A.N.: I am a big idiot. I fucking formatted the USB drive I held the chapters for this story, so I lost everything I wrote so far. I am banging my head against the table right now. And writing this. It is harder than it sounds.

I am sorry, dear readers.

This gave me a big writer's block for this story, so I am putting this one on standby till further notice or I get inspired again. To not let you all hanging, I decided to write a short omake with a 'what if' Jaune's Servant was a different Saber.

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"Are you my Master?"

Jaune looked at the figure clad in red in front of him. She had a superb figure, her perfect breasts lined by the white undershirt of the mix of jacket and dress she wore. She had powerful green eyes, her luscious blonde hair perfectly held by a bum and small braids. Her white skin shone under the light coming from the mosaic window. But one detail called Jaune's attention the most, and he needed to speak about it.

"I-I can s-see through y-your s-skirt!" Fair to say his red was as red as the girl's jacket in front of him. He just gave a proud smile as she rested her hands in her hips.

"Don't be foolish, it is not see-through, I am allowing you to see." She then looked down on him, as in deep thought. "Stand up, Praetor."

Jaune stood up as ordered, and tried to process in his mind who was that mysterious, gorgeous girl. She didn't look like she was older than him, but held herself with grace and dignity, a certain degree of aloofness, but full of pride and determination. She started to circle around him, and the boy then noticed that her clothes exposed much of her beautiful back, including part of her round buttocks, and once again the boy was fuming from his ears.

"You don't strike me as the most prominent centurion, Praetor. But I can tell you have potential. Besides…" She gently held his chin with her strong yet delicate hands. "You are a beautiful boy, and I certainly appreciate beauty."

She had lustful eyes towards the boy, and Jaune's mind just decided that was the perfect moment to reset. The red clad girl took noticed of that and started feeling Jaune's arms and chest, apparently evaluating him as someone would evaluate cattle. She was feeling his abs as someone entered the abandoned building. Her sweet voice and red hair made Jaune's mind restart.

"Jaune, are you here… Jaune!" Pyrrha was shocked to see the mysterious girl with both hands in his abs. "Jaune, please tell me she is one of your cousins!"

"Wha… OH DUST!" Jaune backed always from the mysterious girl, who seemed to admire Pyrrha for a bit. "Pyr, I swear I never saw this girl before today and I was doing nothing with her!"

"Ah, I see you have great taste too, Praetor. This Hellenic girl is just like Hippolyta from the old legends, the brave Amazon warrior that challenged even the power of Hercules! Indeed, she pleases me as well." The blonde girl approached Pyrrha and touched her arms, making the redhead skip to Jaune's side.

"Jaune, who is this girl?" There was lots of jealousy in Pyrrha's voice, and while Jaune couldn't get it, it was clear to the mysterious girl.

"Ah, I see. The Amazon's heart was taken by you as Hippolyta took Theseus' heart. It is beyond such lover of all things beauty like me to get in the way of such romance, like the envious goddess Juno did over Jupiter. So, Praetor, I command you as your Empress to please the woman that chose you as hers." The way she spoke was regal, but Jaune's mind couldn't fathom him being Pyrrha's target for her affections.

"Wait, wait, wait, Pyr and I aren't like that, right Pyr…" Jaune turned to see Pyrrha's gazing downwards, her cheeks bright red under the light of the moon coming from the windows, she fidgeting a little. Jaune's mind come to a screech, reset itself and a big neon sign popped inside it. "Wait… Pyr… Do you…"

"That was definitely not how I wanted to tell you… But… For a long time now, I have being… you know…" She was unable to speak the words she wanted to say for so long. Jaune just smiled and left out an amused chuckle.

"You, Pyrrha Nikos, for me? You could have someone way better than Jaune Arc…"

"No, I couldn't, because to me, there is no one better." She shyly confessed, and Jaune held her left hand, his other hand on her waist, and she looked slowly up, their gaze finally meeting.

"I wish I could have told this to you after I finally become someone proud of myself. But since the dance… I have being in love with you."

Pyrrha couldn't believe the words he spoke. She who waited for far too long for them. She who almost gave up so many times. Only to see Jaune doing all the small acts of gallantry and kindness he did so naturally and gave so little value, but that spoke so much to her. Tears flowed from her big green eyes, and Jaune kissed her gently. Pyrrha answered by hugging him tightly and kissing him with much passion. They only stopped by the sounds of applause.

"Bravo! Bravo Praetor! That was indeed an act worthy of my presence! Such fiery passion could be reenacted in the biggest theaters across the lands of my empire, performed by the greatest actors! Ah, I am so happy you are my Master!" Jaune's brain stopped working while Pyrrha gave a disconcerted look at the blonde girl and back at him.

"Jaune! Who in all Remnant is this girl?!" The knight could only open his mouth without words coming from it.

"Umu! Here I thought that my legend would be so big that even after millennia people would recognize me on sight! I will let you know, Praetor, that I am Nero Claudius Caesar Augustus Germanicus, Servant of the Saber class, and you are my Master in the upcoming Holy Grail War. You better refer to me just as Saber before others, especially potential enemies." She stated proudly. Jaune's mind immediately started a strike, and Pyrrha gave him a very displeased stare.

"Jaune Arc, better you have a good explanation for this, if you want to have a girlfriend for longer than five minutes."

Jaune screamed internally as loud as possible to try to make his brain work again. Pyrrha waited there, deep down hoping he had an explanation she could believe because she would not lose him as soon as she finally got him.

Saber gave a pleased laugh at the scene.

"Praetor, not only you entertain me with such display of passion but also as a great comedian!"

Enough to say, Jaune never wanted to be dreaming so much as in that moment.