A Night on the Town

Despite the fact that it's one of the most important factors of living in the real world, getting a job is only ingrained into a person's head at a late age of childhood. Most people don't even attempt to get one until they're out of school, others prefer part-time jobs while attending.

Luckily for Jaune, he was one of the latter.

So Jaune found himself walking through the streets of Vale, alone in the middle of the night. He had arrived in the early morning and had been searching since then, but the places he checked either weren't hiring, or weren't hiring him.

The idea had sprung to fruition when Jaune received a call from his father, informing him, at seventeen, that he would need a job. Not only for the money but also for the: 'respect a man gets when wearing a uniform.'

Jaune could almost hear the manly tears on the other end of the line. He was merely considering it at that point, but it was what his father had said next that drove the point home. "No man can get a girl when he can't get a source of income."

Jaune was cleaned up and walking the streets of Vale within the hour. Sadly, his fragile ego took many a blow that day when all of the places he checked shot him down instantly. Jaune was even considering holding off the search until the next day, but he halted that train of thought when he bumped into someone.

Literally.

"Ugh, watch where you're going, loser!" Looking down, Jaune came face to face with a short girl with green eyes, long black hair and a favouritism for the colour white. He was reminded of Weiss for some reason but brushed the thought off.

"I'm so sorry for that miss; I wasn't watching where I was going." The girl scoffed at this and looked away, as if repulsed by the mere sight of Jaune. "Clearly." Alright, Jaune could definitely see why he was reminded of Weiss now.

Just as Jaune was about to respond with a snappy retort, he was interrupted by a quiet, almost shy voice. "You looked really distracted, are you alright?" Jaune took his attention away from the oddly dressed girl and turned his head to look at another.

This time Jaune was reminded of Ruby, for the girl was dressed in a red dress, accentuated with black highlights that, upon closer inspection, where actually articles of newspaper. He was tempted to read them but brought his attention back to the girl.

He then realized that the two must've been twins because, not only did their outfits match, they had the same pale green eyes and jet black hair, although the girl in red's hair was far shorter. They could both do without the makeup though, they looked like the same person and the only way he could tell their faces apart was from the blue eyeliner the one in white wore, and the red eyeliner on the other.

"I'm fine, thank you for asking." Jaune said calmly as he regained his composure. "It's just been a long day and I've had a lot on my mind." The girl in white scoffed again but the one in red seemed interested.

"Would you like to talk about it?" She asked as both Jaune and 'Whitey' as he had taken to calling her looked at the girl in surprise. He was tempted to accept her offer, but a harsh glare from the girl's sister sent those thoughts plummeting.

"No, I'd rather not take up your time, besides, it's not that interesting. I'm just a little bummed from not finding a job around here." This seemed to gain the attention of both girls as their heads jerked slightly in surprise. "You can't find a job?" Redly asked as Jaune looked between the two in confusion.

"Uhh, no I can't. I've been looking around all day but no one wants to hire some 'dyed hair hooligan'. I'm a natural blonde too." Jaune mumbled the last part as the twins huddled together and began to speak in hushed tones.

They stayed like this for a while and despite her seemingly shy nature, Redly could get angry when it looked like she wanted something. Whitey backed off after her sister said something about 'let Junior decide that' and continued to glare at Jaune as Redly smiled happily.

"If you'd like…" The girl started as she looked Jaune up and down. "I think you'd be perfect for a spot that opened up recently where we work." Jaune's azure eyes lit up at this and he began to speak both nervously and happily. "You think I could get a job where you work?"

She nodded as Whitey's scowl deepened. "What do you say; would you like to check the place out?" Jaune didn't hesitate for a second. "I'd love to!" He yelled as he grabbed the girls hand in both of his and shook furiously. He then proceeded to say 'thank you' over and over again at fifty words per second.

Through a surprising amount of effort, Redly pried her hand away from Jaune's and laughed softly. "Glad to see some enthusiasm. My name is Miltiades Malachite and this is my sister Melanie. Although, you can just call me Miltia."

Jaune nodded his head with a smile. "My name is Jaune Arc; it's a pleasure to meet you Miss Malachite." Whitey or Melanie as Jaune now knew her as cracked the slightest smile at this while Miltia blushed furiously. "Please, you can call me Miltia; just don't call me Miss Malachite." Jaune nodded again as he walked beside the two girls and they set off to their original destination.

"Whatever you say, Miss Miltiades."

Jaune was slightly surprised to find that the destination the girls worked at happened to be a night club, but figured that the security must be good if they can have such pretty girls working there.

After the two girls walked into the club as if they owned the place, Jaune got several odd looks as he awkwardly followed them. They only intensified when Miltia grabbed his hand and led him to what he thought was some sort of backroom. When he noticed the guns all the men carried, Jaune subconsciously moved his other hand to touch the hilt of Crocea Mors, making sure it was still at his side.

Perhaps that's why no one would hire him; he was the guy with the sword after all.

Shoving that thought aside as Jaune was shoved into a seat in front of some office desk; he looked at the giant chair on the other side of the table and waited patiently for the person in the seat to do their dramatic turn.

When they finally did, Jaune came face to face with what he thought was a bear, a giant black bear with red features. After nearly crapping his pants, Jaune turned to look at the girls to find they both had an exasperated look on their faces. "Really Junior?"

A roaring laugh escaped the bears… head as it grabbed what was obviously now a mask and lifted it off the man's shoulders. "Oh come on, that was hilarious and you know it. Just look at the kids face, priceless." Both girls rolled their eyes and Miltia nudged Jaune on the shoulder. "Introduce yourself." She whispered as the man in front of Jaune seemed to be growing bored fast.

"Hello sir, my name is Jaune Arc. I'm here about a job opening…?" Junior was surprised by this and looked between the two girls in shock. Melanie looked away silently while Miltia gave the man an innocent smile. He could only sigh.

"Miltia, what are you thinking?" The girl kept her smile as innocent as possible when she gave her reply. "He's pretty good looking and he's very polite. Even if he's never worked a day in his life I'm sure he'll pick up the mannerisms quickly if the others help."

The man could only sigh again as he looked Jaune up and down. "What did you say your name was again, kid?" Jaune was trying his hardest not to seem nervous and it was working for the most part. "J-Jaune Arc, sir." For the most part.

Junior was about to respond but cut himself short. "Arc…" He looked at Jaune once again and went over every detail that was physically possible when it came to the boy. His eyes soon landed on the sword that sat at Jaune's waist and he smiled approvingly.

"You ever bartended before kid?" Jaune shook his head, signifying that he hadn't. Junior rolled his eyes as if he already knew the answer. "Well you'll want to learn because you've got the job." Jaune and Miltia both smiled wide while Melanie scoffed once again and left the room. Jaune was literally jumping for joy while Miltia kept her happiness more composed.

"When do I start?" He asked with glee as Junior walked out of the room as well. "When you get dressed, come with me." Jaune was slightly confused by this, but a reassuring look from Miltia was all he needed to follow after the man.

After leaving the room and following the man through what could only be described as: A seizure inducing death maze, Jaune found himself in a large, walk in wardrobe filled to the brim with formal attire. Most of which seemed to be black suits with red ties.

After giving his measurements to the man in front of him, Jaune had a black suit thrown into his arms. "Go into the changing rooms and put this on." He said as Jaune followed the order and quickly changed. Jaune soon stepped out clad in a white dress shirt with black pants, black leather shoes, a black jacket and a red tie.

He almost felt wrong in the getup and when he saw Junior and Miltia's concerned faces he knew they did too. "Hold on a second." Miltia said as she looked around the hangers of clothing. She soon pulled out what appeared to be a black vest and threw it to Jaune. "Try this on and leave the jacket off."

Jaune did as he was told and entered the room again, he could swear he heard someone sadly say the words. 'But that's my look…' But immediately shot down that thought. No way a man as big as that could be so superficial.

Jaune emerged from the room again to find better results, their faces were definitely less concerned, but they also weren't happy yet. Junior was about to give up and leave things as they were, until Miltia spoke up once again. She was clearly a lot less shy than Jaune had first given her credit for.

"Junior." She said as she brought his face down to her level and began to whisper things into his ear. His eyebrows shot up and he looked Jaune up and down once again. "Yeah, that may actually work…" He said as he looked Jaune in the eye.

"Wait here, I'll be right back. And don't touch anything." Jaune nodded in confusion as he left the room. He looked at Miltia with said confusion written on his face and she sighed as she looked around the room. "Most people who work here aren't very bright; a lot of them never even finished school."

Jaune nodded in understanding, not entirely sure of another way to respond. He had grown rather accustomed to simply bobbing his head up and down in response to things. Not a moment later, Junior re-entered the wardrobe and handed a long piece of silk to Jaune.

A blue tie.

"This is the only one of these I own so you better not get it dirty kid." Jaune took the tie and held it in reverence. Uttering a quick thank you, Jaune undid the red tie from his neck and began to do up the blue one. Fear was easily taking over as he didn't want to rip the fabric or damage it in any way and he found it harder to adorn the piece of silk.

Miltia rolled her eyes at this and decided to help out. Junior raised an eyebrow at the display, finding it rare for the girl to be so outgoing. When she stepped away from the boy, Juniors eyes nearly popped out of his sockets. The tie definitely did the kid justice as it matched his eyes perfectly.

"You sure know how to choose 'em Miltia…" He said quietly as he draped an arm over Jaune's shoulder. "Alright, listen up Kid, 'cause I'll only be saying this once. I'm your boss, my name is Hei Xiong, or more often referred to as Junior. I'm going to teach you how to make drinks then you're going to make them for whoever asks you to." Junior walked Jaune out of the wardrobe and out to the dance floor.

They made their way around the ecstatically drunk partygoers and towards the main bar. "My business isn't all drinks and parties though; I will admit I do some shady stuff here and there, hence why everyone who works here is armed to the teeth. I know everything on everyone in this city and information is valuable, so are stupid people willing to work for damn near nothing." They entered the bar from the side and Junior booted the current bartender out of his spot.

"I'm going to need you to turn a blind eye to all of this. Nobody's getting hurt so I'm sure you won't mind too much, yeah?" He didn't wait for Jaune's response. "Now, there are a few rules to this place. Number one: no one here knows your name, it'd be best to keep it that way. Number two: fighting is strictly prohibited unless a person isn't willing to pay up. Number three and this is the most important: the Malachite's are off limits." Jaune was slightly surprised by this, but waited for his new boss to continue.

"I know they're cute and all, and sure they can be a little flirty, but don't try anything on either of them. Believe me; you don't want to know what happened to the last guy…" He shuddered at the memory. "You may have a shot since Miltia's been warming up to you, but Melanie is very protective. It's for your own good."

"I understand Mr Xiong; I'll keep my hands off." Junior laughed at Jaune's formal attitude and pat him on the back. "Junior, the name's Junior, Kid." Jaune began to feel nervous at this. "With all due respect sir, you are my boss, wouldn't it be best for me to call you by your last name?"

Junior began to laugh harder at this and looked Jaune over once more. "She really does know how to pick 'em… Alright Kid, you can call me that if you really want to. Now, any questions?" Jaune thought about it for a moment and came up with one that had been plaguing his mind for a while.

"Is there a reason behind Miss Melanie and Miss Miltiades' sense of fashion?" Junior nearly wet himself from laughter at Jaune's use of the twin's names. It took him a while to recover, but once he had stopped his laughing fit, Junior cleared his throat. "I've been wondering that myself for years now, they've never really told me, if you want to know: ask them. But I doubt they'll answer the question, they seem to get pretty defensive about it…"

Jaune's confused look snapped Junior out of his reverie and he cleared his throat again. "Now then, was that all?" Jaune nodded his head and Junior smiled down at the boy. "One more thing before we get started…" Junior reached over and ruffled Jaune's hair slightly before putting his hands down on the bench of the bar.

"We're all family here Kid, we take care of each other. Sure everybody who works here is usually an idiot, but they're a lovable idiot and we keep them safe. You take care of us and we'll always return the favour." Jaune smiled up at the man and nodded his head, his hand resting on the pommel of his sword. "I'll protect this place and everyone in it with my life sir!"

Junior laughed once more. "Good to see some enthusiasm. Alright let's get started. Now the first drink you'll need to learn to make is a Strawberry Sunrise, do not ask me why…"

Melanie sat in one of the bar stools that adorned the stupidly long bar and watched with unhidden annoyance as Jaune made drinks like a pro. She glared at him even harder as his blue tie shone in the flashing lights. "I really can't see why you're so against the guy." Miltia said as she sat next to her sister, also watching the blonde as he performed.

"He's just another idiot like the rest of them; he'll be out of here by the end of the night." Miltia laughed softly at this as Jaune decided to show off his dexterity by flipping the glasses around and performing a few tricks with them as if he had been doing the job all his life, instead of the actual ten minutes.

"Not the way I'm seeing it." She said as Melanie turned around and glared at her sister. "One thing I'm seeing," She started as Miltia looked to her in confusion. "Is the tie I gave to Junior for his birthday last year." Miltia froze in fear as she looked at Jaune once again. "Oh." She said as she inched herself away from her sister.

"That's where he got it from…" Melanie rolled her eyes as she looked between the blonde and her usually shy twin. "Another thing…" She said as she began to smile mischievously. "Is your massive crush on the loser." Miltia blushed as red as her dress as she quickly stood from her seat, stammering out excuses all the while.

"W-what?! Don't be silly, I don't have a crush on him!" Melanie rolled her eyes once more as she looked at the blonde in question who was also blushing furiously while a random woman attempted to flirt with him.

"He better not disappoint…"