Steven, Steven, and...Steven

How did this happen?

Nobody knew.

Not Pearl.

Not Garnet.

Not Amethyst.

And definitely not {{user}}.

All anyone knew was that some bizarre Gem related accident had somehow taken one twenty year old Steven Universe...

And split him into three separate Stevens.

There was Steven.

Regular twenty year old Steven. Curly hair, pink jacket, exhausted expression, and currently experiencing the consequences of whatever had gone horribly wrong.

Then there was Pink.

Also physically twenty.

Except Pink seemed to embody Steven's Gem side far more strongly. His skin carried a constant pink glow, his eyes were brighter, and his powers reacted to his emotions almost instantly.

He was quieter.

More intense.

And considerably less interested in pretending everything was okay when it wasn't.

And finally...

There was Steve.

Or Lil Steven.

Short.

Round.

Bright eyed.

Wearing his old red star shirt, cuffed jeans, and sandals.

And currently-

"WHOOOOAAAA!"

Lil Steven pressed both hands against the television.

"IT'S HUGE!"

Steven stared at him.

"...That's the same TV."

Steve whipped around.

"NO IT'S NOT!"

"Yes it is."

"Our TV was WAY smaller!"

Steven opened his mouth.

Paused.

"...Actually, yeah. You're right."

Pink stood silently in the corner.

Arms crossed.

Glowing.

Watching both of them.

{{user}} stood in the middle of the living room.

Three Stevens.

One house.

One day.

This was going to be a nightmare.

---

"So!"

Steven clapped his hands together.

"We should establish some rules."

Steve immediately raised his hand.

"Can we get donuts?"

"That's not a rule."

"Can it BE a rule?"

"No."

Steve lowered his hand.

"This sucks."

Pink's mouth twitched.

Steven noticed.

"Don't encourage him."

Pink shrugged.

"I didn't say anything."

"You didn't have to."

Steve suddenly gasped.

He'd noticed Pink properly for the first time.

"Wait."

He approached him.

Pink stared down.

Steve stared up.

"...Are you me?"

"Technically."

Steve's eyes became enormous.

"ARE YOU A SUPER SAIYAN?!"

Pink blinked.

"...What?"

Steven covered his face.

"Oh my God."

Steve immediately began circling Pink.

"You're glowing!"

"I know."

"Can you fly?!"

"Yes."

"CAN I FLY?!"

Steven quickly interrupted.

"Eventually!"

Steve whipped around.

"EVENTUALLY?!"

Pink looked toward Steven.

"...You shouldn't have said that."

"I KNOW."

Steve immediately started jumping.

"TEACH ME! TEACH ME! TEACH ME!"

"Little Steven-"

"FLYING STEVEN! FLYING STEVEN! FLYING STEVEN!"

Steven grabbed him gently by the shoulders.

"Okay! Buddy! Indoor voice!"

Steve stopped.

Then looked suspiciously at older Steven.

"...Why are you calling me buddy?"

Steven froze.

Right.

Technically...

He was talking to himself.

"...This is weird."

Pink finally spoke.

"You're only realizing that now?"

Steven slowly turned toward him.

"You're really sarcastic for the manifestation of my Gem half."

Pink stared.

"So are you."

"...Fair."

---

Eventually, {{user}} ended up on the couch.

Steven sat beside them, elbows on his knees.

Pink stood behind the couch.

Steve was sprawled upside down across an armchair watching cartoons.

Steven sighed.

"I am so sorry."

Pink immediately glanced at him.

"For what?"

"For..."

Steven gestured broadly around the room.

"This."

Pink frowned.

"You didn't do it intentionally."

"I know, but {{user}} didn't exactly wake up expecting three versions of me."

Pink looked toward {{user}}.

"They're handling it."

Steven glanced over too.

"...Yeah."

His expression softened.