(I'm so sorry this is late I totally forgot fgjfhvggfhjhbv Im an idiot)

  Steven appeared with a poof. He looked at the sleeping Connie, tear after tear plopping onto the floor below him. He felt guilty for prying out the sorrow starting to bury inside his friends, but it had to be done. "Right," His finger rose up to his cheek and swiftly removed the tears that were staining his face. "Here I come, guys." 

  After visiting the other Gems, he stopped at his father's bedside, his tears forming a puddle on the wooden floor he had once walked on. After calming himself down with a deep breath, he jumped right into Greg's dreams. Greg was dreaming about Steven singing the song he wrote for the OG CGs so many years ago. The sight pulled the long-forgotten memory from Steven's subconscious, causing him to be fully immersed in the dream, remembering the good times from long ago. He sat down, giggles escaping from his gaping mouth, with tears as clear as glass but as pink as quartzes splashing onto the soft sand below, making him seem as if he was a maniac. The scene played out before Steven, him reliving one of the happiest moments in his life. Mini Steven finished the song and gigging in the same way as ghost Steven, wobbled back into the cave with the OG Crystal Gems. Present Steven's gaze returned to Greg, who was still seated inside the van, weeping. Steven walked over to him, pondering what he should say to him, as he was too mentally unstable to meet with his son. He decided, and sat down next to his sobbing father, saying, "Dad. I'm here for you. Don't cry so much over me, ok? I'll be here whenever you need me. Wipe your tears and we'll talk, alright?" Steven used his finger to wipe away Greg's tears, but they simply kept falling. "Ste-Steven? Is- is that really y-you?" Greg inquired, with a face stained with tears.