Hey, guys! GOTA, here, with another chapter for 'Jaune And His WRSKy Summer Experience.' In this chapter, Kali has plans to have a lovely evening with Jaune. However, she acquires some assistance from a friend of a friend. Meanwhile, Jaune is at the movies with his friends before Neptune comes to him for a favor. What will happen? Stay tuned!

It was at the bedroom suite at the Les Descartes Hotel where Kali Belladonna was found. Pacing around the room as she made her obligatory phone call to Ghira. As a wife, she must keep her marital duties without arousing suspicion. On the surface, it was to appear that she came to Beacon to only pick up Blake and not to flirt with the local males of the metropolis.

"Blake is doing well, Ghira," she said while taking a sip of her anisette. "I just finished speaking with her and she is hanging with the girls tonight at this dive bar." The tan Faunus was finished taking a shower. She wasn't sporting any clothing for the time being, taking the advantage of thriving in her nakedness. "I shall be home in a couple days, dear. Don't worry, I will see you off before heading off to your business conference. As a reminder, how long shall you be gone?"

Kali learned about being the wife of Ghira about having contingency plans. Things never go according to plan because of unexpected returns. Also, she didn't want the prying eyes of the locals finding out her private affairs and rendezvous. Since Adam Taurus, she learned better from infiltrating, disassociating herself with any White Fang members or any local boys. It wasn't easy paying off Adam, but it didn't take much shutting up the vain, inconsiderate bastard.

"Adam?" She put her finger to her lip. "Last time we talked, he said that he was going to take Blake out and explore some art galleries." Technically, she fabricated some lies to the girls. Honestly, they didn't need to know everything. Part of Adam's keeping mum about their affair was the occasional dates with Blake. She knew of her daughter's disinterest, but needed some timing before she could properly straighten things out. Besides, with Blake's affair with the boy from Alsace and the not-so-hidden rendezvous with Yang, the Faunus wasn't going to ask questions.

"Blake is seventeen. I trust her judgment on her choices. I am sure that she will be wise and respond properly like a Belladonna should." Of course, this was another lie to cover Kali's end. Kali knew that Blake knew about her rendezvous. However, because of their promiscuity, neither party was going to ask questions. In the end, she promised Blake that she will find a way out of it but will need more time. Hopefully, if things go good with Jaune, then a peace offering between mother and daughter will be worth Blake's while.

"I am doing well. The girls, they're fine. Willow is being a great host. Raven, bearable to say the least. And Summer. Well, let's say that our raising Blake shows patience in child rearing." Kali wanted to mask her laughter. Following the incident, they went to the police to report the crime. When the police heard the story, they were close to wanting Summer committed to a mental institution. Yet again, could she blame them? They left Summer alone in a back office with a pack of crayons and coloring books while they were filing paperwork. When coming back to get Summer, she was drawing on the walls. Of course, it ended with Raven knocking some sense back into Summer. The police weren't rattled and didn't even want to press charges. "Because of Summer's 'inconsistency,' Raven is now her guardian until she leaves with Ruby. I pity the child. I didn't think a forty-five year old woman could be this lost. But, anyway, that is what up to par at this time. Love you and speak with you soon."

Wiping her nose, she placed her phone back on the mantle. She walked to the mirror where she was looking at her body. She held onto the flab on her stomach. She was heavily offended with Raven calling her fat a "side-gina."

The nerve of that fucking cunt! I was putting men to bed while you were getting your ass kicked on a regular basis by your bro-con of a brother! Talking about Ghira's not the father of Blake. I am 45% certain that he is the father. I can't recall. I mean, I was drunk at my bachelorette party. Maybe it was the guy from the host club. Maybe it was his brother. I mean it wasn't the first time he faked being fay to be surrounded by women.

She put the speculations to a close. Tonight, the Faunus had a different objective. The other mothers of RWBY decided to go to dinner and head to a strip club. She decided to play sick and decided to do some recon work on her own.

A few hours ago, while stepping outside at the police station to smoke a cigarette, she decided to contact Neptune Vasilias for another favor.

"Neptune! How would you feel if you were to have a date with my daughter?"

"No offense, Mrs. Belladonna, but Blake isn't my type."

"Are you sure, Neptune?! I've always heard that you were quite the Casanova. Could leave a girl wet like a reservoir. Was that your words?"

"Jokingly, by the way. It is just that I really like Weiss. Also, it was a lot of work to program that camera. I could have faced a lot of trouble."

"I know, Neptune. We are terribly sorry for that selfish request. We are grateful for your service. It is just that, we need your help again. We just want to make sure that Jaune is in good hands. He is your friend."

"Golly, Mrs. B. He is but I have already invaded privacy. What if I get caught again?"

"What if I can convince Mrs. Schnee to expand that date with Weiss?"

"What do you mean?"

"For your date, I can pay Mrs. Schnee to provide you and Weiss horseback riding on the beach. Also, a candlelight dinner at the most exclusive restaurant in town. For the bonus, champagne in the hot tub at the most exclusive country club."

"Mrs. B, that sounds like a lucrative offer. I do want to please Weiss in the best way. Riding horses with her, candlelight dinner, and drinking champagne in the hot tub? I don't know. I still haven't got the chance of talking to Weiss. Still waiting on Mrs. Schnee's confirmation."

"Neptune, dear! What if I can convince Mrs. Schnee to ask Weiss to perform some extracurricular activities?"

"Extracurricular activities?"

"C'mon, Nep sweetness! Things you won't ever find in the Beacon Academy rules and guidelines. I mean something to wet your whistle. Believe it or not, but Weiss is Grade A in the sack. You should know the amount of boys who have lined up to ride that ride."

"Thanks for the offer, Mrs. B., but I must decline. I love Weiss as a woman. I don't want to lust after her like I do with the other girls. Those girls are for the night. Weiss is for life."

"What if she gives you a handjob?"

"Two handjobs!"

"Hmm, a change of tune, Nep sweetness! Anything else!"

"And a dry hump!"

"Let me get in touch with Mrs. Schnee and I will return with an answer in the next day or so. However, this favor I need from you is going to be right now. You wouldn't mind helping a little old woman in need, doll?"

"Sure, Mrs. B!"

"Excellent! All I need you to do is talk to Jaune for me. That's all! I will send you instructions on what you need to do. Do this out of sight and don't get caught by prying ears. Capiche?"

"Capiche, Mrs. B!"

"I will send you details in the next few minutes. And sweetie, this conversation never took place."

Kali has learned alot from her best friend, Willow. The words of a prowess woman carry a long way for naive, nubile boys like Neptune. Even by his words, she could tell when he was lying or telling the truth. Boys like Neptune would shake like leaves by the touch of a woman. It wouldn't surprise the Faunus if Neptune could blow a Jackson Pollock in his pants just by a single touch to the thigh. Nevertheless, the boy was useful and she needed to perform this act solo.

Kali made her way to the closet where she pulled out her dress. A sparkling black dress from the Grace Kelly collection. What Kali knew from Blake that Jaune liked the color black on a woman. She couldn't get her eyes off of Jaune when seeing him perform in action with Willow. If that glorious display worked on Willow wearing nothing but lingerie and a bathrobe, only Oum knew what Jaune would do when seeing her in this dress.

Her Uber would be ready in the matter of minutes. Unlike Willow, she wouldn't use this hotel as a place of venue. She didn't trust the girls and she knew that she had to watch every move, especially with the cameras.

Despite making a pact to not make a move on Jaune without each other knowing, the Faunus was playing for keeps. Although she liked sharing with the girls when it came to other boys.

With Jaune, she was going to monopolize.

Meanwhile….

It was an intermission at the movie theatre as Jaune was stepping outside to purchase some more popcorn. What excited Jaune was that Ren didn't tell him that the My Hero Academia movie was a double feature. He felt grateful to be wearing his green Izuku Midoriya novelty socks. A purchase made when Willow provided him with money for his new clothes.

The teen was still in awe and disbelief that he actually had sex with Weiss' mother. While standing in line to get more popcorn, he still couldn't get the thoughts of their lovemaking on the couch. Just the thought alone was causing him to develop a woody in his slacks. He began whistling theme songs to take his mind off of it. The last thing he wanted to do was develop a boner in front of the others.

"Bombs ahoy!" Jaune immediately moved when seeing the blonde Faunus trying to perform a Swanton Bomb toward him. Sun did a tuck and roll before nearly crashing onto another line.

"Easy, Sun! Are you trying to get us kicked out of another theatre," questioned Jaune. "Plus, that was a very poor impression if you wanted to impersonate the Detroit Smash!"

Sun scoffed. "Pssh! Detroit and Flint are doing that without us trying. Anyway, dude! Ren is the man for these tickets! This movie kicks ass!"

Jaune nodded. "Definitely! Can't wait to watch the Two Heroes feature next. Getting plenty of popcorn without any interruptions." He looked onto Sun. "So, you and the others can get a bathroom break. I won't explain anything you miss!"

"Yeah, yeah," said Sun while patting Jaune's back. "By the way, who dressed you today? Your mother?"

"Knock it off," interjected Jaune. "Or at least that it is what your mother told me after knocking her off last night." He shook his head disappointingly. "Have your father dust off his lint from the dick cheese trap every once in a while!"

Sun's immediately flattened but changed back to composure. "Uncalled for, but my apologies."

"Thank you!"

"No, my condolences toward your father for missing the gravy train I ran on your mother," interjected Sun. The blonde Faunus slapped his thigh off his own compliment. "I'm on fire!"

"So is your flea-infested clitoris you call a dick," said Jaune. "What is the fresh catch of the day? Alaskan King crabs or soft shelled?"

Sun stuck his tongue. He nodded approvingly while grabbing Jaune's shoulders. "Impressed," he whistled loudly. "Really impressed. But seriously, who did dress you? You look like you're heading to a job interview instead of hanging with the guys?"

Jaune couldn't tell anyone what occurred earlier in the hotel. He knew that although he trusted his friends, hormonally challenged teenage boys fail at keeping secrets. Also, the possibility of blackmail can ensue because Jaune is underaged and the women were married. A hint of guilt already consumed his mind about engaging in this extramarital affair, but he tried putting those thoughts aside. This was a business transaction! Yeah, that's it! I wasn't doing anything to hurt Jacques. Plus, he is a businessman. He probably had Willow involved in things like this. However, the thought of that placed a chill to his spine.

"End of the year," replied Jaune casually. "Girls from various academies frequent this theatre." He popped his collar. "You call it a job interview but I would like to call it…" He stopped, wiping the plainclothes Sun. "Narrowing the competition."

The comment produced a smile from the Faunus. "You're alright, Arc!" Sun reached into his pocket to retrieve his money. "Tell me what you want and I can buy it for you! You deserve a reprieve for those quick comments. Sun approves!"

The blonde rubbed the sole of his shoes, feeling pleasantly surprised. "Gee, Sun. I don't know what to say."

Sun gripped the blonde's shoulder. "Think nothing of it! Plus, your mother couldn't say anything after I muddled her mouth with some Faunus milk."

Jaune nodded approvingly. He laughed when hearing those words. "Hilarious! I will keep that in mind when I talk with your sister."

Sun looked awkwardly. "But I don't have a sister!"

"Not yet, you don't! But after nine months give or take!" Jaune patted Sun on the shoulder as he proceeded to step out of line to return back to the theatre. He turned around. "Thanks for having your mother acquiring my assistance." He winked.

"You're playing, right," asked Sun while laughing nervously. "I was only joking about your mother earlier. I knew I said did your mother dress you because that is how my mother dresses me. You're joking, right? Jaune?! Jaune?!" The blonde Faunus became teary-eyed. "Jaune?!"

Jaune was humming a Juice Wrld song on his way back to the theatre. Admittedly, the day before, he did assist Sun's mother with some furniture. The mother was very sweet and very kind to the blonde. So much so that he was invited to have dinner with her. However, he declined her offer. The venue of choice was so welcoming of underage boys and he felt he couldn't wear spandex.

As he made a corner around the hallway, he spotted Neptune at his eyesights. "Jaune," he said with a hint of excitement in his voice. "Just the man I need to see."

Jaune wanted to question Neptune's panting before being pulled by him.

"What's going on," asked Jaune while being pulled away.

"Just need to talk is all," answered Neptune. "You can say that it's a bit of a one-on-one."

"Can it wait," retorted Jaune. "The movie is about to start."

The response was met with Neptune putting his hands in a prayer position. "Please! It's very important. More for your eyes only." He pointed at the door. "Besides, they are playing a Promare trailer."

No second guessing was needed as he and Neptune were heading out of the movie theatre. Jaune texted Ren to hold their spots while they were discussing business.

A few minutes later….

Neptune and Jaune proceeded to the back of the movie theatre. As they were walking, Jaune noticed that Neptune was looking at his cell phone every other minute.

"Who is the latest kitten on Neptune's agenda," asked Jaune in a laughing manner.

"Actually, no kittens this time, Jauney boy," replied Neptune. "There is a pretty young lady I have been fancying. Let's say she is keeping this date on ice." It was obvious to Jaune that the teen was referring to Weiss. Despite his metaphors, Neptune would do anything to please the Snow Princess. Nevertheless, he must keep calm as it wasn't too long ago that he had slept with the Snow Queen.

Out of respect and for the sake of his privacy, Jaune didn't further the guessing game. Neptune pointed out the concrete barricade as a suitable place. When leaning on the wall, he turned to the blonde. "I have a bit of a proposition for you."

Jaune swayed his arms. "If you talk about being a wingman again, then no!" Jaune couldn't forget the last time when he was a wingman for Neptune. He watched as Neptune turned red when it appeared he was traveling down memory lane.

"No, no! No wingman this time," replied Neptune nervously. "I still want to apologize about that night with Velvet and Coco."

Jaune nodded in compliance. "Coco is a sweet girl and so is Velvet." He wiped the sweat from his forehead. "But you didn't tell me that my hanging out would encompass an evening at Forever Falls with the girls."

"Dude, you're single," retorted Neptune. "I was trying to score with Coco. Velvet is cute. She fancies you! You could have done with a bit of hanky panky."

"Velvet wants a serious relationship and honestly, I am not ready for one," said Jaune. Jaune couldn't be honest that Velvet was an emotional girl. A teen that always carried her feelings over her shoulders. She always apologized for every little thing, even the things that weren't her fault. Even when they went to Forever Falls to make out, she forced herself onto Jaune. Also, she wasn't a very good kisser. Afterward, Jaune took her home and she wanted to continue by having a nightcap. However, Jaune declined and went home.

Ever since then, it has been non-stop from Velvet Scarlatina. Letters, meals, desserts, even underwear. Fearing an already possessive Ruby, he had politely told the Faunus to stop. However, he depicted another Ruby in the process.

It was proof during the ride to the theatre when Ruby called Jaune to let him know that she was heading home. She told him that after humping his bed for a few hours, she ate those cookies he had left and she went to sleep.

Along with the teacakes that Velvet made for Jaune.

He had made a strong urgency of contacting Ozpin to invest in his medicine.

"I know that Velvet is a bit...eccentric, but it didn't hurt helping me out," said Neptune as he folded his arms. "You know I would have done the same for you."

"What is this proposition?!" Jaune didn't have much time to spare. He wanted to return to the movie.

"I said it was a bit of a proposition and more of a favor...for a friend," said Neptune. "I promise that it isn't Velvet this time." He pointed at him. "By the time, whatever you did to Velvet that night, great job! Coco was the best night of my life!" He then returned to the subject at hand. "I have spoken with Blake and she needs a favor from you."

Quite atypical of Blake, thought Jaune. Although Blake appeared repulsive and unapproachable, she was actually a great person at heart. However, Blake was never hesitant to ask the blonde leader of JNPR with any request. Also, he didn't think Neptune and Blake talked socially. "What kind of favor?"

"It isn't more of Blake that wants it, but more so for her mother."

"Mrs. Belladonna?" He nearly lost his breath. It wasn't that long ago when he heard from Aunt Summer that she was along with Aunt Willow and Aunt Raven. His blue darted to the floor, trying to cover his blushing from his encounter with Aunt Willow. It felt strange, if not a coincidence about the favor from Aunt Willow. What reason does Aunt Kali want with him?

Kali Belladonna was a woman of valor. Or at least in the blonde's eyes. He found her as practical, doting, dedicated, loyal, funny, and overall, beautiful. She had a curvaceous body. Very ravenous to those who preferred older women. Whenever he looked at Blake, he would think of her mother. To think that someday, the bookworm Faunus would eventually become like Kali.

He began humming a theme song to prevent another boner.

"Am I hearing Steven Universe," questioned Neptune.

"No," exclaimed Jaune. "So, Mrs. B.?"

"Blake tells me that her mother hasn't been out much and has felt a bit lonely," explained Neptune as he observed his surroundings in case of prying eyes. "With her father working a lot, she wanted to see if you take her out...as friends."

Jaune awkwardly scratched the back of his head. "I sure do hope so because she is married to Ghira Belladonna." He spat on the ground. "White Fang is practically the mafia around these parts."

"Yeah," replied Neptune. "Well, actually, the request came from Blake via Mr. Belladonna."

"Her father?!"

"Mr. Belladonna has business to attend and asked Blake on his behalf," said Neptune. "Mr. Belladonna wants his wife to have a great time."

"Then, why did Blake ask you instead of me," asked Jaune concerningly.

"Hey, don't shoot the messenger," replied Neptune. He reached into his pocket. It was a tiny slip of paper. "On the paper is the place where you will be meeting her. Everything else will be provided upon your arrival."

Jaune unfolded the torn manila sheet. He was familiar with this club. He didn't frequent the establishment as he wasn't a fan of clubs. However, the times he has gone with friends, he has enjoyed himself. He scratched his head as he didn't think Kali Belladonna enjoyed the glitz and glamor of neon lights, glow sticks, and EDM.

Neptune pointed at the paper. "Mrs. Belladonna will meet you there around 9:30. An Uber will be provided and tell them to put it on the White Fang account."

"Tonight," retorted Jaune. "Short notice, isn't it?"

Jaune didn't like being rude, but he never liked requests made at the last minute. He almost got enough at home with his seven sisters. Speaking of which, he didn't get a chance to call Junko about the sudden appearance of cash. When chatting on videophone with his younger sister, she was showcasing her cash. He didn't recall his mother supplying their allowance of nearly $3500. However, he put those thoughts aside to the matter at hand.

Neptune swayed his shoulders. "Just the messenger. I will do anything for a buck."

"More like a buck fifty," retorted Jaune. Neptune's smile lessened when seeing the blonde fiddling with his pocket knife. "I really love my Mount Lady novelty switchblade. As she always says, 'cut down any opposition. Even zucchini-shaped objects!'"

Neptune gripped his chest, feeling the strong upbeats. Jaune's facial expression looked like the vain Yuu Takeyama whenever she had a sinister plan. "Since you are preparing a lovely evening with the Mistress Belladonna." The teen was stammering, fiddling around his pockets in search for what he needed. "Take my car. You know where to find my Audi in the parking lot."

Jaune was glaring at his nails while using the switchblade to pick the dirt from his nails. "If it is Ghira approved," said Jaune in a guessing tone. "Then I wouldn't mind taking Mrs. Belladonna on a night out."

Neptune clapped his hands in a praying position. "Thanks! I promise you that you won't regret it."

The unrequited lover of Weiss provided further detail about Jaune's date with Mrs. Belladonna. Nothing in particular, but bid the willing at her discretion and treat it like any other outing. Since time was looming nearby, he decided to take the opportunity to use Neptune's car to head back to campus. He needed a shower and a change of clothes. By the time he finished showering, the Uber would have arrived to take him to the venue.

However, an arousing suspicion was looming in his mind. It wasn't too long ago when he was introduced to the sweet taste of womanly flesh. His thoughts couldn't get off the thrusting and bucking of his flesh against her flesh. Never in his wildest dreams would he have ever thought to sleep with the wife of the Schnee Dust Company's owner and CEO.

Secured in his wallet was the fee for his 'service.' In his phone was Willow's contact. Thoughts were still looming on the couch at the hotel.

You are my dirty little secret.

My number is out there for outcall work.

I am in your imagination, Jaune! Cool! You are talented and sexy. Much better than Cardin Winchester could ever be.

Someday, you will be the KIng of Idaho!

Hey, Jauney! This is Aunt Summer! I am in your thoughts as well! You have lots of space in here. I can be a helicopter. I go SOI SOI SOI SOI SOI!

What the hell, Summer?! Get your own damn imagination!

I was only looking for a friend for Sister Raven, Will!

And who is that friend, Summer?!

She said his name was Lost. And I should go get him for her!

POW!

A couple hours and one phone call to Ozpin later….

Jaune told the Uber driver to park a block away from the club. Jaune never liked making grand entrances. Also, Neptune told Jaune that there was a side entrance for the VIP. He found it peculiar that he had to announce himself as "Ghira Belladonna" to be allowed entry. However, Neptune added that the security guard is aware of his identity.

"Thanks for the ride," said Jaune in a friendly manner. "I will be sure to give you five stars and tip you."

"No problem, cutie," said the Uber driver. "Driving you was a pleasure in itself, my little Shooting Star."

Jaune tried to ignore the not-so-subtle hints of furthering exploring his sexuality. He was still feeling sore in his hips. "Thanks once again." As he opened the door, he turned to the woman-in-question. "Did anyone ever mention you looked like Haruko from FLCL?!"

The Uber driver was pulling out her guitar, using the free time to strung a tune. "Never heard of the show or the character, cutie!"

"Oh! Thanks and Good Night!" Jaune bidded the Haruko-looking Uber driver farewell when closing the door. Upon her leaving, the theme song of FLCL was playing loudly in the car. He shrugged, deciding that that was the least of his worries. He was regaining his composure to the matter of hand - a night out with Mrs. Belladonna.

This is not a date, Jaune! This is definitely not a date!

Why am I questioning myself? This is only a coincidence, right?!

I still see your shadows in my room. Can't take back the love that I gave you!

Auntie Summer, is that you?

Hey, Jauney! I have never really left your mind. Very roomy here!

Auntie, please go home!

You have a lot of padlocks on many doors in your domain. Why do you have the doors locked about Joan, Jan, and Saphron?! Doors with your aunties' names on it even have security guards with weapons!

Auntie? I don't know what you're talking about.

I may not be the smartest person in the drawers that have things to eat with your food, but I know a thing or two about locks. This one time, at band camp, I shove….

Auntie, please return back to your mind.

Why is 'Aki Sora' and 'Swingout Sisters' filed in boxes next to the doors of your sisters? It is also in the same category as Pinecest and Loudcest fanfiction.

Summer, why are you still in Jaune's thoughts? Hey, Jaune! Aunt Raven, here!

Auntie, what is going on?

Sorry, dear, but Summer has a very active mind. A quirk if you will. Hey, where are you going?

Jaune needed a distraction. If they can enter his mind, then they can know his whereabouts. He needed something quick and shiftly.

I'm a buff baby that can dance like a man, I can shake-a my fanny, I can shake-a my can

Jauney, don't overthink us. Your Aunties love you! Sister Rae Rae, make him stop!

I'm a tough tootin' baby, I can punch-a your buns!

Like nyaa! No, Jauney, no! I will give you cookies!

Punch-a your buns, I can Punch all your buns! If you're an evil witch, I will punch you for fun!

A few minutes later….

Club Neo was the newest venue in the village. This was the after hours club after the grown and the responsible retired and nestled in their quilts for the night. Revelers who remained weren't looking for simple dancing and conversation. Adventure was a must. Excitement, debauchery, anything their greedy hands could acquire in order to fill their brain of disaffected malcontent.

Club Neo was also the location where Jaune Arc could be found. Music blared loud from the speakers. Smoke filled the atmosphere. Dancers and party goers sweating and grinding to the rhythm of EDM. Rainbow-colored strobe lights bounced throughout the place. An interesting view, Jaune may add, but the club wasn't his scene.

It came at a surprise that the owners of the venue were Neo and Roman Torchwick. He had met Roman at the entrance. The man tipped his fedora, didn't even bat an eye when the security guard took a look at the blonde when recognizing him as Ghira Belladonna. As Roman led him to the VIP section, he had informed Jaune that his guest of honor had yet to arrive but was inspecting him. He had added that despite their history together, it was best to separate business and pleasure. The blonde didn't know how to differentiate, but when seeing Neo waving at him from the window above the dance floor, it was best to keep a calm composure and treat this as pleasure.

Unlike the main dance floor, the VIP room was a huge contrast. The interior was a deep shade of purple and black, like flowers that were purposefully kept in darkness. The room had two love seats on the opposite sides. It had a table that was surrounded by round cushioned seats. There was a bottle of champagne on ice next to the table.

He eyed the bottle of champagne at the center of the table but decided against it. He wasn't much of a drinker. He once got tipsy when he had left a half-filled bottle of grapefruit juice on the windowsill after it got exposed to sunlight.

With the glass of lemon water in his hand, he sat on the sofa as he tried to relax. He didn't like loud noises. That was why he didn't enjoy going to clubs. Too congested, full of people who participated in these events in search of these things: drugs, alcohol, and hooking up.

He was grateful to see the small snacks of crackers, cheese, and fruits, he was kind of hungry. Since dealing with Ruby, Weiss' mother, and the guys all day, he hasn't really got a decent meal.

Nevertheless, Roman told him that with a flick of a button on the remote control, he could cancel the noise. After grabbing his trinket of snacks, he returned to the couch. Eyeing the remote, he decided to take the opportunity of canceling the club noise.

Curious of the other features on the remote, he clicked the television button. The television appeared from the floor where it stopped in the center of the wall. "Holy Shimura in heaven," said Jaune excitedly. He decided to find suitable programming while he waited. He saw the button that said 'wa-wa.' Upon clicking the button, the love seat began vibrating.

"I need one of these in my dorm and in my bedroom at the house," he said while he was getting comfortable. Caught up in the rapture of finger foods, television, and vibrating love seats, Jaune was feeling mellow. "Oum in heaven, if Junko wanted to steal something, this should be it!"

It was fifteen minutes past the expected time of Mrs. Belladonna's arrival. By that time, he was already consuming his third glass of lemon water. He wanted to call her, but unfortunately, he didn't have her number. Common sense would think he would call Blake, but he didn't want to look foolish. He decided to turn on the television to kill some time until he heard the door opened.

"Good evening, Jaune. Or should I say Mr. Belladonna!"

He turned off the television. From the reflection of the screen, he saw an image of a girl, better yet a woman. The sound of hard footsteps made its way toward his direction. His eyes were still staring at the reflection.

Mrs. Belladonna was dressed in formal attire, it screamed Alexander McQueen and her hair donned the Grace Kelly look. She was sporting a diamond necklace that adorn her creamy skin of a neck. She appeared to be an angel that appeared into the sea of sinners who were blindsided by her beauty. She appeared vulnerable, shy, surprised. However, he had to be mindful as this was the wife of Ghira Belladonna.

Jaune gripped his hands to his chest. He took steady breaths. He took another swig of his lemon water.

She extended her hand towards him. "Has your mother taught you any manners?" He took a breath as he was caught in her scent. She smelled of lavender, not in a sense of perfume, but out of oil. He shivered as she pressed her hand toward his lips, kissing it.

"You weren't waiting for me too long, were you," questioned Kali.

He shook his head in disagreement. "No, ma'am!" Remembering the advice his mother and sisters have told him, he stood up to offer Mrs. Belladonna a seat. "Well, aren't you a charming prince." She batted her yellow eyes, purposely throwing hints to the nervous Jaune to be bedazzled by her appearance. Jaune waited as she took a seat. As he was standing, he was waiting for her next request.

"Why are you standing, love?"

"My mother always says that a gentleman must serve the lady with a drink."

"Isn't she a sight for sore eyes," said Kali as she pointed to the champagne on ice. "Pour ourselves a glass, would you, sweetness?"

"Yes, ma'am. Mrs. Belladonna?"

"Yes, sweetheart?"

"Thanks for the offer but I don't care to drink."

"I understand, sweetheart. However, did you promise my husband to show me a good time?"

He bowed apologetically. "Understood!" Jaune turned to kneel on the ground as he was pouring Mrs. Belladonna a glass. From her peripheral, she spotted something naughty, circular, and vacuum-sealed in his back pocket. She knew about Willow packing him condoms. She was grateful about her slutty harlot best friend.

For they were going to be handy this evening.

BD: There is something about Summer. An idiot, childish, sweet and kind, nitroglycerin vaginal juices, and a mind reader?

GOTA: Summer is much of a ditz that she is unaware of her true power, thus making her extremely dangerous. So, Raven may need to lessen up on those punches.

BD: Look forward to the next chapter with Kali and Jaune! Stay tuned!

To be continued….