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Luckily for him no matter how fat he got what made Marge love him was his courage, even though he was more of a coward.
It wouldn't be long for Pearl to show up at their door, allowing Marge to answer it. "Hello; I'm here to take care of the kid." she told the older woman.
"Welcome to our new house Pearl. You arrived early." Marge greeted.
Pearl looked around. This home had stairs bigger than any at the Temple or at Beach City.
"This looks like a pretty spacious house for a big family like yourselves." Pearl said.
"Granted, since we have three kids." Marge replied.
"And two pets: Santa's Little Helper and Snowball II." Homer added.
Pearl liked humans more than animals. Putting up with Lion at times was like cleaning the whole house with a toothbrush.
"I honestly feel more at ease with people more than I do with animals, no offense." she said.
"We understand." Marge replied. "Here's to hoping I have enough cash to pay you for a job well done." Homer added, making Pearl nod in agreement.
Pearl never really needed cash except for paying for the mistakes Amethyst makes.
"Golly...thanks." she said, letting out a small chuckle.
Homer nodded, before he and Marge exited the house to get in their car and drive off.
The first thing Pearl did was reach into her forehead to pull out a warm bottle of milk. She made it when she found it she had to babysit.
She went over to Maggie's crib, and offered her the bottle. Almost immediately, the little girl took out her pacifier, and began drinking. She did make sure to put the pacifier back in her mouth after she was done.
Pearl was amazed at how small this kid was but knew what she wanted.
Maggie wanted out, starting by pointing at her crib, and then pointing to the door, then downwards to the ground, indicating they go downstairs. "You wanna watch television? Okay, as long as it's kid-friendly." Pearl replied.
Taking Maggie along with her, they head downstairs and entered the living room. Once she turned on the television, an episode of Itchy and Scratchy was already playing, nearly catching Pearl off-guard, since every episode ended with the mouse always killing the cat in the most gruesome ways possible.
Looking at over at Maggie, she said, "Itchy and Scratchy? To be fair, I've never heard of these characters." The little girl pondered briefly, before taking the remote and beginning to surf channels until she'd find something on the television that was more appealing.
It was that little green elf show of big toothy elves dancing around singing a song. Sometimes Pearl sings, sometimes she dances, but whenever she tries those she always feels conflicted.
"That's weird...I'm not really this familiar with music and singing and dancing before." she said. However, Maggie reassured her as she pointed to the screen, and Pearl couldn't help but shrug as she replied, "Well...it doesn't seem so bad." before she sang along to the elves's song.
Meanwhile...
SHomer demanded one of the finest tables in the restaurant. He got instead a good view of a good table.
"I always wanted a view of the city, but this table doesn't seem too bad, in my opinion." Marge said.
Homer sighed, and replied, "Yeah, I guess you're right...maybe next time."
"Excuse me, sir. What will you be ordering today?" The waiter asked.
"The equivalent of five Krispy meals but for steak, mashed potatoes, glazed onions, and spaghetti." Homer said.
"Would you like some broccoli with that?"
"No!"
"Okay, and what about you, madam?" The waiter asked as he turned his head to Marge.
"I'll have a salad with small pieces of meat on the top, please." Marge said.
"Very good. Would you like any drinks? Like champagne?" The waiter asked.
"I would very much like a glass of champagne, but I don't think my husband is interested in such beverages."
"Excuse me, but do you serve any Duff Beer?" Homer asked.
The waiter chuckled, and replied, "Well, this is a fancy restaurant, so I'm not too sure about about that."
"D'oh!" Homer exclaimed, facepalming himself.
"You should give champagne a try; I know you've rarely had a sip from it, but I'm certain it'll be worth it." Marge replied.
He let out a long sigh before he told the waiter, "I'll have a glass of champagne, too."
The waiter took his time, lifted up a little kid who could be his son as he did cash checks behind the counter, and walked in to the kitchen to finally serve them champagne.
"Here you are, and your food will be here, soon. Do not worry." The waiter replied.
As he went to make sure their food would be ready, Marge told Homer, "This may sound really strange to you, but I've been encountering these beings called Gems."
"Um...what are Gems? Are they like, the real thing? As in jewelry?" Homer asked.
"No, Homer. They seem to be people just like you and me but their skin is green, white, red, or purple. It's like a Nickledon cartoon in the nineties."
"Really? Wasn't there a show called Doug?" Homer asked.
Marge replied, "Yes, that's the one I'm looking for."
"Sounds like something Bart would enjoy watching!" he exclaimed with a grin.
The food the size of a shark kept piling on Homer's table, Marge talked more about what she believed about the Gems.
"A half-human, half-Gem? That's like, something out of a fantasy novel." Homer said, scratching his head as he took his time eating.
"That's right, but the real half-humans and half-gems are just so adorable."
"Ooh, really? I'd like to meet one in person someday." Homer replied, sporting a very big smile.
"And I hope you will, Homey." Marge said, smiling back.
Even though he met Pearl, Garnet, and Peridot on his way into the Big Donut. He sure lost his memory quickly.
"Funny thing is, you've already met one, and that particular Gem was Pearl." Marge added.
"D'oh!" Homer exclaimed, briefly hitting his head on the table as he began to recall meeting Pearl back at his house. "It's okay..." she said, patting him on the shoulder, before he raised his head back up and letting out a goofy smile.
Homer finished dinner first even though he had five more meals than she did.
"This is by far the best dinner I had...so far!" Homer exclaimed, causing Marge to chuckle at his statement.
She certainly knew how Homer liked to over exaggerate about food.
The waiter immediately came back, and Homer and Marge not only paid him, but Homer also gave him a considerable tip. "Make sure to spend it on something nice." he told him.
"Oh, thanks..." the waiter replied, letting out a small laugh as he smiled.
Marge patched her arm around Homer's in a snug way before they walked out together.
The two returned home, and when Marge knocked on the door, Pearl was already asleep on the couch. She was able to watch over Maggie, and even took good care of her.
Right now, Maggie was asleep in her crib, and Pearl was then 0quick enough to awaken and answer the door.
"Welcome back. I hope you enjoyed your dinner out as I'm sure I'll never be able to since my body doesn't require food."
Homer's jaw dropped, and Marge exclaimed, "Oh my goodness!"
Pearl noticed as to how surprised they both were, and Homer then gave her a fair amount of his remaining money. "Here you are!" he said with a broad smile.
"Thanks, I hope to work here again soon!" Pearl replied, smiling back.
Marge believed it would be best if they hired Pearl again for her babysitting forte. Times should come when Homer was trying to spend more time with her."
"Hmmm...I wonder what Bart and Lisa are up to." Marge said, pondering as to where the two eldest kids were.
Speaking of which...
Bart was spending time with Garnet since Amethyst needed Garnets help but Amethyst didn't show up.
"So you were making a friend out of Amethyst? What a surprise." Garnet replied.
"Yeah, and it was so awesome! We challenged each other as to who could throw the biggest pranks!" Bart replied. "Hey, wait a minute, what did you need Amethyst for, anyway?" he asked.
"Well she's a member of the Crystal Gems, a freedom fighter protecting the Earth from Gem threats."
"Unfortunately, she was pretty busy, thus, she hasn't shown up here." Garnet added.
"Well, that sucks." Bart replied.
Garnet could see into Bart's future. If she let him leave now, he was just going to spray paint on a building.
"Well, perhaps you might be of assistance." she said.
"Oh really? Is there anything I gotta do?" Bart asked, raising an eyebrow.
"Yes. I need someone to help me with setting up Beach City's annual dance. The same dance Pink Diamond as Rose Quartz went to where she met Greg Universe."
"Hmm...maybe we can set up a skate park!" Bart exclaimed.
"A skate park?" Garnet replied, eyes widening in surprise.