Paging Prof. Arc

"So what's going on here, exactly?" Celestia inquired.

"And why are we dressed like this?" Glynda added, looking down at herself. The two women were clad in Beacon Academy uniforms... though with a bit of a modification. The two women were not wearing the undershirt, only the blazer.

"I'll explain in a second. We just need to wait for--" Jaune began before being interrupted

"WE'RE HEEERE!" Ruby chirped as she zoomed into the room.

"Ruby! Stop doing that!" Weiss grumbled as she, Yang, Blake, Pyrrha, and Nora all filed in behind her, all of them dressed the same way as Celestia and Glynda.

"So what's going on-on, Jaune-Jaune?" Nora asked with a cheeky grin.

"That's 'Professor Arc' to you, young lady" Jaune scolded as he took his place behind Glynda's desk in the classroom.

"Professor Arc?" Blake inquired. "What's that all about"

"Well, Miss Belladonna" he said, adopting a professional stance "You are all here tonight to participate in a very special class, with me as your teacher."

"And what is this 'class'?" Glynda inquired.

"I'm glad you asked. Welcome to Slavegirl 101 - a course on how to be the best slave you can be for your loving Master"

"Alright! Sounds awesome!" Yang boomed

"It does. But I can't help but wonder... why are they here?" Pyrrha gestured to the side of the room, where the Twins stood, clad in the same pseudo-Beacon uniforms as the rest.

"Apparently our... illustrious 'professor' decided we needed to be part of this stupid class as well. It was a pain in the ass sneaking into this damn school" Mel hissed

"That's not what you said earlier" Mil replied with a small smile "You were excited about it until Master showed up."

"Th-that's not true!" Mel snapped back.

"Girls. That's quite enough. There shall be no squabbling in my class" Jaune joked. "Now, please take your seats"

Mel let out a sigh, but followed orders and sat down, along with the rest.

Jaune smiled as he looked over his class.

"Now, let us begin"