Steven lies in his bed. He then groped his belly. Dinner wasn't that great, nor was it filling. As Steven tried to sleep, he heard a noise. It sounded like little feet. He heard the sound moving out the door. He ran after it, hurrying quietly through the house, as to not wake his parents. The sound eventually led him to the living room. Steven looked for the sound, and noticed that the brown door was open. "Wasn't this closed before?" he thought. He walked over to close it, but then he felt a breeze coming from it. He opened the door all the way, and saw that the bricks were gone, like they were never there. Instead, there was a glowing tunnel. It had shades of blue and purple swirling around it. Steven looked behind himself, and stepped through.

Inside the tunnel, the material inside felt like a mixture between cotton and silk. This felt wonderful between Steven's bare feet as he walked through the magical tunnel. Once Steven got to the end of the tunnel, he pushed the door on the other side open. Steven was in...his living room? "Huh?" Steven said. "Steven? Is that you?" A voice that sounded like Rose said. Steven smelled a delicious smell, and headed to the kitchen, where the voice came from. Steven was dumbfounded. Why would his mother be cooking at 2:03 In the morning? He said, "Yes, I'm here." Then, the woman closed the oven. Now, she looked a lot like Steven's mother, only her skin was a bit pale, her fingers were a bit longer than usual, and her pink hair seemed to move by itself. Then she turned around. Her eyes were big black buttons, and so was her gem. "You're just in time for supper, dear!" She said. Steven was shocked. He had never seen anyone with button eyes before. Then he said, "You're not my mother. My mother doesn't have bu-bu.." "Bu-bu-bu-buttons? Heh, heh, do you like them? I'm your other mother, silly!" The woman replied. She grabbed her mittens, and pulled a gorgeous turkey out of the oven. "Oh, Steven, can you go tell your Other Father that supper is ready?" She said. Steven gave her a weird look, and went to the study. Inside, instead of Greg working on the computer, he had his music equipment, making a new song. Steven called out to him. This Greg had button eyes, too. He was strumming his guitar. "Oh! Hey there, Shtoo-ball! I was tuning my guitar!" Steven smiled at the button-eyed clone, and said, "She said that the food is ready." Greg put down his guitar, and put his hand on Steven's shoulder. They both walked to the dining room together.

At the dinner table, everything looked great. The dinner was turkey, mashed potatoes and gravy, and peas and carrots. It all smelled amazing. The Other Rose and Other Greg held hands to say grace, and invited Steven to join. "We give our thanks as to bless our mother's golden...turkey breast." Him and the Other mother chuckled. The golden turkey was right in front of Steven. He just HAD to have a piece. He grabbed a leg, and bit into it. It was one of the most delicious things he had ever tasted. After that, he piled his plate with mashed potatoes. But...where's the gravy? "Hey...Do we have any gravy?" Steven asked. All of a sudden, a small train came by Steven's plate and poured gravy on his potatoes for him. "Hungry aren't you?" The Other Rose asked. Steven nodded. "Another roll? Peas and carrots?" Other Greg asked. Steven said," I'm really thirsty..." "Of Course! Any requests?" Steven looked at the chandelier filled with drinks, and said, "Mango milkshake?" The container floated down, and filled his cup to the brim. While he was drinking it, The Other Rose got up and took his plate for him. The Other Greg came and put a Cookie Cat shaped ice cream cake in front of him. Then, the words "Welcome Home" wrote themselves on it with red icing. "Home?" Steven asked. "We've been waiting for you, Steven!" The Other Rose said. "For me?" Steven asked. "Yep! It wasn't the same without you, kiddo!" Other Greg said. " I didn't know I had another mother." Steven said suspiciously. "Of course you do! Everyone does!" Other Rose said. Steven was starting to feel a little uncomfortable. "Well, it's been fun, but I better get home to my other mother..." He said. "But I am your other mother." Other Rose said. " I mean my OTHER other mother." Steven backed away, and bumped into Other Greg. He chucked and waved at him. "I should really get to bed..." Steven said. "Of course, sweetheart, it's all made up." Other Rose said, brushing her hand through his hair.

In Steven's other room, it was a lot prettier and more colorful. His toys moved by themselves, and had little voices. Steven got in his REALLY comfortable bed, and looked at his other parents. Other Rose kissed him on his forehead. Steven blinked twice, and drifted off to sleep.