Your POV

Steven and Connie is getting a bag of fry bits from Beach City Walk Fries from Peedee. I only ordered one bag of fries.I don't know why he likes the bits when he can eat the fries themselves. I just shrugged it off and we took our food.

Steven:Thanks for the bits Peedee. *walks off* Oh, and tell Ronaldo i hope his weird rash cleans up soon.

Y/N: What has he even been doing?

The three of us sat on a bench and began eating our food.

Steven: Life can really get intense, huh?

Connie: Yeah, especially your life. let's see, alien abduction.

Steven: Going to a weird zoo for humans in space

Connie: And sneaking out past a pair of intergalactic tyrants!

Steven and Connie laughed together while I just smiled while looking at these two have fun.

Connie: What about you Y/N? What did you do when you stayed back in Homeworld?

Y/N: Well.......I wiped out an entire species since they were a threat to.......well....everything. Went to a mission to find an ancient artifact. Why am I saying ancient? An artifact already is ancient. Trained some of the combatants and did some maintenance around Homeworld and that's about it.

Steven: *takes a fry bit from the bag and lists it up to the sky* Well, it's nice to know that we can still have peaceful days like this without any trouble.

Y/N: Agreed. It's been a few weeks since the last mission.

Steven flicks the fry bit and attempted to catch it in his mouth, but fails, and he laughs while i did the same thing but I caught it.

Connie: Almost.

???: *yelling* Hey, kid!

Steven and Connie and myself look over and spot a person speaking through a megaphone by his car.

Doug: Drop those fry bits! Drop em'!

Steven: Oh no. It's the cops!

Y/N: Steven? What have you been doing?

Connie: Huh?

Steven: All these years of ordering off menu have finally come back to taunt me!

Y/N: You mean haunt you?

Connie: Steven, that's not even a police car, it's just-

Steven: I surrender *gets off the bench and runs towards Doug* I knew I was breaking the rules but I did it anyway! The bits had their hooks one meeeeeee.

Y/N: *carries Steven while he is making a derpy face* YOU WILL NEVER TAKE US ALIVE!!!!

Connie: *runs over to us while laughing* Dad, quit joking around!

Doug: Come on. Connie I almost had him *takes the megaphone away from his mouth*

Steven: Mr. Maheswaran!? *sighs in relief as I let go of him and collapses to the ground*

Doug:*puts his megaphone in the car and walks over to Steven* Wow, I didn't think he would take that seriously. * squats down* You okay there Steven?

Steven: Oh, yeah, I love it down here.

Doug: Hey Painite.

Y/N: Hey Doug.By the way you can call me Y/N from now.

Doug: Y/N huh? Who thought of it?

Steven stood up and Connie was beside me, I gave them both a pat on the head while they both just smiled.

Y/N: These two bundle of joy.

Doug: Ah and how's my swashbuckling swashbuckler doing?

Connie: I'm good.

Doug: You know, Steven, maybe you're dehydrated. probably from eating all that garbage before dinner. 

Steven: Respectfully, fry bits are not garbage.

Connie: Don't worry, Steven, he's just messing with you

Doug: *chuckles* Sorry Steven. Let's get you up.

The four of us walked over to Doug's car.

Y/N: So Doug, what brings you here?

Doug: *takes a note from his car* I'm out here on a  job actually. The private security company I work for got a call from a Mr...Harold Smiley, stating that someone's been lurking around Funland after hours. So I'll be here all night. on...*grabs his glasses and the lenses shine* A stakeout!

Y/N: Nice.

Steven: Whoa, a stakeout!

Connie: Dad that's so cool!

Doug: Yeah, it is pretty cool, huh? Protecting the citizens of Beach City. Just like you guys!

Connie: Wouldn't that be fun Steven?

Steven: Yeah! I'd love to go on a stakeout sometime.

Doug: Maybe you guys, could help out tonight.

Y/N: Sure.

Steven/Connie: What?!

Connie: Even though we're not officially sanctioned security personel?

Y/N: Connie, both of you are trained by me to protect each other when I'm not with you, so it's easy to say that you already qualified.

Doug: He's right, but hey, why not?It's probably just some kid loitering- Hey, kid!

Doug calls out Onion, leaning against a lampost, and waves at Doug. How did I not notice him? Kid's got some serious sneaky skills.

Doug: Yes, hello!? The sign above you says "no loitering"!

Onion just shrugs and walked off. An obedient and weird kid.

Doug: They get younger every year. So, ya'll ready for this? Some of these teens can use some pretty strong language.

Y/N: I'm down!

Connie: Hey Steven, you wanna help ruin some teen's night?

Steven: Always.

Timeskip night-time by the entrance of Funland

The three of us join Doug in his stakeout in his car, parked outside of Funland.

Steven: *whispering* Coast is all clear behind us.

Connie:Things seem pretty quiet so far.

Y/N: Perhaps too quiet.

Doug: Well yeah, nobody's gonna even try hopping the fence with us here. But you never know, sometimes, I actually leave the car.

Steven/Connie:Wow!

Doug:I'm sure you guys do lots of waiting when you're saving the world. It can't be all "bam pow" action all the time.

Steven:Aww, I wish. There's a lot of fighting, I mean, I kind of inherited an intergalactic war.

Connie:*rummages through a box in the car* Hey Dad, what's this box?

Doug: Oh, I just... confiscated that from a kid who was shoplifting in a costume shop.

Y/N: Damn brat. Shoplifting.

Steven:Woah! *takes a fake mustache out and puts it on* You could totally use these for disguises! Don't you ever need to go.. Undercover?

Doug: How do you know I'm not undercover right now? *takes off his glasses*

Steven and Connie looked suprised while I had a raised eyebrow.

Doug: Just kidding. *chuckles* I need these to see. But if you guys want to play with that stuff, go ahead.

Y/N: Don't risk walking around if you have poor eyesight.

Connie: Okay, well I want to be undercover. I'll be.. *wears a red hat and coat* Veronica Cucamonga.

Steven:*wears a green cap, and in an Italian accent* It's a-me, Peter Pizzapoppolis, from Italia!

Connie:Pizzapoppolis? That sounds Greek. You sure you don't want anything Dad? There's a clown nose back here. *squeaks the clown nose*

Doug:No thanks, being a security guard is no joke. Which is why, they equip us with these. *pulls out a flashlight*

Connie:Wow, a flashlight!

Doug:Yeah. It gets pretty dark out there.

Steven: What about you Y/N? You wanna use a disguise?

Y/N: Give me a sec. Get out of the car.

Then we got out of the car and I positioned myself in front of them. I decided to alter my looks and light suddenly started surrounding my body. Steven and Connie had stars in their eyes wondering how I'll look like.

My gem flashed a bright light and I finally had the look I wanted. I wore a trench coat. A black one.

And I had a mask on

Steven: Woah!

Connie: So cool!

Y/N: You can call me *materialized a butterfly knife using War Smith and did some tricks with it* The Chameleon.

Doug: Woah! You're not going to really use that knife are you?

Y/N: Nah. I only demonstrated the weapon. I'm not going to use it. *puts it in his pocket*

A loud crash is then heard.

Doug:What was that!?

The four of us walked up to the locked front gates of the fun fair, finding out it has been broken in.

Steven:Mama mia the fence-a!

Doug:How on Earth did this happen? If this were some punk with a pair of bolt cutters, this would have been a clean cut. *leans down and grabs a piece of the broken fence* But this chain looks like it was torn apart. This was no kid.

Connie: Well, if it wasn't a misguided teen, what could it be?

Doug: It's up to us to find out! Sounds like we better investigate. Cucamonga, Pizzapoppolis, Chameleon.

Y/N: Vers l'avant

( French for the word forward )

Connie:Right!

Steven:Right-a!

The we begin walking into the fun fair, when Connie notices a ripped piece of fabric on the broken fence.

Connie:Huh? *picks up the fabric and puts it in her pocket*

Doug:Hello? This is security! You are trespassing on private property. Do not attempt to make yourself a corn dog. Funland Incorporated is not liable for the harm you may incur on trying to operate a deep fryer without a license.

Steven:You need a license to operate a deep fryer?

Y/N: Really?

Another loud crash is heard.

ConnieWoah.

A big shadow appears in the light beam of Doug's flashlight.

Doug:Hey, stop right there!

The four us ran towards the shadow and takes cover behind a booth.

Doug:Follow my lead.

Then they all somersault one-by-one across the ground while I vaulted over it and Doug shines his flashlight ahead.

Doug: Don't move!

There is no one is sight ahead.

Y/N: Merde!

Connie: Did we lose them?

Steven:Which a-way did they go so fast-a?

Doug: Mouths closed, eyes and ears open.

The trio cups their hands around their ears to listen out for any sound, while I closed my eyes and listened closely. And then we heard the door of the Hyper Space ride creaking.

Doug:Bad move chump, that space ship's permanently earthbound.

The four of us run into the ride.

Doug:Gotcha! I mean freeze! Oh, man.

Doug shines his flashlight around, finding no one inside the ride.

Doug:Are we dealing with some sort of escape artist?

Y/N: Or a slippery kid.

Connie:*walks up to the control panel in the center* Hey Steven, maybe we should get our weapons.

Doug:That won't be necessary. We're not here to escalate the situation. Besides, a good security guard only needs their trusty flashlight.

Y/N: Actually a good security guard is trusted with a weapon. A Gauge Pump Action Shotgun commonly or a P.99 or a Revolver.

Suddenly, the door of the ride creaks and slams behind Doug.

Doug:Hey! *pulls on the door handle* Open up this instant!

Connie:Yeah, let us out!

Connie and Steven assist Doug in attempting to open the door, when the lights turn on, and the ride starts moving. Oh shit.

Steven/Connie:The ride's moving!

The four of us are forced against the walls of the ride, as it spins them around at a high speed.

Connie:We gotta shut it off!

Doug:Don't worry! I'll just use my trusty flashlight!

Doug throws the flashlight towards the "Off" button of the control panel, but the force of the spinning ride prevents it from reaching at all.

Steven:Oh no!

Connie:The laws of physics!

The flashlight flies back towards Doug, hitting him in the face.

Doug:Ouch!

Connie:You okay, dad?

Doug:Yeah, I've got a new idea, though. This time, I'll throw it at a angle!

Connie:Dad, I don't think that'll work-

Doug:Go!

Y/N: No Doug don't!

Doug throws the flashlight again, causing it to bounce all around the ride and hitting the three of them in the head multiple times. The trio screams in panic as the ride keeps on spinning.

Steven:We got to get out of this
s.p.i.c.y meat-a-ball!

Steven pushes himself off the wall but won't budge. I grabbed him and threw him and lands on the center of the ride.

StevenHey, this part isn't moving at all!

Connie/ Y/N:Steven!

Doug*gets hit by the flashlight again* Augh!

StevenSorry!

Steven pushes the "Off" button on the control panel, and the ride stops. Steven kicks the door open and the trio crawl out of the ride groaning while I ran out vomitting the fries I ate earlier today.

Doug:Listen, you... bodybuilding escape artist criminal. This isn't a game. You've endangered a officer of the law and two small children. Show yourself before you get into serious trouble!

Connie:Steven, do you think it's some sort of... Gem Mutant or Monster?

Steven:It could be, but, it trapped us. The monsters and mutants aren't that smart.

Connie:Could, we be dealing with a Homeworld Gem?

Y/N: Possibly but we don't know.

Doug:Homeworld? Gem? Mutant? I, uhh... Well, whatever it is, if someone's trespassing, they'll have to answer to me!

Doug switches the batteries of his flashlight and shines it on his face, casting an intimidating shadow on his face. The trio then continues searching around Funland for the trespasser.

Connie:It's so.. quiet.

Y/N: Too quiet.

The streetlights suddenly turn on and music starts playing, causing the trio to gasp in shock while I baced myself for what's to come.

Doug:I can't believe this. They're mocking us! Show yourself! What is it that you want here?! Prizes? Fun? You think this is the place to get your kicks? *approaches the ring toss booth* You sick monster. Destroying the sanctity of this land of fun!

A small shadow appears above the ring toss booth.

Connie:Behind you!

The fence enclosing the ring toss booth almost falls onto Doug. I rammed him out of the way and the fence fell on me instead.

Connie:Dad!

Steven:Mr. Maheswaren!

Doug:Ughh... Don't worry, I'm fine. Just-

Y/N: Yeah don't worry about me. I'll be fine.

Then they lifted the fence and I stood up and the shadow ran past us and I started running after it leaving the trio behind.

Doug:*gasps* There they are!

Connie:Come on Steven! *begins chasing the shadow*

Doug:I'm right behind you!

ConnieYou're not getting away this time!

Y/N: Come on!

The shadow knocks over a trash can. I which I jumped over while Connie and Steven simply run past, and a gumball machine, causing gumballs to scatter across the ground.

And I grabbed onto the ledge of a stand and started moving sideways until I am out of the area full of gumballs.

Connie: That's a lot of gumballs!

Steven: Jump!

Connie jumps and Steven grabs her hands, floating the two of them over the gumballs. I eventually chase the shadow to a dead end and Connie and Steven went right beside me.

Y/N: Show yourself!

Connie: It's time to give up!

Steven: There's no way out!

Doug: Gumballs? A-A-Aaah!

Doug trips over the gumballs and falls behind of Connie and Steven. He then gets up and walks towards them.

Doug: Huh... Hey, kids.

Connie: The culprits at the end of this corner, Dad.

Y/N: Go ahead Doug. Unveil the suspect.

Doug: Good work you three. Now, let's shed some light on this subject *turns his flashlight on and shines it ahead*
Steven: Wait... Onion!

Onion turns and looks towards them squinting.

Doug: You? What are you doing here? We're in the middle of a very important investigation.

Connie: Dad, I think this is who's been causing all this trouble.

Steven: Onion, it's me, Steven. *takes his fake mustache and cap off* Steven Universe.

Y/N: *takes off mask* It's us Onion!

Onion runs up to me and starts murmuring frantically, hiding behind me.

Steven: That's just Mr. Maheswaren. Oh my gosh, did you think a bunch of strangers were chasing you? No wonder you were trying to throw us off your trail. Onion, everything's okay.

Onion smiles and steps back.

Doug: *walks up to Onion* It can't just be a kid! It doesn't make any since! What about that huge shadow?

Connie turns Doug's flashlight on and shines it on Onion, casting a big shadow behind him.

Connie: I think the flashlight just made him look big.

Doug: But the fence was ripped apart!

Steven: I have seen him use a blowtorch before.

Connie: *reveals the fabric she found earlier* I also found this piece of fabric stuck in the fence.

The trio look over at Onion, who notices a tear in the heel of his clothes.

Doug:*groans* Of course. It's never actually something.

Connie:What's wrong?

Doug:Nothing's wrong, it's just... My job isn't the exhilarating adventures you've been having with Steven. Or the life-threatening emergencies your mom deals with at the hospital. The most action I see is telling kids to quit loitering around. I was hoping maybe you'd get to see me take on a serious job. But, I guess all I'm good at is being your silly, old dad. *trips on a gumball and falls, grunting*

Connie: You're right, you are silly. But that's why I like hanging out with you. I've got enough serious things going on in my life. Sometimes I just wanna spend time with my dad. *smiles*

Y/N: Being a guard is sometimes a great honor.

Doug: *smiles back* Thanks. You're a keeper, Veronica Cucamonga.

Connie laughs at her dad's silliness.

The trio leads Onion out of the fun fair while I heard something....or someone pass behind me. I eventually followed the three and headed outside Funland.

Doug: Well, kid. This may have been a big misunderstanding. But you're still in trouble for this fence.

Onion looks at the fence and shakes his head.

Doug:Oh, yes you are.

Steven: Just let him off the hook on this one. We already scared him straight.

Connie:The law must be different for someone his age.

Then Onion went near me and tugged the end of my coat.

Y/N: What is it Onion?

I knelt down to him and he was whispering something to me. I can understand what he's saying since Vidalia taught me.

Onion: *inaudible wispering*

Y/N: Who was it?

Onion: *inaudible whispering*

Y/N: Did you see who it is?....No?
*sigh* At least you're safe.

Connie: What is it Y/N?

Y/N: Onion was running, not because of us...

Steven: Then why is he running?

Y/N: Someone was chasing him. He couldn't see what it is...or who it is.

Doug: How did he break the fence?

Y/N: It wasn't him. He used the rides and the gumballs to stop the pursuer. I'm coming back here tommorow night. Something's wrong, I can feel it.

Doug: *sighs* You learned your lesson?

Onion does a single nod.

Doug: Then you're free to go.

The four of us then got into Doug's car. Doug starts up the engine as Steven waves goodbye to Onion.

Doug: And rememember kid, no loitering. *backs the car up* I don't know how I'm gonna explain this back at the office.

Onion watches the car leave, as a large shadow and a smaller shadow with wings appear behind Onion. Eerie music begins to play, as Onion turns around in shock.

And Finished

Finally I can upload an image. Turns out both Wattpad and our Wi-fi is being trashy. But eventually they un-fuck themselves. Hope you liked the chapter, this is YoBoyMcFly and I will see you all in the next chapter.

Mcfly signing off