Decided to continue since I have a lot of ideas for the story. Sorry this chapter is a bit short.


Chapter Two: Punishment

The screen door creaked open with Pearl behind it. Amethyst paused her sour cream flinging and stood still. Amethyst turned around looking face to face with Pearl.

"Amethyst…what is that on your face?" Pearl asked pinching the bridge of her nose.

"Uhm it's sour cream." Amethyst wipes the cream off her eyes. "Hey you want some Pearl" Amethyst chuckles pointing her finger. Pearl slaps away Amethyst's hand.

"Hey what the-"

"No one has yet to explain to me this horrendous mess!" Pearl shouts. "I had this whole house place spotless and-"

"No no Pearl it was me!" I cried running from behind the counter.

"S-Steven!?" Pearl was startled by my sudden appearance.

"All of it was me from beginning to end Pearl, don't blame it all on Amethyst!" I cry squeezing the tall gem's leg.

"No little dude it was mostly my fault for this mess!" Amethyst shouted back making Pearl even more confused than before.

"Wha… but I thought…it was…Amethyst.."

"No it was me!" Amethyst and I shout out simultaneously. Pearl sighs and turns her attention to the whole mess.

"Look at this clutter." Pearl begins to walk off causing me to let go of her leg. Amethyst and I exchange a bothered look.

"How is it possible to cause this much of a mess in such a short amount of time!" She cries falling onto her knees. I rush to her aid.

"Pearl…we can clean it up don't worry." I softly place my hand on her shoulder. "We'll clean this all up by this afternoon I swear!"

"That's what you'd better do." I turn my head to see Garnet in the doorway. "And you too Amethyst."

"Pfff fine got nothin' better to do anyway." Amethyst picks up her bucket and proceeds to pick up the sour cream from the floor.

"Garnet!" Pearl wails running to her. "How are we gonna clean this mess up? It can take hours just to clean off this guck." She exclaimed in disgust.

"Not we but them." Garnet points to my direction and Amethyst's.

"Garnet you can't expect them to-to just clean all this up by themselves! Why don't I just-"

"No." Garnet interrupted.

"But I can-"

"No."

"But you can't expect them to just clean this all up in a few hours." Pearl adds worriedly.

"This will settle a punishment for both Steven and Amethyst anyway." Garnet states firmly.

"Both this may take the whole weekend-"

"The whole weekend!?" I blurt out unexpectedly.

"Yes." Garnet replies.

"But-But Connie and I w-were supposed to go see a movie tomorrow and we were-"

"That can wait Steven." Garnet said. "You can not use your powers either."

"But-"

"You should've thought twice Steven. You have to learn your lesson too Steven, right Garnet? All part of responsibility." Pearl insists. Garnet nods her head and walks down the small staircase onto the beach.

"Pearl please, I've gotta go with her we've been planning this for so so long and I can't miss it." I hesitated with every word worrying of what her response will be.

I walk up to Pearl and look into her large eyes. I could feel the guilt in her eyes, she truly wanted to help.

"Maybe you can tell her but until this mess is cleaned up you are officially grounded!" Pearl said in a more stern manner. Pearl then went off to follow Garnet.


I stare at my phone as it's shaken by my hand. I climb onto my bed and lay down on my bed to ease the pain. I still couldn't believe I ruined this for Connie. I hastily try to think of a way to explain it to her in a way she could understand. I could feel the guilt bubble up deep inside of me as I searched for Connie's number. I locate her number and gaze at it. My lips start to quiver as I feel my eyes start to fill with water. I finally press her number.

I press it against my ear. I endure the ringing on loop until it says she isn't available. I lay the phone on my chest and give a heavy sigh in relief. I rest my hands on my face and try to calm down. I feel the phone start to vibrate and I lift it up to see a new message on the screen from Connie.

"I can't talk right now Steven. In a parent teacher conference with parents. Just text me."

I take in another sigh and type away.

"Oh ok, Connie I need to tell you something."

"Tell me what it is Steven." She replied back.

"Are you sure you won't get mad like this morning?"

"Oh Steven, it's just been a really stressful time of the month. With school and other stuff you probably wouldn't understand. I was just being too hard on you. You can tell me anything."

"I don't know, I just feel like it's all my fault." A tear slowly falls down my cheek.

"Steven we can just discuss about this later if you can't." I can feel the worry just from the letters showing from the phone's screen. Another tear falls down at a faster rate causing multiple tears to follow its trail. I can barely hold my phone because of how shaky my entire arm was.

"I have to. She deserves to know." I cry to myself. I felt some side of me is saying I was just overreacting to the whole thing. Connie would understand and that I was being overdramatic. The other side of me just wanted to curl up into a ball and cry the night away.

"I can't taakey ou to tthe e moviess." My fingers were wobbling so much I couldn't even type in the words without my finger touching the wrong letter accidentally. Connie was taking a longer amount of time to reply back. She may have been trying to comprehend the text I just sent or she was in shock from the text.

"Why can't you take me? Steven is everything ok?" She sent back.

I wipe the tears from my eyes and stare at the huge mess of sour cream draped all over the house. I turn my attention back to the text Connie just sent me. I realize that this whole ordeal was because of me. I could've just ignored Amethyst but I just had to get involved. I realized that I had to make it up to Connie in some way. I had to form and idea of how we could still make it to the movies. Although I couldn't use my powers to speed up the cleaning process, I couldn't lie to Garnet nor even Pearl. At that moment I understood what I had to do.

"Connie, I can take you to the movies. I have a plan of how we can get there." I reply back with more confidence.

"A plan? Steven you haven't even told me what's going on." She responded.