Oneshot #3

The Coverlord / Coverton's Redemption

Warnings: Inspired by an episode of Steven Universe, otherwise none

"He'll know what to do." said Coverton, chuckling evilly.

"We're… We're too late." said Susan in disbelief as she watched the small green orb slowly rise into the desert sky. Dr Cockroach grabbed her arm and pulled her behind the rock where B.O.B. and Link were hiding. The orb burst open, then morphed into a mirror-like object that stayed hanging in the air, defying gravity. Coverton's grin widened with excitement.

"This is the Situation Room of the Grand Coverlord." Said a voice from inside the mirror, "Who authorised you to make this call?"

"No one, but this is an emergency." said Coverton, crossing his arms. The mirror voice let out a sigh, obviously familiar with Coverton's ways.

"Who is it?" asked another voice. The voice sounded quite a lot like Coverton's, but deeper, more intimidating and authoritative.

"It's Coverton. I don't know why he's using an orb instead of the device we gave him, I don't even know where he found the orb!" replied the voice.

"Let me talk to him." said the deeper voice. A blur appeared in the mirror, then focused into a person… an alien. He was obviously Coverton's species, but looked much grander. He had piercing yellow eyes and arched eyebrows, adding to his irritated yet focused face. His black hair was thick and his clothes looked very very expensive. He was sitting with crossed legs and looking at Coverton with only a sideways glance. The monsters gasped.

Susan Stuttered, "Is that…"

"I do believe it is..." said Dr Cockraoch.

"The Grand Coverlord." whispered Link.

"Coverton reporting in, my Coverlord." said Coverton, his expression very serious. The Grand Coverlord looked at Coverton as if trying to figure out who he was.

"…Oh, yes. You." he scowled.

"I'm so sorry to contact you this way, but I'm afraid those incompetent monsters destroyed all my other means of communication. I…" the Grand Coverlord held up his hand to stop his underling from speaking.

"That really is a shame, however, as you're calling in, I may as well intervene and ask…" he paused and looked at Coverton intently with both his half-lidded eyes, "…How is the earth?"

"It's…" Coverton glanced around, nervously, "Full of life-forms that are easy to manipulate."

"Hm, Organic Life-forms… What Gallaxhar said was true." The Grand Coverlord closed his eyes and rested his head onto his fist, "Where is the alien you requested to stay on earth? Does she still have the Vornicarn?"

"Yes, she's… inside at the moment." Coverton started to get more and more nervous. All his confidence was slowly fading away.

"Inside the base you told me about?" he looked away, obviously not interested in his response, "So, you called me because there was an emergency of some sort…"

"Well, not really an emergency…" Coverton inhaled deeply, "I'm aware that the invasion will start in a few days' time..."

"Oh, yes, it will." the Grand Coverlord smirked, "We'll finally get some use out of that miserable planet."

"Yes, but… uh, well…" Coverton looked over his shoulder, he saw Susan looking at him from beside the rock. She looked so desperate, her eyes so pleading. He would hate himself for doing it, but he had to. The planet didn't deserve it. "I believe we should call off the invasion." The Grand Coverlord didn't react, not for several seconds. Though his face grew slightly stormy.

"Why?" he asked, his face and voice showing a mix of curiosity, irritation and very mild surprise.

"Not all the lifeforms are incompetent, some of them have intelligence that could rival even our own kind. Every human is unique and has their own potential. I have plans. Instead of turning everyone on this planet into slaves, we could..."

"I've heard enough." interrupted the Grand Coverlord, "I do not want to have to associate with those… Homo sapiens."

"But…"

"I want my slave planet. That is final, Coverton."

"There's billions of innocent humans down here that didn't do anything!" reasoned Coverton, desperately.

"Oh, they did something. They appeared." he smirked slightly, "I suppose it's not their fault that they make the perfect slaves."

"No! I suggest you cease the invasion immediately!" Shouted Coverton. There was a shocked silence. The Grand Coverlord focused both of his eyes on Coverton, as well as all of his attention.

"Since when were you the leader?" he asked in a calm voice that sent shivers down Coverton's spine.

"I'm just doing what I think is best for us as well as others."

"Other life forms don't have priority, we come first." the Grand Coverlord's eyebrows narrowed, "You are out of order, Coverton. You do not give the commands. I do."

"I just think…"

"I am not interested in the puny thoughts of one of my subordinates!" snapped the Grand Coverlord, "You have disrespected your kind and wasted my precious time. And you would do well to…"

"But…"

"Shut Your Mouth!" Coverton closed his mouth, sweat standing out on his forehead.

"You have failed me," he said in disgust, "The only way to redeem yourself is to follow this simple command: You are not to interrupt or stop the invasion from happening and you must let me gain control over that disgusting rock and all its inadequate inhabitants. Is. That. Clear?!"

"No! I won't let you do it! There are people on this planet worth protecting! I swear!" The monsters didn't know how to feel, they watched Coverton with surprise. Susan smiled instead, her eyes shining.

"How do you know?! What do you know about the earth!?" demanded the Grand Coverlord, his face distorted with rage. His hair was bedraggled, as was Coverton's. His yellow eyes grew fiercer.

"I know it better than you do, you Floognarg!" Coverton practically screamed, his rage present on his face. The Grand Coverlord's face contorted and he inhaled very very deeply. Shock appeared on everyone's faces.

"Coverton out." said Coverton very quickly, then the orb deactivated. Its green colour faded into grey and in fell into the sand. Coverton stared at it until he had calmed down, then turned to face the monsters.

"Coverton…" said Link.

"Shut up." interrupted Coverton, "It's not you I'm interested in saving. It's the humans. Did I defend you monsters? No."

"I'm still confused though," said Dr Cockroach, "Why would you defend anything on this planet? I thought you hated mankind."

"… Sqweep and I had a deep conversation about this planet." said Coverton, simply, "Let's just say, my views have been changed." the monsters knew that he was probably lying, but they didn't push him in case he changed his views once again. He hovered into the base, leaving the behind the monsters, who were very much speechless.

A/N: Wow, this took hours to do. I pretty much just kept replaying the yellow diamond clip from Steven Universe so I could take inspiration from it. I thought it would be pretty cool to show what I think the Grand Coverlord would be like. In my eyes, I see him as someone who is quite alike yellow diamond. Perhaps a combination of Coverton and Yellow Diamond. It was quite fun coming up with his possible looks and beliefs. I sort of believe that the Grand Coverlord has his own organisation, inspired by Gallaxhar, that has invasion-related aspirations. I also was interested in doing the idea of a Coverton redemption, though I couldn't think of a reason why he would do such a thing. In the end I decided that Sqweep wanted him to check her Earth studies project to see if all the information was accurate and he ended up being really moved by it. I may write a oneshot about that in the future.

Also, Carla Clifford, You're OC will definitely appear in the next oneshot. The delay is because I cannot think of a story that will both interest you and the other readers. But it's coming, I promise. If anyone else would like their OC to appear in a oneshot, please tell me in the reviews. See you all next chapter.