A/N: Zenobia Ottie is a half-gen teen trying to fit in after moving out of the Little Homeworld area in Beach City. Her parents are a Peridot and a Citrine, who met through their work as police officers. One night, in an attempt to fit in with full humans, Zenobia sneaks off to a rave party with her friend Jan.
Zee is a teen, hanging out with her friends at some cool person's party in an abandoned house. Of course, Zee isn't used this kind of crowd and feels like she can't voice her concerns. She and her friends get into trouble. Drinking, trying recreational drugs- the usual suspects.
Neon and Citrine, Zee's mothers, slam down the front door. Neon shrieks, "WHERE IS ZENOBIA HARRIET OTTIE!?"
The crowd seems unaffected. Citrine shuts it down by doing a superpower gem move. All the picture frames and shelves crash down.The crowd stops.
Citrine's voice chip calls out, "Stop this horseshit nonsense and bring me Zenobia Ottie, you little fucks."
A partygoer meekly points to upstairs.Neon tries to maintain her composure, making her way through the waves of disgruntled youth."That's right, move out! We got a 4'11", germophobic teen to look for. Let's get a move on!"
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Zee wonders why everything has gone quiet. She looks to her friend and asks what's happening. Her friend said there was some assholes trying to make a noise complaint.
They head to the hallway, and witnessed a couple of half-naked gems and humans shuffle out of a room.
"Uhh, Zeebs?" Her friend Jan, asks. "What?" She replied. "Do you think-" Jan suggested, motioning to the group now walking down the stairs. "Those are some freaky people,"
A triangle shadow appeared, making them halt in their tracks. "Shit, it's my moms. We have to leave. Now!"
They searched for other doors and openings, trying to avoid creaks and groans from the floor. Jan tried to open a window, to no avail. "We gotta think of something," muttered Jan.
"Aw, frick- there's no way getting out of this one. We have to tell my parents the truth." Her friend gave a desperate glare. "Your parents... are cops... and you wanna tell them we inhaled a bunch of freaking crack cocaine?!?" said Jan in a hushed tone.
"Zenobia? Zenobiaaaa?" Neon called.
"You better come down this instant, young lady." Citrine's voice chip uttered.
Zee sighs. Rubbing her hands on her forehead, scrunching her eyes.
"Fuck." She whispered under her breath. She walked down.
Neon crossed her arms in contempt while Citrine looked at the floor, choking back tears.
"I cannot believe you lied to me. Sneaking out? Stealing my money and then hanging out with these delinquents? Citrine and I did not raise you to end up like this. We're going home."
Both Citrine and Zee had shaky breaths. She hugged her moms. "I'm just so tired of being overlooked by everyone. I don't wanna deal with it anymore." Zenobia sobbed in their arms.
"We're here now. The party's done. Everyone's gone." Neon assured her. The crying eventually stopped. Zee wiped her eyes. Neon said they're driving home.
"Jan didn't mean to do any of this. She didn't want to be here as much as I did. Just don't go all 'bad cop' on her. Moms, please?" "She's gone home. All those cool kids who brought you here- they left. That creepy college kid who went here scavenging for free food went home. I think," Citrine voiced.
"What I'm trying to say is, all your 'hip' peers didn't have your back. We do; your sister, too."
"Thanks, Citrine. Am I still in trouble?"
"You fucking snorted that white shit and probably drank a sink's worth of alcohol. No, you are not off the fucking hook," Zee's shoulders tensed up, and she stared out the window. "But you can recover just for tonight." Neon responded.
Zee grinned.
"Sooo... do gems get hangovers?"
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One-Off With a Couple of Original Characters
FanfictionA Steven Universe spin-off with originality characters created by my friends. A single chapter on a character who gets caught by her lesbian gem mothers at a big party. Non of these characters are mine.
