(Note: This story is inspired by u/8526415/0TheCluster0 and their story called Faded Blue and its Side stories and missing scenes offshoot. The premise is the same, however I wanted to go in a different direction with some things than the original story. Please read 0TheCluster0's work as it is awesome.)
Steven Universe slept peacefully in his bed, snoring softly. He woke to the smell of bacon floating through the large house and went to the bathroom to complete his morning routine. After relieving himself, Steven rinsed with mouthwash and ran a brush through his thick but straight black hair. It had grown shaggy as he recently decided he wanted to grow it out to look more like his father's hair.
A bit of blue peeked out from under his pajama shirt collar, and he gently put a hand to the blue diamond on his chest. Steven sighed heavily, but he smiled. Steven left the bathroom and headed down the large hall to the kitchen.
Steven Universe glanced upwards. He was still growing used to the high ceilings in their new home. It was an old mansion that had been built and maintained by the Dewey family. It had been built in honor of the legendary giant woman who saved Bud Dewey out at sea. That is to say, it had been built with very high ceilings and doorways, and oversized 'communal' rooms like the kitchen, living room, bathrooms, rumpus room, and dining room. Only the bedrooms seemed to be of relatively normal size. Supposedly so said giant woman could visit if she ever wanted to.
Greg had purchased the house for a few reasons. One, being that Steven was the son of a diamond, they weren't sure if his organic body was going to grow taller than the average human, or if so, by how much. Two, he thought Blue would have liked the place. She had always seemed to enjoy strange and unusual architecture. The third reason was because it was on the edge of town. It was a private spot, but not too far away from the town's conveniences.
Steven arrived at the kitchen. Greg Universe was at the stove cooking bacon and eggs, with biscuits baking in the oven. He hummed the tune to his latest song. His long brown hair was rustling slightly in the breeze that came in the window. He wore a tank top and pajama bottoms, suitable attire for a lazy Saturday morning. Pearl stood at the counter, chopping fruits for a fruit salad. Pearl's hair hung in her eyes as always, making one wonder how she saw well enough to avoid cutting herself. Her ballerina like leotard and sheer skirt would look silly in this situation to anyone outside the Universe household.
Steven walked up to his father and opened his arms. "Good morning, Dad!" He said cheerfully. Greg hugged his son, smiling a warm smile. "Good morning, Stu-ball. Are you excited to take a look around town?" Steven nodded. "Yeah, it's too bad we had to spend ALL our first day moving stuff and unpacking." "But now we don't have to do any unpacking today. We can just relax and explore Beach City." Steven nodded and let his father return to cooking.
As soon as he approached Pearl, she set down the knife and the pear she was cutting on the cutting board. Pearl opened her arms to Steven, a small smile on her face. Steven wrapped his arms around her willowy form. She reciprocated but did not squeeze him very tightly, keeping the embrace tender. "Good morning, My Steven. Did you sleep well?" She asked softly. Steven nodded. "Yeah, I was beat from unpacking yesterday. All the warping trips from Korea to here kinda made me dizzy too."
Pearl released him and stroked his hair. "That is normal, My Steven. Multiple warp trips tend to make humans disoriented. I was happy to make myself useful while you rested. If you will set the table, Greg and I will have breakfast ready in a moment." She said softly. Steven did as asked, finding the silverware drawer and setting the table.
They preferred to eat at the small table in the kitchen, finding it more cozy than the long dining room table. Steven set three places, then took his seat. Inside ten minutes, breakfast was served. Eggs, bacon, biscuits, and a bowl full of fruit salad. Everyone served themselves. Pearl didn't take much, as she did not need to eat. She only took up the habit of eating when she'd learned that taking a meal together and conversing over it was a human bonding ritual. Thus, she only ate food when the family ate together.
Steven and Greg discussed their new home and the new town. Both were excited, but nervous. "I'm wondering if anyone here will know me." Greg said. "I'm sure they will, Dad! Just because you retired from touring after Mom got pregnant doesn't mean you aren't STILL a super huge Rockstar! People still eat up your CDs when you put out a new one."
Greg chuckled and blushed. "Ah, you're being overly generous, kiddo. Sure I was a moderately successful musician back in the day and I still have a small, loyal fan base today, but that doesn't make me a 'super huge' Rockstar. Maybe someone will recognize my stage name, but I'll honestly be surprised if someone recognizes me. So are you excited to live so close to the beach?"
Steven nodded. "I'm really excited to be able to go swimming anytime. But… I'm really hoping to make some friends. I love you and Pearl…" "But you need friends your own age." Greg said solemnly. "Well, since Pearl agreed to put your lessons aside for three days, hopefully you can make a few new friends by then. Just try not to be too over-eager. Stay relaxed." Greg advised.
Pearl had been reluctant to put Steven's schooling off, but Greg had convinced her that being in a new place would distract him, and it would be easier for everyone if she just allowed Steven a few days to explore his new surroundings before trying to get him to focus on school subjects again. Besides, Pearl reasoned, it would give her time for her other duties, cleaning and shopping, and of course there was the drill too.
"My Steven, perhaps we should take a walk after the dishes are washed. It would be helpful to us both to learn the locations of the local business and leisure areas, and exercising shortly after eating aids digestion." Steven nodded. "Yeah, a walk sounds nice. Wanna come, Dad?"
Greg shook his head. "I'd like to, but I have a few more things I need to do. Paperwork for the move and boring stuff like that. You guys go have fun."