Yes, crossovers. Steven Universe crossovers.
This is actually just practice for a Pikmin/SU crossover fiction i've had in mind for a while and decided to get out of the way because it's been messing with my train of thought for a while. Don't expect to see this completed anytime soon; It won't, and will never be completed. As such, it's awkwardly worded and kind of rushed.
Giant wall of text under the cut.
This is actually just practice for a Pikmin/SU crossover fiction i've had in mind for a while and decided to get out of the way because it's been messing with my train of thought for a while. Don't expect to see this completed anytime soon; It won't, and will never be completed. As such, it's awkwardly worded and kind of rushed.
Giant wall of text under the cut.
Police Deputy’s Diary, October 31st – November 1st
I’m sorry for the sudden cliffhanger. I ran into an old friend when I was writing the last entry and he invited me to a potluck over at his house. Even in my current state, I’d be crazy to turn down a chance to unwind and relax!
Have you ever heard of the expression ‘Someone is always worse off than you’? I honestly don’t see how the synthesis chamber would be anything less than true horror for anyone else, but I guess some people have their own idea of what a fate worse than death is. Actually, I think I did die in the process, but I’m not even sure. It was painful when they started cutting me open, but then everything went black… and I woke up sometime later, still strapped in the chamber and staring out the glass. I could see the gem woman outside the chamber, busy writing something down. Even though her expression didn’t change much from when I first saw it, I could tell she was pleased with me for some reason.
The panel opened, and she brought me out of that tiny cell. Good thing, too. I think I might have developed permanent claustrophobia from that. Maybe some fear of holes from the synthesis chamber itself. Sharp objects, too. After she loosened the ties from around my wrists and ankles, I ended up stumbling when I attempted to stand upright. I still felt disoriented from that wonderful example of open heart surgery. Blah. I didn’t get much of a chance to take in the area before the gem started motioning for me to follow her. I didn’t really have much of a choice, so I went along with it. As I walked, I spotted a closed off cell on the ground.
Oh hell, I completely forgot about Goro! Although I know for a fact that he’s okay now, at that moment I was actually scared for him. Yes, he’s a total jerk, but I’m sure that if he had a choice of doing jail time and open heart surgery without anesthesia, he would have picked the former. Then again, I’m just assuming. I never know what goes on with him sometimes.
I didn’t get much of a chance to think about it, though. The cell was blocked out of view when we stepped out of that area and into a hallway, and I had to focus on the gem ahead of me. Somehow, even though I had never seen her before… I knew who she was. Her name came to mind almost immediately… Peridot. Almost as if sensing my thoughts, Peridot immediately asked, “I assume you are aware of who we are now?”
I nodded. It was… weird and scary, but then again, the idea of immortal sentient rock aliens is weird even for my homeland. Just another day in my life, I guess. Peridot looked back at the hall. “Good. That means the synchronization was a success. I… suppose I shall be reporting to Yellow Diamond about that.”
Yellow Diamond… Again, I did not know this name, but I knew that she must have been VERY high ranking and could feel a shiver run down my spine upon the mention. It was at that point I realized that something was wrong; I shouldn’t even know these people, so why do I? I almost asked, but Peridot interrupted me. “It’s part of synchronizing. You will find that you know us even when you do not; It is a side effect of the rewrites to your thought processes.”
Wait, WHAT?! ‘rewrites to your thought processes’?! I don’t want my brain to be the play toy of some alien! Before I could say anything however, there was a loud alarm and a voice over the intercom. “WARNING. CELL 57 BREACHED. DISPATCHING SECURITY BOTS NOW.” Peridot huffed at that. “Why does everything I build get broken?!”
That must have been Goro! I ran back to the cell bay. The sealed cell was shattered, and I could briefly catch a reddish-orange blur jumping out of a window. I figured as much. He hated being stuck in a cell. I felt a fairly small hand grab me, and turned to see Peridot tugging me along the hallway. “I should lock this place down before the meowkie has a chance to get very far… How did he manage to escape?”
I replied, “You haven’t seen him in prisons. He’s practically Houdini now, simply chaining him to a table doesn’t work anymore.”
Peridot gave me an odd look as though I told her the moon was made of green cheese. “What’s a ‘Houdini?’”
“Never mind. The point is, he’s extremely adept at escape. You’d probably have to keep him under a LOT of lockdown to keep him imprisoned,” I said with a slight sweat as we both ran to the end of the hall and Peridot opened the door. We stepped into a control room with a window overhead and a bunch of panels and tech stuff. Peridot stepped up to the panel and started flipping switches and tapping her hand control thing, checking back on occasion. “Just a few more…”
She suddenly screamed and disintegrated, leaving behind a small green gemstone. I looked up and saw that Goro came back for something. He was carrying some weird pronged device with a smirk. “All powerful race, eh? I doubt it if y’all could go down with just a simple shock.”
I had a lot of questions going through my mind. “Goro! You came back! But… why?”
Goro turned towards me. He looked utterly confused at first, like he didn’t recognize me. A few moments later, though, his face lit up and he put down the device to pull me into a stronghold and muss up my hair with a laugh. Even in situations like this, he was still Goro. “Hey, we may be enemies most of the time, but you know something? If I didn’t mess with my friends at least once, that would be a crappy friendship.”
I actually blushed at that. He thought of me as a friend between our squabbles? Goro reached down and admired the gem before pocketing it and picking up the device as well. “This lady ain’t going to be operating any tech centers anytime soon. Now let’s get outta here before reinforcements come.”
That sounded like a desirable choice. I grabbed onto Goro tightly as he climbed up the wall and out the window. Once we were outside, I could see that we were at the bottom of a rocky valley. Next to the synthesis chambers were these odd spidery-looking devices that were long and slender, with humanoid holes in the ground below them. Creepy stuff. Goro started climbing the walls of the valley, and I could see a bunch of robots swarming the synthesis chambers below as we managed to get out of that hellhole and began running as far as possible.
It didn’t take too long before Goro pulled out a radio and started muttering something into it. I couldn’t really hear what he was saying because he was so quiet, but I occasionally heard him talking about oiling things. I assumed he was talking about cars. Sometime after the call, we could hear a loud group of roars in the distance, followed by bright lights leaping over the desert hills. I could see the faint outline of motorcycles and their riders. The Guchi Gang!
One of the meowkies pulled up on a larger motorcycle and, with a laugh, waved to us. “Hey, boss! Y’didn’t tell us you had a soft spot for fat ladies these days!”
How rude. Goro shook his head. “Nah, buddy. It’s a bit tough to explain. We gotta get going pretty fast before they catch on.” Sure enough, I could see the security bots in the distance scuttling fast towards us. The meowkie nodded and got off, taking up a seat on one of the smaller motorcycles. “Gotcha. We got your chariot all fixed up and ready to roll!”
“Cool. Thanks!” Goro laughed and pulled me up onto the cycle. We both took off into the desert along with the meowkies and left that place far behind as the moon began to rise.
--
The trip back to Muky Town wasn’t anything too noteworthy. We mostly just made small talk while riding along. At one point, I asked, “So, how did you get out of there, anyway?”
Goro gave me a funny look. “You’re kidding, right? I’ve gotten out of heavily guarded steel vaults ten feet underground and you’re asking me how I got out of a few chains and some stupid glass panel?”
Oh yeah. Dumb question. Goro snickered before looking back at the road. “After what happened in that synthesis place, I didn’t wanna be hanging around anyway. I couldn’t really see too much of what was going on, but dear god could I hear it. Your screaming could make a dog’s ears bleed. And there was a good bit of blood on your cell wall. I wasn’t about to go through that crap anytime soon!”
It WAS painful. “They drilled into my heart! I’m surprised I didn’t die from that…”
Goro looked grim. “Well… you most likely DID die. At least, your body did.”
What? But how would that be possible if I’m still alive? Almost as if sensing my question, Goro looked up. “You’re… not the same person you used to be, Mappy. Actually, I’m not even sure if your name is Mappy anymore, even if your memories are all intact.”
But I AM Mappy! Or… am I? No, that name just sounded so utterly wrong. It felt like he was talking about an entirely different person. But wait, that was my name up until then! No… No, that’s wrong, that isn’t my name. Not anymore. I had a new name now. But… what? Gah, this confusion is breaking my brain up.
Goro pulled over on the side of the road, near a small pond outside of a convenience store. “Yo, I’m just going in to get a snack or two for the trip. Stay safe, all right?”
I nodded, and he grinned back in response. “Good. I’m not going back to bail you outta there if you run off.” And with that, he entered the store. I looked at the pond while I waited. I could see the moon and the desert as a whole reflected around my being. I played around with the surface of the water, then looked at my reflection.
My reflection.
Wait a minute.
That is not my reflection.
I got up and ran into the store, where I could see Goro chatting with the store owner about something. He looked up in surprise and slight amusement. “Hey, what’s going on with you? I thought I told you to stay put!”
“Never mind that. Is there a mirror in this place?” I wanted… NEEDED reassurance that I was still the same, that the unfamiliar face in the water was just a trick of the light. Goro perked up and asked the owner something in meowkie language. He must have been translating my question, since the owner handed him a large mirror in response. Goro looked at me. “You probably saw what you looked like in the pond outside, didn’t you?”
I don’t think he even needed my confirmation to know. “Then… I hate to be the bearer of bad news, but…”
He turned the mirror around. It was the same face, the same alien, unfamiliar face staring back at me.
“You weren’t seeing things. This is you now.”
I’m sorry for the sudden cliffhanger. I ran into an old friend when I was writing the last entry and he invited me to a potluck over at his house. Even in my current state, I’d be crazy to turn down a chance to unwind and relax!
Have you ever heard of the expression ‘Someone is always worse off than you’? I honestly don’t see how the synthesis chamber would be anything less than true horror for anyone else, but I guess some people have their own idea of what a fate worse than death is. Actually, I think I did die in the process, but I’m not even sure. It was painful when they started cutting me open, but then everything went black… and I woke up sometime later, still strapped in the chamber and staring out the glass. I could see the gem woman outside the chamber, busy writing something down. Even though her expression didn’t change much from when I first saw it, I could tell she was pleased with me for some reason.
The panel opened, and she brought me out of that tiny cell. Good thing, too. I think I might have developed permanent claustrophobia from that. Maybe some fear of holes from the synthesis chamber itself. Sharp objects, too. After she loosened the ties from around my wrists and ankles, I ended up stumbling when I attempted to stand upright. I still felt disoriented from that wonderful example of open heart surgery. Blah. I didn’t get much of a chance to take in the area before the gem started motioning for me to follow her. I didn’t really have much of a choice, so I went along with it. As I walked, I spotted a closed off cell on the ground.
Oh hell, I completely forgot about Goro! Although I know for a fact that he’s okay now, at that moment I was actually scared for him. Yes, he’s a total jerk, but I’m sure that if he had a choice of doing jail time and open heart surgery without anesthesia, he would have picked the former. Then again, I’m just assuming. I never know what goes on with him sometimes.
I didn’t get much of a chance to think about it, though. The cell was blocked out of view when we stepped out of that area and into a hallway, and I had to focus on the gem ahead of me. Somehow, even though I had never seen her before… I knew who she was. Her name came to mind almost immediately… Peridot. Almost as if sensing my thoughts, Peridot immediately asked, “I assume you are aware of who we are now?”
I nodded. It was… weird and scary, but then again, the idea of immortal sentient rock aliens is weird even for my homeland. Just another day in my life, I guess. Peridot looked back at the hall. “Good. That means the synchronization was a success. I… suppose I shall be reporting to Yellow Diamond about that.”
Yellow Diamond… Again, I did not know this name, but I knew that she must have been VERY high ranking and could feel a shiver run down my spine upon the mention. It was at that point I realized that something was wrong; I shouldn’t even know these people, so why do I? I almost asked, but Peridot interrupted me. “It’s part of synchronizing. You will find that you know us even when you do not; It is a side effect of the rewrites to your thought processes.”
Wait, WHAT?! ‘rewrites to your thought processes’?! I don’t want my brain to be the play toy of some alien! Before I could say anything however, there was a loud alarm and a voice over the intercom. “WARNING. CELL 57 BREACHED. DISPATCHING SECURITY BOTS NOW.” Peridot huffed at that. “Why does everything I build get broken?!”
That must have been Goro! I ran back to the cell bay. The sealed cell was shattered, and I could briefly catch a reddish-orange blur jumping out of a window. I figured as much. He hated being stuck in a cell. I felt a fairly small hand grab me, and turned to see Peridot tugging me along the hallway. “I should lock this place down before the meowkie has a chance to get very far… How did he manage to escape?”
I replied, “You haven’t seen him in prisons. He’s practically Houdini now, simply chaining him to a table doesn’t work anymore.”
Peridot gave me an odd look as though I told her the moon was made of green cheese. “What’s a ‘Houdini?’”
“Never mind. The point is, he’s extremely adept at escape. You’d probably have to keep him under a LOT of lockdown to keep him imprisoned,” I said with a slight sweat as we both ran to the end of the hall and Peridot opened the door. We stepped into a control room with a window overhead and a bunch of panels and tech stuff. Peridot stepped up to the panel and started flipping switches and tapping her hand control thing, checking back on occasion. “Just a few more…”
She suddenly screamed and disintegrated, leaving behind a small green gemstone. I looked up and saw that Goro came back for something. He was carrying some weird pronged device with a smirk. “All powerful race, eh? I doubt it if y’all could go down with just a simple shock.”
I had a lot of questions going through my mind. “Goro! You came back! But… why?”
Goro turned towards me. He looked utterly confused at first, like he didn’t recognize me. A few moments later, though, his face lit up and he put down the device to pull me into a stronghold and muss up my hair with a laugh. Even in situations like this, he was still Goro. “Hey, we may be enemies most of the time, but you know something? If I didn’t mess with my friends at least once, that would be a crappy friendship.”
I actually blushed at that. He thought of me as a friend between our squabbles? Goro reached down and admired the gem before pocketing it and picking up the device as well. “This lady ain’t going to be operating any tech centers anytime soon. Now let’s get outta here before reinforcements come.”
That sounded like a desirable choice. I grabbed onto Goro tightly as he climbed up the wall and out the window. Once we were outside, I could see that we were at the bottom of a rocky valley. Next to the synthesis chambers were these odd spidery-looking devices that were long and slender, with humanoid holes in the ground below them. Creepy stuff. Goro started climbing the walls of the valley, and I could see a bunch of robots swarming the synthesis chambers below as we managed to get out of that hellhole and began running as far as possible.
It didn’t take too long before Goro pulled out a radio and started muttering something into it. I couldn’t really hear what he was saying because he was so quiet, but I occasionally heard him talking about oiling things. I assumed he was talking about cars. Sometime after the call, we could hear a loud group of roars in the distance, followed by bright lights leaping over the desert hills. I could see the faint outline of motorcycles and their riders. The Guchi Gang!
One of the meowkies pulled up on a larger motorcycle and, with a laugh, waved to us. “Hey, boss! Y’didn’t tell us you had a soft spot for fat ladies these days!”
How rude. Goro shook his head. “Nah, buddy. It’s a bit tough to explain. We gotta get going pretty fast before they catch on.” Sure enough, I could see the security bots in the distance scuttling fast towards us. The meowkie nodded and got off, taking up a seat on one of the smaller motorcycles. “Gotcha. We got your chariot all fixed up and ready to roll!”
“Cool. Thanks!” Goro laughed and pulled me up onto the cycle. We both took off into the desert along with the meowkies and left that place far behind as the moon began to rise.
--
The trip back to Muky Town wasn’t anything too noteworthy. We mostly just made small talk while riding along. At one point, I asked, “So, how did you get out of there, anyway?”
Goro gave me a funny look. “You’re kidding, right? I’ve gotten out of heavily guarded steel vaults ten feet underground and you’re asking me how I got out of a few chains and some stupid glass panel?”
Oh yeah. Dumb question. Goro snickered before looking back at the road. “After what happened in that synthesis place, I didn’t wanna be hanging around anyway. I couldn’t really see too much of what was going on, but dear god could I hear it. Your screaming could make a dog’s ears bleed. And there was a good bit of blood on your cell wall. I wasn’t about to go through that crap anytime soon!”
It WAS painful. “They drilled into my heart! I’m surprised I didn’t die from that…”
Goro looked grim. “Well… you most likely DID die. At least, your body did.”
What? But how would that be possible if I’m still alive? Almost as if sensing my question, Goro looked up. “You’re… not the same person you used to be, Mappy. Actually, I’m not even sure if your name is Mappy anymore, even if your memories are all intact.”
But I AM Mappy! Or… am I? No, that name just sounded so utterly wrong. It felt like he was talking about an entirely different person. But wait, that was my name up until then! No… No, that’s wrong, that isn’t my name. Not anymore. I had a new name now. But… what? Gah, this confusion is breaking my brain up.
Goro pulled over on the side of the road, near a small pond outside of a convenience store. “Yo, I’m just going in to get a snack or two for the trip. Stay safe, all right?”
I nodded, and he grinned back in response. “Good. I’m not going back to bail you outta there if you run off.” And with that, he entered the store. I looked at the pond while I waited. I could see the moon and the desert as a whole reflected around my being. I played around with the surface of the water, then looked at my reflection.
My reflection.
Wait a minute.
That is not my reflection.
I got up and ran into the store, where I could see Goro chatting with the store owner about something. He looked up in surprise and slight amusement. “Hey, what’s going on with you? I thought I told you to stay put!”
“Never mind that. Is there a mirror in this place?” I wanted… NEEDED reassurance that I was still the same, that the unfamiliar face in the water was just a trick of the light. Goro perked up and asked the owner something in meowkie language. He must have been translating my question, since the owner handed him a large mirror in response. Goro looked at me. “You probably saw what you looked like in the pond outside, didn’t you?”
I don’t think he even needed my confirmation to know. “Then… I hate to be the bearer of bad news, but…”
He turned the mirror around. It was the same face, the same alien, unfamiliar face staring back at me.
“You weren’t seeing things. This is you now.”