Just a random idea that popped up in my head after reading "Yellow Textbooks" by The Scent Of Rain.

It was a strange device to begin with. Intriguing with its curled antennas, yet intimidating with the obvious signs of attempted endeavors of obliteration on it. The single screen held a gnarling crack that stretched from the tip to the bottom, monitor itself displaying nothing but black. On the back of the object was evidence of black charcoal, as if someone had attempted at burning the device straight out of existence.

And on top of all this, he had stumbled upon it amidst the sea of Lion's mane, unknowingly thrown in hopes of being lost forever. Also proof that it had belonged to his mother, besides the obvious rose stemmed metal handle of course.

So, at his discovery, and not to mention giddy excitement, Steven ultimately decided to show the Gem's. However, as the Gem's –and surprisingly Peridot– were out on a night mission, it ended with him impatiently sitting on the couch and waiting for their arrival.

"Aaannd…NOW!" tenth time shouted in an approximated guess at their arrival –failed evidently. "Uggghh…you guuuuys…huuurrry uuup…"

Ten minutes passed and he found himself growing restless, constantly shifting his position on the couch until finally settling with his legs up and head dangling of the side of the couch, arms splayed out with a single hand holding onto the object.

"Ugghhh…YYOOU GGGUUUYS…" he thumped at his hand. "AHm so BOOOORed…"

He lolled his head to the side, observing the strange device yet again. It almost resembled to Lapis's mirror, just more…technological looking. He held the screen up to his face, imagining his mother doing the same.

"Ummm...turn on."

Nothing happened.

"A-hem…as the heir of Rose Quartz…I declare for you to fix yourself and work."

Of course, still nothing.

He shuffled up, still staring intently at the item, then lifting his shirt and looking at his gem. "I want to go to my room." A moment went by. Surprisingly, there was no familiar rush of warmth. His gem remained dull, if possible, even duller than before.

"Oh c'mon! Why isn't anything worki-"

He stopped mid-sentence. A thought, a contemplation, a soon to be potential regret sprang into his mind. Grasping the mirror with two hands, he gave it a stare before bringing it close to his mouth and giving it a curious lick.

At once, the object gave a faint glow, absorbing the spit given. A gasp of astonishment, quickly followed by him taking a hand and completely encompassing it in spit, slapping it onto the device.

"…*slap*...almost…*slap*…there…*slap*…"

And with one final slap of spit, the device was lit with an a aura of pink. It began shaking in his hands, letting off disoriented hushed voices that soon morphed into the sounds of ticking and beeps. The pink shine on the screen slid down to the handle, glowing brightly around his now sweaty hand as if reunited with a long lost friend.

And in a way, it was. Although, friend wouldn't have been the best fit description.

The handle, a key as his mother would have described, activated by his DNA solely.

"W-woah…this is kinda cool…"

He observed in awe, while most children his age would've begun screaming in panic by this point. There was a tingle that ran through his body, causing him to giggle out load.

"H-hey! S-stop! Ha ha! Why'd you do thaaAAAAAOHMAN!"

White sparks were beginning to form, shots of pink colored electricity being emitted from the antennas and making its way up his body. In plain panic, he threw the device down...

…or at least tried to.

"Let go of me you weird thing!" He shook at his hand, taking extra measures as to banging it on the coffee table. Still, the object was stuck. Sticky wouldn't even have been able to describe it. Just…immovable. "Get off of me!"

Meanwhile, the flickers of electricity were increasing in form and height, soon creating a sort of cocoon around his struggling figure. He looked up first, and then around, wind blowing hard at his face as he stared in a mixture of astonishment and fear. Looking back at the device in his hands, he managed to catch sight of a single glimpse of a yellow triangle on the screen before his vision was completely encompassed with an electrifying shade of crimson.

And with a flash of pure white, he was gone with a puff of smoke.

…

The warp pad was activated.

"HEY STEEVE-" the green gem was quickly silenced by three pairs of hands.

"Quiet Peridot!" Pearl was the first to hiss. "Steven's sleeping!"

She quirked her eyebrows, confused. "…sleeepping?" she muffled into the six hands.

"It's just something humans do," Amethyst whispered, removing her hands along with the other gems. "We gems can do it too and all, but it's not really needed."

She gave a nod, satisfied by the answer. "So then why do we have to be quiet?" she carefully hushed.

"Because human sleep is easily interrupted by loud noises," Garnet answered in a low voice.

"Oh…okay," she gave a sigh. "Well, I'm going to my quarters. Scream if you really need me."

They watched her go, taking caution as to close the door to the bathroom as silent as possible. Soon, they were all off to their own rooms, Amethyst taking a moment to grab a snack from the refrigerator before making her way into her room.

Last was Pearl, watching as the room to Amethyst closed and summoning the door to her own room. When it opened, she was faced with the soothing waterfalls of grace at her sight. However, something just…didn't feel right. A sort of tinge in the air, bringing an uncomfortable chill to her shoulders. As if something was –missing?

She glanced back at the upper area, squinting her eyes through the darkness. Perhaps it was best to check on him...

"…meh," and with a shrug of her shoulder, she disappeared into the refreshing sanctuary.

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Fatigue was the sole cause to the shortness of this chapter.

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