Bluebird's Binge

*GUOOOOOOORP!*

Steven was jolted awake by the sound of an earth-shattering belch, and growled in frustration as he rolled over on his side and wrapped his blanket tighter around him.

"Amethyst... could you keep it down? Please? Trying to sleep here..."

*URRRRRRRRRRP!*

Steven doubted she could hear him thanks to how low his voice was, yet the timing of that second roaring belch was uncanny.

"Amethyst, come on! I went to bed late last night, so please-"

*BRAAAAAAAAARP!* "Ooooog..."

Steven suddenly perked up, and sat alertly in bed. It was only a groan, but thanks to living with Amethyst most of his life, he could tell that wasn't her voice, or any of the his other Gem friends for that matter. It sounded weirdly familiar, but he couldn't quite place it. It did however stir up enough anger for him to growl in frustration and summon his shield.

"HEY! Whoever you are, will you cut it out?!"

Steven stomped down the stairs, but when he got to the kitchen he was flabbergasted when he discovered the identity of the intruder.

"Bluebird?! Wha- What did you DO to yourself?!"

A fusion between a sociopathic Aquamarine and a particularly mean little Ruby, Bluebird Azurite was normally just as tiny as her components and barely came up to Steven's chest. She was still rather small now, but that was only as far as height went. Width was another story altogether. She had almost literally ballooned up in size and laid flat on her back, pinned down by her gargantuan gut which rose so far into the air it was almost as tall as Amethyst. It wobbled and sloshed around like an overinflated red-and-blue water balloon, and was gurgling so loudly that Steven was surprised that he couldn't hear it from up in his bedroom. Even more surprising was the fact that her suit jacket was still in one piece and had stretched out to accommodate Bluebird's round frame, but it wasn't capable of covering all of it and had been reduced to a crop-top in the process. Steven couldn't help but stare as Bluebird suddenly began kicking all four of her stubby little legs.

"OI! I 'eard you, Steven Universe! Hngh... come over 'ere and face me like a man!"

Already feeling a migraine setting in, Steven licked his fingers and gave his aching temples a much-needed healing spit massage before walking to where he could see Bluebird's face, which had shifted to a slightly sea green hue. But as nauseous as she was, she didn't let it get her down as she smiled brilliantly up at him.

"Top'o the morning to you, tubby!" she sneered at Steven, who raised an eyebrow as he fought the temptation to say anything about her roundness, "Did you sleep well last noight?"

"Kinda," Steven said before sighing. "What did you want, Bluebird?"

"Oh, nothin' much! I-" Bluebird was interrupted by another explosion of a belch. "Agh... I was just floying by the neighbor'ood and figured I may as well see 'ow my least fav'rite person in the whole wide world was doing! But I got a lil' bit sidetracked in the process, as you can see..."

She slapped her swollen middle like a drum, causing it to jiggle like crazy and in the process, stir up enough gas for another burp. Steven noticed that all around Bluebird were a ton of empty food containers scattered around: pizza boxes, tubs of ice cream, egg cartons, lunch meat packages...

"You raided my fridge, didn't you?"

"Ha, JUST your fridge?! Don't be silly, luv! I aimed a lot 'oigher than that!"

Steven looked around and noticed that the kitchen cabinet doors were all hanging ajar, with nothing left inside except for a few empty "Chaaaaps" bags and cereal boxes.

"Oh, I see..." Steven sighed and held a hand to his forehead. "You ate ALL my food..."

"That I did, tubby! That I did indeed!" Bluebird boasted as she clasped her hands to her stomach and began drumming her fingers on it's surface. "You were a real porker back when you were a lil'un, and even now you've got a bit of a gut on ya! So I figured: what better way is there to hurt a fatty than to hit 'im in his stomach?! And so: I ATE THE LOT!"

Bluebird threw her hands into the sky and belted out an impressive, if screechy bit of evil laughter while Steven simply stared ahead in complete silence. Taking his lack of a retort as a statement of defeat, Bluebird flashed her tooth gap in a nasty little grin.

"Aw, what's the matter luv? Is your tummy rumbling? GOOD! That'll teach ya to cross me!"

Steven exhaled sharply through his nose and rolled his eyes.

"Get a life, Bluebird."

He turned around and headed back upstairs, wiping the smug smirk off of Bluebird's face in the process.

"OI! Where do ya think you're goin'?!"

"To bed. I've still got an hour before my alarm goes off."

"Oh, no you don't! As long as OIM around, you'll NEVER get a good noight's sleep!"

Bluebird puffed out her cheeks and strained like crazy as she slowly, clumsily sat up and lifted her bloated body into the air with a set of watery wings. She managed to lift herself a foot off the ground, her gut precariously sloshing and bouncing around in the process... until she suddenly came crashing back down to Earth. She cried out as her stomach squished against the ground, which was followed by a foundation shaking belch before her physical form fell apart from the impact and left a bloated Aquamarine and an overengorged Ruby in her place.

"AGH! You stupid prat, you ruined everything!" Aquamarine growled, panting and moaning in exhaustion as she tried and failed to get back into the air. While she fought with her churning stomach, Eyeball the Ruby pounded a little fist into the floor.

"MY FAULT?! YOU'RE the flyer, but you crashed anyway!"

"That's because you gorged yourself to such ridiculous lengths, idiot!" Aquamarine shot back, "Just look what you've done to me! I'm swollen! Disgusting! I look as grotesque as Steven and My Dad!"

"But this was YOUR plan!" Eyeball fumed, furiously swinging her little fists and feet around while her stomach sloshed loudly with every motion, "YOU were the one who wanted to eat everything in the house, not me! I wanted to slash his throat while he slept!"

"Well you still went and glutted yourself, didn't you?!" Aquamarine crossed her arms the best she could given her immense belly, and pouted. "Ugh, why did I ever think working with a Ruby was a good idea?!"

"SHUT UP!" Eyeball growled as she summoned her knife and tried to position herself to where she could roll over to Aquamarine, "I'll... I'll cut you ribbons! I'll rip your guts out! I'll... I'll..."

Eyeball flopped over on her side, and let loose a fiery belch as her stomach hit the floor.

"AGH... ugh, I don't know what I'll do..."

Eyeball settled for moaning in pain as she tried to soothe her aching tummy with some gentle belly rubs. Aquamarine however simply continued to pout as she stared up at the ceiling, fuming in impotent silence as she listened to the sounds of her roiling stomach and reflected on this complete and utter failure of a partnership...