Oh wow.

Oh wow.

Just a few months ago, he had come back to Beach City in hopes to tell of his adventures across America; show everywhere he’s been, tell everything he did… the normal stuff. Now? He stood in the beach house living room staring at a pink version of himself. It looked the same as it did when his gem was first pulled from him—well, it wasn’t really an it. It was him, but not at the same time.

‘Pink Steven’ is what the gang settled on calling him for now, and normal Steven thought it was fine. It fit the description perfectly, after all.

“Sooooo… what da’ we do with the pink ste-man?” Amethyst spoke while looking up to the leader, Garnet, for insight. The tall fusion stood silently, probably observing the boy’s gem counterpart. Pink Steven hadn’t said anything since he formed, and it was kinda worrying… but from what Steven remembered—normal Steven—is that he showed emotion when near him, so maybe that’s the case?

“It won’t work.” The fusion suddenly spoke. Looks like she read his mind before he could act.

“Well, I do say, we must find out something—like how exactly he formed? Or why he’s so-“ Pearl looked the pink version of her child up and down, “quiet?..”

“Well whatever we do, we gotta make sure ste-man is okay with it. It’s his gem, right? So no making a move unless little guy says to!” Amethyst spoke while going to sit on the couch. Steven was left puzzled. He could only stare at Pink Steven, silently wondering how he was there if they were supposed to have fused back already. It wasn’t like Pink Steven was his own person, so it didn’t make sense…

“Uhm- Okay, wow. This is confusing…” He mumbled to himself.