I'll do it for him

But just when he hoped that she would leave him alone and move on, she asks him for a cellphone to borrow. As if he’d borrow a cellphone to a complete stranger. Not like he got one, anyway. “I got no cellphone on me. I was brought here in my shirt and boxers.” But just when he finishes the sentence, he realizes two things. One, maybe it’s not a great idea to reveal something so embarrassing to a girl. Especially HE should know that, but it slipped his tongue already. C’est la vie. The other thing is more unpleasant at that point. No cellphone. No money. He got nothing here except the clothes he wears from that room, and his crocodile. Wow. I’m screwed…

“Ha. Sorry. They gave me this.”

‘Huh…?’ a kid? right, it didn’t matter to the voices how old they were, they needed test subjects for this apparent experiment and would take just about anyone they could find. But if she was asking for directions, then that mean she was new here didn’t it?

‘…you’re lost…?’ so young but she didn’t seem fazed about this situation? had she experienced this before or was she simply putting on a brave face through it all? then again it seemed as if no one in this place was worried about being taken from their homes, so should he stop being so surprised by the lack of concern here?

“Well, I was sort of trying to find a way home...but, I’ve been told there really isn’t a ‘way’.”

“But, then I thought about where I’m supposed to ‘live’...district delta, I think it was. Maybe there’s answers there. You probably don’t know where Beach City is, but if you could help me find the other place...”

     He didn’t like to have to tell the other this. Rather, he would have rather said something more hopeful– but despite that, Roy felt that the other should know.

     Ignorance may be bliss to some, but now was not the time for it.

“If they are not here, you are simply in a bad sorts until you return home, or they appear.” Reaching to retrieve his own rewarded cell, he’d hold it out for her to use. He would guess that she understood that she may use it, not borrow it. As a stranger, he’d watch her carefully should she attempt anything.

Connie stared at the feline for a couple of minutes, as if she was trying to register what he said. Now, Connie was a very bright young girl; she understood his words. What she couldn’t wrap her mind around was the idea she was alone.

“You...can’t be serious.”

Once the inevitable question was asked, Dani knew it was going to get complicated real quick. “See, now we got to the part where it might get confusing for you.” She hummed. “I was created with them. It’s really a long story.”

“Created with them? Oh, like a crystal gem!”

Her cheeks grow red.

“Oh, um, gems are...well..wait, where are you from exactly? Are you from..my home?”

It was possible. The world was a big place, and that wasn’t even the limit to the variety of life that existed. Either way, the two young girls could communicate. That was nice, but it led Connie to believe Danielle must be from Earth. Still, she felt like it wasn’t the same Earth, if that made sense. This was a lot to take in.

“I’m Connie....Oh! Uh...I don’t know.”

notmadeforfighting

Friends were always bound to come and go. Even he himself had left this city once, but not for long. Not even close for comfort. He’s seen the Crystal Gems appear in front of him like nobody’s business; their family re-uniting, even for a short period of time. Heck– even the impossible had occurred when he had finally been able to speak and interact with his own mother in the flesh and blood. 

This place performed both miracles, and the most undesirable nightmares.

Today had been like any other of course. Enjoying himself a bag of popcorn on a public bench, lackadaisically scrolling through the internet in search of some very important pictures. Important pictures… Of cats. Little kittens wearing shirts, hats, gloves, anything so that he could send them to people the next time he received a message. That should brighten up their day, right? 

As he giggles to himself with much superiority, a familiar voice catches his ear so suddenly. That sounded a lot like–? No, no. It couldn’t be. She’s never been here before! And he knows all too well that she couldn’t have been here now. If she was, they would have already found one another. Though perhaps out of curiosity, he should take one glance up from his screen–… 

“Connie!?” 

Barely audible was the yelp to those around him his hands begin to tremble out of pure reaction. The young gem’s heartbeat quickened out of anticipation, eyes widening as he takes in the figure of his friend. His best friend. 

How could… Why was she–… ?

He drops everything on the bench behind him and breaks out into a run as emotions and adrenaline fuel his exertion. People move out of his way as he barrels across the grassy field of the park, choking on air as he pulls himself through. Arms are out wide for a much needed hug, tears stinging his eyes as they distort his vision. All he can think about is how much he’s missed her, how much he’s been through this place without her. 

How everything in this moment was more of a dream than reality. 

Oh, please. Let her be real.

She had been alone most of her life. Well, not completely. She always had her parents. Still, Connie was used to being friendless and having no relationships outside of her parents, at least not close ones. Besides the initial shock and  despair of being taken away from home, Connie shouldn’t feel anything else. It wasn’t like she hadn’t been on her own before. This was routine.

Only it wasn’t routine.

Now she had someone who cared about her. Now Connie had someone close to her that she cared about., Connie had a friend, a best friend. A best friend who changed her life in so many ways, all wonderful in their own way. Even with the hardships and dangers that came with Steven’s life, Connie couldn’t leave him. He meant too much to her.

The young girl didn’t realize just how much when she was forced to be alone again. Would Steven even notice her absence? No, he would. Of course he would. He’s Steven. That didn’t make her feel better though. Oddly enough, it only made Connie feel worst. Connie’s arms hug her torso as she walked, continuing to feel sorry for herself.

Then she hears the giggle. Connie’s arms drop to her sides and she turns to the sound.

“....Steven!?”

It feels as if they’re miles apart, but Connie can still  see him clear as day. It was almost as if they were the only two in this city. The young girl finds herself running towards her friend, tears streaming down her face. Connie doesn’t hesitate to go right into Steven’s arms and return the hug. Now wasn’t the time to be bashful. She was simply so relieved to see him, hear his voice,and know he was there with her.

“Steven! You’re...how...when...?”

She pondered on how to go forth with this situation. She could take the time to explain the best she could but she’s already run her mouth enough today. “Hey! How about I show you?!” That seemed much more fun. “Yeah, I don’t see why not!”

And with that, she morphed to her ghost form right in front of the girl.

“Wow! You transform!? Who are you!? How’d you get your powers!?”

‼ - real name?

✺ - eye color?

✁ - hair?

☿ - zodiac sign?

☃ - tall/short?

❅ - any sports?

✈ - hobbies?

❤ - single/taken?

ツ - any pets?

☂ - favorite season?

✐ - fave types of movies?

❣ - how would it be your ideal date?

☣ - phobias?

☠ - fears?

✘ - hates?

° - ever were close to death?

♧ -….. on drugs?

♠ -…..smoked?

♦ -…..had alcohol?

❥ - sexual orientation

♚ - favorite eye color?

♛ - favorite hair color?

♪ - music you like?

✌ - favorite bands/ singers?

♒ - fave animes?

❦-.fave characters?

✿ - fave kind of clothing?

ღ - mottos?

“He doesn’t like it when people stare at him.” The crocodile doesn’t look upset or frightened the slightest, though. That little traitor.

“Right. Sorry about that.”

“Ah. Unfortunately, I can’t be of any help… I’m somewhat lost myself.”

“We can’t be trapped here...right? Maybe we can find someone who knows what’s going on.”

To say she was concerned about a child wandering by themselves in this city was an overstatement, but to say she was completely apathetic would be a lie. She didn’t plan to follow the young one around to ascertain her safety, but she did have time to make sure they at least made it across this street safely.

The sensation couldn’t escape Connie. She felt it down the street and she kept glancing around. It was so odd. Connie couldn’t seem to get anyone’s attention, and yet she felt like a lot was being put on her. After crossing the street, she turns her heel to make eye contact with the person watching her.

...Well, now what? Connie isn’t really sure what to do or say. She finds herself just standing there, slowly looking away but not moving.

She was just about to finish her popsicle when a familiar voice snapped her out of her snack. Oh, snap— is that Connie? As in, Steven’s friend Connie? Well, that’s good for him, but she’s about to be disappointed…

“Ssssssss. Nope. But hey, check it out—” And trying to distract her, she stuck the popsicle stick up her nose and made a few duck sounds. “Waak waak.”

“No..? What do you mean? Are the other gems here? Is Steven here? Maybe we could all find our way back...right?”

It was a weak hope. Judging by Amythest’s reaction, she was here alone too. Still, it was better to be with someone else than no one. Surely they could figure this out and be back home in a  timely manner. Or at least before Connie could get grounded.