Hello one and all! I finished chapter three in somewhat of a timely schedule.

I've received some valid questions that I think better answered here just incase anyone else is to ask these things. For one I'm mostly going off of the world of remnant lore video on faunus, that states that when two fanus have a child, that child fanus trait is completely random. The only thing I'm adding here is the idea that horns and certain other faunus traits develop after birth due to logistical reasons. So yeah Bella is Sun's biological daughter.

Also someone asked about the silver eyes and whether I consider them to be a dominant or recessive trait or just how will the inheritance work in general. Well sort of forgot to write a description for Amaranth and Sapphire but they both have silver eyes, so do the twins. I consider Silver eyes to be a dominant trait but that doesn't mean all of their kids should have them. So Galahad is the odd one out with green eyes. I'm sort of working out family histories here for example Sapphire has brown hair because that's how I envisioned Jaune's mother's hair to be to colored… or at least my oc version of her that probably won't show up in the story... her name is Castaña btw.

In the early hours of the day, the house laid quiet. The only light peaked in through cracked windows and thin curtains. The residents lay curled and wrapped in whites as they torpidly awaited morning. Shielding themselves from the cold air of autumn with thick blankets that draped over them. The cold wind could be heard shaking the trees just outside, branches dancing in their windows and brushing lightly again their walls. There might have even been some drizzle. It was truly the sort of morn that beckoned you to stay in bed. Jaune certainly intended to… until he heard a knocking at his door.

Now, Jaune Arc did like to relax, but no one could call him lazy. Jaune got up and wrapped himself in bathrobe before opening the bedroom door. Sapphire Arc stood just outside, clad in her adorable footie pajamas and clutching her rather worse for wear stuffed beowulf. She seemed to still be shaking off the grogginess, rubbing eyes.

"Did you have a nightmare sweetie?" Jaune asked a he kneeled in front of the young girl.

Sapphire shook her head. "There's someone knocking on the door."

Jaune was taken aback by this. Was there someone knocking on the door, this early in the mourning? How come he hadn't heard it?

"Well then babygirl, let go down and see who it is." Jaune said.

With a nod sapphire threw her arms around he father's neck and locked her hands behind him. Jaune then hoisted her up against his chest and began making his way down. Sure enough on the way down the steps he could hear it. A light knocking coming from down stairs. Jaune might have dismissed it as someone in the kitchen or maybe even some faulty pipe but Saphire said someone was at the door he trusted her. True to her word the soft knocking was in fact coming from the door. He then wondered how Sapphire heard, it could have woken her up.

"Were you already awake, Sapphie?" Jaune asked, the girl nodded.

"I was comin' down- then I heard it." She said.

Someone was in fact knocking on the door. But who? The obviously answer, it was Ruby, back from Menagerie faster than he'd ever expected. It had only been a day since the conversation. If he were slightly more awake we would have noted than nothing short of jet could get Ruby back to patch in a night. Still Jaune was tired, Summer demanded much of his that night, and who else could it be.

"Sapphie, Why don't go wake up the your brothers and sisters while daddy answers the door?" He told small girl who, now fully awake, nodded and skipped out of the room.

Jaune then went to the door and opened it. Needless to say he didn't find what he expected…

"Uh, Hello…" Jaune heard from below him.

Standing in his porch was a little white haired prince, pale skinned and olive eyed. He was dressed the part as well, wearing grey slacks and a matching coat over white shirt. He stood there primm and proper, chest out, legs straight gaze set firmly on Jaune. He looked uncomfortable, as if he was told to assume this position which might have not been far from the truth.

The young boy, couldn't have been older than five. Had both hands clasping the handle of a rather expensive looking, briefcase. He seemed to be struggling with the case yet he fought to not show it. A brief second went by where it seemed the young boy had forgotten why he was then he cleared his throat.

"G-good morning, I am-" He started.

"Winston Schnee, I know." Jaune said, cutting the child off. He took a kneeling position in from of the child now making eye contact, the boy squirmed and looked away. Jaune smiled at him. "I haven't seen you since you were three! Do you remember me?"

"I…" The boy looked embarrassed no doubt atlesian stiff taught him that in a situation like this he's already made a fool of himself.

"It's okay if you don't" Jaune added hastily. The oddity of the situation wasn't lost on Jaune. The boy lived on a different continent, yet here he was, in the early morning knocking on his door alone. What's more he seemed to be carrying something in a briefcase with him. All this was cause for concern but Jaune knows one should keep it slow when talking to children.

"Did you come here alone?" Jaune asked.

The boy shook his head and point the towards a cream car parked by the park. Just as Jaune was getting up to walk up to it the car drove off.

"Who was that? Your mommy?" Jaune asked.

"No… Miss Crane." The boy said.

"Who is miss Crane?"

"Mother says she'll keep me safe." The boy spoke. "Here…" The boy said expenting his short, little arm towards Jaune a red envelope in hand.

From the sound of it Miss Crane is some sort of bodyguard. He wouldn't put above Weiss to hire one for her child. She was the type of parent to have a heart attack when the baby sneezed, then to rush hospital to be told it was nothing and then refused to accept that answer. Everytime baby Winston cried at night Ruby, and by extension him were made privy in the form of panicked Call. Weiss would ask Ruby who by this point was already an experienced mother, question after question often keeping Ruby in the phone for hours. It was cute then if a bit annoying.

Jaune to the paper and look it over. The paper had decorative edges and it was written in the most elegant form of cursive. This was unmistakably the handwriting of Weiss Schnee. Jaune to a second to read the letter.

"What?!" He said out loud. He then wince at how afraid young winston looked.

"Come on in Winston." Jaune said.

Jaune brought Winston over to the kitchen. He sat the young boy in a child size stool, that was Sapphire's and heated up some hot cocoa for the boy. Winston looked happy enough, Jaune supposed, sipping his chocolate beverage. Still he sat perfectly straight gripping the cup with both arms, the boy had insisted on wearing summer's bib. Jaune had to hold back laughter as the boy drank his drink the atlesian way, he might as well have been holding his pinky out.

"T-thank you, Mister Arc."

"Mister Arc? Please call me uncle Jaune."

"Ok… Uncle Jaune." Winston said with a small smile on his face. Jaune dare say he's reassured young winston. He certainly seemed far more comfortable around Jaune as he did on the porch outside.

"Daddy…?" Both Jaune and Winston turn to see Sapphire who had made her way back to the kitchen after coming down the step. She stand at the archway connecting the kitchen to hallway, the two four year olds eyed each other cautiously like a pet does a new guest. Winston once again seems uncomfortable practically folding under Sapphire's Silvery gaze.

"Hey sweety do you remember Winston? You two had play dates when you were three." Jaune said trying to break the Ice, It was a longshot but maybe the former association will ease them into talking. If Jaune was completely honest, Sapphire distracting Winston would be help him out at least a little.

Sapphire stares intently towards, young boy. Winston looks a little put off as if he didn't know what to make of the situation, neither did Jaune honestly. She walked right up to him, personal space be damned and stood there for a brief second. She hums for a second as if in deep recollection, then break into giggles and throws her arms around the young boy.

"Weenie!" She shouts as if he were a long lost brother.

"W-what?" the boy asked. Jaune is absolutely flabbergasted his daughter did seemed to have some recollection of the boy she met when she was three and either of the could barely form sentences.

"Weenie." She repeated as if it was the most normal thing.

"Don't call me that." The boy sai sounding at least a little bit angry. Jaune himself let out a snort.

"Sapphire are the others up?" Jaune asked. The girl turned to him and nodded.

"Well, then why don't you go introduce Weenie to your brothers?" Jaune suggested. The boy in question wanted to protest but Sapphire was already practically dragging him up the stairs just as Taiyang, carrying Summer was making his was down those same stairs.

"Uh… Jaune, Is that Weiss'?" Taiyang asked all the while Summer outstretched her little arms making it very clear she wanted to be with Jaune. "Such betrayal."

"It's a bit of a long story." Jaune said as he took his daughter from Taiyang. "Sorry about her, she's a bit of a daddy girl."

"It's no problem I'm the Grand dad after all…" Taiyang said. What that was supposed to mean Jaune didn't know but a courtesy laugh would just invite more puns so he chose to ignore it.

"Listen, would you mind starting on breakfast I've gotta call Weiss." Jaune said as summer played with his hair.

"Yeah no problem, everything ok?" He says.

"Yeah more or less. Thanks again Tai!" Jaune said as he exited the kitchen.

The living room of house was the first left turn off of the main entrance. It was a rustic sort of room with a shaggy rug and quilts over the red sofa set. The walls had a few decorations, mainly family pictures and mounted weapons. The room had glassdoor that lead to the front patio, and a black tea table centred between the couch. The true center piece however was the wall mounted television; touch sensitive, high resolution collapsible screen, built in sound system and even a built in computer connected to the web. The thing was practically a giant scroll, which was perfect for Jaune purposes today.

With Summer still on one arm Jaune reaches out in front of it, and the television screen unfolds. Jaune digs through the menus with his finger for a couple of seconds before the Tv goes into call mode.

Ring...Ring, Ring.

Jaune finally takes in what time it is. It's a little over six. Usually the household is up by seven though In an average day Jaune would be up by six thirty. He didn't use a scroll alarm for this, just his own internal clock and good habits.

The call finally connected Jaune made a note that it's probably much earlier in Atlas than it is one patch but disregarded the thought. The pristine voice of Weiss AI receptionist, Penelope, sounded off.

"You have reached the private office of Remnant World Trade Company CEO Weiss Schnee. Unfortunately you're calling before business hours. I recommend reaching us a later-"

"This is Jaune Arc, I know Weiss sleeps in her office." Jaune cut the ai off as it rattle what was most like a protocol statement.

"General Arc! Is this a emergency?" The ai asks. Hardly, but Jaune knew she'd never put Weiss on the phone other.

"Yes." A white lie.

"Ok I shall wake up Miss Schnee up at once!" She said with an exaggerated salute.

"Thanks, Penelope. Oh! one more thing…"

"Yes?"

"It's just Jaune nowadays." Jaune said.

"Very well Jaune." She said before disappearing from the screen.

Jaune busied himself lightly bouncing summer in his arms. The young girl wanting nothing more than to touch the shiny screen in front of them. It sort of clashes with the rest of the room, Where as most of the room was homely and warmly colored the sleek metals and plastic whites of the device stands out like a sore thumb. It's very high tech or at least it was when it was given to them. It was less of a gift and more required equipment which allowed them to make secured long distance conferences. Nowadays however, the need abated and the device's been reduced to be used as a television in his home. with the once in a blue moon conference call through special channels. 'Situations just as this one' Jaune thought as he played with summer.

Weiss steps into frame wearing a disheveled suit, and loose hair. She certainly seemed tired, at least to jaune.

"Ah Jaune…. Summer?! How's my godchild doing?" She finishes with an obnoxious baby voice.

"Hello Weiss." Jaune said.

"I trust you're calling because Winston made it safely to you." Weiss said.

Jaune finally decided to come around to the address the elephant in the room.

"I read your letter Weiss, a ward? You want me to raise your son for you?"

"It's a temporary arrangement." Weiss as Jaune could hear her take a sip of something." Till you can teach him to be a man."

"...What?"

"Jaune, I am just one woman…" Weiss stated rather solemnly. " While I have been, and continue to be a great mother, I can not do it all. One crucial thing my Winston needs that I cannot provide. A father figure...I mean I could but I'd need a sex change and even then that's just trading a father for a mother." Weiss finishes as if it's the most common things in the world.

"There is million better answers to your dilema than to ship your son halfway across the planet to live with me." Jaune said.

"Don't think I haven't thought this through Jaune Arc! I am nothing if not thorough." She said with a huff.

"Well then I all ears." Jaune snarked.

"I've read the articles! I know what happens to boy without father figures." Weiss said righteously.

"That hardly applies to your son if anything, you should be worried he'd become a spoiled trust fund brat." Jaune said.

"Jaune, I am trying to care for winston; to give him everything he needs."

"Weiss, my point is there is a million sensible solutions to your dilema you didn't choose any."

"I'm fully aware of how this must look to you, but trust me when I say this is the best course of action. Other kids have grandfathers and uncles… I'm sure I don't need to tell you why I have to keep Winston from my father and brother.?

"What about the boy's father?"

"He knew when he married me that if thing went wrong I could have a divorce served and finalized in a day." She said. "Prenupts." She clarified.

"It's almost as if you were expecting your marriage to fall apart." Jaune rolled his eyes

"I thought it wise given my family." She said rather solemnly. "Anyways so not the point I could send Winston to him but why would I? If I'm to send Winston away I might as well send him to the best father figure I know."

"Wow, a glowing recommendation Miss Schnee." Jaune snarked.

"I can tell you're not yet sold on this... look Jaune I need this. You know, I caught Winston imitating Witley, Witley! I know him and my dad are trying to get their paws on my son- my heir… I can't always be at Schnee manor always and I… rather he be with you and Ruby when I'm not around than with Witley."

Jaune could honestly relate at least a little bit to Weiss' situation. There is that nagging voice behind each parent's ear accusing those around their child of leading them astray. He didn't really know how it felt not being able to trust his own family around his child but he did know that fear. The fear of not being enough, after all parenting was a two person job and tackling it alone was an intimidation prospect it was for and now, for Weiss as well.

Jaune ran a hand over his hair, allowing himself to be distracted by Summer who pull lightly at his hair. The girl seemed to look over him with curiosity as if sensing her father's heavy mood but not knowing of a way to console him. The girl light put her hands over he father's scratchy cheeks. She might not know what's happening but Jaune would prefer to think his daughter is trying to console.

"Okay Weiss but this isn't a permanent solution." Jaune chose to help Weiss. He briefly pondered not informing Ruby, but truth be told Ruby would have accepted in a heartbeat.

"...Thank you Jaune."

"I don't know what you're expecting I'll teach him but I'll try." Jaune said rather optimistically.

"Here's his schedule…" Weiss said and not a second later Jaune's scroll sounds off a notice. Jaune has received a two gigabyte file from Weiss Schnee.

"What's this?" he says.

"Two years worth of his schedule." She says. "Calligraphy, etiquette, singing. As well as his homeschooling courses and future exercises... His favorite food is dinosaur shaped chicken nuggets but don't give them to him too often. He's a growing boy he needs to eat more healthily." Weiss said.

"Weiss we don't have a grand piano." He said looking over the absolutely massive document.

"I can have one at your door at the end of the week." She said.

"Not the point; you asked me to do this, I'm doing it my way." Jaune said hold on his scroll to show he'd deleted the file.

" Jaune Arc I swear I-". Weiss cut off by turning off the tv.

...And scene. Not much else to say really, other than thank you for reading. Don't forget to leave a review if you feel so inclined.

Until next time.