|Chapter 3| Questions.

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Lars POV
"This seems like a highly unlikely story."

I sighed, looking over at Steven's weird gem moms. They all really didn't believe that I just found this person...this very attractive person...washed up on the beach. I mean, I wouldn't believe me either, but these are Steven's parents we're talking about....they've seen weirder then this and believed it, right? Things just didn't seem right.

"N-No, please, believe me...I-I wouldn't just pick up someone off the street, drop them from who knows where, and then bring them here, soaking wet, begging for you to help them. That just...that doesn't seem logical. And I'm...mostly logical, right? Right?"

Half of the group sighed in unison. It was weird, but I didn't really question it, because I had bigger things to worry about. The person that was in the ocean - something happened to them. They were dropped from somewhere and landed in the ocean. And...they...they have a gem, even though they're human. Why do they have a gem? Are they a gem?

"Lars," Garnet, the tallest mom, stated, interrupting my seemingly endless train of questions that was leading me on, "I know you're stressed, but I need you to pull yourself together a little bit. Pearl and Steven are going to deal with...whoever you brought in, and me and Amethyst are just going to ask you a few more questions."

Ugh. Questions. Don't get me wrong, it's not like I have anything to hide or anything, I just...I want to be there with that...that person. Whoever they are. I want to make them feel safe. In the few moment that I saw them conscious, I felt their fear. I witness their utter pain and anxiety first hand. I don't want to see them like that ever again. More than anything, I just want to see them smile.

But why? I had only just met this person... Usually I don't really care for other people unless I can benefit out of them or they just make me feel...a bit more whole. I rely on those puzzle piece kind of people, actually. But they....they aren't really a puzzle piece. They're something beyond that, I can feel it. I want to see it, more than anything.

I felt my cheeks flush, but luckily they were barely noticeable under my pink-tinted skin. Just thinking about them...It makes me feel a certain way. I can't describe it.

"Firstly," Garnet continued. I forgot she was even speaking. "I want you to explain to me how you came back from Homeworld. When did you even get here?"

I sighed. //A/N yo so this probably isn't accurate because Lars is still is space (my poor boi) but I'm just gonna improvise and it's going to be good and you're gonna like it ok?? ok//
I'm proud of what I did. I formed an alliance of off-colors and was able to fly back to Beach City...temporarily...while my fellow off-colors kept on the alliance. Working in the alliance is amazing...but....I'll admit I was really homesick. I had heard that people were protesting and crying over me. ME, the donut boy...
So I came back.
I still haven't confronted my parents, and I don't plan to, honestly. I know they're worried about me, but I think it would be better if they didn't know I was going back into space. Maybe I'll just give them a letter saying that I'm okay.
But then again, I don't want to hurt them. I've treated them so badly over the years...
No. Space business is space business, and I need to keep going. I just need to tell Garnet about this and then I can deal with the space business after I figure out if "the person" is okay.
I really hope they're alive...

So I explained it to them. In gruesome, PG-13 detail. Amethyst seemed to enjoy my tales of escaping the diamonds and stealing Emerald's ships, but Garnet... Garnet had the same look as always. Well, she was wearing her visor, so she might've had some sort of key expression...but...

"Alright then. That's enough. You've had a lot of action the last few days. I want you to sit down and just breathe. You were talking so fast I was starting to wonder if you were going to have a stroke..." Peal said, walking back into the room, and doing a quick clap. I turned to her and stood. She seemed to stare at me...sadly. I knew exactly why. Steven had told me.
About how lion and me aren't that different. How we were both revived by a Rose Quartz.
A Rose Quartz that Pearl loved...

"Do you...know who they are? Or rather...what they are?" I asked, practically bouncing up and down like a little kid. I wasn't even excited. I was anxious beyond belief.

"I know that they're alive. They're alive and they seem human. Although...they have a gem. They actually remind me a lot of Steven when he was younger, but there' son way a gem could've-"

"LAAAAAARRRRSSSS! THEY'RE LIKE ME!!!" Steven exclaimed, dragging the poor wounded gem thing as he entered the room, waving around their limp arms. For a moment, I was caught in a trance by their sleeping face. I was almost convinced the situation they were in was peaceful...until...

Things like you shouldn't exist.

I jumped back. I heard a voice. There's nobody in the room with that...familiar voice. It can't be...
Why did I just hear that random line? I've never heard it before...or maybe I was just hearing things? Possibly...

I walked over to Steven, a bit hesitant, grabbing the assumed gem-human gently and holding them close to me, as most do with someone they care about.

"Okay, no more questions," I exclaimed for all in the room to hear, "Let's get to the bottom of this."

//ey thank you for the love on the last chapter.
more stuff is coming soon so keep yo eyes p e e l e d.
Love you all <3//

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