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Hi there! You can call me T, and I'm an aspiring writer who wanted to write some Steven Universe fanfictions. I'll probably end up writing for pretty much any ship I'm asked to, besides Pewey and /Reader. Any other ships are fair game though! Feel free to ask questions if you aren't sure! NSFW does come up, but it will be properly tagged!

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  • Torn Pages Part Three

    Here ya go, guys! Winter break, means I can write again, hahah! Warning for alcohol consumption! Enjoy! AO3.


    It was a couple weeks later that Amethyst found herself sitting on the temple hand, a six pack of beer perched next to her and the third empty bottle in her hand. The other two had crashed to the ground below the moment she finished them, and this one was about to as well, once she downed the last little bit. She’d clean up the glass in the morning, she had decided when the first bottle had slipped from her grip and crashed down below. In a sick way, they were a metaphor for her life, always crashing down in an endless spiral.


    With a quick gulp, she swallowed down the last bit of the amber coloured liquid in her bottle before it joined the others down below. A whistle pressed out of her lips as it fell, and a cackle escaped her when it shattered. The next one was grabbed without a second thought, and she didn’t bother to take off the cap. Instead, she bit the top off the neck of the bottle, spilling a bit of the foul-smelling liquid onto her shirt.


    “Just fucking great,” she growled, tugging at the wet piece of fabric. “I’m going to need to change this. Pearl will end up smelling it if I don’t, and I don’t need another lecture.”


    A scowl presented itself, and the bottle was downed and tossed without another thought. At this rate, she’d have to go and buy more. Or steal more. She hadn’t stolen much alcohol since Steven had been born, but it had always been easy. Simply shapeshifting a pocket around it, and then pulling it out once she was out of the store. Easy, but against the morals she had taken up when she had agreed to be one of the four guardians for Steven.


    Thinking about him made her stomach turn. He was so wonderful and bright, and this was the first time she had really been binge drinking since he had been born. There might have been once, right after he came into the world, that she had thought about it, but had promised Rose to act better, for him. She would admit there had been times that she had a drink every now and again, a beer or a couple shots, but never enough to get her drunk. Not until now.


    She had been hoping the weeks would be better, but nothing could ease the tension in the house. Pearl had been getting sick lately, throwing up easily at the slightest provocations to her sense of smell. Once, she had bought a new tea that Vidalia had suggested to help her stomach, but the simple smell of the steeping tea had sent Pearl running.


    Not that it was something Steven was aware of. He knew something was wrong with Pearl, but for some reason, the other two were against telling him right now. Amethyst couldn’t be sure why, but they didn’t want to tell him of the geodes developing inside Pearl. Garnet wouldn’t talk about it at all, no matter how many questions she asked, and Pearl was reluctant to even acknowledge that she had another few lives growing within her. Amethyst herself wasn’t even aware of the specifics, or how they were conceived, and yet, she just had to choke it down.


    The next bottle was grabbed and the top bit off at the thought, before it was chugged like her life depended on the liquid inside the glass. Before she got halfway through it, a sound behind her signified that the warp pad was going off. She jerked around quickly, knowing that Steven was at Greg’s for the night, to see Garnet stepping off the circular slab. Though Amethyst couldn’t see her gaze, she could feel her eyes on the bottle in her hand and the nearly empty box next to her. With a scowl, Amethyst turned back to the sea and took a swig. She wasn’t in the mood to be judged, or get a lecture.


    Expecting the other to start in right away, she was shocked that the silence hung between them. Alright, she could do this. If that’s how Garnet wanted it, silently judging her, she wouldn’t stop her. All she wanted to do was finish off her last two bottles, then she’d leave the fusion alone and let her have the hand to herself. She took another swig, not wanting to down the bottle and seem like she was trying to leave, when Garnet came over and sat beside her. Neither said a word, though Amethyst was shocked. She had been expecting her to stare condescingly, leaving her to swallow the other bottle whole and pick up the glass before she left. Instead, Garnet let out a soft sigh that spoke volumes.


    “What’s up, G?” Amethyst asked after a moment, furrowing her brows as she stared at the other. Garnet was silent for a moment, before reaching up and grabbing her glasses. They vanished in the next instant, showing tired eyes well beyond her years. Feeling the air get tense, Amethyst prepared to take another drink of her beer, when Garnet looked to her and nodded to the drink in her hand.


    “Let me have a drink.” Wordlessly, she hadn’t over the broken necked bottle, watching as Garnet rose it to her lips and took a drink of the beer. If she had known that Garnet was going to be joining her, she would have gotten more, but she couldn’t remember a time in her life that the gem before her had ever drank anything slightly alcoholic, let alone demanded a drink of her beer. Maybe she would have popped the bottle cap off, instead of biting it, and she wouldn’t have downed the others so fast as well. The broken bottle was forced back in her direction, and she took it wordlessly, barely hearing Garnet. “Thanks.”


    “No probs, Garnet.” Another drink of the liquid, and she realised that the bottle was empty. Damn. She let it go, watching it crash to the pile of broken glass down below without a second thought on the matter, before grabbing the last one. She looked to Garnet and sighed, offering the new beer to the fusion. She could get more later, after she got rid of the box and cleaned up some of the glass at least. Garnet took the bottle and popped the cap off expertly, taking a drink before passing it back to Amethyst.


    Sensing a pattern, Amethyst took her turn with the bottle before passing it back to the other gem. It was silent, the air still and tense as they drank, but Garnet didn’t say a word and Amethyst didn’t bother breaking the silence. She wouldn’t do it first, she refused. When Garnet took the last drink of the bottle, Amethyst watched her let it go to the ground below, silently shocked that Garnet had joined in her act of littering. For a few brief seconds, she prepared to stand, but stopped when a cool gemmed hand came to rest on her shoulder.


    “Don’t go yet. I want to talk to you.” She settled back down, glancing to her leader and friend. What was it that Garnet wanted to talk about? Was she finally going to answer some of her questions after two weeks? She remembered how they had both disregarded her when they had first told her, and felt the familiar bubble of rage start to swell.


    “Alright. What do you want to talk about?” she asked as calmly as she could, glancing to the taller gem. Garnet looked tired when she met her eyes, more tired than she had ever seen a gem look. It sort of scared her, to think of how this entire ordeal was affecting the fusion. They hadn’t even told Steven yet, but Garnet looked as if it had been wearing on her for years now instead of a couple weeks. Had she came apart again, and wanted to confide it in Amethyst?


    “Look, I know the past few weeks have been… Tense–”


    “You could say that,” she snorted, but it was ignored.


    “–but you can understand that we’re trying to come to terms with it, can’t you? I know you have questions and we haven’t answered them, but it’s not something I want to discuss. I don’t want to tell Steven. I wouldn’t, if that was an option, but the further along Pearl gets and the further along they develop… There’s no denying that they’re going to make it. Some of them will, at least, and we can’t hide them from Steven once they hatch.” Garnet took a deep breath- maybe to calm herself? Was G really stressing this much over this?- turning away from the younger gem and staring out over the ocean. “I’ll answer some of your questions now, alright?”


    Amethyst paused to mull over the millions of questions buzzing around inside her head, each and every one begging to be the first one to be asked and answered, but she had to start off small. She couldn’t push Garnet out of her comfort zone already. “Alright… First question then: when are we telling Steven?”


    “We?”


    “We.”


    A small pause, for Garnet to mull this over, before she continued: “Next week. It’ll take another five months, and we need that time to prepare. His help will be greatly appreciated every step of the way. That, and if we don’t tell him within the month, he’s likely to get mad at us for hiding it for this long.”


    “Six months? Really?”


    “Really. Right now, the geodes aren’t much bigger than dimes. Pearl is starting to swell, yes, but only because she’s so thin and there are so many. By the end of it, the biggest ones will be a little bigger than our gems.” She paused to take this in, imagining Pearl having to push out gems. The next question came out without another thought on what she should say.


    “How many are there?”


    Another pause, pregnant and invading the air with tense silence, before Garnet slumped and rubbed her temples with one hand. “Seventeen at most, but Pearl will poof with seventeen. At least twelve, if the bigger ones crush the smaller geodes. So, somewhere between seventeen and twelve. Two of them are… For lack of a better word, they’re corrupted. Damaged. When we fused to get out of the box, there was a chemical imbalance, and it ruined them. They never had a chance.”


    “Does Pearl know?”


    “No. I haven’t told her.”

    “Why not?” Garnet’s eyes sunk at her question, drooping down and staring at the ground so low below as if it was rushing up at them.


    “Because I don’t want to her to freak out and try to prevent what can’t be. When I… When we were separate parts, they had a few clutches, but their elemental influences destroyed any chances they had. No matter how hard they tried to stop it, not a single geode made it out of them safely. Each time, they would do their best, but one little slip up, and they were all gone. By the fifth time, they gave up. Trying only made it worse, and I don’t want Pearl to lose more because she was stressing over the two that won’t make it.”


    “What are you going to tell her when she lays them?”


    “I haven’t decided yet.” Amethyst paused again this time, letting the information soak in again. It was admittedly a lot to take in at once, and she hadn’t even got to the harder questions yet. The next question weighed heavily in her chest, filling her up with uncertainty, worry, and what-ifs. But she had to know. She had to. It wasn’t fair for them not to tell her, because it wasn’t something she had ever learned, and she had to know. It was eating her up inside, and she couldn’t stand not to know for a moment more.


    “Garnet, how were they conceived?” A low whistle of air pushed between Garnet’s teeth and she looked to Amethyst, searching her face for any sign of mischief she was sure. When none was found in her innocent and wondering expression, Garnet sighed and looked up.


    “That is a longer answer. You sure you want to hear it? We’ll be up here all night.”


    “I’m sure,” she mumbled, almost uncertainly, and Garnet gave her the same smile she had years ago, when she had been teaching her about all the Human Things, and she was just as ignorant then as now. Once again she was nothing but the lost kindergarten runt, and Garnet was one of her teachers.


    “Alright. Then I’ll explain. Listen close, because I’m not repeating it.” She was quick to nod, because she wanted to know so desperately, had wanted to know for weeks, and it was eating her up inside.


    “Alright. I’m listening.” And listen she did, long into the night. The broken bottles down on the sand below were forgotten until morning, lost in the moment of innocence Amethyst thought she no longer had. All of her attention went to the fusion, asking questions, because she needed answers, and Garnet was there to provide them. To once again teach her, like she had years ago, before any of Steven’s close relatives were even a thought in the cosmos above.

    • December 23, 2015 (1:41 am)
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