Welcome to my first every Steven Universe fanfic, and first fanfiction on the site! Sorry for any grammar mistakes that get through editing and all.
Chapter One - Pearl
Pearl awoke to the light chirps of birds and sunlight smacking her face. With tired eyes, she sat up and looked at the clock. It read 6:21. Pearl groaned and got out of bed, opening the blinds before she turned and saw the suitcase she pack a few nights prior. It hit her; she was off to Beach City High School. Or at least the dorms. She got dressed in a nice t-shirt with a pineapple on it and jean shorts before brushing her hair in its regular style. She dashed to the bathroom and cleaned her face before tromping down the stairs to see her mother making breakfast.
"Hello, sweetie," Mrs. Coulio said, noticing her, with a warm smile. But there was, of course, sadness in her brown eyes. Pearl replied with a hello in turn. "The bacon and eggs will be ready in five minutes. Clear the table and get Tweety to pour everyone glasses of orange juice." Pearl nodded her head and quickly but neatly cleared the table. She put utensils for eating down and napkins before yelling.
"Yellow! Mom wants you to give everyone glasses of orange juice right this instant!" She heard the thundering footsteps of her younger sister.
"Greatness, you don't have to yell." Pearl heard her sister mutter. She stuck her tongue out at her, but Tweety copied, making Pearl grumble. She went to the doorway and watched as the blond got the drinks set up. She remembered suddenly that she had to go get the youngest of the family. Pearl once again went up the stairs and knocked on her sister's door. Blue Bird opened it a few moments after and sighed. She was never really one to talk.
"Hi, Jay," Pearl greeted awkwardly. Her young counterpart just nodded her head before lightly walking down the creaky stairs, which didn't make noise under her gentleness. Pearl followed.
As she past the case full of pictures, she stopped. There was one certain picture that will always be her favorite. She remembered the time like it was just yesterday.
Five-year-old Pearl ran around the house, being chased by Tweety. Blue Bird watched them curiously with her magnificent blue eyes. They were having a picnic, with their mother making hamburgers on the grill and father sitting on a bench. Suddenly, Tweety tripped and stifled a scream. She always tried to act the oldest of the trio, then known as the Bird Squad. With her quick speed, Blue raced to her older counterpart. She was great at patching wounds.
"Sit down with your leg sprawled out." She ordered. Yellow Pearl complied. The four-year-old then took out every kid's worst nightmare from a first-aid kit she seemed to have with her; antiseptic spray. Pearl gasped at the sight of it. So did Yellow. She gritted her teeth and felt the septic's coldness hit her scratched knee. The sting tore threw her like a riptide; she cried out in agony. The smaller then took out a band-aid and placed it over the scratches.
"There. All better now." She said in her quiet tone, placing a hand on Tweety's head. Pearl, just standing there, helped Tweety up, who instantly hugged them both. "You two are the best!" The other kids, in turn, wrapped their arms around each other and chanted simultaneously, "Bird Squad forever!" They didn't know their mother got a photo of it.
Pearl wished things would still be the same, but she knew it will never be like that again. She felt a tear brim her left eye and wiped it away. She then went to join her family members at the table.
"So, who is very excited to be moving to dorms?" Mother started. Blue Bird replied with a simple nod, more focused on finishing her food than conversation.
"I am," Tweety announced. "I hope I get a roommate who likes to draw humans." That was the wrong thing to say, however, as Blue Bird got up, pushed her chair in, and went to the sink, disposing her empty plate and utensils into it. She then, without a word, trudged up the stairs. She loved to draw, Pearl remembered. She stopped drawing in front of the other two a while ago. Heck, no one knows if she still does it.
"Shit," Tweety grimaced, earning a glare from Mrs. Coulio. "I totally forgot she used to always draw." she continued, adding more 'shits' after.
"No saying bad words, young lady," Mrs. Coulio chastised. "We don't want anyone thinking that you curse all the time. Show some respect." The girl, in turn, nodded.
"I am excited to meet new people," Pearl stated thoughtfully and quickly, changing the subject." her mother smiled at her. "But I was wondering. That picture of the case. Of the three of us. I maybe want to bring it with me."
Her mother's smile wavered. "Of course you can bring it, just as long as I get one of you guys now." Pearl nodded.
After the three ate, they made their way up to the youngest's room. The door was open on an exact 25 degree angle, Pearl noted. She opened it more and poked her head in. Blue Bird was sitting on her bed in a peaceful position, reading. "Hey. Mom said that we are going to take a picture." she said softly, barging in with her mother and sister trailing behind. She heard a soft sigh from her sister, who closed the book, placed it on her empty nightstand, and sat in a position where her legs were dangling from the bed. The others joined her.
"Now smile!" commanded Mrs. Coulio cheerfully and the blinding light flashed. Pearl only knew that she smiled. Tweety, with her reflexes, stole the phone and looked at the photo. The other two looked at it over her shoulders. Pearl and Yellow were smiling, while Blue wasn't, which was now normal.
The clock read 7:30. It was time. Blue quickly stuffed her book in one of her suitcases, the one that was labeled, 'Books and Crafts.' and left without a word. Pearl and Tweety went to their separate rooms to grab their belongings.
Pearl wrapped her arms around her mother, who did the same. "I'll come back often to see you. Mainly during breaks. Bye." The hug was released. She caught up to her sister, who were waiting, Yellow hugged her mother while Blue Bird just waved.
They each got into their personal cars, and drove off into the unknown.
Chapter one finished! I hoped you all enjoyed reading as much as I enjoyed writing it. But honestly though, the saddest part for me to write was the backstory/flashback scene.
Also, Tweety and Blue Bird have nicknames:
Tweety: Yellow Pearl, Yellow
Blue Bird: Blue Pearl, Blue Jay, simply Blue, and simply Jay
P.S: If you decide to comment, make sure it is nothing mean please. If you have nothing nice to say, don't say-write-it.