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You’re Warm
Title: You’re Warm
Word count: 2,616
Characters: Beatrice Blue & Steven Universe
Warnings: Fluff, and a missing hoodie
Notes: This is just kind of a test chapter as I continue to work on building Bea’s character. Both Steven and Bea are young in this installment. Steven is fourteen and recently changed the diamonds minds. Bea is four and a half and recently learned fundoh is not edible.
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Short Excerpt
Title: N/A
Word count: 622
Characters: Beatrice Blue & Steven Universe
Warnings: Fluff, and brother sister bonding?
Notes: It’s just an excerpt from something I don’t think I’ll finish. I think I need a writing buddy.
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“Ba ba ba, ba ba ba, bah-dum!”
Down the road aways, pushed back from the suburban borrows, by the coastal headland just a few hard from the cove, on little girl was hard at work.
Stealthily on her tiptoes she began to approach the room two doors down from hers. She quietly opened the door. The room was silent save for the repetitious hum Let the space hear, and her own low humming of her self made theme song. She crawled like an arachnid superhero over the over the objects that littered the floor. She picked her way across the shag carpet, trying not to step on anything that could possibly make noise or break under her weight.
Once she sat at the base of the bed she slipped beneath the frame to the other side. She using the end table she climbed up to the shelve that hung above the mattress. Her eyes twitched as she readied herself to jump on the mass bellow. She wiggled her little butt and sprang into action while shouting.
“Gotcha!” She giggled madly, wrapping her arms around the mound beneath the sheets. It took her a minute before the realization hit her. She drew back all the covers until she stood alone in a mess of sheets. “Ah nuggets,” she pouted.
“Hmm?” Before she knew it a translucent wall of pink rose up from below trapping her in bubble. “Hey!” She screeched. She folded her arms over her chest with a huff. There was only one person she knew who could bubble her. The bifold closet doors slid open and out strode her older brother, looking all to smug.
Steven folding his arms over his chest snickered.
“Sorry Bea not this time.”
Beatrice slapped her palms against the bubble casing. “How’d you know I was coming?” She knew her pithy slaps wouldn’t do anything to free her but it was a good way of expressing her frustration.
Steven chuckled gently kneeling in front of the bed where his sister was bubbled. “You do this every time I sleep over.”
Bea’s nose crinkled ever so slightly as she pondered what he told her. “Oh yeah,” she beamed. Her mood immediately brightened and she began to bounce up and down. “I feel, I feel like a gerbil in here. Hey can-“ One second she was happily bouncing, the next her face was flat the thin shell of pink bubble being the only thing separating it from the carpet.
“Beatrice!”
The blonde just shook her head and turned to her brother a dopey grin plastered on her freckled face. “Can I go to breakfast like this?” Her eyes, Steven could swear, they were shaped like stars. “I want to run into stuff.”
Steven rolled his eyes, “weirdo.” Her eyes were so big, so bright he couldn’t resist, “Fine.” Beatrice pumped her fist in the air. Already out the door, heading for the kitchen down the hall Steven called her.
“Come on, gerbil.”