So it is done

Jaune and Nora

Jaune Arc has always liked heroes. How could Jaune not like them, when all boys dream of accomplishing great feats, imagining themselves in the shoes of great warriors, defenders of all against the Grimm. Rescuing princesses, being lauded with praises, being powerful, all are things that boys dream about.

Jaune practically grew up on stories of his heroic great-great-grandfather's accomplishments, and his family's achievements. And, of more recent legendary events, the rescue of Glenn, which took place fifteen years ago, when Jaune himself was only two years old. Growing up on these tales, Jaune had even demanded that his parents, at the earliest age he could even articulate the thought, five, to put him on a physical training course.

However, as it turned out a little later, listening to stories about heroic events of the past and participating in those events were two very different things. For example, listening to heroic stories, Jaune could only hurt himself if he fell out of bed in a burst of childish enthusiasm. In a physical training course? If Jaune didn't get two dozen kicks during that one, it only meant that he hadn't finished his warm-up.

Of course, no one planned to physically abuse a child of five that just decided to try his hand at physical activity with the distant aim of a dangerous physical job. Either as a Hunter, part of the military, or even just as a firefighter, all require physical conditioning. But, as even the most carefree of children's games could lead to a lot of injuries if the child was unprepared for those, what of actual physical conditioning?

And boy, was Jaune unprepared!

Having seven sisters, a mother, and a father whom Jaune only saw in those rare moments when he came home after his mission, Jaune had always been wrapped in seven layers of protection. Admiration for his heroic hunter father was also the reason for Jaune's admiration for heroes as a child, always having his head in the cloud, dreaming of becoming one himself. His sisters and mother were happy to coddle him, letting him play as the hero.

It was hardly any surprise that Jaune had never actually experienced any hardships, even the scant few fights he ever had were quickly doused by the presence of his older sisters. He hardly had the chance to internalize that sometimes, pain, injuries and even deliberate kicks were not just things he should always avoid, but a truth of life.

Especially when he wanted to be a hero.

But even realizing that wasn't enough if one wanted to be a Hero. You also had to outgrow your fear of pain, be willing to train to exhaustion, and definitely get rid of his favorite rabbit onesie. And he loved his blue onesie!

So Jaune's workout routine was a mess from the start. Head to thank his parents' genes when it turned out that Jaune had no problems physically. But not only did he develop at the same level as all the other children, but he grew up to be quite physically developed, albeit with a little awkwardness and clumsiness. He had a lot of perseverance, but as if to balance all the positives, he had almost no talent at all in fighting, no matter what training session he had.

That is to say, of course, Jaune could train and, strictly speaking, lift weights better than anyone his age, his physical conditioning is top-notch. Too bad, he could not fight to save his own life. He had even managed to lose to inanimate objects.

Jaune could take a hit, run marathons, and is surprisingly nimble, but try all he might, he could not put all that conditioning into use. Put a blunted sword in his hand and tell him to strike a target, and he would somehow manage to hurt himself. Either by falling face-first into the target due to a misjudged step, or he would somehow hit himself with his sword. He had somehow even done it even without a sword in hand!