Sorry for the late update on this. Been planning what will happen next in later volumes and overall story development. And was also feeling tired of this book for a bit.

But I'm back and here with a new chapter! Enjoy! And again, sorry for the fuck up!

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After the whole debacle in the lunch room, Cardin and his team walked in to Professor Oobleck's class. The only things he received were stares of disapproval and giving him shame. After all, it was a big deal since he broke the Gentlemen's Oath. 

"Never fart on a man's balls."

As he sat down in his seat, he heard murmurs of people talking shit about him. He growls and goes to stand, but his eyes were met with Team MOLA's. All four of them members were looking at him, glares and dull eyes at him. Lethe flashes her claws, a single snap from Lilina's fingers ignited a small flame, Y/N fishing out a few shurikens from his pocket, and loud distinctive cracks from Owain's neck and knuckles.

He knew when to back down in certain fights. He thought he could take on Lethe since she was a cat faunus, but he made the mistake in doing so. He was clawed and severely damaged on one of the first few days of school and since then never tried to go against her. He tried his luck with Y/N, but because of his semblance, he was able to get out of headlocks and make any ambushes or sneak attacks on him. And Y/N is easily able to counter the brute, since Y/N himself relies on his quick speed and precision when he strikes. Cardin also knows that Lilina is way smarter than him, the blue haired girl at least on par with Weiss in grades and studies. Not only that, she had quite the tactical mind. Owain was another person, a rather interesting character. During the second week and spending time in combat class, when they fought, Owain kept spouting nonsense and strange names for his "special moves."

This often threw Cardin off, wondering what the hell Owain meant half the time. Not only that, Owain has a smaller build than him and can dodge Cardin's quite obvious brute strength and attacks. Knowing it was a losing battle to go against them, or even just one of them, Cardin shrunk down in his seat, avoiding contact with them. The time then passes, their teacher, Oobleck, zipping around the room. Y/N wondered what was in his coffee and wondered if it would be helpful in his style of fighting.

Oobleck: Yes, yes! Prior to the faunus rights revolution, more popular known as the faunus war, human kind was quite, quite adamant about centralizing the faunus population in Menagerie. (sips coffee) Now! While this must feel like ancient history for many of you, it is imperative to remember that these are relatively recent events!

Most of the class seemed to be paying attention, albeit a few people slacking off. Some of them were Lethe and Owain, who were currently playing tic-tac-toe on a piece of paper. Jaune was snoring away at the front, Y/N unsure most of the time how Oobleck fails to notice Jaune sleeping. Cardin was a few seats back, doing his own thing, but notices the blonde.

He gains a quick grin and preps a plan. Grabbing a piece of paper and making it into a ball, he discreetly aims it at the sleeping blonde.

Oobleck: Why the repercussions of the uprising could still be seen to this day. (sips coffee) Now! Have any among you have subjugated or discriminated because of your faunus heritage? 

A few hands went up, Velvet looking unsure. Because of what conspired in the lunch room today, they all looked to the faunus members of Team MOLA, who nonchalantly raise their hands and send disgusting glares at the orange asshole, who tries to shuffle away from the gazes.

Soon enough, the faunus in the class raise their hands as well, seeing the first-years doing it without a problem. Oobleck shook his head with pity and sympathy at them.

Oobleck: Dreadful. Simply dreadful. Remember students, it is precisely this kind of ignorance that breeds violence! (sips coffee) I mean, I mean just look at what happened to the White Fang! Now! Which one of you young scholars could tell me what many theorists believe to be the turning point in the third year of the war? (sees Weiss's hand) Yes?

Weiss: The Battle at Fort Castle!

(A/N): Seriously Rooster Teeth? Fort Castle? Could've at least come up with a better name. But then again, coming up with names is pretty tough.

Oobleck: Precisely! And who can tell me the advantage the faunus had over General Lagune's forces?

As Cardin was aiming a paper football at the sleeping blonde, Team MOLA had other ideas. Looking to Y/N, who gained a devilish grin and nodded, he discreetly created a clone under Cardin.

A brief girlish yelp was let out from Cardin, everyone turning to him. They saw that he jumped up from his seat, his pants pulled down as he was seen wearing Pumpkin Pete's styled merch, it being a Pumpkin Pete's underwear. 

Oobleck: Cardin! What do you think you're doing!?

Cardin: S-Sir! It--

Oobleck: No excuses! And don't you think I didn't forget about what happened in the cafeteria! How dare you! Farting on Mr. Ostia's balls like that! You broke the sacred oath!

Cardin: How the hell was I supposed to know that!?

Oobleck: What your language young man! Now, tell me what I was talking about before!

Cardin: W-Well I know it's a lot easier to train animal than a soldier.

Y/N: That's funny. From what I've seen, this gorilla can't seem to comprehend anything.

Cardin: The hell you say!?

Y/N: You heard me.

Cardin: I oughta--

Y/N: You hear that peope? With a slap of his dick, he coming for ya and fartin' on ya balls! Besides you really aren't the brightest tool in the shed, eh? The answer's night vision, professor.

Owain: (scratches head) Aren't they known to have nearly perfect sight in the dark? (whispers to Y/N) That would've been so helpful to steal the candy jar at night.

Y/N: (whispers back) Right? I don't know why we didn't think of that then.

Lilina: Not only that, other faunus do possess other traits that gave advantages as well. There are faunus that have traits to sense heat signatures or the slightest sense of movement. 

Blake: General Lagune was inexperienced and made the mistake of trying to ambush the faunus in their sleep. His massive army was outmatched and the general was captured. Perhaps if he'd payed attention in class, he wouldn't have been remembered as such a failure.

Y/N: Tell 'em!

Owain: Here here!

As the class begins to laugh at the orange haired idiot, Cardin begins to walk over to Blake, forgetting about his pants. He was so embarrassed that something had to exposed. Well..nearly. Not only that, he was made fun of by two faunus and a few others.

Oobleck: Mr. Winchester, please take your seat. And pull your pants up. Your hairy legs are revolting. You and Mr. Arc can see me after class for additional readings. You need to keep your grades up, Mr. Arc. (looks to Lilina) Miss Macedon, please keep your team in check.

Jaune: Ohh...

Lilina: (sarcastic tone) Of course, sir.

Embarrassed, Cardin sat back down. Oobleck made an unnoticeable smirk at Lilina's remark, but carried on with his lesson.

Oobleck: Now! Moving on!

Timeskip

Class had now ended, Team MOLA was the first to leave. As the three members of JNPR were leaving the room, Pyrrha motions them to go on ahead. Back in the room, Oobleck was lecturing Cardin and Jaune.

Oobleck: You two have been struggling in my class since day one! Now, I don't know if it's the lack of interest, or just your stubborn nature, but whatever it is...  (sips coffee) It stops now. You've worked hard to get entrance into this school and we only accept the best of the best. So! I expect you two to act like it. History is important gentlemen, and if you can't learn from it...you're destined to repeat it. Pages 51 to 91! I want an essay on my desk by next class. Now, run along.

The teacher zips off and the two get out of their seats. As they were going to leave the classroom, Cardin attempts to push Jaune out, but was stopped.

A blade was up against his neck and someone was behind him. Claws were pointed at his lower region and the next thing he knew, Lilina and Owain were standing in front of him with Lethe crouched down and aiming her claws at his crotch area. Y/N stood behind the orange haired brute with a smile.

Y/N: What do you think you're doing?~

Lethe: Can't do that when we're around. So how about this Winchester, you don't mess with Arc here and I leave your balls alone. Sound good? Say, "yes master" if you understand.

Cardin: Y-Yes m-master.

Lethe: Good. Now, run along peasant before he knock up your ass.

Owain takes Cardin by the collar of his uniform and shoves him off. Cardin attempts to make a comeback, but shakes his head, but not before seeing Y/N giving him the bird.

Pyrrha: You know, I really will let them do what they're good to do.

Y/N: Please do, P-money! What I wish to do with him. Ahh...I can already hear his screams of pain.

Lethe: And they will be glorious.

Lilina: You two have some serious problems...

Y/N: What? I'm fine!

Pyrrha: I have an idea! Come with me! See you guys tomorrow!

Before Team MOLA could respond, the red haired girl grabs Jaune by the arm and proceeds to drag the poor boy. Lilina and the others look to Y/N.

Lilina: Follow him. Something tells me that an orange haired rat will, let's say, explore his options.

Y/N: Aye, aye, team leader.

Disappearing into shadows, Y/N hides himself on the roof where he finds Jaune and Pyrrha talking.

Jaune: Pyrrha, I know I'm going through a hard time right now, but I'm not THAT depressed. I can always be a farmer, or something.

Pyrrha: N-No! That's not why I brought you up here. Jaune, I know you're having a difficult time in class. And that you're still not the strongest of fighters, so...I want to help you.

Jaune: ...What?

Pyrrha: We can train up here after class where no one can bother us. 

Jaune: You think I need help?

Pyrrha: N-No! No, that's not what I meant. 

Jaune: But you just said it. 

Pyrrha: Jaune, everybody needs a little push from time to time. It doesn't make you any different from the rest of us. You made it to Beacon. That speaks volumes of what you're capable of. 

Jaune: You're wrong. (sigh) I-I don't belong here.

Pyrrha: That's a terrible thing to say, of course you do.

Jaune: No, I don't! (sigh) ...I wasn't really accepted into Beacon. 

Pyrrha: Wh-What do you mean?

Jaune: I mean, I didn't go to combat school, I didn't pass any tests, I didn't earn my spot at this academy! I lied. I got my hands on some fake transcripts and I lied. 

Pyrrha: ...What? But why?

Jaune: Cause this is what I've always wanted to be! My father, my grandfather, and his father before him were all warriors. They were all heroes. I wanted to be one too. I was just never good enough.

Pyrrha: Then let me help you.

Jaune: I don't want help! I don't want to be the damsel in distress! I want to be the hero!

Pyrrha: Jaune, I--

Jaune: I'm tired of being the lovable idiot stuck in the tree while his friends fight for their lives! Don't you understand? If I can't do this on my own, then what good am I?

The red haired girl goes to reach out towards the blonde swordsman, but takes a step back, hurt evident in her eyes.

Jaune: Just...leave me alone. Okay?

Pyrrha: If that's what you think is best.

Sadly, Pyrrha leaves Jaune to sulk. As Y/N prepped to leave, he stopped when he saw the familiar asshole pop up.

Cardin: Oh, Jaune.

Jaune: Cardin!?

Cardin: I couldn't help but over hear you two in my dorm room. So, snuck into Beacon, huh? I gotta say Jaune. I never expected you to be such a rebel.

Jaune: Please, Cardin. Please don't tell anyone. 

Cardin: Jaune, come on. I'd never rat out a friend like that.

Jaune: A...A friend?

Cardin: (headlocks Jaune) Of course! We're friends now, Jauney-boy. And the way I see it, as long as you're there for me when I need you, we'll be friends for a long time. 

He then lets go of Jaune, who falls to the ground, coughing.

Cardin: That being said, I really don't have time to do those extra readings that Dr. Oobleck gave us today. Think you could...take care of that me, buddy? ...That's what I thought. Don't worry, Jaune. Your secret's safe with me.

While Cardin thought he was victorious, a plan was brewing. Y/N pulls out his scroll and messages his team leader.

Y/N: 'Jaune lied his way in. Being blackmailed.'

Lilina: 'Very well. We've got some dirt on him, too.'

Y/N: 'What's on your mind?'

Lilina: 'A few ideas. Come back to the room.'

Knowing something was to be discussed, he teleports back to his dorm room using a wormhole. Jaune was unaware of the fox faunus watching him. The only thing he could do was mope and sulk.