And here we have the final fluffy piece of bread in this lovely little sandwich. Seriously, this is literally a 5000-word hunk of fluff. It's not at the level of my Fluff Behemoth, "Merry Dustmas," but still. You'll need some dental work done when you're finished reading this. Enjoy!

Many people believe that true happiness is impossible, that moments of utter bliss completely untainted by sadness, fear, or anger can only be attained in fairy tales.

Well, when Pyrrha awoke that morning to the feel of Jaune's warm lips on her forehead, his gentle arms around her, and his strong heartbeat against her ear, she knew that this was a lie. She sighed contentedly against his chest, kissing his collarbone where the top of his yukata had slipped. "Good morning," she breathed.

Jaune shivered as Pyrrha spoke against his skin, her words feeling as sweet as they sounded. "Morning," he replied, combing his fingers through her hair as she continued to sleepily kiss his chest. "Sleep well?"

"Mm hm." Pyrrha moved up to nuzzle his neck. "You?"

"Yeah." Jaune hugged her tightly, savoring the feel of her muscular form pressed against his. She just felt so warm and solid and real in that moment. Still, he couldn't help but ask: "Last night… It wasn't a dream, was it?"

There was an edge of nervous hesitance in his voice. It was barely noticeable, but still there. Pyrrha moved away just enough to look at his face. "No, Jaune. Last night was very real."

Jaune smiled at her, even as a doubtful shadow flickered in his eyes. "And…You're sure this is what you want?" He started to look away, only for Pyrrha to gently tilt his face back toward hers. Her lips brushed against his, even as their eyes remained open and fixed on each other.

"Jaune, I have never been more sure of anything," she assured him, giving him another chaste kiss.

Jaune opened his mouth to say something else, then decided against it. I need to get over this self-doubt, he thought. I'd might as well start right now. "I love you," he said instead, hugging her again and resting his chin on her shoulder.

Pyrrha was all too happy to return the hug, squeezing him tightly. "I love you too, Jaune." She nipped playfully at his ear, causing him to let out a surprised squeak. Sweet Dust, he's adorable. "I'm sorry," she giggled, entirely unrepentant.

"No, you're not." A mischievous grin came to Jaune's face before he suddenly pinned Pyrrha beneath him and started mercilessly tickling her sides.

Pyrrha burst out laughing as she batted at his hands. "Jaune! That's not fair-Eep!" she yelped when he poked her stomach.

"What was that? I didn't hear you." Jaune leaned down to nibble at Pyrrha's neck while continuing to tickle her, loving the sound of her laughter and the feel of her squirming beneath him. After a few minutes, he decided to let up, propping himself on his elbows while looking down at her. As he gazed at her in that moment, her hair messed up, a breathless smile on her face, he was convinced that she had never looked more beautiful.

Pyrrha's heart was pounding as she looked up at Jaune. His eyes were shining and his playful smile was without that ugly edge of self-loathing for once. She reached up to trace his upturned lips with her thumb, giggling when he nuzzled eagerly against her palm like a kitten.

Jaune savored the familiar touch of Pyrrha's warm, calloused hand. For four years, it had been a source of comfort, sometimes resting gently on his arm or shoulder, other times clutching a weapon and acting as a firm reminder that she was always ready for battle, ready to defend him and the rest of their team. Last night had been the first time Jaune had felt those hands touching him in the way he had wanted them to for years. He knew he'd never get tired of feeling those palms and fingertips caressing him as if he was the most precious thing in the world.

Eventually, his gaze was drawn toward the clock on the wall, and he let out a regretful sigh. "It's past eight thirty. We'd better get ready before Saru comes with breakfast."

Pyrrha yawned as she sat up. "If the food here wasn't so amazing, I'd consider skipping." She pecked Jaune's cheek before standing. "I suppose we should look somewhat presentable."

"You always look amazing," Jaune said promptly.

Pyrrha chuckled. "You don't need to flatter me, Jaune."

"Who says I'm flattering anyone? I'm just speaking the truth."

When Saru arrived with breakfast, her tail started twitching as she sensed a definite change in the atmosphere surrounding her two favorite guests. They were sitting very close together, and the tense overtone she had seen in both of their postures during the past two days was gone. She smiled knowingly as she unloaded the trays and plates. "Good morning, you two."

"Good morning, Saru," Pyrrha replied. "How's the new turtle settling in?"

"Oh, he's doing just fine. Not quite sure what to name him, but turtles don't come when they're called anyway, so it's not like it matters." Saru glanced at the two as she stood up. "I hope you two will be going to the dance and lantern lighting tonight."

Jaune grinned. "I already promised Pyrrha a dance."

"Just one?" Pyrrha raised an eyebrow.

"I dunno. Maybe two." Jaune shrugged, a teasing gleam in his eyes.

Saru cuffed him lightly upside the head. "You'd better treat the lady right, or you'll answer to me! Give her as many dances as she wants, you understand?"

"Yes, ma'am," Jaune replied, trying his best to look chastised, though he couldn't quite will away his grin.

Saru laughed. "Good. I'll see you two at the festival." She glanced at Pyrrha and winked. "Enjoy the onsen."

Pyrrha's face turned bright red as Saru left. She noticed that Jaune's was a similar shade.

Once they were done with breakfast, they had their morning soak in the onsen. They went in together, though they limited their activities to bathing this time. Jaune still felt a little self-conscious when he took off his yukata, which he knew was silly when considering how intimate they had gotten the previous night. He couldn't stop looking at Pyrrha, though. She was over six feet tall, even without shoes on, and had a curvy, muscular form that made Jaune wonder if her parents had made some kind of deal with the devil, because no human being could possibly look so incredible!

Pyrrha noticed him staring and smirked, causing his blush to deepen. "You don't need to be embarrassed, Jaune."

"I know," Jaune said as he followed her toward the pool. "This is just moving so fast, you know?"

Pyrrha paused, a look of concern entering her eyes. "Is it…too fast?" The previous night had certainly been a mutual experience, but was it possible that Jaune was starting to have second thoughts?

Jaune quickly shook his head. "No, not at all! It's just…hard to believe this is real." He glanced at the ground. "And…man, I wasted so much time hoping you'd lose interest. Three and a half years of needless pain for both of us… Last night just felt so natural and perfect. We could've been like that already, if I hadn't been so…"

Pyrrha walked back over to him and softly kissed his lips. "Jaune, don't dwell on it. We have all the time in the world. We're going to graduate soon, and then what happens next will be up to us. Instead of regretting things we can't change, we should focus on making new memories now."

Jaune's smile returned. "You're right."

"Of course I am!" Pyrrha replied. "Now, let's soak for a bit, then we can get ready for the festival."

They settled in the onsen, Pyrrha resting her head on Jaune's shoulder while he looped an arm around her. They sat in silence, allowing the warm, Dust-infused water to soak into their skin. Occasionally, they would share a slow, lazy kiss or allow their hands to wander casually, simply enjoying the fact that they could finally be this open and comfortable with each other.

Once they were dressed in their kimonos (and once Pyrrha had readjusted Jaune's for him), they set out. Like the previous day, Pyrrha's hair was down and shimmered in the sunlight, easily outshining the blood-red material of her kimono. Jaune knew he was staring at her like a total sap, but didn't care.

They stopped by a few food stands that they hadn't visited before, including one that sold white jelly pastries that were the size of one's palm and filled with a sweet red bean paste. There was a ramen stand, where Jaune learned that slurping noodles was actually encouraged in Mistral. Next was an ice cream stand that sold various flavors that were unique to the region. Jaune got a pale pink sakura blossom cone while Pyrrha had a cup of green tea sorbet with a red bean sauce.

Pyrrha enjoyed watching Jaune experience her home country, especially now that his melancholy attitude from the previous day was almost entirely absent. Every now and then, she'd catch him looking at her as if he couldn't quite believe his luck. She always smiled warmly and squeezed his hand, which brought his grin back in full each time.

Jaune stopped at one of the game stands, eyes wide. "Pyrrha, we absolutely have to win that for Nora."

Pyrrha followed his gaze and gasped. They were standing by a rifle-shooting stand, where you won a prize by knocking it off the shelf. On the top shelf was a giant, gray, fluffy sloth plushie. "You're right," she said, nodding firmly. "We cannot leave without it."

They both gave the man some Lien, picked up the toy rifles, and started shooting. They aimed for the plushie's head, knowing that they had a better chance of getting it to tip over that way. Pyrrha, of course, had the best aim. Even then, it took two more tries before the sloth teetered over, falling from its place.

Jaune grinned as they were handed the plushie. "This is perfect! Now, I just need to figure out what to give Ruby, Yang, and Weiss."

Pyrrha tilted her head. "I didn't know you were getting gifts for everyone."

"I figured we owed them, since they were so worried about us, and since we basically got a three-day vacation." Jaune shrugged. "I already asked Saru to set aside some boxes of the green tea they sell at the ryokan. Ren and Blake will love it!" He held up the plushie. "And now we got Nora."

Pyrrha tapped her chin as she thought of what to get for the others. "Hm. Some sweets for Ruby, I think. She might like those white jelly pastries. We can put them in the mini fridge in our suite until tomorrow."

"I thought about getting a kimono for Weiss." Jaune grimaced. "Then, I saw the price tags."

"Maybe something smaller, like a hairpiece. I saw several at a few of the stands."

"That'll work. What about Yang?"

After some consideration, they found a bottle of the strongest local sake at one of the stands (strong enough for the seller to warn them about it). They had a feeling that Yang would be able to handle it easily.

By the time they bought all of their remaining gifts and dropped them off at the room, the sun was starting to set. Music could be heard from the center of town.

Jaune held his hand out to Pyrrha. "I believe I promised you a dance."

Pyrrha smirked as she took his hand. "You certainly did."

The town center was lit with lanterns of several colors, blue and yellow being the most prominent. Saru had explained that blue was to represent the water of the hot springs while yellow was to represent the natural color of the earth Dust that enriched the town. A stage had been set up, where a local group was playing traditional dance music.

Jaune, immediately in his element, bowed smoothly at Pyrrha before pulling her easily onto the dance floor and taking the lead. He had always loved dancing, even though he never took any professional lessons. Losing oneself to the music and letting the muscles react instinctively to what was heard and felt was almost like fighting (minus the risk to one's life, of course).

Pyrrha laughed, gladly allowing her partner to sweep her off her feet, not for the first time. She couldn't help but think back to the Vytal Festival dance during their first year. She decided that, while the dress he had worn at the time had definitely shown off several of his assets, the kimono he wore now suited him much better. The dark blue caused his eyes to take on an extra shine, and the silver dragons contrasted wonderfully with his blond hair. For all the times she had caught Jaune staring at her throughout the day, she suspected that she had been staring just as much. She was just better at being subtle about it.

By the end of the song, Jaune felt like he was floating. On impulse, he dipped Pyrrha and kissed her deeply.

Pyrrha's eyes widened with surprise, but she was quick to return Jaune's kiss, her face flushed as they stood up straight and moved back from each other. There were several cheers, hoots, and wolf whistles around them. Pyrrha giggled, resting her forehead against his. "Careful, Jaune. You might make some of our fans faint."

Jaune snickered, at the same time feeling incredibly relieved that Pyrrha hadn't minded his sudden public display of affection. "I'm pretty sure I heard Saru squealing over there." He looked toward the crowd. Sure enough, the Macaque Faunus was bouncing up and down, hitting several nearby people with her wildly-lashing tail.

Pyrrha followed Jaune's gaze. "It doesn't look like she's here with anyone." She glanced up at him. "I think she deserves a dance, don't you?"

Jaune nodded. "I'm on it." Pecking Pyrrha's cheek, he walked over to the crowd of people. "Hey, Saru! Wanna dance?"

Saru stopped bouncing and pasted on a mock-thoughtful expression. "I don't know. Will I get kissed like that at the end?" She raised a brow, eyes sparkling teasingly.

Jaune laughed. "Nah, those are exclusive to Pyrrha."

Saru breathed an exaggerated sigh. "Oh, well okay. I guess I can do without."

The two returned to the dance floor, where Jaune found that Saru was a much more energetic and bouncy dancer. She almost reminded him of a taller, older Nora. He thought of Sun and wondered if being hyper and excitable was a trait that was common in monkey Faunus.

Her dark eyes glittered and her tail swished happily. "So, did you two enjoy the onsen last night?"

This almost caused Jaune to trip. His face turned bright red. "You know, it's a little creepy how obsessed you are with that," he huffed.

"Is not!" Saru protested. "Creepy would have been if I had watched you through the peep-hole."

"There's a peep-hole?!" Jaune yelped, his voice cracking and his eyes widening with horror.

Saru burst out laughing. "Oh Dust, you should see your face right now!" She shook her head. "There's no peep-hole, sweetie. I wouldn't allow such a thing at my establishment." She looked at his face again, which caused her hysterics to increase. "You are so red!"

"Pyrrha, Saru's picking on me," Jaune whined as his partner approached.

"He actually believed me when I said there was a peep-hole in the onsen!" Saru snickered, leaning on Jaune for support.

Pyrrha bit her lip in an attempt to keep a straight face. "Did he, now?"

Jaune noticed the laughter in her eyes and groaned. "I'm feeling very bullied here."

Saru patted his cheek. "Aw, poor thing." She winked at Pyrrha. "I'm off to get more food. Take good care of him. Don't let him get lost."

After Saru was gone, Pyrrha turned back to Jaune, unable to keep from laughing at the adorable pout on his face. "I'm sorry, but that was pretty funny."

Jaune rolled his eyes. "Thousands of comedians out of work, and we have a ryokan owner trying to be funny."

"Better her than Yang," Pyrrha pointed out.

"True…"

They shared several more dances, taking occasional breaks to get more food or play another game. At one point, a blushing girl who looked to be in her early teens asked Jaune for a dance. He ended up dancing with her and all of her friends at least twice before finally making his way back to Pyrrha.

"Careful, Jaune. This is how fangirl clubs are made," she warned, watching the giggling group of teens with an amused smile.

"That's the last thing I need." Jaune wrapped an arm around her shoulders, kissing her cheek softly. "Having a good time?"

"Of course. Are you?"

"Definitely." Jaune rested his head on top of hers, sighing contentedly. "I wish this could last forever."

They sat together until midnight, when the mayor stepped onto the stage and all talking quieted down. "Once, the village of Onsui was a Dust mining town, not unlike any other mining town you would expect to see," he began. "When the mines went dry, the Schnee Dust Company left the area, and the miners were suddenly without work. Desperate, they continued digging at the base of Onsui Mountain, hoping that the dormant volcano would yield something of value."

He paused dramatically before continuing. "Then, exactly fifty years ago today, they did find something: a vast hot spring beneath the ground, sitting on top of an untapped earth Dust vein. Rather than mining the vein, the workers focused on creating pipelines for the water, the first of which led to what is now the Oum Ryokan, run by our own Saru Shizaru." He waved a hand toward Saru, who was at the front of the crowd. Everyone clapped appreciatively.

"Ever since then, Onsui has thrived. Now, every year, on the anniversary of the finding of this wonderful hot spring, we have given our thanks for the miracle bestowed upon our ancestors." At this point, people at the stage were bringing out hundreds of floating lanterns of various colors and were lighting them one by one, passing them through the crowd.

Eventually, Jaune and Pyrrha each held one. Jaune's was green while Pyrrha's was blue. Pyrrha noticed that they were made completely of natural materials, so that they would become one with the soil wherever they landed. The paper of each one had "Onsui" written on it in kanji.

The mayor bowed his head, and everyone else did the same as he said a prayer. "Oh, spirit of Onsui Mountain, and all other celestial beings who watch over us today, thank you for blessing this place and please continue to keep us safe this next year. Also, thank you for bringing our two new Huntsmen friends to us in our time of need. May their paths be always clear, and their weapons and reflexes sharp. Amen."

Everyone murmured an "Amen," as Jaune and Pyrrha exchanged surprised glances, both feeling immensely touched to have been included in the prayer.

The mayor raised his hands, which was the signal to release the lanterns. They rose into the sky, floating against the black night like glowing bubbles, their soft glow illuminating the small village and its villagers. Red, green, blue, yellow, violet, pink, and orange orbs shifted, bounced off of each other, and flickered as they drifted ever higher.

Jaune and Pyrrha gazed at the rising lights. Then, almost at the same time, they turned to look at each other. Their faces and eyes were shining with an inner glow that was far greater than what was above them.

The kiss they shared at that moment was brief, but it held all the warmth of a thousand lanterns and the promise of many, many more to come.

…..

Jaune didn't take off his yukata right away when they entered the onsen that night. Pyrrha was confused until she saw him walk up to the walls and start examining each square inch, squinting. "Jaune, there are no peep-holes! Saru was joking!" she said with an exasperated groan.

"Or was she?" Jaune murmured, still looking around suspiciously.

"Do you actually think Saru would risk her reputation, and the reputation of her ryokan, by having something like that?" Pyrrha folded her arms. "And if she would, do you think she'd joke about it openly?"

"Huh. When you put it that way…" Jaune glanced around once more before deciding to agree with Pyrrha's logic. He was still quick to get into the water once his yukata was off.

Pyrrha rolled her eyes fondly as she snuggled against his side. "I had a very nice time today."

"Me too." Jaune kissed the top of her head. "Back to reality tomorrow, huh?"

"Yes. Graduation, and then becoming true Huntsmen." Pyrrha smiled. "I can't wait."

"Me neither." Jaune hugged her a little closer. "So, do you think you'll still want to be partners with me outside of school?" A tiny amount of doubt creeped into his voice, despite his best efforts.

Pyrrha, of course, caught the edge in his tone right away. "Absolutely," she replied without hesitation. Team JNPR had talked about continuing to fight and live together after graduation, and Pyrrha honestly couldn't think of anyone she'd rather be with more than her beloved team and partner. "I wouldn't have it any other way."

Feeling his shoulders relaxing a little, Jaune kissed her again. "Good. I'll…I'll try to become better."

"Jaune, I already told you-"

"I mean about believing in myself," he cut in. "I think I can do it, especially with you helping me."

Pyrrha hugged him close. "I'm not going anywhere, Jaune. I'll always be here for you."

A lump rose in Jaune's throat as he held his partner close. "I love you, Pyrrha," he murmured, his voice coming out slightly choked.

Pyrrha felt happy tears prickling her eyes. She would never quite get used to hearing those wonderful words coming from his lips. "I love you too, Jaune."

When Jaune tilted her face toward his, she eagerly kissed him. She loved how the soft, warm feel of his lips were already so familiar to her. Kissing Jaune both was and wasn't like how she had imagined it. She had certainly pictured the softness and warmth, but she had also predicted a feeling akin to electricity going through her with each kiss, a sense of pure, unadulterated excitement. Instead, there was just a slow, calm sensation that went through her whole body. She realized that kissing Jaune felt less like a cataclysmic, life-changing event, and more like the simple sensation of coming home.

Her hands began to wander across his chest, and she smiled at the quiet moaning sound he made as she softly traced the skin over his rapidly-beating heart. His arms tightened around her, pulling her flush against him. The tingling of the earth Dust seemed to magnify the sensations that flooded through her body from each place her skin touched Jaune's.

Jaune whimpered softly when Pyrrha moved down to nibble at his neck. He had several marks from the previous night, which he hadn't even noticed until Saru had cheekily pointed them out after the lantern ceremony. Still, he didn't protest as Pyrrha's teeth lightly grazed his skin, never actually hurting him, but sending several sharp, excited pangs down his spine with each touch.

Then, his eyes wandered to the walls and he felt his back go stiff. Even though he knew that Pyrrha was right, that there was no way there was an actual peep-hole in the wall, he couldn't help but feel a little exposed.

Pyrrha noticed his stiffness and backed away, looking at his expression. Why did Saru have to make that joke? she thought with a sigh. "Would you like to take this inside?"

Jaune grinned sheepishly. "I really would."

They returned to the room, not bothering with the yukatas. Pyrrha dimmed the lights before practically pouncing on Jaune, pinning him easily to the futon with a smirk. "Where were we?"

Jaune's mouth went dry as he stared up at her. "Uh…" was honestly all he could get out.

Pyrrha's expression softened with concern. "Are you okay?"

"Yeah, I'm fine!" Jaune quickly assured her. "It's just, uh…" His face flushed. "This is usually the part when I wake up."

Pyrrha blinked a few times, feeling her own face heating up. She managed a cocky smile, despite the fact that her heart was hammering like crazy at this point. "So, you've dreamed about this?" she asked, starting to slowly run a finger down his chest.

"M-Maybe a l-little…" He shivered when Pyrrha leaned down to plant a series of breathy kisses on his neck. "O-Or a lot…" He managed a nervous laugh. "Never had a hot spring dream, weirdly enough, so last night was totally new to me."

"Well, that's good." Pyrrha moved up to nip his ear. "Hm. Maybe you can tell me about one of these dreams, and we could recreate it."

"Oh Dust, no!" Jaune yelped. "That'd be way too embarrassing!"

Pyrrha burst out laughing at his stricken expression. "Saru was right. You do make the funniest faces." When this caused him to pout, she couldn't resist kissing his lips. "I'm sorry. I'll stop teasing."

"No, you won't," Jaune muttered, running his fingertips up her spine. He felt no small measure of satisfaction when this caused her to shiver and gasp. "That wouldn't be any fun, would it?"

…

Pyrrha woke up first the following morning, and contented herself with softly kissing Jaune's neck until he woke up, paying special attention to the marks she had left over the course of the night. She felt his arms tighten around her and smiled. She would absolutely never get tired of this.

Despite how much dancing they had done the previous night, among other things, the two woke up early and were feeling fully refreshed. They remained in bed for an hour, exchanging lazy kisses and cuddling happily against each other. Then, they got up semi-reluctantly for breakfast.

When Saru came in, she gave them what had to be a double helping of everything, as well as some sweet honey cakes she had likely bought at the festival. "I can honestly say you two are my favorite guests who have ever stayed in this suite," she said. "I hope this won't be your last visit to Onsui!"

"We will definitely be back," Pyrrha promised.

"We'll bring all our friends with us next time around," Jaune added. "Any chance you can get our benefactor at the Schnee Dust Company to pay again?"

Saru laughed. "I doubt it. He actually tried calling for a refund." She snorted dismissively. "I hung up on him. I'm allergic to talking to assholes."

"You would get along well with our friend Yang," Pyrrha said.

"Is she the one you bought that sake for?" When the two nodded, Saru grinned. "Then, I think you're absolutely right! Anyway, enjoy your breakfast. I got a call that the airship will be here in an hour. You'd better come say goodbye to me before you go."

"We will, Saru. You don't have to worry about that," Pyrrha assured her.

Once Saru left, Jaune stared at the meal in front of them. "I guess we'll be in a food coma during the ride back."

The two ate their breakfast before changing out of their yukatas and into the casual street clothes Saru had provided for them. They gave the yukatas a regretful look as they put them back.

"Those were really nice. It's a pity they aren't a thing in Vale," Jaune sighed.

"Moving back to Mistral is looking better and better," Pyrrha agreed.

They walked around the gardens hand in hand, enjoying the tranquil atmosphere brought by the trickling water, bridges, and evergreen plants one last time. When they went into town, there were several people who stopped to wish them luck and many more kids who wanted autographs. Just before leaving, they stopped back at the ryokan to say goodbye to Saru.

The monkey Faunus hugged them both tightly. "Be careful out there! Not all villages are as nice as Onsui," she said. "Kick a lot of Grimm ass so you have some stories to tell when you come back, okay?"

They promised that they would.

"Also, take good care of each other." She winked. "And come back to use the onsen again."

"Saru!"

Just before the arrival of the ship, Jaune saw young Cyan again. "Hey, Cyan. Did you enjoy the festival?"

Cyan, looking stunned that Jaune had remembered his name, nodded. "Yes, sir. Did you?"

"I'll never forget it," Jaune replied, glancing fondly at Pyrrha. He could hear the air ship approaching. "We need to go now, but remember what I said. Keep practicing, and you'll be an amazing Huntsman."

Cyan grinned, his eyes shining with determination. "I will! Maybe you'll see me on TV someday!"

Jaune returned his grin easily. "I'm sure I will. Good luck until then." He ruffled Cyan's hair before letting the boy run back to his parents.

Pyrrha hugged Jaune's arm, brushing her lips against his cheek. "He'll remember meeting you for the rest of his life."

"You think?" Jaune rested his head on hers.

"Absolutely." The airship was almost there. She glanced at the ryokan, then back at Jaune. "We should definitely bring the others here. And…maybe we can stay here together again in the future?"

"Well, that was technically a honeymoon suite," Jaune found himself saying. "So, maybe someday." He noticed Pyrrha's stunned expression and froze. Wait. Crap. Should I have said that?! "Uh, what I meant was-"

Before he could say anything else, Pyrrha's arms wrapped around his shoulders, pulling him into a long, mind-numbing kiss. He made a surprised noise before eagerly returning it, not caring that the airship had just landed.

As they broke apart, they became aware of the sound of hyperactive squealing coming from inside the ship. Jaune laughed. "I guess Nora's in there."

Pyrrha giggled, her eyes moist with happiness and her cheeks brightly flushed. "Explaining this will certainly be interesting."

The two walked onto the ship, hands tightly clasped, bracing themselves for the string of questions that Nora (and all of the others, if we're being completely honest) would have for them. Their hearts were warm and their smiles, for once, equally confident. As long as they were together, they were ready to face graduation, adulthood, and whatever else was destined to come their way.

*hack* *cough* *hack* Ahem, excuse me. I think I just coughed up an entire unicorn while typing this. This officially ends my winter commissions. I hope to open up again one more time before I go to Europe in May. Thanks again for requesting this, Darkkseid, and I hope you enjoyed it! I know I did. *lowkey imagining some scenarios I can do with this setting and some of my other ships*

If you like what you see and want to show extra support in exchange for rewards, my P/atreon is Solora Goldsun.

As always, praise Monty and peace out.