AKA "Stopping the Earth from Being Destroyed Twice, Have Fun at Funland, Stopping a Gem-Troll War, Bonding Over Camp Pining Hearts, Putting On a Scavenger Hunt, and Other Things To Do When People From A Destroyed World Enter Your Universe and Can't Leave". This fic is up on Ao3 under that title because I forgot that I had a name for this story but I like that one too. Sadly, FF has a really limited title word count.

So, I hope you guys like this. I just wanted Steven Universe and Homestuck characters interacting a I made this. Also, if something's wrong in terms of Homestuck canon I probably changed it to fit into the story so it's not really a big deal. Well thanks for reading!

Steven has had surreal dreams before, particularly his encounters with Malachite. All of his dreams like there, where he felt himself communicate with someone who is awake, all happened in one night. He feels it happening again.

Steven finds himself in a strange place, some place he's never seen before. It's definitely not the bottom of the ocean floor, since this place is filled with light. He's standing on the balcony above some sort of black-and-white checkerboard ground. There's some shrubbery and streams, but it looks . . . damaged. The sky is blue, not just any blue but the purest blue sky of a perfect summer day. There are perfect cotton candy clouds too, lazily floating along. Steven thinks he sees something in the clouds, but a voice behind him stops him.

"Ah. You've finally arrived."

Steven turns around. There's a strange girl who looks to be about sixteen sitting at a white table set up for tea. She's wearing an orange dress with a hood currently pulled over. Her dress has a yellow sun on it, but it's not drawn like any other sun Steven's ever seen drawn. The girl pours out two glasses of tea and sets one cup in front of an empty chair. She continues, in a silky and mysterious voice, "I am so glad you could join me. Please, sit down. We have many items of importance to talk about. Over tea of course."

"Uh, okay," Steven walks over and sits down in the empty chair across from the girl, who is currently sipping some of her tea. Steven tries to pick up the cup but it's hot so he settles to wait. He looks up at the girl, and notices she has purple eyes that are almost the same color as Amethyst's stone. There's also something unsettling about this girl to Steven, but maybe it's just she's very mysterious. The girl looks back at him and slightly tilts her head, when Steven realizes the awkward silence.

"Oh! Where are my manners! I'm Steven Universe!" Steven says to fill in the eerie silence of the dream. He holds out his hand and the girl raises a slender hand and lightly shakes it.

"I know," she replies.

"So, uh," Steven suddenly gets a weird vibe from her again. "Who are you?"

"Rose Lalonde, Seer of Light, though I doubt that title means anything to you," the girl replies.

"Rose is a pretty name," Steven says. "It's actually my mom's name!"

"Well I can say I am glad to share a name with a woman as courageous as Rose Quartz," Rose reveals.

"You knew my mom?" Steven gasps.

"I know about your mother, but not much," Rose reveals. "It is rather ironic, though-and not my brother's irony, mind you, actual irony-that while Rose Quartz is the savior of Earth I supposed you could say that I was the destroyer of Earth. Completely on accident though."

"You destroyed Earth?" Steven says is disbelief.

"Not your Earth," Rose clears up. "My Earth. I am from another universe."

"Really?" Steven questions.

"Yes, really. And before you ask about how I destroyed my Earth, I shall tell you," Rose says. "To paraphrase, three of my close friends and I played a game. And here I am now."

"In my dream," Steven says.

"Correct," Rose answers.

"How'd you get in my dream?" Steven asks.

"Rather simple really, I just went to sleep and woke up in a dream bubble. I waited for you to fall asleep and with some help from some ghosts . . . here you are now having tea with me in a memory of Skaia," Rose explains.

"Skaia?" Steven questions.

"This planet we are on right now, but it is not simply a planet, it is a battlefield," Rose explains. "Three years ago, give or take a few days, right here, a battle deciding the fate of our game was held between the forces of Dark and Light, Derse and Prospit. The two sides were supposed to fight until the Black King, the leader of Derse Forces, killed the White King, the leader of the Prospit Forces, and started the Reckoning. Meteors from the Furthest Ring would rain down upon this battlefield and we, as in my friends and myself, would defeat the Black King with the glorious powers we achieved during the game and claim the ultimate prize. Sadly, it did not end like that. In fact, things went horribly, horribly wrong."

"What happened?" Steven asks. Rose reminds Steven more of Pearl than his mom, since she likes to use fancy words and is good at telling stories.

"That was three years ago, it does not matter," Rose chuckles bitter sweetly. "And that's not why you and I are here. There are more important matters to discuss, Steven."

"Like what?" Steven says.

"Like how we tried to win the game," Rose answers. "This is game that has woven together six separate universes, three Earths, two Alternias, and the one where the Cherubs originate from. In the final universe we had to face many more enemies that just the Black King, who as it turns out, is not the final boss at all. We had to face time-traveling leprechauns, three different Jack Noirs, an alien fish empress, and the ultimate boss: Lord English. We defeated the Felt, Lord Jack, Spades Slick, Jack Noir, the Condescion, and even Lord English! Everything was going fine until the ultimate prize was once again pulled from our reach. This was just two days ago."

"What's the ultimate prize?" Steven asks.

"The creation of a universe," Rose reveals.

"So you played this game . . . and you had to fight a lot of bad guys . . . and you won a universe?" Steven checks.

"Yes, the creation of this universe is a part of the game but I am a Light player, not a Space player. When you meet Jade, she can tell you all about her frog-hunting adventures," Rose explains.

"So what happened? Why didn't you win?" Steven asks.

"One technicality or another, we've had too many of those," Rose sighs. She has been keeping a whimsical tone this whole conversation, but she sounds drained and sad. "We've all lost too many people to this game. It felt like there was no hope left. We retreated back onto the vessels we spent three years on to try and figure out how to escape the confines of Paradox Space. Luckily, Jade had an idea. She and Terezi puts their powers together and scoured the wide recesses of the entire multiverse and we found your universe."

"My universe?" Steven questions.

"Yes, you're universe. It's something quite special, in fact," Rose explains. "This is a world where the game doesn't exist, and it has a universe where both Earth and Alternia co-exist, though only peacefully now because neither know of the other's existence. Strangely, your world also has other alien species and planets and fleets of their own, mainly Gem Homeworld. Your Earth is quite different from the one I knew because of Homeworld's influences on the culture and history of the planet."

"How do you know about gems?" Steven questions. "And my mom?"

"All my information about Rose Quartz comes from what I and Terezi can see, we are both Seers after all. My information about Gems come from my non-human friends, they are aliens from a species called Trolls. Apparently, Gems and Trolls had similar goals-to conquer planets in the universe for resources and to colonize-which means that they were at odds with each other. They both have sizable armies, are races bred for battle, and won't dare to attack the other's home planet because they aren't sustainable for the other's purpose anyways."

"I didn't know that," Steven says.

"I suppose that Trolls are like . . . annoying bugs to the Gems," Rose laughs at a joke Steven doesn't get. "And Gems to trolls are, well to paraphrase my friend in a more suitable manor for yourself, 'major pains in the buttocks'."

Steven laughs at 'buttocks' and Rose waits until he's done.

"But the real reason why we like your universe is the lack of the game that has plague all our lives for the past three years," Rose gets back on topic. "We devised a plan, to aim for this universe and hopefully live out the rest of our days in peace. We both have vessels that have withstood the path of travelling through space before, so it would not be a problem to do it again. However, we thought it would be impolite to barge in without asking . . . permission first and you are one of Earth's protectors after all."

"Uh, I think I would need permission from the other Crystal Gems before I agree," Steven says. "We are all Earth's protectors."

"I suppose but only you have the ability to enter the dream bubbles, Steven. It would be hard to pull them in or even communicate with them," Rose answers. "Plus, you can tell the Gems. Regardless of their decision, we have already made ours. We have nowhere else to go and we can hardly sustain ourselves on this Meteor and Ship for any longer. We will be coming to your universe, we just figured we should give you a heads up."

"Then what was that thing about asking permission?" Steven questions.

"To be polite and in hopes that we wouldn't have the reveal that information," Rose explains. "But that's not the least of our worries. As I said before, Gems and Trolls hold many animosities towards each other because of their antagonizing competition in the colonization of the universe. They hold rather unflattering opinions of each other, and while our Trolls have promised to be nice, your Gems may not be so."

"But the Crystal Gems are great! They wouldn't hurt anyone unless they thought it would hurt humans or the Earth!" Steven insists.

"Exactly," Rose agrees. "My Troll friends said that the Gems looked at their kind as bloodthirsty monster who only longed for battle and were crude. Now I will admit that from what I heard, some of the trolls I know could have lived up to that standard, but now they all want a more human lifestyle. They don't want to fight anymore, since that lifestyle of serving under Her Imperious Condescion would lead to death. They'd rather live. We're afraid the Gems won't accept them, even under these terms. We're all still young, only sixteen."

"I'll make sure nothing happens to them!" Steven promises. Rose's explanation almost made him cry, and he would do anything to give these Trolls a chance to live!

"Thank-you," Rose says. Her voice changes from the whimsical tone again, into one of relief. "These trolls have come to be some of my dearest friends over the past three years, well . . . some of them. One, Kanaya, is my girlfriend. I've always wished to show her all the wonders about Earth."

"That's so romantic!" Steven gushes.

"So thank-you for accepting us into your home, your universe, Steven Universe," Rose says. She lets out a bittersweet chuckle before removing her hood. She has shoulder-length pale blond hair held back by a golden hairband and Steven can truly see how dazzling her lilac eyes are-just like Amethyst's Gem. Rose looks at her tea before she says, "It may not look like it, but I feel like we have much in common Steven. Your optimism would probably go better with John, but I still feel some connection."

"Like what?" Steven asks. He knows nothing about Rose, so he wants to hear what she has to say.

"We both aren't completely human, not anymore for me at least," Rose explains. "We're both somewhat outcasts with normal human society. That gem on your navel sets you apart and I, well I was a strange girl. Not many shared my interests. We both lost our mothers."

"Your mom's dead?" Steven asks, his voice suddenly getting small.

"Yes, she died three years ago, here. Can't you see her?" Rose asks in a somber tone.

Steven blinks and suddenly, there's blood. Blood covering the table, blood running over the black and white tiles of the battle field, blood flowing out of the woman on the ground right in front of him. She looks a lot like Rose, just with pointier hair and older. Her pink scarf is covered with blood. There's a white fedora on the ground closer to Steven, now stained red. He looks down and he's standing over a bald man with a pointy nose, his pristine white clothes doused in blood, all pouring for the multiple sword wounds in his chest. Steven gets a flash of Holo-Pearl stabbing Pearl. He looks up at Rose, getting dizzy.

She stands up and pulls her hood back over her head. Rose speaks in the same somber tone, "I'm sorry our meeting had to end like this Steven Universe. The Skaian Battlefield is never a nice place to visit after the battle's over. So many pawns lost their lives out on the chessboard. Unlike the usual fashion of the game, the pawns of both sides rallied together to fight the Black Queen, but most, if not all, met their end at the hands of Jack Noir, just like my mother and John's father."

Steven can't form words, he's overwhelmed by grief for Rose's mother and John's dad, though he's never met John. He can only think of Pearl poofing, Garnet splitting up, and Amethyst's gem cracking. He's imagining something much worse happening to his dad when they fought Lapis than just a broken leg, something happening to Connie as they fought side by side.

"Don't let your darkest fears get to you," Rose advises. "I learned that, right here. You will wake up soon and you must immediately get the Crystal Gems, wait . . . they will come to you. At the crack of dawn you will be able to see the Golden Battleship, if it is just a speck. That ship contains the first batch of humans and consorts. Jade should be able to slow it down, but if not you must be prepared. I will arrived by meteor in three days with my brothers, the trolls, and some others. Hopefully Jade will have recovered by then to slow us down, but we have Aradia and Sollux with us just in case. Thank-you for your time Steven Universe. Wake up."

Steven jolts out of bed in a cold sweat. He clutches his heart under his pajama shirt, wishing his heart beat would slow down. He looks around and he's back in his room. There's no checkerboard battlefield, there was no blood, there's no Rose.

Or at least Rose Lalonde. The picture of his mom, Rose, is still there.

"Steven!" Pearl runs up the steps to the loft. "I heard you mumbling in your sleep, are you okay?"

"Yeah," Steven says, his heart is still racing. "I had a dream like the ones with Lapis and Malachite!"

"Did you learn anything else?" Pearl asks expectantly.

"No, I wasn't with Malachite in the dream. I was with this human girl named Rose Lalonde," Steven explains. "We were on this plant that was a checkerboard and we had tea and she was telling me that she played this game that destroyed her universe and now her and her friends are coming here!"

"Steven, that sounds a bit like a wild dream," Pearl says.

"No! It wasn't!" Steven insists. "It felt just like Malachite dreams! Rose said that some of her friends would be coming in on a golden battleship today! At dawn! You have to trust me!"

Pearl pauses to think it over for a moment, "We should get Garnet and Amethyst."