Steven Universe: Behind The Scenes Chapter 32-A Good Time
November 2, 2013
Steven was feeling better after the whole 'Cookie Cat' thing that happened yesterday, he couldn't keep anything down at dinner last night, his mother had given him some medicine before he went to bed so he wouldn't be up all night throwing up.
Rose walked into his room and gently poked her son. Steven opens his eyes and yawns. "Mom?" he stretched his arms. Rose smiled and kissed his son on the head.
"We have a few minutes before we go," Rose said, leaving his room. Steven got out of bed and went to the bathroom to take a shower, hopefully, that will wake him up.
Steven was dressed in a Mario T-shirt, a pair of white basketball shorts, and a pair of Nike sneakers. He walks out of his room to get himself some breakfast and then brush his teeth.
Greg walked downstairs, he wore a Sum 41 T-shirt with shorts. He wore a pair of Converse, He had to keep his beard on for the show, he was playing a middle-aged dad who had to take care of Steven after Rose gave up her physical form.
"Uh… Dad?" Steven asked.
"Yeah, It's still me, kiddo. Rebecca wanted me to keep my beard so, I'm doing just that," he nods. Then he got up and put his plate in the sink, he went upstairs to brush his teeth.
The house was locked and they drove to the studio, Pearl had already left to go there. They drove to Burbank and drove in, using the ID badges that the employees gave them when they'd started working there.
Greg parked at the parking lot then the Universe family stepped out and went to the set. There was a new set, Greg saw a replica of his van sitting in a car wash the name of it was named: 'It's A Wash.'
"Woah, that's my van!" Greg exclaimed. Greg sees a U-HAUL storage unit, but it isn't a U-HAUL it went by a different mane.
Greg and Steven both walk into the Big Doughnut and they see their co-workers.
Sadie and Lars were in this episode but, they had minor roles compared to the day before.
Steven and Greg both pulled out their scripts and read their lines. Ameythest was talking to Garnet and Pearl was studying her lines.
Steven and his father needed to get ready.
Greg was at his trailer as the makeup artists were working their magic on him.
Greg's peacings were placed in a tiny jewelry box for him. The artists also made him a suit, They put it on him, and it was a different tone from the rest of his body, Greg had a set of clothes laid out for him, A pair of grey sweatpants and a white tank top. He also had a bald cap on too, Greg walked out of the trailer, and Steven looked at him and he looked a little bit uncomfortable.
"Uhhhh."
"It's me, Steven!" Greg told his son. Steven nervously laughed and he walked to the set of the beach house.
Rebecca wasn't there yet, but he did find Mordecai and Rigby. He wanted to show them his shield.
"Mordecai, Rigby!" he said, running up to them. Pops was with them also.
"Oh, hello, Steven!" Pops said joyfully.
"Hi, Pops! Guys, I have something to show you!" he said. Mordecai and Rigby are confused, but they both nod.
"Show us!" Rigby said. Steven tried to summon his shield but he couldn't. Steven tried and tried and tried again, but no luck.
"Aw, man! I can't summon my shield! I guess it was for the episode…" he sighed.
"Oh, you have to show us when you get your power back, man!" Rigby said, Steven nodded and walked back to the set to get ready.
They were at the set of the boardwalk. Rebecca sat in her director's chair, put her headphones on, script in her lap as she sat back.
"And… Action!" she said.
"Steven Universe Laser Light Canon, Scene one, take one."
On a bright and bustling day in Beach City, the aroma of fried snacks wafted through the air as Steven and Amethyst raced towards their favorite spot—Beach Citywalk Fries. The sun hung high, casting a warm glow over the boardwalk, and excitement bubbled within them like a pot about to boil over.
As they approached the counter, Mr. Fryman, the jovial proprietor, was just entering. But as soon as he saw the eager duo, he flipped the sign on the door to read "We're Closed!"
"Hey, Fryman, give me the bits!" Steven called out, his voice ringing with disappointment.
Mr. Fryman chuckled, "Steven, we're closed."
"Aww, what?" Steven's enthusiasm started to wane.
Amethyst, never one to back down from a challenge, pounded her fist on the counter. "Give 'em the bits!" she shouted, rallying the troops. "The BITS! The BITS!"
With infectious energy, Steven joined her, their voices rising in a chant that echoed down the beach. "The BITS! The BITS! The BITS!" They banged on the counter, their hopes rising with each thud.
"Okay, okay! Take it easy on the counter, will ya?" Mr. Fryman laughed, surrendering to their relentless enthusiasm. He retreated to gather their prized fry bits.
"Yes!" they shouted in unison, high-fiving each other as Mr. Fryman returned with a paper bag filled to the brim with crispy goodness.
"Just the bits, please," Steven said with a grin, snatching the bag from Mr. Fryman.
As they walked away, munching on their tasty treasure, Steven looked up at the sky, where the sun began to dip toward the horizon. "Ah, sunset, my favorite time of day. When the sun goes down, and the second sun gets bigger and bigger in the sky."
Amethyst burst out laughing, "Yeah, that big hot second su—" But her laughter was cut short when she noticed a strange orb materializing in the sky. "Oh no, what is that doing here?"
"Huh? What is it?" Steven asked, bewildered. Before he could comprehend the situation, Amethyst scooped him up, causing him to drop the bag of bits. "Ah, my bits!"
"Steven Universe Laser Light Canon, Scene two, take one."
With urgency, she carried him away toward the beach, where Garnet and Pearl stood, their eyes fixed on a telescope, studying the ominous sight above.
"This is bad," Garnet uttered, her tone serious.
"Look at the size of it! I had no idea these things were so big!" Pearl exclaimed, her brows furrowed in concern.
"Garnet! Pearl!" Amethyst shouted as she ran toward them, still holding Steven.
Pearl, visibly annoyed, replied, "We saw. Some of us are trying to protect humanity. Where were you?"
Amethyst sheepishly admitted, "...Eating fry bits." Pearl groaned, exasperated.
"Oh, can I see?" Steven asked eagerly, peering through the telescope. His eyes widened in awe. "Woah." The orb, now clear in view, rotated and opened into a giant eye. "It's a giant eyeball! Awesome!
"NOT awesome! It's a Red Eye!" Pearl snapped, her urgency palpable.
"A red eye?! It's going to infect us all!" Steven gasped, panic rising.
"That's pink eye, Steven," Garnet corrected a hint of amusement in her voice. Amethyst burst into laughter at the mix-up.
"It's going to crash into Beach City and crush us, along with a bunch of oblivious, innocent people! We have to stop it!" Pearl insisted, urgency flooding her voice
"What are we going to do?" Steven asked, a knot of worry forming in his stomach.
Garnet adjusted her visor, her expression resolute. "The only thing powerful enough to destroy it is a Laser Cannon that belonged to Rose Quartz."
"My mom?" Steven's heart raced, a mixture of pride and fear.
"If Rose were here, this would be so easy," Amethyst lamented, her tone heavy.
"I know, but she's not, and the cannon is missing. We'll have to find another solution," Pearl concluded, her mind racing with what-ifs and strategies.
As the ominous orb loomed larger in the sky, the group felt the weight of the moment. It was a call to action, a test of their courage. With fry bits forgotten, they prepared to face the unexpected challenge ahead, united in their determination to protect Beach City.
Steven stood among his friends, the Crystal Gems, a group of powerful guardians of Earth. They were facing a daunting threat—a massive Red Eye looming ominously in the sky.
Steven, filled with determination, turned to his friends. "If it belonged to my mom, I bet my dad knows where it is! He can help us save the day!" The Gems exchanged skeptical glances, unsure of his plan.
Pearl, the voice of reason, sighed, "Greg is... nice, Steven, but I doubt Rose would entrust someone like him with such a powerful weapon."
Amethyst, always playful yet blunt, added, "Your dad is kind of a mess, Steven." She placed a supportive hand on his shoulder. "Even if she did leave it with him, he probably broke it, or lost it, or dropped it in the ocean by now."
Garnet, the stoic leader, nodded in agreement. "True."
But Steven was undeterred. "No way! I'm sure he's just keeping it somewhere safe. I'll go ask him!"
Garnet, with a hint of concern, replied, "We can handle this, Steven." She turned to Amethyst. "Ready?"
With a quick nod, Garnet scooped Amethyst up and leapt into the air, tossing her toward the Red Eye. However, Amethyst collided with it without any impact, plummeting back into the ocean. Garnet and Pearl watched in astonishment.
Frustrated, Steven declared, "Ugh... I'm gonna go."
Pearl, now resigned, said, "... Okay, good luck."
"And cut!" Rebecca said, standing up from her chair.
Steven stretched and went to grab something to drink, Pearl was at the snack table eating some cantaloupe."Isn't it fun, Steven!"
Steven giggled and smiled as he grabbed a water bottle."It is! it's so much fun. I can't believe that we've made it, we've hit the bigleagues." he smiles and takes a big drink of his water.
The effects team had made it a little bit darker than normal on the set. So, they can get a more accurate shot. The director was holding a water bottle in her hand as the doors of the soundstage closed.
"Alright, guys! action!"
"Steven Universe Laser Light Canon, Scene two, take one."
As night fell, Steven raced to a nearby van, banging on its back doors. "Dad, it's me! Dad, are you in there?" He began to ram into the van, desperation in his voice. "Wake-UP! We have to save the WORLD!" He climbed onto the roof, stomping as loudly as he could. "Dad!"
In his enthusiasm, he tripped, accidentally setting off the van's alarm, which made him smile.
Suddenly, the door burst open, and Greg, Steven's dad, emerged, brandishing a waffle iron. "Who's there?! I have a waffle iron!"
"Dad, it's me!" Steven shouted, jumping down and embracing him.
Greg looked surprised, dropping the waffle iron and shutting off the alarm. "Steven? I almost waffled your face! What are you doing up so late?"
"What do you mean? The sun just went down an hour ago!" Steven replied, slightly embarrassed.
Greg chuckled, scratching his head. "Oh, heh. It was a... slow day at the car wash. Anyway, what's up? Just needed to see your old man? Pal around? Learn some lessons about life?"
Steven blushed, shaking his head. "No! I need the light cannon that belonged to Mom—to blow up that eyeball!"
Greg's eyes widened in confusion. "Eyeball?"
"That!" Steven pointed dramatically at the Red Eye, which loomed larger in the sky.
In the background, Amethyst could be seen flying again, yelling as she attempted to strike the Red Eye, only to fall back into the ocean once more.
Greg scratched the back of his head, concern creeping into his voice. "Wait, is that a magical thing? The Gems told me not to get involved with magic stuff. It... it could be dangerous or interfere with what's left of my hair."
As Steven stood there, torn between his father's worries and his determination, he knew one thing for sure: he needed to unite his family and friends to face this threat together. With a deep breath, he resolved to convince his dad that they could do this as a team. After all, the power of love and courage was the greatest weapon of all.
"But they need Mom's cannon!" Steven exclaimed, his eyes wide with determination. "You've gotta know where it is, like a cave dungeon or a cloud fortress, or maybe even hidden in a clam at the bottom of the ocean!"
Greg chuckled as he hefted a waffle iron into the family van. "Well, I don't know about all that," he replied, a twinkle of mischief in his eye. "But I have an idea where it might be."
"Where?" Steven asked, bouncing on his toes.
"A magical storage unit!" Greg declared dramatically.
"A magical storage unit?" Steven echoed, racing toward the building.
"Ha, not exactly. But some would say there's magic inside," Greg winked, though Steven looked at him, puzzled. "It's just a shed I use to keep things that don't fit in the van. If it's anywhere, it'll be in here."
"Action!" They were in another set, it was like a U-HAUL storage but not.
As Greg opened the door, a chaotic scene unfolded. The shed was stuffed with boxes and clutter that seemed to have been gathered from every corner of the universe. Steven took a deep breath, ready for the adventure ahead. "If I'm going in there, I'm gonna need some gear!" he announced, fashioning a flashlight into a headlamp with a nearby sock and wrapping an electric cord around his waist. "Here I go!"
"Good luck!" Greg called, holding onto the other end of the cord.
"Woah, cool! It's like a dad museum!" Steven exclaimed as he crawled into the shed. He ventured deeper, marveling at the oddities. Suddenly, he spotted a long object on the floor. "There it is!" he shouted, pulling it out triumphantly, only to reveal a golf bag.
"Do you golf?" he asked, eyeing his dad.
"Eh, I'd like to think of myself as someone who would golf… eventually," Greg replied with a grin.
Steven set the golf bag aside and noticed a slender object beneath a pile of junk. "Hmm, yes!" he said, brushing off dust. "A drum!" He patted it before continuing his search. "No, no… the hybrid gasps Oh my gosh, oh my gosh, oh my gosh! Is this—" He stumbled upon a cannon-like object, and as he pressed a button, a shirt shot out, emblazoned with the words "Buy T-Shirt Cannons."
"Hey, there's a bunch of copies of your old CD!" Steven called out, digging through a nearby box.
Greg chuckled, nostalgia washing over him. "Oh, man, I couldn't give those things away. You know, before I ran the car wash, I traveled the whole country as a one-man band."
"I know, Dad," Steven replied, holding one of the CDs close, a fond smile on his face.
"And when I came to play a concert here in Beach City, no one showed up except—"
"An ALLIGATOR!" Steven interjected, laughing.
"No, it was your mother," Greg corrected, his eyes sparkling with memories.
"Hahaha, I know!" Steven continued crawling deeper into the shed, reveling in the stories.
"And we were always together after that. Until she gave up her physical form to bring you into the world. I don't know what a magic lady like her ever saw in a plain old dope like me."
Just then, Steven accidentally stepped on a photo frame of Greg and Rose. "Uh, Dad, I broke a photo," he gasped, panic rising in his voice.
"It's okay, buddy. If every pork chop were perfect, we wouldn't have hot dogs," Greg reassured him, a calmness in his tone.
Then, something began to glow near Steven. "Huh?" he said, eyes widening. "The light cannon!"
Greg's eyes grew wide as he spotted Red Eye looming closer. "Oh boy, that thing's giving me the willies," he said, scratching his chest nervously.
"Dad, I found it!" Steven yelled, excitement bubbling over.
"Really?" Greg replied, hope igniting in his eyes.
"Yeah! Get the van!" Steven instructed, tying the electric cord around the cannon. Greg sprang into action, pulling the cannon out of the unit, but as he did, his other belongings tumbled out in a chaotic mess.
"This thing could save the city! We've gotta get it to the beach!" Steven exclaimed, determination in his voice.
"How? It's too big for the van," Greg pointed out, glancing around in search of a solution.
Just then, a wagon rolled by, and an idea sparked in Greg's mind. He tied the wagon to the van with the electric cord, and together, they lifted the heavy cannon.
"Steven Universe Laser Light Canon, Scene three, take one."
"Easy does it," Greg cautioned, but as they dropped the cannon onto the wagon, the base broke from the cannon's weight. Steven and Greg stood frozen, speechless, staring at the broken wagon and the colossal cannon.
"Well," Greg said finally, breaking the silence with a grin, "at least we found it."
And with that, their adventure was far from over. Together, they would find a way to save the day, one mishap at a time.
The sun blazed overhead as Steven and Greg navigated the winding roads toward the beach, a battered cannon precariously dragged behind them on a damaged wagon.
"Is it gonna be okay?" Steven asked, peering out the window at the ominous cloud forming in the distance.
Greg shrugged, glancing nervously at the growing red mass on the horizon. "If every pork chop were perfect—"
"We wouldn't have hot dogs!" Steven finished, a grin spreading across his face.
As the Red Eye loomed larger, Greg's anxiety bubbled to the surface. "That thing's getting huge. It's freaking me out!"
"Can't the van go any faster?" Steven urged, glancing at the speedometer.
Greg pressed the accelerator harder. "This is faster!"
"Don't worry. Come on, let's put on your CD." Steven held up a disc he had retrieved earlier, a mischievous sparkle in his eye.
Greg's face flushed with embarrassment. "What? Really? Come on, you've heard it."
"Come on!" Steven insisted, inserting the disc into the player.
As "Let Me Drive My Van (Into Your Heart)" filled the vehicle, Greg squirmed in his seat, while Steven bounced to the infectious beat. They cruised past Sadie, Lars, and Mr. Smiley, who were all transfixed by the Red Eye, which cast a crimson hue over everything.
The music played on, a whimsical backdrop to their chaotic journey until they finally reached the beach, where Garnet and Pearl stood waiting.
Amethyst washed ashore, her hair a tangled mess. "Throw me again, I think I'm cracking it," she said, spotting Steven and Greg with the cannon. "Is that...?"
"Hey, guys!" Steven shouted as they parked the van.
Pearl gasped, her eyes widening. "He really had it!"
Amethyst cheered, "We're SAVED!"
But just then, the beach began to tremble. The Red Eye's gravitational force intensified, pulling everything in its path—Beach House, electric poles, and even the beloved Beach Citywalk Fries—into its swirling maw.
"Whoa, whoa, whoa, easy!" Mr. Fryman yelled as the sign above him ripped away, forcing him to dodge for safety.
Garnet's voice cut through the chaos. "We have to use it now."
"I don't know how it works; it was Rose's!" Pearl replied, panic creeping into her tone.
"Dad, how do we use it?" Steven looked at Greg, who could only shrug in confusion.
Pearl grabbed Steven by the shoulders, urgency in her eyes. "Steven, this is serious! Wait… The gem! You have Rose's gem!"
"That's it!" Amethyst exclaimed, lifting Steven and rubbing him against the cannon. "Ahhh, come on!"
"Stop that!" Garnet interjected, unimpressed.
"It's no use," Pearl murmured, her mind racing as the gravitational pull intensified, threatening to drag the van and cannon along with it.
"I got this," Greg shouted, desperately untying the cord from the cannon. "Ugh, wait, nope, maybe I don't!" He was soon pulled along with the van.
Steven began banging on the cannon, desperation rising in his voice. "Please work—unlock—activate—go—please! Everyone's counting on you, you can't just be useless! I know you can help."
"It's okay, Steven. We'll figure out something else, something even better," Greg reassured him.
"R-r-r-right, if every pork chop were perfect, we wouldn't have hot dogs," Steven replied, trying to muster optimism.
Suddenly, the cannon began to glow, its mechanisms whirring to life. Steven lost his grip and tumbled to the ground
"It's working!" Pearl exclaimed as the cannon's hinges unlocked, and the barrel fell, sending a shockwave of anticipation through the group.
With newfound determination, Steven attempted to lift the cannon, and the Crystal Gems rushed in to help him.
"Steven!" Pearl urged, her voice filled with hope.
"This is it!" Amethyst shouted, excitement bubbling over.
"BRACE YOURSELVES!" Garnet warned as the cannon primed itself, ready to unleash its power against the looming threat.
As the Red Eye continued its devastation, the bond of friendship and teamwork stood strong, ready to turn the tide. At that moment, they knew they could face anything together.
A fierce battle raged between the forces of good and the menacing Red Eye. Amidst the chaos, a magnificent cannon emerged, its barrel gleaming in the sunlight. With a deep, resonant boom, it fired a rose-shaped beam that cut through the air like a ribbon of light. The beam struck the Red Eye with incredible force, shattering it into a million shimmering pieces that scattered across the sky.
As the remnants of the Red Eye rained down like confetti, shards of shrapnel began to fall around the beach, causing a stir among the townsfolk. The boardwalk trembled under the impact, but the collective gasp quickly turned into cheers.
Amethyst, with a wide grin, turned to Steven. "You just saved most of Beach City!"
Steven, feeling a mix of pride and embarrassment, called out to Mr. Fryman, "Sorry about that!"
"What?" Mr. Fryman yelled back, trying to comprehend the sudden turn of events.
Pearl, her curiosity piqued, asked, "How did you get it to work?"
With a shrug and a hint of mischief, Steven replied, "I just said that thing that Dad always says."
"That thing about pork rinds?" Pearl asked, raising an eyebrow
Garnet, always the calm in the storm, placed a reassuring hand on Pearl's shoulder. "Hot dogs," she corrected, her tone warm but firm.
At that moment, Greg, Steven's father, wiped away a tear, his heart swelling with pride for his son and the victory they had achieved. "Rose…" he murmured, remembering the strength and love that had brought them all together.
Suddenly, the tide surged in, and laughter erupted among the group as waves splashed playfully around their feet. But as Greg turned to celebrate, his eyes widened in horror—his beloved van was being swept away by the rising waters.
"My van!" he exclaimed, panic rising in his voice.
"It's okay, Dad if every pork chop were perfect—" Steven started, trying to lighten the mood.
"I live in there!" Greg shouted, already sprinting towards the van that was now drifting away.
"Wait up!" Steven called, chasing after his father.
"Oh geez, wait, wait, wait!" Greg yelled, splashing through the water as he tried to catch up.
As they moved slowly through the waves, the scene grew more chaotic yet comical, with the two of them navigating the surf in a desperate bid to save the van. The laughter of their friends echoed around them, a reminder of the joy that surrounded them even in the face of chaos.
As the camera zoomed in on the van, bobbing helplessly in the tide, the screen faded to black, leaving the viewers eagerly awaiting the next adventure in Beach City. The day may have started with a battle, but it ended with laughter, love, and a reminder that even in the wildest moments, family always comes first.
"And, cut!" A bell rang "Great job guys. You can go home"
Steven smiled and walked to the snack table. His parents walk to him. Greg had an arm around his wife's waist, Steven noticed that his wedding ring wasn't on his finger. For the show, he knew that his father had to remove every single piece of jewelry he owned—Includinghis wedding ring. Steven saw that his mom wore hers.
"This is a lot of fun." Mr. Fryman said, holding a bottle of water in his hand.
"Are you sure that you don't want some, pizza dude? It's good." Mr. Smiley asked.
"Nah, I ate before I got here." The actor said.
Steven walked to his trailer and opened the door, he took off his makeup and stuff. Greg did the same, He would shave when he got home.
They were ready to go home, Greg got into their van, Rose took a look at him and smiled, He was back in his original clothes. Greg's beard felt itchy on him, he needed a shave and a shower.
Greg's hand held hers, intertwining his fingers with his wife's. Rose starts his van and they drive back to Beverley Hills. Rebecca said that they have until next week to film for the next episode. Steven sighed in relief when he heard that—He loved filming for the show, but. He was exhausted. He couldn't wait to sleep in tomorrow and hand out with his friends around LA.
Steven looked out the windshield, He was trying not to fall asleep, He checked his phone and it was almost seven. He yawned as he listened to the radio.
They've made it to Beverley Hills. Steven stepped out and walked to the door. He needed another shower to wake himself up, He got a text from Clarence asking him if he wanted to hang out tomorrow. He texted him he would think about it.
Greg grabs the keys and opens the walked up the stairs silently to take a shower.
Rose sat on the couch in the living room, her laptop was on the couch, she grabbed it and opened it up. She went on Safari and searched 'Steven Universe'
She clicks on the news tab: Variety and reads the headline.
STEVEN UNIVERSE: STARTING PRODUCTION NOV 2, 2013
Steven Quartz Universe Lands Breakout Role in New Animated Series "Steven Universe"
By Jordan Sandra
Cartoon Network's newest series, "Steven Universe," is set to make waves this fall, and at the heart of it is none other than Steven Quartz Universe. The young star is poised to become a household name as he takes on the titular role in what promises to be a groundbreaking show.
"Steven Universe" is the brainchild of Rebecca Sugar, known for her work as a writer and storyboard artist on the hit show "Adventure Time." The series follows Steven, a lovable and curious young boy who happens to be the youngest member of the Crystal Gems, a team of magical guardians who protect the Earth. The show is expected to blend action, humor, and heartfelt storytelling, with Steven's journey of self-discovery at its core.
For Steven Quartz Universe, this role is more than just a job—it's a dream come true. "I've always loved cartoons, even when I was younger, I grew up on shows like Codename: Kids Next Door and many other cartoons… And to be a part of something like this is incredible," Steven said in a recent interview. "I can't wait for everyone to see the show. It's about finding yourself, embracing who you are, and the importance of family and friendship. I think a lot of people are going to relate to it." Rebecca Sugar stated.
The young actor has already won over fans with his charming personality and infectious enthusiasm. Early previews of "Steven Universe" have generated significant buzz, with many praising the show's unique art style and the depth of its characters. Industry insiders are predicting that Steven Quartz Universe could be the next big thing in acting, with the potential to become an iconic figure for a new generation of viewers.
"Steven Universe" is set to premiere on Cartoon Network this fall of 2013, and anticipation is building. With Steven Quartz Universe leading the charge, this show is shaping up to be one of the most talked-about show of the year.
Rose closed her laptop and turned on the TV.
Rose saw Greg come downstairs, he'd shaved and still had his piercings in, he didn't have a shirt on as he smiled at his wife and sat with her on the couch, Rose smiled and laid her head onto his shoulder, and Greg kissed her cheek.
"I love you."
"I love you too," he said, smiling at her.
"What were you reading?" he asked looking at her laptop.
"An article on Variety, it's about Steven," Rose said.
"I think Steven would like to hear it."
"I'll send a link. I think he's asleep now, he's had a long two days." Greg nods in agreement.
A\N: Hi guys, I'm back with a new chapter! Thank you, guys, for all of the reviews and all that, Steven gets to have a break. So it's going to be him hanging out with his friends again! I'm thinking about him showing off his power to Clarence, Jeff, Sumo, Mordecai, and Rigby. That will be fun! I hope you guys enjoy this chapter, bye!