It was nine o' clock in the morning in Beach City and that meant that it was time for the most important meal of the day, breakfast. Just like any other day, Steven had gotten out of his bed, rubbed the sleepiness from his eyes, and ambled his way towards the kitchen to obtain said meal. Upon opening the pantry, he was disheartened to find that the box of his favorite breakfast cereal, Marshmallow Heart-Stoppers, was empty. He smiled fondly remembering the look on Pearl's face when he had first brought the box home. It took Garnet, Amethyst, and himself to convince her that, despite the name, the cereal was not lethal, just unhealthy. Pearl didn't like it but she had eventually allowed him to eat his unhealthy breakfast. Heck, if Pearl had her way, he would only be eating fruits, vegetables, and high protein meats, like fish. Maybe Amethyst wouldn't mind if he had some of her Sugar Coated Crunchies, it was far better than eating Garnet's Raison Bland… Yuck!
After strolling to the refrigerator Steven had grabbed the gallon of milk from the shelf. He remembered how heavy the darn things used to feel when he was younger, now however they had seemed like mere child's play.
"Who's the boss now, milk?" He taunted the dairy product mercilessly bringing it up and down like a dumbbell.
Yes, he had come quite a long way since then, he was smarter, stronger, and most of all, much more mature. Suddenly, Steven had lost his footing, throwing the milk up in the air in panic and landing face first on the cold unforgiving wooden floor. The milk took this opportunity to get its vengeance and landed on the back of his head thus rupturing the container and freeing itself from its prison, exploding in all directions. After recovering from the rather humiliating defeat at the hands of both gravity and milk he sat up to look for exactly what had tripped him. On the floor just a few feet from where he sat was Sir Bearington, his stuffed teddy bear that he had slept with every night since he had got it. Looking around at the rather large mess around him he could only say one thing.
"At least we know who the boss is now," he grumbled to the victorious liquid.
After cleaning up the mess in the kitchen and on his face Steven soon realized that without milk, he could not eat any cereal. The thought of eating cereal without milk was an absolutely disgusting nightmare. What kind of freak would eat dry cereal?! However he soon realized that he was in no position to call anyone a freak. After all he, was half alien, lived with three more aliens, had near supernatural powers, had no formal education, wore the same outfit nearly every day, had a magical pink pet lion, had temporarily turned into a female and fused into one being with his crush at the same time (and still didn't have the courage to tell her how he felt after the fact), was the only male Gem anybody had ever seen, and he wasn't even sure if he was his own mom, which he never even met. Steven had a lot on his plate at the moment, so to speak… a lot, accept breakfast.
He wandered over to the refrigerator again wondering why things always had to be so difficult for him. Why was there an empty box of cereal in the pantry to fool him? Why was Sir Bearington on the kitchen floor when he was holding the only gallon of milk they had? Why couldn't he just sit down and eat his breakfast in peace, or better yet not even have to eat at all like normal Gems? He shook away the negative thoughts buzzing around in his brain and, like usual, tried to replace them with happier ones. At least he had Sir Bearington to hug while he slept, that milk probably would have expired soon anyways, Amethyst had probably put the empty box back in the pantry when she had finished with it, and part of living with someone so awesome was dealing with her somewhat annoying habits. Not to forget that if Steven was a normal Gem, he wouldn't have such an awesome dad! Like his dear ol' dad would say to him, "if every pork-chop were perfect, we wouldn't have hotdogs!"
After delving deeper in the refrigerator he found a box of Chinese food. He opened it and gave it a sniff… it smelled okay. Besides, if Pearl found out that food from a restaurant had spoiled, she probably wouldn't take him out to eat again anytime soon. She had always wanted to explain to him the importance of a balanced budget and not being wasteful, though where they had got all of their money was beyond him. As far as he knew, none of his caretakers, excluding his father, had a paying job. Well, that wasn't his problem. All he needed to worry about was breakfast, so he did. He took a seat on the Warp Pad and began to chow down on the dumplings inside the box with the included chopsticks. He was no expert with them, but he was glad that Garnet had showed him how to use them, finding a new way to eat was always fun! When he had asked her if she had traveled to China and learned how to use them while fighting an evil monster there, she had just claimed she learned how to use them through the internet. He didn't buy it though, he knew that Garnet was much cooler than that and she was just holding out on him, just like she was about her person-like animal friends. In truth, he had really wanted to meet them. The chance to make friends with animals was good, the chance to make friends with people was also good, but to do both at the same time would be awesome!
He looked back down at his Chinese food in thought. Maybe Garnet knew some awesome Chinese animal-people he could talk with. He could show them some sick tunes with his ukulele and maybe they could show him some music on… whatever they played! He picked up his trusty instrument from the base of the Warp Pad looking at it with a wild imagination. It would seem that at the moment his deepest desire was to play music for Chinese animal-people while eating dumplings. He laughed at the thoughts in his head while gripping his ukulele and dumplings. When he had finally stopped daydreaming and looked back down to his food, he noticed that both his Gem and the Warp Pad were glowing.