Pearl Outfit Steven Universe Novels & Stories

“Alden's here. And he came with a guest.” “How can Alden be here?” Steven muttered, throwing a black tee on. He cast a sideways glance at Marie and saw her stunning bare legs under the F.R.I.E.N.D.S t-shirt she had on. He gave her a slow once over before pulling her to himself. She tried to wiggle out but Steven could see through her half-hearted attempts. She fit into his arms so perfectly; like he had been holding her his whole life.

She whispered softly. Stefan looked confused. That was exactly what he was here for. To apologize for his group and seek an audience for Clarissa. The pearl began to glow brighter. Its light beat back the orange and overwhelmed the room with white brilliance. The sparkly depths were alive inside, swirling and dancing. The thrumming grew with intensity. “Open your mind to what she is trying to tell you.” The purple sage murmured with awe as images suddenly assaulted his vision. “My pearl does not speak to just anyone.”

Thea bit her lip, nodding slowly though her eyes still clouded with hesitation. “And tonight,” Steve added, reaching into the drawer beside him, “wear this.” He pulled out a small velvet box and snapped it open. Inside, the delicate silver necklace gleamed under the dim light. He dangled it by the chain, the tiny pendant catching her eye. She took it carefully, running a thumb over the smooth surface. “The same one you gave me before?” “Not the same,” Steve corrected, smirking again. “Better. Just don’t forget to wear it. Every second counts.”