>Steven Universe. Yes, I know alllll about *him*.
>Hold it, Q. You're stalking little frickin' kids now?
>Oh, he may look like a child, Green Arrow. But he's no kid. What if I told you that there were an alien race of sentient gemstones tucked in a far-off corner of the galaxy? And what if I told you that these "Gems" were a race of CONQUERORS? For millennia, they've gone from world to world, slaughtering the populi of a thousand species, then claiming their worlds as "nurseries", using their natural mineral stockpiles as a means to birth new members of their species? And that they over-mined these worlds until they were nothing but dead husks?
>Ok. Well that sounds *bad*. But what does it have to do with some fat kid from California?
>EVERYTHING, Arrow. He's not a human, he's one of THEM. A Gem, marked by the rose quartz in his stomach. The Gems aren't some far away threat, they're HERE. On Earth. Their nursery is already partially complete, I've seen it with my own eyes. All it would take is a few years and they'd turn our own natural resources into an army to use against us! And this Steven is an *interloper*, cavorting with the Gems' Diamonds, their leadership caste. Here, look at these photographs. Attending weddings, *bathing* together --
>Is it legal to have these photos
>COMMISERATION AND COLLABORATION WITH THE ENEMY, GREEN ARROW! These Gems have dark designs for our world, and Steven knows what they are!