gesturing towards her chest, then moving her hand up and down making a fairly large mound.

The action making Ruby give out an expression of revelation. "Oh, yeah. Now that you've mentioned it, I did see her boobies. They're pretty hard to miss, I mean, did you see them bounce? They were like Boing!-Boing!-Boing!." Ruby babbled like a child. Moving her hands to emphasize the 'Boing!'

"Well- Yes. But, I was being more subtle about it." Weiss commented with a considerate tone, awkwardly looking off to the side, letting out a small cough through her fist as she finished.

"I bet she drinks a lot of milk." Ruby absentmindedly said. Taking a slurp from her choco-milk, pausing midway to briefly stare at it, before pushing it towards Weiss's side. "I think you need this more than I do." She faintly mumbled.

Weiss grumbled something before quickly, but gently, pushing it back towards Ruby. "Never mind that. Now do you get why this-" She gestured towards the Maid's still lively mounds. "-is a bad thing?" Her sharp tone returning.

"Yeeaah... Yeah, no.. No, I still don't get it." Weiss sighed, exasperated. Ruby leaned back, eyeing nothing in particular. "So she's got big boobs. So what?" She shrugged, her voice laced with unconcern. Grabbing a cookie for a bite. "What's that got to do with Jaune?" She mumbled, chewing on the cookie.

"It's got everything to do with Jaune!" Weiss slammed both of her palms on the table. Startling Ruby once more. Her attention perking up, however insouciant. "Once that maid arrives, he'll melt!"

"Like ice-cream?"

"Into a puddle of stuttering, mumbling, bumbling, babbling, and blushing mess." She explained with a serious voice and sharpened eyes.

"That's a weird puddle."

An image of Jaune acting like an idiotic doofus who can barely function when in the presence of a beautiful woman crossed through Weiss's head. "He'll be too much of a nervous wreck because of this woman."

"Oh, woe is Jaune."

Weiss continued. "So much, that he'll forget that there's a girl sitting right across from him, watching the whole time as he overindulge in pampering this maid like a drooling dog!" She paused to take a breather.

"If he does that, do you think Jaune will be as cute as Zwei?"

Weiss ignored her. "I don't know what this girl wants with Jaune, but getting ignored by your date in favour of ogling at another woman, is far from just being irritating..." Ruby opened her mouth. "And, No. That was not from experience." Weiss quickly added.

"Didn't think you would." Ruby quietly, and faintly retorted.

"Jaune will just keel over like a wet candle." Weiss muttered bitterly.

"Is that even an analogy?"

"Ruby! Were you even listening!?"

"Uh-huh. Yeah, totally, Weiss. Yeah, yeah. Jaune's date is totally doomed because some big boobed lady is coming... And then some femme fatale with nefarious plans will totally invade Beacon with a Grimm Dragon, and will totally succeed. Did I forget anything?" Ruby sarcastically said with a smirk. Still unconcerned.

Weiss made a suppressed noise of anger. "Ruby! Can't you take this seriously!?" She stared straight into Ruby's annoyed eyes. "Your friend, your first friend, is about to embarrass himself and his first 'Date'!" Weiss made air-quotes, before leaning forward on the table. Setting her elbows down, leaving her hands in the air. Leaving a posture fit for a debate. "Not only is he gonna Hurt her feelings, but he's also going to make a fool of himself, more so than he already is!" Ruby winced at the insult, making Weiss grimace lightly before shaking off the guilt. Leaving room for silence. Ruby stared at Weiss, waiting, as she slurped from her straw.
Weiss lowered her arms, unconsciously laying them across each other. Taking a breather. Her eyes softened. "He's going to ruin his first, his very first 'Date', just because some lady turned him into a limp, bloody-nosed noodle." She calmed herself. Pacing her breathing. Weiss let her gaze to wander off to the side. Giving more space for silence to roam.

Ruby grabbed another cookie. Looking around to see that the rest of her friends are still stuck in their poses. Ruby pushed herself up from her seat, leaving one knee on the seat as she stood up, getting that extra height to check up on Jaune's situation. "That maid sure is taking her time." She mumbled to herself, sitting back down. Hearing a sigh, Ruby returned her attention back to Weiss.

"Ruby... I don't know if this 'Date' is real or not, even though my mind is already coming up with several reasons as to why this is the latter," Giving it a an apologetic chuckle. "but.. if for whatever reason it's the former... I would very much like to make sure that it goes well." Her eyes downcast. "It's the least I could do, for what he did for me." She gazed at Jaune. A sight of remorse crossing her mind, along with it came hair colored blue, sitting right beside her. She sighed, breathing out the thought. "Aren't you worried about him?" Weiss finished. Returning her eyes to Ruby's. Hopefully able to get the idea through to her partner.

Ruby sighed. Closing her eyes, and shaking her head, finished the last of her cookie. Ruby wiped away the crumbs, before leaning forward to pat Weiss' head in sympathy. "Oh, Weiss, Weiss, Weiss..." Ruby began. Matching each pat with a shake of her head. Bewildering Weiss, sporting a dazed look. "There's your problem." She opened her eyes. An amused tone across her face.

"Huh?" Weiss's face was marred with confusion. Startled by Ruby's calm and cheery tone, in contrast with their serious atmosphere, and her equally serious attitude.

"You see Jaune as this goofy, lame, awkward, stupid, wimpy, weak, scraggly-"

"Your point is?"

"-tall, dorky doofus." Ruby said. Acting as if she was a wise sage. "And.. you're kinda right." Weiss sighed. Bringing her head down. "Especially the tall part..." Weiss groaned, dropping her head on the table. "But this is Jaune we're talking about." Weiss brought her eyes up. A curious expression on her face. "The Jaune I'm talking about." Ruby pressed her palm on her chest. "The Jaune I know.. Not the one who serenaded you with a guitar at our dorm room..." Ruby paused. "Well, he is that too... But.. not what he is really like." Ruby glanced at Jaune. The maid nearing her destination. "Not what he really is." She softly said.

"Ruby..? Where are you going with this?"

Ruby returned her eyes to Weiss's. A small smile grazing her face. With a soft voice, she answered. "Just watch, Weiss. Just watch." She finished with a knowing tone. Her attention going back to Jaune.

Weiss stared at Ruby. Confused, obviously. Before putting her gaze back towards the stupid smile Jaune has on his face. "What are you playing at, Arc?"

The maid, for what felt like hours, finally nears her destination. Eyes with all sorts of emotions and colours surveying her every move. Jaune, who has long since stopped waving, is giving his maid a few glances once in a while, flipping through the menu absentmindedly as he waited patiently for her arrival.

Teams RWBY and NPR watched with bated breath as the maid broke into a light jog, effectively accentuating her voluptuous curves, catching Jaune's, and especially Cinder's, attention. The maid stopped right in front of her Master, as RWBY-NPR were suddenly presented with the stunning sight of yellow and white stripes.

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"I'm so sorry for the delay, Master~." The maid bowed in front of her 'Master'. Seemingly neglecting the condition she'll enter in her precarious dress. "I did not quite hear you from the kitchen." She explained. "I'm so terribly sorry for the wait." Sincerely apologizing for her tardiness, she held both of her hands to her chest, clasping them together, as she bowed once more.

Jaune chuckled. Somehow keeping his eyes locked onto hers. "No, it's okay." Jaune waved off. "We didn't wait for long." He smiled at her, showing that he bears no ill-will. "Right, Cinder?" Unlike someone who we'll not name, that is currently struggling to give an affirmative nod. "Plus, you were probably busy helping out your co-workers."

The Maid furrowed her eyebrows and clicked her tongue in disappointment at herself. "That's hardly a justified excuse for leaving such a Handsome Master waiting~." The maid explained with a flirty smile grazing her face. Bowing ever so slightly to take a better look at her Master. Giving the audience behind her another peek at yellow stripes. Most, if not the only, members of the audience consisting only of a few frozen, and seething, huntresses-in-training. And also a Hunter-in-training with his head forcibly, and unnecessarily turned away from the glorious sight.

Giving a short, and sweet chuckle of amusement, Jaune slightly tilted his head in a playful way. Lifting an eyebrow. "Oh, come on now. I'm not that handsome." He returned in a half-joking manner.

The Maid reared back, giggling ever so delightfully. Bringing her hand to her mouth to stifle it. "Oh, Master~!" Her lips forming into a thin sly smile. Her eyes hiding a dangerously playful look. "You've got to give yourself more credit~." She leaned forward. Bringing her hand to the end of their table, the other at the back of Jaune's couch. Her eyes narrowing as she scanned his body. "You are definitely quite the handsome Master~." She subtly and lightly licked her lips. "And I'm sure any other woman would say as such." She flourished the words. Her voice practically licking each letter. "I know I would~." She bit her lower lip, as she let out a short giggle, practically purring. Her eyes solely focused at the man before her. Somehow unaware of the demonic glare she's getting from the customer across the table.

Jaune joined her with a confused chuckle. Unable to find a place for her compliment. Nevertheless, Jaune gave her a smile. "Hehe, now you're starting to sound like my Mother." All the while Cinder is switching her sights between the maid, and the silver cutlery on the table.

The maid giggled at her beloved Master's joke, not knowing that it's very much true. "Oh, Master~!" She practically moaned out. "You are quite the charmer, aren't you?" She dawdled. Bending forward even more, her heavy chest threatening to break out of the apron she wore as a blouse. The knot on her exposed back struggling to hold themselves together.

Jaune scratched the side of his neck, subtly adjusting himself an inch away from her. A chuckle leaving him. "Heh, now you're really starting to sound like my Mom." He chuckled as he finished, being followed by The Maid's purr-like giggle. Practically screaming seduction with the tone of her voice. Staring squarely in Jaune's eyes, as her eyes narrowed with a glint of craving desire flashing across her eyes. The screeching sound of wood pierced the air, completely went unheard by both of the blondes. Jaune cleared his throat, unaware of the ever intensifying air of malice coming from across the table. "So... Um-"

"Yessss~ Master~?" The Maid's voice slithered with lust and pleasure through the air. Very much becoming the epitome of arousal and sexual allure. It fell flat once it reached Jaune's ears, somehow having no effect on the knight. Only confusing him for the snake-like extension of the first word. For Cinder, it rung like a vicious vine of thorns as it poisoned the air. Finding herself appalled at the atrocious noise that dared escape that heathen's mouth. Her nails dragging deeper across the underside of the wooden table.

"Yeah.. Um..." Jaune cleared his throat. "I- I don't think we were formally introduced. So, um... Hi, I'm Jaune.. Jaune Arc. Short, sweet, rolls of the tongue." The Maid hummed, and more or less purred, in acknowledgement. "And this is my friend, Cinder." He gestured with an open palm. At that, Cinder immediately perked up, showing the Maid the brightest, and the most proudest and smug smile she could give, she even gave the Maid a small condescending wave. Especially after gaining the privilege of the most prestigious, and honourific title of: Jaune's Friend. A title she is most grateful to be given. A chibi-Cinder walking up to a stage, waving and blowing kisses to the audience as she accepted the award, standing behind the podium to thank everyone who she appreciates. Most if not all of them concerning Jaune or any of his angelic features.

The Maid's eyes suddenly widened in panic and worry. "Oh, my- Master~!" The Maid suddenly recoiled, taking a few steps back as if struck by a bullet. A hand hovering in front of her mouth. "Oh! I am such an oblivious nut." She hurriedly covered her face with her hands in shame, curling her fingers and shaking her head. "Why- I have not even noticed this gorgeous lady sitting right in front of you." She gestured to the woman, turning to her with eyes that ask for clemency. "I am so sorry for being so rude." The Maid apologized. Somehow each word seem so demeaning for Cinder, earning the stealthiest of demonic growls from the woman. Yet, the Maid acted so pitifully that Cinder couldn't help the feeling of victory, slowly smirking in satisfaction.

Jaune waved off her concern. Worry slightly grazing his face. "No, no. It's okay. Right, Cinder?" Cinder couldn't help but nod dumbly at his request. "I mean, I'm sure you didn't mean it. And I'm sure Cinder doesn't take any offen-"

The Maid knelt in front of her master, her forehead touching the back of her hands, as she showed him the wondrous sights of her backside. The tips of her dangerously short skirt slowly peeling down, teasing its reveal. The Maid suddenly looked up at him with such remorseful eyes, giving him another bountiful view of her cleavage, being pressed together by her arms. "My Master~! How could I be so neglectful of your acquaintance?" Bringing her eyes to the floor, marred with disgrace. "Beautiful Mistresses are just as important as Handsome Masters, after all." The Maid softly stated. Inching closer on her knees, the Maid brought her hands to hang on the edge of his seat, laying her chin on her fingers. "Such atrocity should be punished, Master~." Her sultry voice caressing the air.

Cinder's body froze. A blank emotionless glare dropping itself on Cinder's face. Her eyes boring into the Maid. Completely evicting that feeling of triumph from her heart. If one could define murder as an expression, this would be a prime example.

Absentmindedly, the Maid 'unintentionally' wiggled her hips side to side. "Tell me, Master~" She tilted her head. "Tell me what form of punishment shall I take from you, my Master~?" She stared into his eyes with pleading emotion, as she bit her lip in anticipation. "I wonder... Just what are you going to do.. about this ill-mannered, and ever-so-naughty Maid. This naughty, naughty Maid. Kneeling in front of you, begging~ for forgiveness. Prepared to do Anything~ to atone for her mistake..." The Maid bending her back ever slightly, further pronouncing the elegance of her daring feature. Persuading eyes to focus only on one plump feature behind her. Her pink eyes feigning precious innocence, destined to be soiled with perversion. Staring at her Master. Waiting for her delightfu- I mean fully deserved punishment. "Anything at all..." She whispered. Leaving her voluptuous luscious moist lips slightly open. Her tongue finding itself unable to settle down. Moving slowly inside her mouth, in sync with her lustful breathing. "Just say the word..." She whispered in the sultriest of hushed tones.

Jaune chuckled nervously at this. Awkwardly patting her head lightly. "Well... I don't think any sort of punishment is.. well.. necessary." The Maid suddenly found her curiousity piqued. Her eyes watching him with interest. "But..." Jaune gently grabbed her hands, slowly pulling her up from her position. Confusion masking the Maid's face. "You can make it up to me," Kindly seating her beside him, making sure she's comfortable. "By telling me your name." He gave the Maid a toothy smile.

The Maid slowly grinned in excitement and amusement. "Oh, Master~!" As she suddenly launched herself at him, enveloping him in glee. Hugging him affectionately in the purest innocence of joy. She giggled, kissing both of his cheeks. "Oh my, Master! You. Are. Quite! the delight~, aren't you~?" She wiggled in joy. Her heavenly pillows giving Jaune an impromptu massage. A bright smile forming on her lips. "Charming.. handsome, and ever the kindest! I never expected anything less from what you've given." She praised, hugging him tighter. A contented hum coming off of her, caused by her caring Master. An air of satisfaction surrounding her. She begrudgingly broke their hug, clutching both of his shoulders, she leaned back to see her Master's confused look. Breaking into a slight giggle fit at his adorable expression. Jaune just staring at her, surprised by the hug attack. "Cerise." She finally said, letting her hands to slowly fall onto her lap.

"Hmm, w-what?"

"Honey is my name, my Master... Honey Cerise."

"Honey.. Cerise?" Honey nodded with a hum. Leaving Jaune silent for a moment, sporting a contemplative look. His eyes widening a second later, realizing her name. "Oh..." Jaune then smiled with a knowing look. "Well..." Giving a short breath of laughter. "Hello, Mon Chéri." He said ever suavely. Lightly caressing the bottom of her chin with his finger. "Ravi de vous rencontrer." Jaune slightly bowed his head.

Honey's eyes widened with glee. "Oh, mon dieu." She breathed out. Giggling into her palm as she left his seat, returning to her spot standing on the floor. She took a step back, bowing once more, except this time it is accompanied with an unprecedented grace of a true maid. Flourishing her fingers as she clasped her arm before her chest, as the other arm settled its place behind her back, above her waist. "Honey Doux Cerise, à votre service." She proclaimed, looking up at her Master and Mistress. Jaune chuckled, giving her a bow of his own with his head. Settling back to his previous position near the edge of his seat. Giving his Maid a small smile of amusement. Straightening her posture, Honey then fished for her company issued medium-sized scroll in her pocket, twirling it between her fingers and spinning it on her finger tip, dazzling her Master before flipping it in the air to land onto her open palm, opening it up to display a keyboard and a notepad. Her Master applauding her like an adorable child. Grinning, the Maid preened herself at the praise. Licking her lips, Honey only asked one thing. "May I take your order, mon Maître chéri?"

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Peaceful... No.. Quaint... No, no... Soothing? It's that too, but it feels.. lacking.. to how Emerald felt on that chair... She shifted her weight, bringing a finger below her chin. "Satisfaction." Ahh~ There it is. Satisfaction. That is what Emerald is feeling as she once more sipped on her Chamomile tea. Gazing out the window to see the scenic view of the afternoon sky. "Satisfaction." She couldn't help but whisper out, accompanying a slow exhale. Leaning back and resting her body and mind. Her head gently resting on Mercury's shoulder. I guess being a world dominating love-struck school girl's henchwoman has its secret perks. While her 'job' doesn't present much stress in her daily life, she wouldn't deny a good wind down when it's given. She knew going to Beacon wouldn't cause her any sort of straining activity. Just lay low, stay out of the spotlight, and just be like any other student that's not trying to cause world wide chaos.

The sound of liquid gently filling up a porcelain tea cup brought her eyes back to Mercury, looking through the newspaper as their Maid refilled his cup. The Maid giving her a small bow, noticing the small attention she was given. Emerald smiled in response, her garnet eyes shown in view. Her glasses pushed up to rest on the top of her hair, slightly combing them back. Taking another sip of her tea, Emerald observed the Maid slowly pour the orange tinted liquid softly into the teapot, watching it descend as it fluidly merged in a gentle swirl inside the cup. The sight ever soothing.

The Maid, finished with her task, made to leave as Mercury gave a noise of thanks. Before she exited, she paused to gesture towards Emerald's cup, to which she answered by politely waving her away. To which the Maid replied with a silent nod, afterwards giving a flourish of her hand, directing the attention towards the menu on the edge of their table. Emerald's reply followed an expression of consideration, a look of ponder from her eyes, and a smile of agreement on her lips. Pointing at a small Earl grey cake, lavishly tinted and masterfully decorated with mint icing. Their Maid smiled in approval at her choice. Skillfully opening her company issued scroll with one hand, settling for a more compact size, she selected the image of the cake, immediately sending the request to their kitchen staff. The Maid walked away, after gracefully bowing towards her Master and Mistress. The teapot in her hand undisturbed as she does.

Lounging with Mercury of all people.

[CHAPTER UNFINISHED. STORY DISCONTINUED]

I will not be updating this story any further.

I will only continue this story once my writing quality meets my standards.

For any of those that wish to continue where I left off, you have my permission.

I doubt I'll be returning to this story any time soon. Not until I revise the writing of each and every chapter to my standards.

I am sorry.