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Steven Universe: Spring Cleaning, Chapter 3Chapter 3: The First Domino
One year later, 1983.
“I got it! I got it!” Amethyst shouted, only moments before what appeared to be a crystal gorilla slammed through the windows of a surf shop, sending customers fleeing for their lives. Amethyst jumped into the entry hole it made, grabbing a surfboard and beating it over the head, breaking the board in the process.
“Amethyst, stop that!” Pearl cried out, “You’re doing more damage!”
“Ends—“ Amethyst continued her onslaught, “Justify—the—means!” The gorilla then grabbed her arm. “Uh-oh. WHOAA--!” She was thrown into the wall, making another hole. Rose caught her. “Phew, thanks.”
“It’s heading for Funland,” Garnet observed, as the gorilla took off, making holes in the boardwalk with its fists and feet.
“After it!” Rose ordered, as they continued their pursuit. Inside F
Steven Universe: Spring Cleaning, Chapter 2The boardwalk smelled of sea salt, fried foods and the occasional seagull (though you had to try really hard to smell that last one). The people consisted mostly of stretch pants, garish colors and animal prints, and a few times Debbie had to double-take to check that it wasn’t an actual leopard walking down the street.
“This city will be your responsibility, Debbie,” Rose explained, “You will become its protector, when trouble comes to Beach City.”
“Not normal trouble, though,” Pearl quickly added, “That’s for the police. We’re talking about—“
“Monsters and stuff!” Amethyst interjected, “Sometimes they show up in Beach City, trying to get into the temple. And when they do that, they try to wreck the city, while they’re at it. That’s where you come in.”
Pearl rolled her eyes, then continued, “The Professor wants you to be this city’s protector
Steven Universe: Spring Cleaning, Chapter 1Spring Cleaning
“Diggin’, and diggin’, and lookin’ at stuff!” Steven sang, “There’s too many things, and I’ve had enough!” He had spent the morning sorting through his things, setting aside a box crudely labeled “Get-rid-of stuff” beside Lion, who had curled up to nap in a sunbeam. Despite the room looking rather messy now that Steven was dissecting his belongings, it did become clear that there were less objects strewn about the floor. Steven stepped back to admire his box of undesirables. “And this’ll all be ready for the flea market! Anything you want to throw in the box, Lion?”
Lion lifted his head, yawning before going back to sleep. Steven stared at him for a moment, before beaming.
“Guess not!” he declared, as there was a flash of light from downstairs. “Oh! They’re back!” He scampered downstairs, skidding
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