Some time has passed. After the whole fusion dinner date thing, Connie's parents lived up to their agreement so Connie was able to hang out with us. She even mentioned that her parents told her to be very careful around me and to keep an eye out for anything suspicious I might be doing. Of course she said she wasn't going to rat me out to my illegal possession of multiple illegally gotten firearms, creating explosives, the pile of money I have lying around, and even my vehicles. She's awesome to have around and of course she's really smart so it's nice to have a human with intelligence on par with me and the gems. I like Steven but he's not exactly Harvard smart and the gems… their lack of full comprehension of human culture and our very nature kind of lets their intelligence be a bit confusing when it comes to comparing to humans. I already went to the mayor and asked for a permit to build my house on top of the cliff but a fair distance away from the lighthouse. The reason for that is because I'm still close to the gems in case something happens, I have a wide-open range for me to keep watch of pretty much everything; the city and I can see for miles in the oceans direction as well. Plus the isolation ensures I can work on whatever I want without interruption, and the thickness of the cliff mountain ensures that if I want, I could build a very large basement or underground complex for me to work in peace.

I mean I could have built my house on the beach in front of Steven's home but the loose sand and water means my foundation would be crap; It could shift, water damage could be an issue, potential waves and so on and so forth.

Of course, the mayor wasn't to privy to the permit at first but after dropping a few thousand dollars worth of… *Ahem* Campaign donations for his re-election, he agreed to write it out.

My next plan is to find a reputable construction company to build the house firmly in place so I can move in. After that, I'll start making the modifications myself to whatever else I feel like. To be honest, I'm glad to finally have my own place because the couch is starting to mess up my back a little and I feel bad mooching off of Steven like that, especially when he gives me his bed when I get too banged up.

Now however… we're dealing with something a little different.

"Whaaaaa…?" I say in confusion at the sight in front of me. Now I don't know about you, I mean I like watermelon more than the next guy… but this is ridiculous.

"Hmm. This is really impressive." Garnet comments next to me.

"I suppose..." Pearl says as well, commenting on the large patch of watermelon-shaped Steven's littering the entire concrete ground on and around Greg's car wash. "Your mother had the power to grow sentient plant life to act as her defenders." She tells Steven.

"Seriously?" I ask her incredulously. Her and Garnet nod yes. "Dang, Steven. Your mom was a hell of woman." I lean down and pick up one of the watermelons. "Healing tears, General of the Crystal Gem army, and now the ability to make her own literal expendable army at a moment's notice… wow." I voice my awe at the set of ability's. My mom was pretty powerful but man did Rose have it going for herself as well.

"But Rose's plants moved and stuff." Amethyst comments. "These guys don't do... anything." She says as she picks up a smaller melon Steven when compared to the rest. 'Looks like it isn't ripe yet.'

"Amethyst, be careful. This one's just a baby." He tells her as he takes the watermelon away from her before cuddling it. "Aww! Look at him, so precious."

"Ugh..." I look over to hear Greg groan as he steps on a Watermelon Steven.

"You okay Greg?" I ask him

"Yeah, ohh... This is really weird." He says.

"No kidding." I say out loud, agreeing with him as I navigate my way around the melons, not to privy to stepping on one as well. Who knows, if these things end up coming to life, I don't exactly want to piss them off.

"What are we gonna do with all of them?" He asks.

Steven lets out a gasp, an idea forming in his head. "I've got it!" He proclaims happily.

"Pardon?" I ask confused.


Unfortunately, he proceeded to be very vague on the subject and decided to just pick up his creations. After Steven left with his watermelons to do… whatever it is he wanted to do with them that involved him wearing a mock farmers outfit, I decided to go back and do a more routine examination of the inside of my new GT Falcon muscle car to make sure it's working right and has everything in order. The inside where people sit is pretty nice, leather interior, manual gear shifter, lead based windows, and a more modernized radio set. Whoever this was for, this is a custom job. "Alright, the inside looks good. Now for the engine." I pop the hood open from inside the car and head to the front. With a grunt, I open the hood and stare at the engine. The whole set-up doesn't look used barely at all however albeit a bit sloppily put together. The engine block is something I would expect for the car itself but I'm sure I can upgrade this thing with a more powerful engine. "Damn. I thought this thing felt weird when I was driving home." I comment as I notice some parts do seem a little loose. Holding the hood up with one hand, I reach down and pull out a wrench from a toolbox and begin tightening what I can.

"Whoa!"

*Smack* "Oooowwww!" I groan out as my head hits the top of the hood in surprise. With a low growl, I lean back and see who it was that caused me to almost get a concussion. "Jenny? Buck? Sour Cream?"

"Marcus… hey… I uhhhh… just wanted to come by and see how you were doing. Last time we met it wasn't exactly on a positive note." Jenny tells me. I watch as she and the others examine my car.

"He looks like he's doing very well." Buck says as he walks along the left side of my car.

"Yeah man." Sour Cream adds as he goes long the opposite side of my car from Buck. "Nice ride."

"Thanks." I reply and slam the hood closed. "As you may tell, it's new so I still need to change things out and make sure it's working right. I was just looking at the engine and it looked a little… loose." I struggle with the word to describe the engine. Seriously when I was driving back the thing shook a little more than I liked. I don't know if it was a stray bullet, something I ran over, or the loaded up trailer I was pulling but I was still iffy about the thing. "I'm thinking of upgrading the engine to something with a bit more power."

"Nice." Sour Cream says.

"Where'd you get it?"

"W-What?" I stutter in confusion for a second at Buck's question.

"This car. Where'd you get? The dealer in town doesn't have anything like this and this seems too high-end for anything a local car dealer would have." He explains as he peers through the window and examines the interior.

"Yeah. Where'd you get it?... And where can I get one?" Sour Cream asks. Jenny looks to me in curiosity as well.

'Fuck… I wasn't expecting to be drilled for questions so soon on my new stuff. Crap… think, think, think. Ah!' "My uncle." I answer simply as to not arouse suspicion.

"Your uncle got you this?" Jenny asks me.

I nod. "Yeah, my uncle is sort of a big-shot over seas so when he decided to upgrade to a sports car, he went ahead and sent this to me as a somewhat hand-me-down." I lie to them. It's not like I can go ahead and tell them that I stole this thing from a somewhat secret criminal organization that wants to kidnap me.

That's not right.

Besides, I haven't seen my uncle since I left home so I have no idea if he is still rich. Well, not rich per say but I do know he was quite wealthy that he could buy quite a lot of things. 'Never did find out about his job though.'

"Some hand-me-down." Buck comments, obviously this isn't the type of thing you just give to a person… but depending on the situation will it happen… like driving it out of burning building… that you caused… yeah.

"Lucky." Sour Cream lightly pouts. "Can we get in?" I beep the car open with my keys. "Woo-hoo!" He casually yells happily as he gets in through the passenger door while Buck does the same with the driver.

"So, how have 'you' been?" Jenny asks me with a smile. I give her a tired smile as I sit down on the edge of the hood. She joins me.

"Well, my injuries weren't as severe as first believed so I'm out of the cast early." I say as I flex my once broken arm.

"I'll say."

"Yeah… there have also been some… other complications that arose since we last talked." I say. I'm not going to tell her everything but I need to tell her something. Otherwise I could come out as one of those jackass friends who keeps deep secrets from his friends, which leads them to resent each other and possibly broken friendship. I may not be as social but I should at least try to keep some friends.

"What kind of problems?" She asks.

"Some things from my past caught up to me and guys are looking to collect."

"Collect?"

"Yeah, some guys want something from me and they are pissed about it." I half tell her the truth. I mean, the guys do want something from me, which is me, so I'm not exactly telling her a lie right now.

"Anything I can do to help?" She asks me sincerely and scoots a little closer.

"Sorry Jenny." I shake my head no and lean back on the hood, arms crossed behind my head and staring into the sky. "These guys aren't looking for money, at least not anymore. So I need to figure out how to get… whatever it is they want, to them so they can leave me alone." I let out a sigh to seal the sort of frustrated state I'm in. I'm both being truthful at how annoyed I am at the situation, and maybe exaggerating a little but still. "Otherwise they'll want to take it out of me… through lots of pain." I grimly say, which probably isn't far off if I was captured by the man that wants me.

"Oh wow." She gasps out. "Well, if you need anything, you know I'm here for you if you need it." She offers to me as she places her hand on my leg.

"Hm, thanks Jenny." I reply with a smile and place my hand on top of hers and grip it lightly. "I appreciate."

'I know I'm gonna need it.' I think. We stay like that for a bit, silence taking over as we remain in our positions.

*HONK!*

"FUCK!" I curse loudly and roll of the side of the car.

"AH!" Jenny yelps out as she jumps off the hood.

With a small groan, I get to my feet and look at the jackasses sitting in my car. I give them a cross look as they look innocently at us. "Alright you two. Enough gawking." I tell them firmly and open the door for Buck to get out. He has a smug look on his face and Sour Cream isn't even trying to remain subtle.

"Oh man! You two should have seen the look on your faces!" He manages to say through his laughing and tears in his eyes. Jenny chuckles at her friend's antics and playfully punches Sour Creams shoulder.

"Ha ha, yes, yes. It was all well and fun. Now get going." I reach in and pop the hood open again. "I'd love to hang but I've got to get this thing squared away ASAP before anything too major comes out that would cost me a pretty penny." I explain a reason for them to go as I pull the hood open.

"Alright, well, it was fun seeing you again, Marcus. We'll catch you later." Sour Cream tells me and begins to walk away.

"Don't be a stranger." Buck adds and follows his friend.

"I'll try." I reply and look back to the engine.

"Remember," Jenny leans next to me, "If you need anything, I'm here for you." She tells me sincerely.

"I wouldn't expect anything less Jenny." I reply in the same tone.

"Jenny! Let's go!" Buck calls back to her.

"Coming!" She replies back before looking to me. "See you later." She says to me and jogs off to the others.

"See ya." I reply and head back to examining my ride. 'That was nice… but back to business.'


After around half-an-hour or so, I hear the pitter patter of footsteps on the sand. Looking up for a second, I spot Steven heading for the temple. "Hm, what's got him in a hurry?" I ask myself. With a shrug, I go back to doing my examination of the engine. Unfortunately, the hood doesn't lock up or have a stand to keep it from falling down so I still have to use one hand to keep the hood up and another to do the tightening. "Dang it." I grunt as the deeper parts start to get a little bit darker and I can't properly examine it. "Can't see… need more light." I say to myself.

Suddenly a shine of blue light illuminates the dark area I was looking in.

"Thanks." I say and tighten another bolt. "There." I say happily at getting the piece. "Wait…" I also say in confusion at the sudden shine of light. I look to my left and see something peculiar.

A watermelon Steven sits on the edge of the engine with one of its stubby hands holding a flashlight on the dark area.

We stare at each other for a few moments in silence.

*Blink*

"Oh god!" I cry out as the thing blinks at me, causing me to fall back away from it.

*SLAM*

"Oh fuck!" I curse loudly. Unfortunately, when I fell back in surprise, my grip on the hood fell down hard, right on the watermelon. I jump to my feet and grab the edge of the hood before flinging it open. "Uuuuhh…" I groan out as I see the smashed watermelon lining the entirety of my engine block. "Oh… crap this is… Ahhhh…" I hiss at seeing all the gunky pieces dripping and falling into the nooks and crannies of the engine block. "Ew." I comment as I start pulling chunks out of my engine. The pieces are everywhere and I already see a lot of the juices starting to seep to the bottom. "Damnit." I curse as I crouch down to the ground while lowering the hood as well, examining the sand already starting to become wet from the juices. "Man, if there was any need before for a new engine, now I definitely do." 'I can't imagine how these juices would affect the engine… especially if they get into anything requiring any sort of liquid to function.'

"Wait, what's that?" I mumble as I spot something else. On the other side of my car, I spot some small bumps of green surrounding my car from the outside. "What the- Huh?" I start to question what it is I see but suddenly the hood leaves my hand, like its being pulled up. I stand up and flinch as I spot two more watermelon Stevens on either side of the hood, holding it up. 'Holy crap… they are alive.' I think as I watch them watch me. I hear more footsteps and see even more watermelons walk out from behind the sides of my car. I take a few steps back in uneasiness at seeing the sheer number of the watermelons beginning to appear. The melons under my hood let it go and the hood slams shut, revealing a few more that were standing on top of the hood itself as well as the roof of my car. I take a few more tense steps back. I go to run and maybe get some help but I stop as I notice a literal army of watermelon Steven's is completely surrounding me. I look around in haste and ragged breathing as I take stock of just how many melons there are around me and slowly advancing on me.

I also can't help but notice the stickiness of the watermelon that was crushed under my hood on my fingers. 'Crap… they did come to life…' They get into battle-ready stances, prompting me to materialize my swords. 'And I pissed them off.'


"Pearl, Garnet, Amethyst!" Steven yells as he runs into the house after seeing the gems chilling out on the couch.

"What?" All three of them ask at the same time, oblivious to the situation transpiring outside.

"My watermelons came to life, and they're attacking people!" He yells out frantically.

"What!?" They all ask in surprise at the news. They gasp in amazement as they walk outside and see the crowd of Watermelon Stevens and even some congregating around Marcus's car.

"Wooow..." Amethyst says in awe at the sheer number of watermelons. There's so many that not all of them even fit on beach itself. Some are seen disappearing past the rocks around them and others are floating in the water.

"You said they're hurting people?" Pearl asks Steven. He nods with a worried look at the news.

"Rose's plants lived to fight." Garnet explains grimly.

"He can't control them." Pearl deduces what's going on. "Steven-" Pearl begins to say as she places her hands on Steven's shoulders but stops as the Watermelon Steven's take a step forward, looking angry. She lets him go, prompting the melons to back off.

"They respond to Steven being touched. To protect him." Pearl manages to deduce. "Maybe we can-"

"Look!" She begins to explain a plan to the others but is interrupted by Garnet.

Everyone looks to Marcus's car and see a large group of them huddled together. Before anyone can question why, the answer is revealed as in a grunt of rage, Marcus blasts the melons that were on him off.

"Marcus!" Everyone yells their friends name. They hear his grunts of exertion as he twists and turns in various directions, slicing and dicing the melons trying to dog pile him with his swords.

"We have to help." Garnet says and prepares to jump to their ally.

"Wait!" Pearl immediately stops the gems from jumping.

"What?! Why?!" Amethyst cries out at her partners action.

Pearl stares at the large army of melon warriors and the ease that Marcus looks to being overrun by them. "I have an idea." She tells them, much to Steven's worry.


"Argh! Rah!" I yell out as a couple more of the melons try to jump me but I throw them off and slice them in half. "Damnit." I grunt out as more get ready to advance on me. 'Great, I've barely fought them and already I'm starting to feel tired. My swords are starting to get coated in the sticky juices and they're starting to stick in them.' I think as three of them get ready to jump into the air. 'Where are you guys?' I think, wondering where the other gems are at this point and how I could really use their help. They jump into the air and I get ready to hit them back.

*BANG*

A loud sound pierces the sound barrier and immediately after, the three melons splatter into a million pieces. "Wha-?!"

Before I can question anyone, some explosions happen around me, blowing up more of the melons that were too close for comfort, making me fall to the ground in a crouch to protect myself from the danger-close explosion. Rough thuds fall next to me, making me look up as I spot Garnet and Amethyst standing there. "'Sup." Amethyst says coolly as she and Garnet hold a crate of some kind.

"Hey." I answer back as I stand up and walk closer to them. "Glad you could join me. What's in the box?" I nod to the crate.

"Presents for you." Garnet answers as both of them place the crate down. The rattling sound is weird at first but as I peer inside, my eyes widen as I see over a dozen of my weapons inside of it.

"What?! But-!" I sputter in surprise.

"Pearl thought these would be useful." Garnet tells me with a smile. I look bewildered for a second but I let out a breathless laugh as twirl my swords a bit before I stab them into the sand and look at the guns more closely.

"Of course she did." I say with a smile. 'She's a gem… wait, that metaphor doesn't work as good because she literally is a gem… She's awesome. Yeah, that'll suffice.' I tear myself from my thoughts so I could look at them again. "So where is she?"

"She's-"

*BANG*

Another shot rings out past me, prompting me to look back to see a broken melon a few feet from me.

"She's around." Garnet says smugly.


"Wow!" Pearl yells out in exhilaration. "This is nice." She comments as she stares through the scope of the Dragonov SVD she's using from atop one of the hands on the statue she's lying down on. She looks through the scope after making her three-in-one takedown. She steady's her breathing, just like how Marcus taught her, and takes aim at another melon advancing behind him.

*BANG*

She squeezes the trigger, not jerk it, and the round left the barrel taking out her target, much to the guys surprise as he looks to the body and back. "That training really did pay off."


"Get ready." Garnet tells us. The two of them go back to back and I pull out the Mossberg from inside the crate before going into a three person back-to-back formation with them. We tense up as they pull out there weapons and finish loading the last set of shells into shotgun. I glaze my sights along and around the melons advancing forth on us, getting ready to fight and not even deterred of the fact that I now have backup. "Gems," We freeze at her voice. "Do your thing."

*Chu-chik*

I cock the shotgun as the others jump away from me and I squeeze the trigger. With a thundering 'boom', the weapon discharges, sending pellets through three melons, destroying them. More of the melons advance on me but I continue to rinse, repeat my actions. 'Squeeze the trigger, cock it, aim, squeeze, cock it, aim, squeeze.' Time seems to slow for me as I continue to move around slowly, firing then cocking the gun repeatedly, spent shell casings falling to the sand as fire and metal pour out of the barrel. When I fire the last shell in my gun, I flip the gun around in my hands and grab the barrel with both hands. I don't flinch as the hot metal slightly stings but I ignore it as I bring the gun back and smack two more melons away in a spray of watermelon juices like a baseball bat. With the momentary pause, I drop the gun on the ground and move over to the crate and look inside of it, pulling out my next weapon: The M240L machine gun. The weapon is a pretty powerful LMG to use and more often than not it would be required to use as a stationary gun supported by the ground using the bipod.

But I'm not like most people.

Grabbing the handle and trigger with my right hand, I grab one of the legs of the bipod to steady myself and fire.

The recoil is immense but I hold firm as I spray the melons around me. I grit my teeth at the vibration pulsing through my entire body from the machine in my hands but I refuse to let up. The melons try to rush me from various directions but I manage to spray them down, their remains littering the sand around me. This would definitely be a bit more gruesome and messed up if I was actually fighting people but thankfully, I'm not. 'This is too easy.' I think with a smile as I twist myself around and spray another group.

*Shink*

"What?!" I gasp in surprise as something slices through half my weapon. Another shot rings out as the melon next to me explodes, dropping my weapon in the process as well. "You took my-?! Damnit!" I curse at the implication that one of these guys actually picked up one of my swords. "Hold on." I think as I look back to the crate and see them trying to lug one of my assault rifles out. "Hey!" I yell, grabbing their attention. I quickly chuck my destroyed M240 at them, knocking them away. I sprint to my guns and grab the assault rifle they were trying to pull out. It was the Tavor so I immediately spray them into oblivion. Once their down, I switch to single-fire and start popping more of them. Once I'm out, I put it back in the crate and pull out a couple of Glocks set to full auto with large extended magazines. Normally I would find a good weapon and stick with it but I don't have many magazines for these guns, only cases of ammo so the only gun I could reload quickly would be a shotgun.

I hear more shots ring out around me from Pearls sniping as well as Garnet and Amethyst's fighting. I waste no time and extend both my arms and spray more of them down around me. I twirl myself around as I continue to shoot many more of them, suppressing them to the point that they can't advance on me but I quickly start to run out of ammo for my SMG's. 'Crap. I need some backup here.'

*Click*

"Aw man." I groan out as both my pistols click empty. I twist around and pistol whip a couple more of them trying to tackle me. More of them continue to advance on me and my breath is starting to turn ragged. "Great."

"Marcus!" I look towards the direction of where my name came from and I catch something that was thrown at me. It was the SPAS-12 and I see Pearl standing next to the crate of weapons with my previous discarded Mossberg in her hand. "Thought you could use some help." She says with a smile.

"Pearl…" I say her name with a smile. Her smile fade as she gets an alarmed look on her face as she stares above me. Not wasting the moment, I roll forward towards her as the spot I was standing on explodes into a cloud of dust. Turning around, I see it was a group of the melons trying to tackle me from the sky. I aim my shotgun at them as Pearl and I go back-to-back with our respective weapons. We aim our guns around at more of them as they continue to advance, what seems like an infinite number of them that doesn't let up. "Thanks for coming." I tell her.

"No problem."

"Why did you leave your sniper nest?" I ask her curiously.

"I was out of ammo." She answers simply.

"That's it?" I ask her with a sideways glance.

"Yes, that's it." She reply's with a smug smile.

"Right."

"Enough talk, it seems their getting antsy." She stops our playful banter, reorienting our train of thoughts at the growing number of enemy's around us.

"Yes, they are." I say finally and hold the shotgun firmly against my shoulder. "Shall we?"

"We shall."

*Boom!*

In sync, we both squeeze the triggers of our guns, the vibration passing through each of us from the force of the discharges.

Like a deadly dance of fire and metal, we slowly move around each other in circle, picking off more and more of the melons as they try to advance on us but the sheer number of pellets we sling halts their advance.

*Click*

"I'm out!"

*Click*

"Me too!"

"Reload!"

"Cover me!"

Without missing a beat, I hand my shotgun to Pearl as I grab the KRISS Vector and cover her. The Vector has foldable stock, 4x Acog scope, silencer, a fore grip for me to use and extended magazines. This version of the weapon also fires .45 ACP rounds so unlike the 9mm, the rounds hit with slightly more force and it's another gun that I find awesome and personally like. Hitting the full-auto, I get to work as usual. The hair trigger attachment set on this thing, along with the low recoil, the grip and my strength, ensures that I place accurate and devastating bursts of bullets into the melons, my vision snapping left, right and behind me in all directions and even over Pearl as she remains crouched on the ground, reloading our weapons.

"Done!" With Pearls declaration, I place the Vector in the crate and grab the shotgun before we go back-to-back again. "I also gave you something extra." She says.

"Oh really? Well, let's see." I shoulder my shotgun and fire. To my surprise, instead of pellets or a slug, what comes out is a literal blast of fire that cooks a large portion of the melons, almost disintegrating even. "Dragon's breath… nice."

"I thought you would like it." She replies and we fire again. Her Mossberg continues to hold the standard type of shotgun shells while mine hold the fiery dragons breath shotgun shells that make the shotgun a mini flamethrower with each trigger pull. After awhile everything seems to be going well as we continue to hold them back, but there's only so much ammo in a shotgun.

"I'm out!" I call to Pearl.

"Alright, give it here and I'll- Oof!"

"Pearl!" I call out her name in surprise as she is tackled away from me, dropping her shotgun in the process. I'm about to go after her but she is pushed out of my area and into another while a few more of the melons tackles towards me. I roll out of the way of them as they crash into the crate, tearing my SPAs-12 from my hands and sending all my other weapons spread into the sand. "Damnit!" I curse and grab a magazine for my Vector before reloading it. I quickly grab it with my right hand before grabbing one of my swords in my left hand and running. I switch the gun to single-fire and fold the stock for me to hold it better in one hand. I slice through a few melons before kicking more of them away and bashing more of them away. 'Damn… I need to get to higher ground.' I quickly look past all the melons surrounding me for anything that I can use to get above them. My eyes land on the hardtop roof of my car. 'That'll do.' With a grunt, I slice through more of the melons as I make my way to my destination. I shoot a couple of the melons off my car before stepping onto the hood and stepping onto the roof. I quickly get a view of the entire area and spot Garnet being dog piled by a large group of the melons, Amethyst is being buried, and Pearl is wrestling with some of them over her spear. The melons start to clamber around my car and proceed to climb up to me but start placing rounds into them with my Vector in one hand and slicing the tops off of others with my sword. It's rinse repeat at this point but I'm starting to see the futility of the situation as they continue to gain ground on me.

*Click*

"Crap." I say in vain and drop my gun before gripping my sword in both hands as I watch my opponents slowly climb up like a horde of zombies. "C'mon! C'MON!" I yell in defiance at my enemies and bring my sword up, prepared to strike.

Suddenly they freeze and look elsewhere, completely ignoring me. "Huh?" I say in confusion at their action. Following their line of sight, I see several of them fly into the air and fall to the ground like missiles to their target. I spot Steven standing in the general direction of where they're going but looking closely, it's not him they're going for but another melon. Looking closely, I see the melon in question is actually the 'baby melon' that Steven first picked up when we found them. He's standing there with his arms stretched out and eyes closed, almost like he's waiting for something. "What is he-?" Before I can finish, the melons land on the baby one, completely smashing the ground hard as sand is kicked up into a smoke cloud. The ones around me leave and start shuffling to the site. I spot the others untangling themselves and Steven starts pushing through the crowd of melons before going into the wide open area where the remains of baby melon are. Jumping onto the ground, I grab my Vector and strap it to my back before heading to Steven as well. I gently push past the melons as I catch the end of what Steven's saying when he starts walking to the remains.

"I understand... You stopped the watermelons from fighting everyone else... by making them fight you." He says somberly.

'Wait, that's what baby melon did?' I think in surprise. Whatever it was that he did, it was enough to completely shift their attention from the gems and I to him. Steven bands down and holds the remains up for the other watermelons to see, anger plastered heavily on his face.

"Look at what you've done!" He yells. "You think I wanted this?! You should all be ashamed! He knew this is what it would take to calm your rage! ... He understood true loyalty." He says the last part lowly but I manage to pick it up.

With the momentary silence following soon after his anger, I can't help but look around at the carnage that I mostly wrought on everyone; the bullet ridden bodies of the melons littering the sand and even plenty of crabs, seagulls and whatever else type of animal starts to pick apart the aftermath. 'Oooooh… okay, I may have gone a little overboard as well.' I can't help but think.

"Go!" Steven's outburst knocks me from my thoughts. "Think about what you've done! And don't come back until you understand what he did for me, for all of us!" He yells to them all. The melons are still for a second until they understand and start walking away. I walk over to Steven as I see the Watermelon Stevens walking away while taking different paths, some into the ocean and on land. One unfortunate soul is grabbed by a passing seagull and taken away, not really looking all that panicked about being carried away.

"Spoken like a true king." Garnet says next to Steven and I with Pearl and Amethyst coming up.

"They don't need a king. They're their own melons now."

"Nice words man." I compliment the kid with single pat to his shoulder. Pearl and Amethyst proudly place a hand on Steven's shoulders as well, smiling at his maturity and handling on the situation. 'He never ceases to amaze me. He'll be an awesome gem fighter one da-' My thoughts are interrupted as munching breaks through the silence around us. Looking down, I see Steven silently munching on Baby Melon's remains. Pearl, Amethyst and Garnet frown, glancing at Steven while I look slightly freaked out. 'Would that somewhat fall under cannibalism?' I shake my head of the scene and look back to the spread of weapons around the area. "Ahhhhh… I got carried away." I say out loud.

"You think?" Amethyst asks rhetorically.

"Yep." I say in a tired tone. After glancing carefully at the amount of weapons, but mostly the bullet casings, all over the place, I let out a sigh. "Well, time to get started." I start picking up the casings.

"Need some help?" I look at Pearl to her offered question.

"Please." I say almost in a begging tone before going back to gathering.

She smirks and starts grabbing items along with me. "Garnet! Amethyst! You too!" She calls out to them.

"What?! Why us?!" Amethyst asks loudly.

"Because we agreed to the idea." Garnet answers for us and grabs a handful of casings and one of my Glocks. "C'mon, lets go."

"Fine." Amethyst begrudgingly agrees and starts grabbing.

"Thanks guys." I thank them.

"Yeah, yeah." Amethyst replies.

"What can I do?" I look to Steven at his question as he's still carrying Baby Melon's remains. After taking a second to thing, I come up with the perfect idea.

"Steven," I drop the casings and grip both of his shoulders. "I have a very important task for you." I ask him in a very serious tone.

"What is it?" He asks in a slightly excited tone, expecting something big for him to do.

"Don't lick anymore seeds."

It's really not but more of a… precaution at this point.

Happy Halloween everyone! Sorry this was a little late... I think. You know how my upload pattern is completely all over the place so if this is early or late, that's for you to decide.

Alright, I have no idea if I went too crazy with this thing or not but I feel alright with it. Like seriously, can you guys tell me at any other point in the show could Marcus have as much fun as he did here or a better opportunity for it? In any case I hope things are well with you guys as they are with me. The beginning of November will have me doing a couple more tests so expect the usual at that time. I'll probably ave I don't have any new games coming out I'm going to pick up. I mean there are plenty of ones I want to buy but of course I don't have enough money.

It kind of sucks but, eh what can you do. I want to try to get Halo Wars 2 at least and as well as State of Decay 2 but I guess I'll have to wait and see how much money I get in time.

As always, see ya later and have fun reading.