I opened my eyes beneath the fronds of the palm trees, flaring my nostrils at the lush fruity tropical smell. I shook my head blinking at the sun peering through the fronds wondering how the heck I got here.
I struggled to stand upright , but could only stay on my hands and feet. Only when I looked down at my arms did I rear up with a shrill neigh coming from my throat. Standing on four legs hobbled to the adjacent stream, lowering my neck to see another creature staring at me in the reflection.
I'm a horse!
My shocked cry came out as a whinny and I tossed my head, pacing around to examine my own body. Light and dark green bands ran across my body, my mane and tail were made of leaves.
A watermelon horse!!
I flicked my ears at the rustle of the bushes. A Watermelon Steven appeared with a rope in its hands. I stomped my hooves nervously, but the Watermelon Steven opened its mouth and made reassuring grumbles, causing me to relax and lower my head. The Watermelon Steven put the rope over my head and lead my across the field I was kept in, tying me in a harness attached to a wagon. I wasn't nervous , I was used to it and I'd done this before.
Sitting in the cart, the watermelon snapped the reins and drove me out onto a watermelon patch where others of its kind began to load up the cart with mini Watermelon Stevens growing from the ground like their inanimate counterparts. The wagon gradually become heavier behind me as I trudged along the fields, but I was able to pull the wagon without a hitch with my equine strength.
The Watermelon Steven patted my shoulder before hopping onto the wagon and driving us into town. I raised my head, perking my ears as we followed the cobblestone road into a small colonial town populated by the sentient watermelons. Their houses made of wood and thatched roofs with cobbled streets and quaint shops.
I flicked my ears, flaring my nostrils at the amazing sight. This is incredible, they have their own society! And here I thought they were just scavenging pirates!
The drive led me to the town square, where he hopped off the wagon and began distributing the baby watermelons to the anticipating crowd. I watched as the Watermelons brought home their new family members, thanking the driver and paying him in star shaped coins. As he did this I looked upon the statue in the town square, of a valiant Watermelon in a heroic pose with a star emblazoned on its belly.
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"Nora wake up." Selene nudged me with chuckle. I stirred awake. "Selene?" "Good morning ." She smiled. "How did you sleep?"
"Pretty good." I rubbed my eyes. "I had the strangest dream. I dreamt I was a horse on an island inhabited by those living watermelons."
"I know." Selene said. "I saw tropical plants fade into my vision, but not the horse part." She chuckled. "You're so cute when you sleep."
"Thanks?" I scratched my head. "Wait a minute, you watch me when I sleep?"
"Yes." She answered innocently. "What? Is that not right? Pearl sometimes watches you too, sometimes we watch together."
"Okay that's a little creepy." I got out of bed with a yawn. "It was so weird, it was like the dream I had about my grandmother. It felt like I was actually there seeing through her eyes."
"But why would you dream about being a horse?" Selene questioned.
"Not just a horse, a watermelon horse." I added.
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Steven Universe: The Diamond Legacy
FanfictionNora is like most teenagers, at 16 years old she goes to school, has a group of close friends, loves music, works a part time job, and aspires to go to college to pursue her lifelong dreams. Living in the suburbs of Gardenville, Jersey she's grown...
