STEVEN Universe: Rise of an empire

I OWN AND REGRET NOTHING!

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Steven ate his fry bits gleefully. Fry bits were just the thing to settle his stomach and make him forget about the lose of his beloved cookie cat ice cream. Suddenly, he hears a commotion nearby. Steven smiles, good old QinShi Huang was up to his old tricks!

The crazy 15-year old Japanese-American; wore a cape poorly sewn together from dozens of different patches, pieces of metal twisted in a poor attempt to make them look like commander badges, a wooden sword, a tinfoil hat, and a goofy grin.

He was once more trying to make people accept the cities "new" currency. "For the hundredth time, I'm not accepting your fake money as payment!" Shouted PeeDee as he gestured to the soup labels poorly drawn over with crayon to look like money.

"It would be real money soon enough if you'd accept these!" Insisted QinShi. "Honestly, how do you expect me to make our town the center of a grand and glorious empire...If we don't even have an independent economy!?"

PeeDee just sighed. "Dude were a small beach town with under 15 people...were lucky to be a city...forget an empire!" "Never forget the empire! Snapped QinShi. You'll see one day we will surpass even Romans!"

"Slow down Attila! Mocked Lars. Conquer your doughnut tabs first! Then the world!" Everyone laughed. Even Steven chuckled.

Oh loveable QinShi and his crazy imperialistic antics! They'd gotten him through many a dark day! You could always count on him to brighten your day! Steven smiled as he went back to his bits.

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QinShi tromped through the streets riding his pure-breed Hobby horse. Much to the residents amusements. However once he turns a corner down a dark alley; his goofy grin vanished.

After making sure the coast is clear; he gives the secret knock on a nearby trash can. And out pops onion! "Here's your payment." Said the now very serious looking QinShi. As he handed him 15 cents, a nail, and the shell of a great, great, great grandfather snail. Yes his prices were almost as ridiculous as he was; but he could always be counted on to deliver the goods!

QinShi then gave him a sack filled with gem tech. Once again he'd taken advantage of them fighting a monster to sneak into their house an swipe some more stuff from the junkpile(aka. "Amethysts Room").

Onion would now once again use his contacts to unlock their secrets and give him the rewards.

Their transaction complete; onion vanished back into his private black market and QinShi put back on his "idiot" persona as he galloped back into daylight and mockery. As the denizens snickered, he once more recited #27 of the thirty six stratagems to himself.

假痴不癫 :Feign Madness but Keep your Balance: Hide behind the mask of a fool, a drunk, or a madman to create confusion about your intentions and motivations.

So let them mock him, it only served him in the end. All he needed was one chance to begin his dream of an empire...And in a world of monsters and magic...Where was there not a chance?

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TO BE CONTINUED?

Also don't forget to give a shout out to my mom's birthday story on my page!

This "rise of an empire" challenge was Inspired By Madhat886. A favorite author of mine! I don't care for how he portrays my faith, but I still recommend him!

AN: I know it says "in-progress" but really I just don't like boxing myself into a corner. For now this is more of a one-shot that I might continue one day...but probably won't.

But, hey. Feel free to use whatever elements you want from this, if you want! Or maybe give me ideas?

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