I just wrote this for the shit and giggles, and for the people that's been asking for Glynda. This is NOT CANNON TO THE STORY! However, if it does, this is how Yang probably asked her.

Anyway, enjoy! And if you want to find out about hints and even suggest me stuff follows me on Twitter. I usually drop hints there. Also there's a special bonus scene down below for you guys.

Yang Dutiful Wife Quest Special 2:

Not-So-Good Witch

She moans in pain, her head felt like it's going to burst open. Slowly she force her eyes to open, fighting her desire to just go back to sleep and hope the headache will stop. Beautiful green eyes slowly show themselves, the owner having to blink several times to clear the blur. When it finally clears her eyes were greeted by the sight of other eyes that have the same colors as hers. It took her several seconds before she realized that she's staring directly into a reflection of her own.

Glynda Goodwitch blink as realization came into her mind as she stares at her own reflection sitting on a chair, with cuffs on both hands and legs, binding her to the metal chair. She tries to set herself free, but the chair and cuffs won't even budge a bit.

Calm yourself Glynda. You're an experience Huntress, you can figure out a way out of this.

She tries to focus her aura and activate her semblance. Surely with her telekinesis semblance a mere metal chair and cuffs are not match for her.

…

…

…

Nothing happened.

"What's going on?!" She's been using her semblance for a long time. But this is… Why can't she use it?! Have she finally gone senile with her age?!

"Oh? You're awake." A new voice suddenly made Glynda pause her action. "I was thinking it'll take longer for the drug to wear off since your aura was suppressed. I'm impressed with your natural recovery rate, really." The voice is female, without a doubt, and a voice that she is sure she heard somewhere before. The memory brings irritation in her heart; as if the owner of the voice is someone that had gave her so many headaches the mere memory of it makes her have a small migraine—

Wait a minute.

"Yang? Is that you?"

From the mirror she can see the form of a familiar blond slowly let herself be known behind her. She's a familiar sight, yet she can now see that time is kind with her. She's still beautiful even though she's a mother of one, and her cocky smirk never change—it still irritate her the most.

Wait that's not important right now!

"Yang what is the meaning of this?! Why am I tied up?!" Glynda scream out her question filled with annoyance and even anger.

Yang Arc just shrugs at the intimidating glares from her old teacher and maintain her annoying grin. "Sorry Miss Goodwitch, but if I don't do this you're going to refuse on my offer and go on an annoying rampage." Then she pat the professor on her shoulder, "Also don't waste your energy trying to struggle out of here, it's pointless. The cuffs are Aura Suppression so I doubt your overpowered semblance can get you out of this situation."

"What?! Aura suppression!? Where did you get these?! Only Council Guards have access to them!" The cuffs are made from special materials that are pretty expensive and hard to make so they don't have a lot of stocks of the devices. Only Council Guards can afford them, hell even the police have only few of them.

Yang chuckles, "Well that's show how useful it is when you have you have a strong connection with the Council. You can borrow some of their cool stuffs."

… It didn't take long for Glynda to suspect that her 'strong connection' was her best friend Blake Belladonna, the only member of the Council that represents the Faunus people in Vale. She needs to have a talk with her about power abuse once she gets out of here.

"Now, I'm sure you're wondering why you're here, all cuffed up on a metal chair, with a large mirror in front of you right?" Glynda gave her answer with a glare that promises pain once she get out of there, "Well see here, I'm sure you know how I love my husband Jaune, right? Well I've left him for a long time ever since our daughter's born, helping the colonization project, and his birthday are coming up. I want to give him a gift so amazing he'll never forget it!"

"And? What does that have to do with me?"

"Well I want to create him a threesome."

Glynda choke on air at the abrupt weird and lewd idea that Yang just deliver so easily. "WHAT?! WHY?!" What kind of wife gives his husband such a debauchery thing for a birthday present?!

"Yeah well figure you'll freak out…"

"OF COURSE I WILL! THAT IS THE MOST IMMORAL IDEA I EVER HEARD!"

Yang just wave off Glynda comment with a wave of her hand, "Well why you're here is because I want you to become our partner, considering how experience you are."

Glynda almost have a heart attack, "I do not accept! Do you think I'm some sort of floozy that'll agree to such idea?!" Even if she's still not married, she still has her pride as a woman. "Now release me this instance or I will execute you, Mrs. Arc!"

Yang scratches her head, "I really don't want to do this to you, Miss Goodwitch, but looks like I have no choice." She pulls out a small scroll from her pocket and press several button. In a burst of light the 'mirror' in front of Glynda turns itself on and revealing itself to be a large screen instead of just an ordinary mirror. It shows an interior of a house from multiple corner perspectives, obviously the cameras are hidden.

"What are you—"Her voice died in her throat when she realized that it is her house interior that the screen is showing. All the furniture's something that she has seen so many times in her life, there's no way she's mistaken. Then her eyes went to the entrance of her house where she see herself coming home to the empty and lonely house. The recording went on as she see herself dropping the bag somewhere, opening the fridge to take out a bottle of cold tea where she consume it with gusto.

This scene… No… It can't be…

After finishing the bottle the video Glynda begin undressing to her underwear and go to her room in her underwear. The screen quickly focuses on the bedroom ones, the other now forgotten. "No…" Then she sees herself lying on the bed with a mischivious smirk while opening her scroll. "NononONONONONO!"

Then her video self presses several buttons and, from the angle of the camera just barely you can see what Video Glynda is doing.

She's opening a porn site.

It doesn't take her long to open a video involving a MILF and a young, but muscular stud. The MILF of course, sexy and beautiful, seduce the younger male with her womanly guiles. It didn't take long for them to get it on the bed as the young man's trying to show the older female his dominant and greater stamina.

Glynda herself quickly put her finger inside her underwear, slowly rubbing her sensitive vagina. She moans, eyes glued to the screen. Then her underwear starts to get wet with her juice as her finger went quicker and quicker and—

"STOP! PLEASE STOP THIS!" Glynda screamed, ashamed and humiliated.

Yang pause the video; Glynda horny face is still visible in the screen. "As you can see, Miss Goodwitch, I have a certain video that you absolutely don't want it to spread on the internet." Her face leans forward toward Glynda's side, "I'm pretty desperate you see. My vacation time isn't as long as I would've wanted, that's why I'm trying to find a partner as fast as possible, and if it means blackmailing them into submission then I have no problem doing so." The Arc Matriarch is smiling, yet there's certain emotion on them. "For my husband happiness, I will do anything."

The once feared teacher of Beacon look at the younger woman with emotion of anger mixed with fear, "You…"

"And look at the bright side!" She then grins, hiding the emotion that's almost leaked. "You'll be able to finally have sex with a younger, muscular guy you always dream off! Jaune's is really good in bed; I can guarantee your satisfaction!"

Glynda girth her teeth in anger, "Do I even have I choice?"

"No, not really. Unless you want to become internet new super start of course."

"… Time and… Location?"

Yang smile as she pushes herself off of Glynda, "I'll send you the details on your scroll later, Miss Goodwitch. Thanks for helping me with this project. I'm sure Jaune will be happy now." She turn her back toward the Headmistress of Beacon, "Oh, and if you attack me or try to delete the video, I've instruct Blake to release them. So don't even try thinking about it, okay?" The Arc Matriach voice is giddy and energetic, but the point of it is clear: She's prepared for every contingency.

"Hey wait! Take these cuffs off of me!"

"Oh right!" Yang press several button on her scroll, but instead of her cuffs being open a sound of gas being release fills the room. Glynda look around in panic and confusion as she sees green smoke slowly enveloping the room. "This place is pretty secret so I have to make you sleep again, Miss Goodwitch. I'm really sorry. But don't worry! When you wake up you'll be at your house!" With that Arc leave the room, closing the door behind her and ignoring the cursing Goodwitch.

Outside the room is a plain, white hallway clearly made of steel. Blake Belladonna is also there, leaning her back on the wall with a neutral expression. When she see Yang, she tilted her head, "Is it done?"

Yang flashes her with a wide grin. "Yup! Thanks for lending me the Secret Operations interrogation room, oh and for the cameras and cuffs too."

"No problem Yang."

FIN

Yes, Yandere!MamaYang is a scary Mama. Don't fuck with her. Now enjoy the bonus scene/story of a random stuff I put together~

Axel Yamamoto Crackly Present:

Untold Story: Jaune vs The Seven Sisters

Jaune Arc should've known something like this are bound to happened.

In all his life as an Arc he grew up with seven unique sisters and a very doting parent. His logical side should've warned him of this imminent danger when he decided to ran away from home to follow in his ancestor's footstep without telling his family what's going on. He did plan to visit them once he graduated and become a full fledge Huntsmen, to tell them of his experience as a Hunters and to ask for forgiveness for leaving home.

He should've known, but in his ignorance his mind buried behind the probability of this danger.

"RUBY LOOK OUT!"

Jaune winced when he saw his friend Ruby Rose flung across Beacon Battle Arena. Her opponent elegantly stood in triumph. A young woman, slender and yet blessed by a beautiful curves, hair golden and bright, and eyes green like emerald. The woman's wearing a dress of red, shaped almost like one would find in the military, yet her top open and hide not her large breasts to open view. Her long skirt is made of silk materials yet it is translucent, letting the world see her beautiful legs and panties to the world.

"A noble effort, but against my elegance and strength your technique matter very little." The blond woman tone doesn't hide the haughtiness it possesses. "Surrender yourself, Ruby Rose; I take no pleasure in defeating a weak opponent."

"Rouge please!" Jaune practically screaming by now, "T-That's enough!"

The green eyes shifted toward the form of Jaune that is currently chained to a long wooden pole. "Don't worry little brother; big sis is going to get you home away from these weak hussies." She shifted her eyes toward the crowds that have gathered to watch the fight; most of them are consist of team RWBY, JNPR and CFVY.

Oh yeah, he forget to mention that the girl that just beat Ruby is his big sister.

And he's also chained to a pole with no way of escaping.

How did he get chained to the pole and why is his sister is here, beating up on his friend?

Well it actually happened this morning. He and his team are, as usual, doing the usual shenanigans with the team next door RWBY on the dormitory lounge. Yang and Weiss are fighting, Ruby's trying (and failing) to stop the upcoming war of fire and ice, Blake's trying to read her book, Pyrrha and Nora are conversing about something and Ren meditating (Though Jaune have his suspicion the green Huntsmen in training is, in fact, sleeping.). He himself is torn between helping Ruby, observing the inevitable war or just ignoring them and read his comic.

Before he can choose a route, however, a pair of hands slowly wraps themselves around him in a familiar warm hug. His heart froze, his brain froze, and even his friends are all frozen (Even Blake and Ren, surprisingly). Then he felt the mouth of whoever's hugging him near his ear as the warm breath sent shivers down Jaune's whole body. Then in a melodious yet suggestive tone the perpetrator whispers into his ear.

"We found you, little brother."

And then he black out.

When he awake, he found himself tied to a pole in Beacon Arena and his friends are fighting in a semi-Mortal Combat with his sisters down at the arena used for training and such. He sense dread as he knew for certain that his friends have little chance to beat most of his sisters. Yet his hope for his friend's safety is yet to be doused, however, as his logical side that stayed calm through all this remind him that Ozpin and the rest of the professors won't let this slide so easily.

"Mr. Arc, I am impressed with the skill of your sister. Where did she learn how to fight like that?" Ozpin asked in calm and collected manners, chained to a pole next to him. The rest of the professors, including Glynda Goodwitch herself, are lined up chained to a pole next to the headmaster. "Does she perhaps have interest in becoming a Huntsman? I can give her my sponsor."

How did they get captured like him? Well, he has no idea, actually.

"Are you curious how we capture your teachers, Jaune?" A familiar melodious and suggestive voice spoke. "You can thank me and Noir for it." The young male heir of Arc looks to the side to see a familiar face. Hair bright golden blond, short yet its beauty did not falter. Her eyes are soft pink, skin pale and soft looking. Her attire consist of a red one piece dress that hide little to the imagination, boldly showing her legs and even her a massive view of her bountiful breasts, and a white open cardigan that didn't cover the one piece at all.

Rose…

Rose Arc smile suggestively at her little brother as she strutted sensually toward him. Then she begins to touch him slowly. Suggestively. "We've really missed you, Brother. When you ran away from home we've searched everywhere for you." She stops next to the blond and begin rubbing his stomach and somewhere her hands aren't supposed to rub. "But then we found out you're at Beacon Academy of all places. We just have to bring you back home, no matter the cost."

"W-Wait Rose! Where are you touching?!"

"Its fine isn't it? We're family after all. Family has special privileges."

Jaune open his mouth to retort that it's because they're family molesting him isn't ethical at all. He didn't get the chance however as a loud bang echoes through the place. All eyes turn toward the source to see Yang and Ruby fighting Rouge on, but even with the sisters tag teaming the Arc, she still hold over advantage over them. Every coordinate attacks were successfully counter.

"Tag teaming hm? Well it can't be help I guess." Rose chuckles, "But I doubt it's enough. They'll need a full team to fight her in equal ground." Thankfully she stops molesting the blond Arc as the later let out a sigh of relief.

"Wait, Rose where are the other? If you're here then they're here too, right?" The fact that he can't see the rest of his sisters worried him. They're all very powerful in their own rights, and the chance of them causing mayhem is really high.

The blond with skimpy clothing's smirk at her little brother, "Oh they're around." Another explosion garners the attention of all the eyes, this time Jaune eyes widened in horror.

Chaos now reins the arena. Rouge are still fighting with Yang and Ruby, but he can see Blake and Weiss fighting what he suspect is another one of his sister but the long green hoodie she's wearing prevent him to identify the person but if he has to guest it'll be Blanc Arc, his team are also fighting against one of his sister; Verte Arc, and team CFVY is fighting the twin Bleu and Gris.

Oh Oum his friends are going to be destroyed!

"Stop with this nonsense!" Glynda Goodwitch finally snapped as she struggles to set herself free. "I don't care what you came here for, but this action of yours will not go unpunished!" The aura that she emits is strong enough to make feeble mortal to crumble.

But not Rose, she's far than some feeble mortal. "Ooooh~! Kinky propositions, Miss Goodwitch. Unfortunately for you, you can't do anything as long as you're wearing that Aura Suppression Cuffs. But if you're interested we can do some role-play right here, where my little bro and your fellow professors can watch. I don't mind an audience." Some of the professors looks away and cough awkwardly at the girl shameless question.

"Aura suppression cuffs? I see… No wonder I can't use my aura." Ozpin look impress more than anything, "But how did you get all of these? They're only use by the Council Enforcers."

Rose waves Ozpin question off, "One of my boy toy is a member of the council. Asking him for a few of them takes only some foreplay and a little bit of teasing." She look at the older man and licks her lips suggestively, "I have a very talented skills, Mr. Ozpin. Veteran Huntsmen or Council Members, I can make them turn to goo of ecstasy."

"I see. A seductress."

"You can call me that, sure." With a shrug Rose turn away from the chained prisoners and look at the arena with a large grin on her face. "IF YOU HUSSY WANTS TO TAKE OUT BROTHER BACK YOU BETTER FIGHT HARDER! FIGHT WITH EVERYTHING YOU HAVE!" She screams out while pumping her fist to the air rooting for her enemies.

Oh god, he just hopes his friends can survive this mess.

FIN

This is basically a 'what if' crack story if Jaune sisters are the embodiment of the seven sins, and all of them are a Bro-Con. Basically they're all will fight the entire Beacon (More so RWBY, JNPR and CFVY) to bring their brother back.

Yeah, just like that.

The Seven Sisters of Arc:

-Pride = Rouge

-Greed = Verte

-Lust = Rose

-Envy = Noir

-Gluttony = Blanc

-Sloth = Bleu

-Wrath = Gris