Pearl returned to the beach house after a day at Little Homeschool, and she found the house in a disastrous state: the couch had been scratched up to the point where stuffing had started to come out, books and other things lay on the floor, and shredded toilet paper (along with a clawed-up roll) was scattered everywhere, like snow. The cat's food dish had been flipped upside down, so there was also a mess of dry cat food. It would take a lot of work to clean up the house before Steven came home.
"Oh, Cat Steven," Pearl said out loud. "What a mess you've made!"
"She didn't," Garnet's calm voice said from behind Pearl.
Pearl turned around and saw Garnet coming down the stairs. Cat Steven lay placidly in Garnet's arms, quietly purring.
"Don't tell me who really did this," Pearl said in a deadpan voice. "I already know."
Garnet smirked a little as Amethyst, in her cat form, jumped out of a kitchen cupboard and rolled around on the floor, purring. Pearl smacked her own forehead and groaned, "Oh, Amethyst, did you get into the catnip again?"
Amethyst laughed, a sound that seemed peculiar when coming out of a purple cat, and she bolted out the door. Cat Steven jumped out of Garnet's arms and ran outside after Amethyst.
