Hello everyone, I haven't really had the time to write recently, more so my fault because I kinda spent the past few days catching up on some anime, but it's late at night, I've finished two series, and I'm ready to write.
Now, I would like to say: go watch Code Geass as soon as you can. I know at first glance it's not exactly all that interesting, but it's truly a work of art! I personally enjoy anime where the protagonist relies more on his or her own knowledge and tactics rather than those where they're some badass fighter, especially when they're at least a little psycho and evil. If you are interested in that kind of anime, then this is the one for you, it's on Netflix as far as I know.
Anyway, enough of me weebing out, get comfy, grab some snacks, and let's read.
-=The Garden=-
-=Steven/Spinel=-
-=Thirty Minutes After The Last Chapter=-Steven had let this new Gem cry out her emotions that she had built up over the past six thousand years, he knew she needed at least that much, though she ended up just leaning on him and watching the stars pass by after a while. "You know...I sat here...just watching everything pass by, wondering if she was ever coming back...or if anyone was coming at all. Honestly, I gave up almost a thousand years ago...I thought that I was destined to spend all of my existence, floating through the endless space around us..." Spinel spoke up after not speaking a word since she broke down in tears. "That's why I was so happy when I heard the warp pad activate, I thought she had finally came back to me...but then...there you were. A stranger intruding in her garden. So I hid, I thought that if there was an intruder, there shouldn't be a problem with me moving, then I thought that since you were intruding, I had full right to attack and maybe ask a few questions...about her."
"Spinel...are you ok?" Steven asked as he looked over to her. He scoffed and facepalmed. "Of course you're not, you just figured out that you were left here by my mom..."
She just sighed and shook her head. "No...it's fine. I spent all those years wondering if it was my fault...if I did something bad...if I was bad. To be honest, after the initial shock and wave of emotions...I guess I feel better than I would if she was still around on Homeworld. At least I know she isn't just sitting somewhere and enjoying life, knowing that she left me here...at the same time though, at least I have some closure now...at least I have...you, right?" She asked, a sad smile forming as she looked over.
"Yes, of course you do. I promise, I'll help you make up for all that lost time. From now on, I'll do my best to fix what my mother did to you; to fix you, I swear." Steven responded as he squeezed her hand firmly.
Spinel felt a warmth in her Gem; a spark that had been extinguished for a thousand years had now been relit. It wasn't going to be easy, she knew that much, but she decided to put her trust in him anyway, it's not like she had any other choice. "Thank you...Steven."
Steven chuckled slightly as he stood up. "Of course, what are friends for?" He said, helping her to her feet. "Now, would you like to get out of here? Homeworld has apparently changed a lot in the past six thousand years, and much more from that in the past year alone, I'm sure you'll enjoy it."
Spinel took one look at the garden, her eyes landing on the exact spot where she stood for the past six millennia. She hated it here, everything about this garden was just a constant reminder of the pain she felt, down to the last dead flower. Without the slightest hesitation she looked to him and said, "Yes, let's go."
And with that, Steven lead her to the warp and without so much as a second glance behind them, he took her home.
-=The Diamond house=-
-=The Diamonds/Steven/Spinel=-
-=continued=-
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We all need a friend (StevenxSpinel)<Discontinued, remake in process>
FanfictionLet's just say that the trip to Homeworld didn't go as planned and Steven met Spinel under different circumstances. There will be love, friendship, a new rebellion, action, and all the stuff you could want out of a amateur writer. Also, I understand...