Author's note: So this was just a small idea I had and I'm probably not going to post on this story much because I have one big project, a side project, and a secret project (That is starting after the side project is done). I just felt the need to write this and I thought that it might be a small fun distraction for me if I feel bored about other projects. Anyway, I hope you enjoy this and if you do indeed want this to continue, favorite it and we'll see when the first official comes out.

Prologue: Welcome to Beach City

A young boy ran up a small hill that lead to a cliff side, crying. A small scratch lay under his chin, dripping blood. It hurt a lot. He sniffled as he sat down on the grass, at the edge of the cliff. He reached into his pocket and pulled out a band aid. The little boy wore a very large pink shirt with a yellow star in the middle. He also wore a pair of jean capris and his dark brown hair was fluffy and soft. He was missing on of his middle teeth and his cheeks were bright red from crying. He wiped away his tears as he opened the band aid packet. He put the it on top of the cut and he sighed. His cut hurt but his feelings were hurt as well. He had just come from a donut shop in town, one his dad had brought him to constantly. This was his first time going in alone, though that wasn't a big deal. What hurt was the guy who was at the donut shop. A boy about eleven or twelve by the name of, Lars, he thought, had pushed him to the side, cutting his chin on the counter, calling him too young to be anywhere by himself. Well, he was only five, so he supposed it was true. Lars also made fun of the people who took care of him and the weird gem he had for a belly button. He guessed that it was because they weren't human and were alien creature's known as gems and that the gem in his stomach was just something that wasn't common for children. He had only just recently found out that he was going to live with the gems, but it all seemed fine. The half built house lay right under the cliff. He had personally been excited but thinking about it know… He clutched his beloved Ukulele, sniffling a bit. He strummed it a few times before sighing.

Living with gems, wasn't fine, at least the idea of it anyway. It wasn't that they were bad, they were the total opposite actually, it was honestly more that it was… awkward to say the least. Living with women, who were thousands of years old, was cool to the boy but he knew that many people thought it was weird. Looking down at the ocean below, he noticed his guardians doing some fighting practice on the sandy beach. He watched them for a bit before lifting up his large shirt and looking down at the pick gemstone embedded in his stomach, glistening in the sunlight. He had been told many stories as to why he had this, none of them he understood, but all of them had been entertaining. Now that he thought about them, though, he wondered which of them was true. He let out a soft groan as he laid down on the grass, looking up at the clouds above. His thoughts began to wonder, drifting from the donut shop, to his dad, and then to his guardians. There was the sound of moving grass behind him, startling him from his thoughts. He sat up and spun around, a bit alarmed. A young girl, probably about twelve years old had walked up the hill and was now looking at him. He recognized has Sadie, a nice girl that hung out him sometimes. He hadn't seen her around recently though, which had made him kind of sad, but he didn't dare show it, especially in front of Lars, who made fun of him daily, for being a baby or a wimp, even though he was only five.

Sadie walked up to him and smiled, sitting herself down next to him. They sat in silence for a few minutes before Sadie asked, "Are you doing okay?" This wasn't an uncommon question that people asked him, but it was something he normally didn't answer to. He wasn't a very vocal kid. He was very shy and rarely spoke at all, except to his dad and occasionally the gems. He sang, that was how he communicated anyway. He never really understood why but music always seemed like a better option than to talk. It was just more enjoyable, he supposed. He shrugged at the question, eyes darting to the ocean again. He strummed his ukulele again, playing a tune only he knew. Sadie listened attentively and she couldn't help but smile. "Is that a new song," she asked after the boy was done. He hesitated for a moment before nodding. "Well, I thought it sounded really good," she said with a big smile. The little boy smiled back, happy that his song had made someone else happy. Sadie opened her mouth to say something, but was cut off by the sound of a car horn. "Well, I need to get going, but if you need anything just let me know," she said standing up. She was about to run down the hill, when she remembered something. "Oh! I almost forgot!" She brought out a small lunch bag and pulled out the little boys favorite snack… "Here you go," she said, smiling as the little boy took the cookie cat package. "I saw what Lars did to you, I just felt that you needed something to cheer you up." She grinned and ran down the hill waving goodbye. "Oh, and one more thing," she called. "You should add lyrics to your song, I think that would make it perfect." She then turned and ran, leaving the boy alone yet again. He looked down at the ice cream treat in his hands and then at his ukulele.

He put the cookie cat down and picked up his ukulele, strumming it. He started to play his song, and started to sing, "If you're evil and you're on the rise, you can count on the four of us taking you down, cause we're good and evil never beats us. We'll win the fight and then go out for pizzas. We are the Crystal Gems. We'll always save the day! And if you think we can't, we'll always find away. That's why the people of this world believe in, Garnet, Amethyst and Pearl, and…" Before he could finish, a bush next to him rustled, scaring him. He backed up a bit, not exactly sure how to feel. The bush continued to rustle, before whatever was in it let out a pained cry.

Cautiously, the little boy scooted toward the bush, slowly pushing the leaves out of the way. In the middle of the bush, a small brown creature stood. It had brown fur and looked like a mix between a fox, a cat, and a dog. It seemed scared and in pain when it looked up and the boy. It started to grow, before it let out another pained cry, looking back at its hind leg which seemed caught in one of the branches. He tried to pull the branch away but the creature just growled at him. He pulled his hand back, frightened. The creature's eyes met the little boys. Seeing the fear in them, the creature calmed down. It started to whimpered a bit. Seeing the creatures pain, the boy put his hand on the creature's head, trying to calm it down. "Shh," he said, lightly pulling the creature out of the bush. The creature shook itself as the boy laughed. "You are such a strange animal," he thought, giggling as the creature started to lick its leg. It seemed to be bleeding. The boy noticed this and held up a finger signalling the creature to wait. He pulled out a second band aid, rainbow colored, and pulled it out of the package. The creature backed away growling, before stumbling. The boy slowly scooted toward the animal. "Hey it's okay," he said. "I'm not going to hurt you." The creature looked at him, before limping over. He placed it nicely on the scratch. The creature gave the boy a toothy grin before turning to run down the hill.

"Wait!" the little boy called. He dashed over to the animal and sat next to it. "Would you like to hang out?" he asked, holding out his cookie cat. The creature looked at the boy, curiously. It sniffed the cookie and took a small bite. Its eyes sparkled with wonder and took another. "You like this huh?" the boy giggled. The creature yipped, and licked his fingers. Giggling the boy said, "Yeah, they're my favorite too." He gave the rest the ice cream sandwich to the creature and giggled happily as the creature licked his fingers. "Where do you live?" he asked looking around. The creature looked around for a moment and shrugged. The little boy put a finger on his chin for a moment, before he got an amazing idea. "Why don't you come home with me!" he said with excitement. The creature cocked its head to the side. "Yeah! You can come live with me, my dad, and the gems!" he cried with joy. "Doesn't that sound like fun?" Again the creature cocked its head again. "Come on! I really want them to meet you!" he said, running down the hill with the creature at his heels, then suddenly stops. "Wait you don't have a name yet," he gasped, appalled at the idea of his new friend not having a name. "Do you even have a name?" The creature let out a bark that sounded along the lines of 'eevee.' "I'll call you Eve! Does that sound good to you?" the boy asked, looking at the creature, who let a delighted bark. "Well, come on, we got people to meet," he cried, laughing as he ran down the rest of the hill. "My name is Steven, Steven Quartz Universe."