Based on the idea from the last thread that Steven's tears could revive a graveyard. Please be gentle as this is my first attempt at a greentext story.
>Steven gingerly held his friends in a hug as they both continued to sob.
>It had been two days since Pumpkin had died, and Steven was doing his best to comfort his mourning friends at the small pets' funeral service.
>Steven remembered being awoken that morning with a phone call from a very panicked Peridot and emotionally vacant Lapis.
>Steven had warped over to the two gems' shared house in Little Homeworld as fast as he could.
>He hadn't even crossed through the front door before Peridot and Lapis were pulling at his arm, dragging him into their home.
>They rushed Steven over to a small, plush dog bed. Nestled within the bed was Pumpkin, but she did not stir.
>Peridot could barely articulate the words she was attempting to get across, tears and snot running down her face and smudging up her signature visor.
>"W-we tried to get her to wake up for her m-morning walk, but she wouldn't move! She doesn't respond to any sounds or touch and her eyes won't open..."
>Peridot tried to continue, but at that point, she was too choked up to continue talking.
>Lapis, who had been standing silently this entire time, broke the silence.
>"Steven, this is that thing. That thing that happens to Earth things, like shattering....This is that thing called 'dead", isn't it?"
>Steven forced himself to look away from the distant look in Lapis' eyes. It had been years since that look had been on Lapis' face and he refused to let himself look in fear that he'd start to break down.
>No, he needed to be strong for his friends right now.
>Steven delicately scooped up Pumpkin's motionless body in his arms. He turned to his two friends and sadly confirmed Lapis' fears.
>And now here they were several days later-the three friends standing together at Beach City's local cemetery where they had chosen to hold a service for their fallen Pumpkin.
