Steven loved his family. Much.

He hadn't the normal life most boys in his age had. His family was different. And he loved it.

His day would start just as always. He would wake up by his beloved cookie-cat clock beside his bed, and he would sit up with a smile. Later on, he would go downstairs to brush his teeth just as Pearl had wanted him to do every morning and evening. He dressed himself in blue jeans, sandals and a pink T-shirt with a star on it before he ran towards the kitchen.

His house wasn't exactly the most un-natural one at first sight. Just an ordinary, pretty beach house apart from the rest of the city. His house consisted of just a few rooms. A kitchen, a living room., one bathroom, his own room at the loft and three other rooms.

Once he had reached the living room, which laid just beside the kitchen, he was met by his care-taker Amethyst, who was munching and digging inside a bag of chaps.

Amethyst was really funny, Steven thought. She was about...twenty years old or something like that, and acted like a child.

Pearl had explained to him that Amethyst suffers from...well...he can't really remember the exact word... but he do remember that Pearl explained that Amethyst owned a fully grown woman's body, but had the mind of a child. She didn't act like that all the time though. Sometimes in hard times she would act like a grown up, just as the others. Or at least, tried to.

"Hey Amethyst!" Steven cheered happily, waving his hand. Amethyst turned her head, grinning from ear to ear as she saw him.

"Yo! Ste-man!" She cheered, quick to her feet to give him a high five. And almost immediately, she picked the bag up again and started munching on the chaps again. Amethyst was short, about his heigh if not a little taller, with long, purple hair. "Slept well?" She asked between chewing. Pearl had explained that she was suffering from...um...geeze what was that word again...pica! An eating disorder making the sick one eat unstop. It wasn't really what it meant, but kind of, and it explained her overweigh.

"Oh yeah!" Steven nodded. "I had this weird dream that we were all aliens who protected the earth from those man aliens who always wanted to-"He scratched his head, trying to remember.

"Yeah, yeah. Nice dream." Amethyst teased in er boredom before sitting down, turning on the TV. Steven stopped talking, smiling for himself.

"Steven! Breakfast!" Pearl called from the kitchen, and he turned.

"Coming Pearl!" Steven called, running into te kitchen and quickly took place at one of the stairs by the table.

"Here you go!" Pearl smiled sweetly as she placed the plate before him, making him smile. Egg and bacon. The bacon was slightly bend upwards and the eggs laid above it, making it look like the breakfast was smiling towards him.

"Thanks Pearl!" He thanked her before starting to throw the food into his mouth. Pearl smiled pleasant before walking back to clean up the mess she'd made. Pearl was is second care-taker. She was quite tall, really thin and gracious. Her skin was really pale. She had told him that she was an...albino? Someone who's skin pigments never enveloped, making her skin pale as clouds and her eyes as red as blood. She had been so embarrassed when she told him. She wasn't quite the one who enjoyed others talking bad about her. Because of that, she had decided to dye her hair blonde, and use blue lenses to cover up her gloomy eyes. Steven had never understood why, he though that she always looked beautiful no matter how she looked. He had told her that once, but it just ended up with her blushing and locking herself inside her room.

"Aren't you going to eat breakfast Pearl?" Steven asked, turning around. Pearl smiled.

"No thanks Steven. I've already eaten today." She explained. Steven knew she was lying. He knew as well that she as well was suffering from an eating disorder which makes her throw up whenever she eats. He had tried to feed her, but she was so frightened of throwing up, so she refused in the kindest way she could.

Steven frowned, but then smiled and continued eating his breakfast. He looked out the window for something to look at. Sand and water. Nothing but sand and water.

The phone rang inside his pocket and he picked it up, placing it by his ear.

Hello?" He spoke mouthful. His eyes shone up. "Connie...Are you outside?...I'll be there in five!" He shut his phone and ran off the table, leaving his plate empty. He ran towards the couch, picking up his bag, leaving Amethyst fallow him to the door.

"Ok kiddo. Got everything you need?" She asked, resting against the wall. Steven knitted his shoes.

"Yeah! I think so!" He said, putting his back on his back.

Pearl appeared beside Amethyst, handing him a paper bag. "Here's your lunch if the lunch at school isn't tasty."

Steven gasped, ripping the top of the bag apart to see the insides. "Sandwich with pizza taste!"

Pearl smiled amused. "Now, remember what we told you!" Amethyst rolled her eyes. "If you get bullied...?"

Steven jumped. "Call the teacher!"

"If trouble happens?"

"Call you!"

Pearl nodded amused. "Good, and don't forget to-" A hard thud was heard from within the house, fallowed by a loud roar of either anger or pain. They couldn't exactly tell the difference. Steven looked beside the two adults, while the two gave each other a glance of concern.

"Oh no! Not again!" Pearl gasped, her hand covering her mouth. "Do you think it's-."

Amethyst made a fart sound, crossing her arms. "She has done that for days now. Don't push your luck."

Pearl frowned towards the shorter girl. "Well excuse me for caring!" She defended herself in her usual, old pretty lady voice.

Amethyst frowned back. "And what's that supposed to mean?!"

"Isn't Garnet feeling okay?" Steve interrupted their fight.

Amethyst gave Pearl an hesitant look. "Yeah! Of course she's feeling okay! She just has one of her little "outbursts again". She just needs to take her pills and she'll be as good as new, okay?" She tried to convince him, smiling.

"But-" Steven tried.

"Now run along!" Amethyst pushed him outside the door, waving towards him before shutting the door. Steven wanted to protest, but sighed instead, finding it useless to beg.

"Steven!" A voice called from beneath. And it didn't take more than three seconds before Steven ran down the stairs.

"Connie!" He cheered. And there she was. Connie Maheswaran. A dark-haired, pretty girl with glasses and a dress.

"Steven!" She cheered once he had reached the ground, hugging him tightly. "Ready to go?"

Steven was about to answer, but before he did, he gave the house a glance of concern before nodding. "Yeah."

And so they made their way to school. Just as all other days.