The author takes no stance on Rum Raisin ice cream. Yang and Sun, however, do.

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“Weren’t you two supposed to be helping me find my keys?”

The trio of blondes were currently at the university dairy bar. Sun had gotten Chunky Monkey, because of course he had, Yang had gotten a triple scoop of cookie dough, aka the best flavor, and Jaune had gotten Rum Raisin. Rum. Raisin. The other two had discussed via text that Jaune could not be trusted to take care of himself and desperately needed someone to help him with his life decisions after they found out the horrifying fact about Jaune’s flavor choices.

“Well you know what they say, Jaune-gnome,” Yang put her arm around the boy and put her free arm out in front of them, as if showing him some invisible truth. “It’s always in the last place you look.”

Jaune nodded like he understood, only to shake his head confused. “But I haven’t been here all semester.”

“Who knows what winds take your things Jaune.” Sun said dramatically with Chunky Monkey on his face. “The point is, we don’t know where your key is, but we do know where it’s not. ” He tapped his forehead. “I mean you already checked all the obvious places, right?”

“I mean I guess but I get lost and accidentally go into a lot of places so I’m not sure if I checked them all-”

“ Exactly! ” Sun interrupted. “So now we just have to check the places where you haven’t been. Like Yang said, it’s always in the last place you look, so we just have to look in those places first! Simple right!”

From the way Jaune looked like he was processing Linear Algebra, it wasn’t. But if it was so easy for Sun to figure out… “Yeah sure! That makes sense!” He nervously chuckled.

“Great then let’s head off to the next place you don’t go to!” Yang jumped off her seat, and, when Jaune wasn’t looking, sent a text to Sun.

Yang: So we’re doing this just to mess with him right?

Sun: If by mess with then you mean giving him the best day ever, then yes. Yes we are.

Yang: Nice… Also you still have ice cream on your face.

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“So remind me why we decided to come to a museum? These are for nerds right? I thought we were going to places Jaune didn’t go to.”

“For your information,” Jaune prickled, “Museums are important to understanding the mistakes and achievements of our past, and using those to improve the future. Or at least that’s what Pyrrha says. She dragged me here once but we had to leave when I accidentally went into the girls bathroom because I thought it was an installation.” He chuckled.

Sun spoke without thinking. “Oh that’s someplace I know Jaune’s never been.”

“Where?”

“Pyrrha’s dorm room- Ow! Yang what the hell?” Sun rubbed his arm where the girl had hit him.

Jaune gave Sun an even more confused look. “I go over to her room all the time? We hang out and study together. Though I didn’t check there yet! Maybe that’s where my keys are!” He smiled brightly.

“No Jaune I meant that you’ve never- Ow! Yang what is it?”

“Just a second Jaune I think Sun’s lost his decency somewhere with your keys.” She gave Sun a look that said, ‘normally I’d condone this behavior but this is like bullying a 5 year old.’

“ Anyway Jaune, you want to go check out Pyrrha’s room then? I’m sure keys are the only things you’ve ever left there- Ow! come on Yang that one wasn’t even that bad!”

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Blake lounged around the apartment for a few hours before she started to regret her decision. The two had pushed her pun tolerance too far, that was completely true, but there was something endearing about their nonsense. Probably the reason she was dating them to be honest.

Of course, she couldn’t let them off easy either. They needed to learn their lesson, since this wasn’t the first time they’d nearly punned her to death. Though, she knew she had only pushed the problem off to whatever poor innocent person they came across while they were out.

Then she started to worry. It was entirely possible they had gotten into trouble since she had kicked them out, or at the very least caused some property damage. It wouldn’t be the first time. Or the second. Or the third.

She decided to go out and distract herself. It wasn’t a good idea to keep cooped up inside all day anyway. She wasn’t sure what she was going to do, she usually went out with Sun and Yang; they were they party king and queen of Beacon University after all. Still she could keep herself company with a good book in a cafe or something. She smiled at that thought, and went out.

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It was still sunny out when they made it to Pyrrha’s hall. It was the one where all the student athlete’s went to with big rooms and close proximity to the athletic and training center. Of course, it was common knowledge that Pyrrha Nikos was the star of Beacon’s track and field team, and half the student body basically drooled over her. That said she wasn’t close to many people, besides Nora, Ren and of course…

“Jaune!” Yang yelled up to the boy she was giving a piggyback ride to. It seemed Jaune wasn’t as warmed up for the impromptu race Yang and Sun decided to, and so Yang, always looking for new ways to prove herself, threw him on her back and still out ran Sun, though not by much. “You ok buddy?”

Jaune, for his part, did not look ok. Hair tousled even more wildly than usually from the wind and shaking as he still held on for dear life onto Yang, he looked like he had just gone for a ride on her motorcycle, rather than on her back.

He opened his tightly shut eyes and heaved a heavy sigh, getting off of Yang. “Yeah. Sorry. I’m not good with transportation.” He laughed breathlessly.

“Hey I’m fine as long as you don’t throw up on me.” She grinned, standing up straight.

“Gross I didn’t even like seeing the Rum Raisin on the way down” Sun grimaced as they walked into the dorm building.

“What? What’s wrong with Rum Raisin?” Jaune looked extremely concerned, ready to fight for his ice cream.

“Everything.” The other two said simultaneously as they entered the elevator up to Pyrrha’s floor. “Who puts raisins in anything, let alone ice cream?” Sun looked disgusted at Jaune and shook his head in shame. “Honestly what does this Pyrrha chick see in him?”

“What.”

“Holy shit Sun really?” Yang had her head in her hands. Literally everyone knew not to bring this up with Jaune or Pyrrha. Apparently except for Sun.

“Wait… no no no!” Jaune turned beet red. “No it’s nothing like that, Pyrrha’s just a really good friend! She’s just a friend. No romantic feelings there. It’s a barren love desert, trust me. Just friends. Amigos. Compadres.”



Sun did not look convinced at all, even less so when Jaune knocked on the door, cheeks still burning.

Pyrrha opening her door in a tank top and shorts did not help matters. Not that Jaune could tell he was smiling, but it was certainly enough for Sun and Yang to see. And Pyrrha wasn’t much different. Sun quickly texted Yang.

Sun: You’ve got to be fucking kidding me

Yang: Nope

Yang: They’re hopeless

“Jaune! What a lovely surprise that you dropped by!” Pyrrha said, her kind and welcoming self. “What can I do for you?”

“Well actually I lost my keys and I was wondering if I left them here.”

Pyrrha laughed, not at Jaune’s misery, but at that he had lost them yet again. “Jaune you need to get a lanyard.”

“I’m not a freshman why should I look like one!” He pouted a bit. But she kept laughing anyway. At this point Yang and Sun felt like they really shouldn’t be here, and Yang coughed to signal their presence.

“Oh! I didn’t realize you brought friends with you, so sorry.” She leaned out the door way to see Yang and Sun and smiled. “You’re new to the roleplaying club right? It’s nice to see you two again!”

“Keys Pyrrha.” Jaune chuckled.

“Right! I haven’t seen any around here… but if memory serves me right, last time they were in your left pocket of your jeans. Did you check?”

“Pyrrha what do you take me for of course I checked my jeans.” He reached into his pockets and pulled out his keys. “Oh. Wow Pyrrha you’re a lifesaver!”

Now, from Yang and Sun’s perspective, it looked like Jaune was about to hug Pyrrha. All signs pointed to it. Yet they just stood there, looking at first looking at each other, but as the moment stretched on, they looked away, not saying anything. It was embarrassing to watch. So Yang spoke up.

“Uh Blake just texted me that she wants to meet us over at the bookstore cafe so... “

Pyrrha gave a goodbye and closed the door, while the three blondes waited for the elevator. Once they got inside Sun started groaning, loudly.

“Ah! Are you ok?” Jaune yelped.

“Am I ok?! Are you ok?!” Sun had a crazed look in his eye, so Yang tried to calm him down. “How can he not realize… how can anyone be so blind…”



Jaune decided not to question it, since Yang and Sun were known for being a bit wild. That explained what he was saying, right?