Chapter 10 - Curse of Jauney
"What are you doing!?" The words slipped from her lips before she could really process them, but in her defence the situation more than warranted them. Jaune… he-… how…?
"Is it yours?" Yang hefted the small possessed bear up before her eyes, looking at it closely. It didn't move in the slightest, and after a second she pulled it into her breasts with a grin. "It's cute Blake, where'd you get it?"
"Squeeze me harder Yang!" The little bear shouted happily, and to her horror she could see its little legs kick back and forth – though of course, the other three girls missed it since they were waiting for her response. "So soft… as I walk through the valley of the shadow of Yang..."
"Y-yeah? Yeah, it's mine…" she could feel her self-esteem diminishing. Blake Belladonna did not own a teddy bear… except that now she apparently did. "It was a gift from a friend." There, that ought to cover her – she didn't have a teddy, someone gave her a teddy.
There was a big difference!
"Oh, from your boyfriend?" The blonde girl leered, leaning forward to make kissy motions in her direction.
"I don't have a boyfriend!" Bad enough that she was being forced to claim she actually had a teddy bear, but she could just imagine the horror if Yang actually thought she was hiding some man from her too… she'd never have a moment's peace.
Even if it was technically true that she was hiding a man from her.
"So it's just a gift from a random friend then?" Blake nodded, though she felt less than confident when Yang's eyes became lidded. "Then you won't mind if I play with him for a little bit right? Since it's just a random teddy."
"Yeah! Squeeze me harder," the bastard cheered, even as Yang held him up before her face. Blake didn't fail to notice how he went slack when she was looking, acting for all the world like an inert stuffed animal. Yang pursed her lips as she leaned forward, one lilac eye trained on Blake. "Oh hell's yes! First base here I come!"
"Wait!" Blake shouted, head dipping as she swallowed the last of her pride. The other girls turned to look at her, one of which looked absurdly victorious. "I-it… has sentimental value to me."
"I do?" He gasped, "Blake… I-I never knew…"
"Heh, gotcha," Yang teased as she tossed the bear towards her. Blake snatched it out of the air quickly, holding it against her stomach.
"Blake… hrk...squeeze me… softer…" he wheezed, even as she dug her nails deeper into his fluffy little hide. She doubted he actually felt the pain, considering the toy's lack of any nerve endings – but she'd take what little revenge she could get. It was catharsis for the heart.
"So… what's his name?" Yang asked as she leaned on their bedpost, the entire structure made of books wobbling slightly but somehow holding. Behind her partner she could see Ruby and Weiss listening in, though the latter was clearly pretending not to.
Unconvincingly.
"Jaune."
"Tiddles."
"You bitch!"
"Cute name," Yang laughed, "but I meant the mystery boyfriend. The one who decided to buy you something like this, which I know you didn't have the other day."
"There is no boyfriend," only a desire to murder the bear in her hands, "look, we've all had a pretty crazy night – how about we just get some sleep?"
"Nice attempt at ignoring the question," Yang teased, "fine, I'll let it go this time – but you can't hide this guy forever partner."
"There is no guy!" Blake sighed as the other three readied themselves for bed. With a frustrated groan she pushed the bear's face down into the mattress, slipping into her nightwear as he scrambled to free himself – his small furry arms slapping impotently against her hand. Once she was safe – and the others had all climbed into bed - she let him up, dragging him beneath the covers with her.
"Ooh kinky, whatever you have in mind – I like it." She ignored his annoying voice as she drew out her scroll, illuminating the dark space beneath her blankets as she typed a message into it – before holding the screen out to him.
"What the hell are you doing as a bear?"
"Eh, I wanted to test out my abilities," the bear answered as he stood up, plodding around beneath the blankets. There was something undeniably horrifying about the permanently smiling face. "Plus this way I can actually do stuff, like pick things up!" He emphasized the point by picking the scroll out of her hands, only for it to slip from his grasp and hit the mattress. Another try had the same result, a small growl coming from him as his arms fumbled with the device.
She realised with a small bit of amusement that he didn't actually have hands in that form, and certainly not fingers and thumbs. His arms literally were just cylindrical stumps with a round fleshy-coloured circle on the end.
"I've got this, don't worry," he said as he tried to lever one arm beneath the scroll, only really managing to flip it over. "I am in complete control." She sighed as she took her scroll back, ignoring his grasping attempts to steal it.
"Where did you get the bear from anyway?" He pondered the question, head tilting to one side as an arm came up to prod at the underside of it. Even without the relevant parts he still seemed to show human-like mannerisms.
"Found it on the windowsill outside, I think someone dropped it by accident, since Ruby left the window open I let myself in."
"How did you get into the bathroom? I know you can't get that far from me, you shouldn't have been able to."
"Oh right… yeah, well – I can now. Surprise!" He threw his little arms up in a cheer – though it soon died off when her hand clasped around his midriff threateningly. "Okay-okay! I'll talk, sheesh. When I'm in this form I don't seem to be bound to you in the same way. I can go as far as I want, or I think so anyway. I don't really understand it myself, but when I'm outside…" The bear went slack in her hand as Jaune appeared before her, half beneath the covers with her, half inside the bedframe itself. "Like this I can feel a dragging sensation to you, but I can also feel one to the bear as well. If I stay like this, I need to stay by you. But if I go into the bear," he did so – his form vanishing as the plush figure in her hand stirred, "then I don't feel the same effect."
"So I could throw you off Beacon and be done with you?" She typed viciously into the scroll, feeling him go stiff in her hands.
"You could…" he said uncertainly, "though if you tried I would just pop out of the bear and stay here. It's not like I'm stuck in the bear, I can leave at will."
Bah, there went that idea. And in some weird way she didn't feel very serious about the threat either… for better or worse Jaune had saved her life tonight. It would be a poor way to repay him by condemning his soul to wandering Remnant alone for all eternity.
It was a nice thought though…
"I don't really understand the laws of what's going on," she typed with a sigh – knowing he likely didn't either, "but I don't think you should be moving around in public." His small form leaned over her hands as she typed, fiery-blue eyes scanning the surface of the scroll.
"Yeah, I figured. I can abandon the bear if needs be, but if someone figures out I'm bound to you in some way, then they might just lock us both up."
"So nothing's changed really."
"Hey! I can move around and do stuff now, that's an improvement."
"Not for me..."she could already imagine the trauma and horror she would be stuck going through.
"Harsh…" he said, though he didn't argue with her.
"Blake~" Yang cooed from the bunk above, "we can all see the light coming out under there – stop texting your `boyfriend who doesn't exist` and go to bed." She cut the power with a silent snarl, feeling some heat coming to her cheeks as she realised what they must have looked like. Her eyes quickly adjusted to the darkness, though since Jaune lacked the same ability it was mostly useless.
"If it helps you sleep, you can hug me tight to your bosom." She spared a glance for his soft form, a sigh escaping her lips as she picked him up and pulled him close.
Before she slammed him into the wall next to her bed.
"G-good night…" he wheezed as he lay crumpled atop her sheets.
"Blake, what's taking so long!?" Weiss called into the bathroom as Blake got ready for the morning, Jaune sat nearby – his teddy-bear face facing the wall. Now that he had some autonomy she needed to be even more vigilant, including removing him from where the others were getting changed.
"I'm coming!" Blake called through the door, before she turned back to the grinning yellow figure. "What am I supposed to do with you?"
"Eh, you can have a day without me," he shrugged, furry shoulders rising and falling, "I can look after myself for a day."
A brief image came to her mind. Their drawers open as his little furry feet wiggled above them – his body submerged in their underwear. Her yellow eyes narrowed. Or worse… she imagined the four of them leaving the room, before the door creaked open – the small yellow bear running unsupervised down the corridors.
Or even worse! A small teddy bear in the communal changing showers at Combat Class – staring at all the students as they washed themselves down after a hard class.
...
"This is a travesty! Cruelty!"
"I'm ready," Blake said as she pushed her way out the bathroom door, flashing a quick smile to the rest of the team. Her book bag hung casually on one shoulder with her supplies for the day.
"Betrayer! Foul dictator. I thought we trusted one another!"
"You're bringing that with you?" Yang teased, "it must really be special to you." The other two girls followed the blonde's finger, even as Blake sighed and looked down. The small yellow teddy bear hung from a chain attached to the bottom of her bag – the other end pierced through the small tag on Jaune's arm – which contained washing details. He swung limply from her bag, effectively handcuffed to her.
"I will have my vengeance Blake, so I swear – you can't keep me down forever!" She reached down and smacked his form lightly, ignoring his cries and protestations of feeling airsick as he span.
"Come on," Blake said to her team, the four of them finally a real team at last. "Let's get to class."