Nora 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...
I returned to the Temple soon after I left the bear at the warp pad. "Stay here, I'll be back for you." I pat him on the nose. The bear seemed to understand what I said, he lay down with his head on his paws when I activated the warp pad.
Back inside the beach house I went to search for the Gems, but they were nowhere to be found. "They'll be back soon." Grandpa said, resting on the couch with his recovering foot on the table. "How was your solo walk Nora? You look like something took the breath outta you?"
When I explained to him what happened he nearly choked on the sandwich he was eating. "A bear!? You resurrected a bear!? With healing tears!?"
I nodded franticly. "Just like Grandma brought Lion back to life, and how Dad brought back Captain Lars. I have it too, isn't it awesome?"
Grandpa wasn't sure how to answer that. "It's something Rosebud." He said. "So wait, you left the bear at your secret spot in the mountains and you're going to ask the Gems if you can keep him?"
"Yes." I answered. "They let Dad keep Lion, so I don't see any reason they won't let me keep him, with the Remnant hunting me down I'll need all the protection I can get."
"I don't think it'll be that easy." Grandpa said. We heard a loud pounding at the door. I immediately I clenched my fists in a powerful photon bolt, opening the door ready to strike. "
"Oh dear goodness."
A pink ursine mass sat politely at the door, looking down at me with and waving his paw in a friendly greeting
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"Hey Grandpa." I made an awkward chuckle. "We have a guest." The bear nuzzled me. "Hi buddy. I was going to to come back." Wiggling his nose, the bear perked his ears before charging right into the door, trotting straight to Grandpa who screamed.
"Get away from him!" the bear stopped, ignoring my grandfather cringing terrified on the couch as he scarfed down his entire sandwich on the table.
"Hey!!" Grandpa cried. "That was my lunch!" The bear raised his head and sniffed him. " Shoo! Don't eat me, I taste terrible!"
"Bear! Leave him alone!"
He turned his head and ambled toward me, knocking everything off the shelves. I facepalmed. "I'm sorry Grandpa." "It's okay Rosebud I think he wants more food." He relaxed. "We should get him outta the house before he makes a mess out of anything else."
He spoke to soon, at the wiggling of his nose the hungry bruin lumbered into the kitchen, opening the refrigerator with his claw and chowing down on its contents ferociously.
"BEAR NO!!" I screamed after him. "BAD BEAR STOP THAT!!" I pulled on his neck to no avail. Bear nosed the rotisserie chicken off the fridge counter and sunk his teeth into it, chomping voraciously on the whole thing.
There goes tonight's dinner.
"Bear stop raiding my fridge! We want the Gems to like you and you're making it extremely difficult!" He looked at me with a whole chicken breast in his mouth. "Put it down!" I commanded him, which he surprisingly did. "Good boy."
