Author's Note: I've managed to type all of this in one night. Well, this is the first chapter of the more serious equivalent to Aerial Choreography and I just wanted to get this out of the way before I wrap up Magna Clades soon. (Before anybody starts calling this a rip-off of Star's Divinity of Love, I technically came up with this before he actually began to work on it.) Anyway, please enjoy.

-Voltalia

A single thunderclap could be heard throughout the Temple. It was about 1:30 in the morning and the clouds outside had already accumulated, surely a sign that there would be rain.

Sixteen-year-old Steven had fallen asleep on the couch about an hour ago, yet it felt like no time had passed at all. It was impossible not to move while in this daze; something had been panging at him from within. It only took a second for him to realize he was hungry, and so he woke up.

There surely had to be some food somewhere around here; he had to scour for the desired object for a few minutes before eventually stumbling across a plate of miniature red velvet loaves accompanied by a bowl of what appeared to be powdered sugar.

Gotta hurry... he thought to himself. If they caught me up this late, they'd kill me! 'Specially Jade... I've already seen how angry she can be.

He trudged over to a part of the counter where the plate was resting and carried it back with him to the couch. Once there, he began to consume the red velvet loaves one by one, occasionally seasoning them with the white powder in the bowl. Soon, there were only two of them left; while they had satisfied the adolescent boy greatly, they couldn't ease the overwhelming sense of guilt he now felt. Someone, probably Garnet, had made them and they seemed to have been prepared for a special occasion, though what it was he didn't really know. He figured it would be best to go back to sleep, so he tried... but not before noticing a paper-white rabbit dashing across the floor in his peripheral vision.

Confused by this, Steven decided to follow the bunny anyway in the hopes of catching it. Of course, it didn't occur to him then that rabbits could simply look behind themselves for incoming predators and pursue flight, and that's exactly what the lagomorph did.

"Hey, wait!" the half-Gem hybrid called out. "I'm sorry. I didn't mean to scare you."

But the rabbit continued to hop off and then it proceeded to... phase through the wall? The strange turn of events confused the boy even more, but once again suspension of disbelief came into play and he resumed his stalking. After phasing through the wall, he no longer found himself inside the Temple but rather in the Mineralis Dimension and more specifically the Chalcopyrite Queendom.

"Okay..." he muttered to himself. "...that was weird. Where'd it go?"

The rabbit had somehow managed to vanish into thin air when it came here, but that didn't deter the lad from continuing on. He figured it'd probably gone into the Temple of the Venerable Goddess and decided to visit the sacred place to make sure. Once inside, he saw the faces of the priestesses who had helped raise his mother Rose Quartz when she was a young girl. There was lilac Kunzite, yellowish-green Sulphur, bright red Ptilolite, and metallic blue Shattuckite. He definitely remembered them out of all the others, and they seemed kind enough to help him. But as he inched closer towards them, they took a step back. Once again, this brought confusion to his mind and this time, it stuck around. He kept walking to them, but they still stepped away. Just as he took another step, the temple floor started distorting and shifted into pink crystalline form. First it absorbed his foot and converted the skin and muscles to mineral; it then moved on to the rest of his body and he started screaming.

"What did I ever do to you to deserve this?" Steven asked woefully as the floor consumed him.

Suddenly, Shattuckite spoke out. Her words were, "You've been thinking very naughty thoughts of your mother, Steven. Do not deny it. You know very well it's true."

Steven shook his head rapidly in denial and kept shooting at the accusation with his negative proverbial responses, but every single one missed. Shattuckite kept shouting accusations of having incestuous thoughts at the boy, and soon the three other priestesses joined her. He shouted for his friends, his family (even crying out to his father at one point), and even the Venerable Goddess Herself to help him; the pleas, unfortunately, fell on deaf ears. By the time he had stopped pleading for help, his respiratory system was starting to shut down and he was becoming disoriented. He gave up hope and started crying, but just as he was about to start suffocating to death, everything went dark and only a whacking sound was heard.