Your mother has been destabilized suddenly by none other than the crystal gems! Of course they can't destabilize you, you're just a little gemmy; destabilization is as good as shattering!
Now you must stay with the CGs until they can find a cure to...
with a hum, pearl looks up from dusting the table. "what's the mat-?" she paused when her eyes fell onto your small form on his belly.
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a light blue blush appears her cheeks, and a small smile enlightens her face. "Oh!" she giggles softly, at the display, standing up straighter for a better look. "She's gotten a lot more comfortable with you than I imagined." steven tips his head to the side, watching your tiny hands press into his belly, giggling at the ticklish feeling. "she's doing that thing I saw those cats do in the videos me and Connie watched yesterday!" he giggles again, taking a moment to watch you. He then looked off to the side, humming in thought. "uuhm... what's it called again?"
"Well steven, it's called kneading." pearl states, resuming her task. "Similar to earth kittens, some gemlings tend to do that same motion from time to time if their comfortable enough." Steven giggles, trying not to move and disturb you. "It kinda tickles!" Pearl smiles at his enjoyment as she finishes up her polishing of the table, standing up to examine her handiwork. Steven continued watch your content kneading, tipping his head to a side curiously. "Say pearl, why do you think they do this?"
The thin gem lifted her head and hummed in thought. "...well, I'm not sure about the kitten's reasons for this behavior, but I could only assume it's the same as a gemlings," she explained best she could. "Gemlings tend to do that for comfort or to show affection." she tapped her chin with a finger. "Though, typically, they do that to gems they are especially fond of and have great trust in." At this steven practically beamed in excitement. "Does that mean I'm her favorite?!" Pearl giggled softly, turning to offering an optimistic smile. "Quite possibly so!"
As much as he wanted to, he knew he couldn't cheer, since he'd likely startle you. Instead he settled for a quiet, triumphant "yeah!" And a gentle fist pump. You didn't notice thankfully, and moved to knead on another location of his soft tum, making him giggle again at the ticklish sensation. "You really like making biscuits on my belly, huh (name)?" Pearl looked over at the giggling boy, raising her brow in puzzlement. "Making biscuits?"
"Yeah! We call it that because it looks like they're making biscuits! Like when you knead the dough n stuff?" He smiled in a childish joy. Pearl turned to face the child, crossing her arms with an interested smile. "Is that so?" He nodded cheerfully. "Yeah! (Name)'s making belly biscuits!" He giggled again, as you started pawing at a more ticklish spot. "Isn't that cool?" while pearl just watched, with contented smile. "Hm. Very cool." ~~~~~~~~~~
...I had to.
My cat did this to me all the time. (Except it hurt because he used his claws-)
