Steven Universe

And Steven!

For your consideration...

The koala, a marsupial from the forests of Australia,

and the sloth, hailing from the forests of south America.

Who should be crowned the king

of the "hanging around, doing nothing" mammals?

I think sloths eat poop.

Gross.

Well, that's definitely going to affect the rankings.

Eating poop would be better than this.

Just let him do his thing.

So glad I don't have to deal with this tomorrow.

Oh, yeah, they're closing shop

to get those gulls out of the vents.

Any plans? Nah.

Would you... Want to come by my place?

I know it's kind of been awhile,

but we could get some food, watch some movies.

Nah. Sounds boring.

I'll see if buck wants to do stuff.

Well, I hope you guys have fun together.

Yeah. We will.

Hey, Steven? You're staring a little bit.

No, I'm not.

Hey, Lars?

Why didn't you want to hang out with Sadie?

I see her at work.

Why do I need to see her on my day off?

But aren't you going to get married, and have kids,

and name one of them after his uncle Steven?

Oh, let me think... No.

Me and Sadie aren't getting married.

We aren't even dating.

And if she thinks we are, that's her problem.

You're lying.

I know how you feel about Sadie.

You don't know what you're talking about, so butt out!

Go annoy someone else. You little weirdo.

Why can't you just admit you love her?!

Lars.

Lars?

You don't need to be such a jerk all the time.

I wish I could just show you. Aah!

Aah! Huh?

Wha? Whoa. Wait a minute.

This isn't the temple.

This isn't my voice.

Whoa... I'm Lars?

Ooh!

I'm naked!

I must've jumped into Lars' mind.

I guess while I'm in here,

I'd better do my best to respect Lars' body, and his privacy.

No. We can do this, Dante. We have to talk to him.

Hi, there.

Oh, there's our boy. How are you feeling?

Uh... Taller?

Here you go. Oh, it's good to see you this morning, laramie.

Who's laramie?

I mean... Lars.

Now, Lars, we know school is a touchy subject,

but we need to talk about this.

"F-f-f-f-f-f-b-d-f."

That doesn't spell anything.

Please, Lars. We let you move into the attic,

and your grades are still below average.

All we're asking from you is...

A little effort.

Wow. You guys seem so nice.

I'm sure I don't want to let either of you down.

I, Lars, promise to go out

and do my very best at being your son.

Wow. He didn't even swear.

And he's wearing the plugs I got him.

I'm Lars.

I'm Lars, I'm Lars, I'm Lars!

Hey, onion? Look. I'm Lars.

Hey, it's buck and sour cream.

Hi, guys.

Whatcha doing? Hanging out?

Yeah. That's cool.

Would you say you hang out more like koalas or sloths?

I'm asking for Steven.

I like that kid.

Yeah, he's the best.

Tell Steven we're more like sleeping tigers.

Okay. Then I'll be a panther.

Oh. Hey, Lars.

Hi, Jenny.

Ugh. Dad made me work this morning.

Now I stink like pizza and fish.

You don't stink.

Lars? What a nice thing to say.

I can say way nicer stuff.

Like you're really cool and pretty and fun to be around.

Lars, this is so unlike you.

I see what's going on here.

Huh?

This isn't the Lars we know.

Maybe Lars is actually...

A good guy who likes making people feel good.

Yep. You got me.

That's the kind of vibe I want on our dance crew.

Lars is going to be psyched!

Buck is pleased.

Can he dance, though?

Can I?

Whoa! Lars got moves!

Whoo.

We going to a dance competition, and we need you.

Come with us.

Oh. Sorry. I can't.

There's someone who needs me more.

Okay, okay, geez. Hold your horses.

Still want to hang out?

Well, if it ain't the human boomerang...

Always coming back to me?

Look, sorry.

I was going to watch a movie, if... if you wanna?

I don't... I don't know.

N-nothing fancy.

I don't need anything fancy.

Just get in here.

Are those hearts in your ears?

There's a bunch of stuff down there you probably

haven't seen yet.

Take your pick.

"Night terrors," "enjoy the violence,"

"critter crematorium," "the organ pickler, part 7"?

I keep telling you, that's the good one.

How about this? "Fangs of love."