By no means could anyone call Beach City 'normal', not by any stretch of the imagination. It didn't take long for most people who lived in the town to eventually just shrug their shoulders and move on when the odd things happened, because looking to closely into the chaos was dangerous. That being said it was a special sort of strange to the town when a blue police box suddenly materialized on the sidewalk right next to the beach one day.

"Hello North Pole!" the door to the police box opened, and out of it came a rather cheerful looking man in a heavy parka and goggles, looking around for a moment before realizing that he was not in fact in the ice cold northern pole of the planet, but rather a beach side city that was quite a bit more hot. "Hm, might have overshot it a bit," he watched as a car rolled down the street with three kids listening to rock music. "Oh twenty first century, and still not the North Pole," but if he wasn't in there that could only mean one thing. "Oh come on," he said, crossing his arms and looking at the police box with a rather cross stare. "Just one time I wanted to make a few drinks using ice cold snow, kick back, and read a nice book for the day, but no can't be having that can we?" he shook his head and sighed a bit, pinching the bridge of his nose before turning around once more to face the town. "Okay so a town right next to a beach, could be any number of things, first recon to find out what this place is called," he started forward before pausing and turning to face the police box. "And you sit here and think about what you did."

With that said the man began to walk through the city, not noticing a young boy quietly following him, having seen both the police box emerge from thin air and the odd man walking about in the heavy clothing that would no doubt be causing him to sweat heavily. "Intrepid reporter Steven Universe, following the case of the weird guy with the strange box." he whispered to himself under his breath, keeping a careful distance from the man as he moved toward the town.

The man tapped his cheek a bit as he walked through the town, gaining a number of stares from the people around him. "Okay doesn't seem like anything is out of the ordinary, never hurts to check through," he reached into the pocket of his parka and pulled out a short metallic device with a strange green bulb on the front of it, pointing it around him and pressing a small button that made it light up. After a few moments he brought it in front of his face and clicked his tongue. "Hm, nothing strange in the air, but seems I am in…America, oh wonderful love me a small American town, wonder if they have baseball and apple pie, need to make a note of that."

"Pardon me mister?" the young boy had walked in front of the man while he had been waving around his odd device, a small bit of worry on his face. Through he might have looked it Steven was far from a normal child, he was half human and half Gem, an alien race from another planet. This wasn't the first time he had run into a strange person, but from the way he acted he set off the weird radar in his mind.

"Jiminy Christmas and Easter!" the man in the parka jumped about a foot back from the child and put a hand against his chest. "Didn't your parents ever teach you not to sneak up on someone when they were thinking, it's a bit rude you know, almost have me a double heart attack, though I suppose it would probably take more than just a common startle like that to set off both of them at the same time, no probably take something a bit more than that."

"Double heart attack?" Steven asked with a confused tone, not really understanding what he meant. People only had one heart, so it wasn't possible to have a double heart attack. Or maybe it was. He made a mental note to ask Connie about it later.

The man nodded and started walking again. "Yes very dangerous, one doesn't just simply walk away from a double heart attack very easily, well you wouldn't be doing much walking at all, mostly flopping about like a fish out of the water."

"Right…" Steven followed after the man, not quite sure what to make of him. Despite his weirdness he didn't seem dangerous or anything like that. More like a funny old man who just liked to go off on tangents. "Hey isn't it hot wearing that thing in the middle of the summer?"

The man paused for a moment and looked down at his outfit. "Oh is that why I have been sweating this entire time?" he brought his palm to his forehead and sighed. "So caught up in my thoughts that I forget all about it, oh well tends to happen when you are thinking of so many things at once." with that said the man quickly removed the large parka and snow boots he had been wearing to reveal a rather nice outfit, also revealing a rather young face. "Ah much better."

Steven looked over the man's odd outfit for a moment. "You wear a bowtie?" he asked, thinking it was a very strange thing to be wearing to a beach town like this.

"Of course, bowties are cool," the man adjusted the article of clothing and paused for a moment. "I wonder, what is this place called anyway?"

That was finally something that Steven could talk about with the man that wouldn't be too strange, just a normal question. "It's called Beach City."

The man paused for a moment and blinked, looking around. "Hm while it is right next to a beach, but this is really more of a town isn't it?" he blinked for a moment and began to slowly pace back and forth. "But Beach Town doesn't hold much of a ring to it. What about Beach Village, maybe…no that just sounds ridiculous…" he snapped his fingers. "Okay fine, great, Beach City it is then, so tell me…" he trailed off as he realized he had no idea what to call the young boy in front of him.

"Steven, Steven Universe." the boy added a bit awkwardly to help the man out.

The man smiled brightly at that and nodded. "That's a fine name, really brings out the imagination and vastness of it all, or maybe that's just me," he tapped his nose a bit as if he were sharing a deep secret with the boy and chuckled to himself. "So tell me Steven have you seen any odd things around here lately?"

"What kind of odd?" the boy asked, thinking of the strange things that had happened recently. Renaldo acting weird, the Cool Kids listening to a new style of music that didn't seem to have any redeeming qualities, whatever Onion was.

"Oh like space aliens, evil robots, strange conspiracies floating about." the man talked about such things as if they were normal every day occurrences, like the sun rising or the tide going in and out.

Steven smiled brightly and nodded. "Yeah we have tons of aliens around, in fact I even live with three of them." the boy smiled brightly, thinking of the three women at home who acted as his extended family.

The man blinked before a serious expression came to his face. "Are they good or bad aliens?" he asked, obviously taking what the boy was saying a bit more serious than most rational adults would if a child told them that they lived with aliens. In fact in that one moment the man seemed more serious than he had the entire time he had been there, as if the joking prankster had been replaced by a much more seriously and deadly creature.

However Steven didn't notice in the slightest before laughing. "No way they are totally the good guys, they fight evil and save people from things that would hurt them all the time."

With those simple and childish words the man's demeanor slipped back into that of the more carefree variety and he gave a small laugh. "Oh well jolly good then, I was worried there for a second."

For a few moments there was nothing but silence between the two, a small rift caused by the odd statement and reaction, a mad conversation taken seriously.

"So what's your name?" Steven asked, trying to fill the void that had suddenly appeared in the conversation.

"I am the Doctor." the man answered with a warm smile, seemingly more at ease now around the odd boy who spoke of good aliens and had so readily talked to a person that looked as odd as him.

"Doctor who?" Steven asked, tilting his head to the side out of confusion. It was weird that he would have just given his job title, not after having been so talkative before.

A big smile broke over the Doctor's face and he laughed a bit. "Oh you did the thing! I love it when they do the thing."

"The thing?" at this point all Steven could do was try to keep up with the oddity that the 'Doctor' seemed to spew about so easily.

The Doctor simply waved his hand as if banishing a wave of smoke from the air. "Would you mind if I met this alien family of yours?"

"Why would you want to do that?" Steven asked with a fair bit of confusion.

"Well because you see I am an alien myself, so I figure it would be nice to get to see what the other aliens on the planet are doing." it was a simple answer, and it was close enough to the truth. He didn't doubt the boy's assessment of the aliens, as he tended to trust a child's judgement much more than that of an adult. In reality through his goal was to find out why he had been brought here. If there was something deeper going on it would no doubt involve those three and this boy in some way.

"Wow really?" Steven looked up toward the Doctor with a hint of amazement in his eyes, like a child who was seeing the sunrise for the first time. If the Doctor didn't know better he would almost say that there were stars in the boy's eyes as he looked up at him. "But you look so human, what are you called?"

The Doctor smiled and struck what he thought might have been a rather cool pose, showing off a bit for the sake of it. "I am a Time Lord dear boy, one of the last of the most ancient species in the universe, and it would be inaccurate to say that I look human, rather you…" he gently patted Steven's head. "Look quite Time Lordish."

"That's seems like a pretty arbitrary way of going about things through." Steven smiled as he used the word that Connie had taught him, glad to know he was able to put some of his friend's impressive vocabulary skills to use outside of the context of a game of Make Words.

"I don't tend to sweat the small stuff like that, anyway would you mind taking me to your family?" The Doctor was interested to see just what species was taking care of a human child. They could be any number of things, though he was ruling out most of the species he had run into that turned out to be violent, most of them would probably rather eat Steven then raise him.

Steven tapped his chin for a bit before shaking his head. "Nope, first you need the Beach City grand tour!"

The smile on the Doctor's lip twitched for a moment before he let out a sigh of defeat. Despite how well things had gone Steven was still a kid, so things like this took priority. "Why not I suppose, seems pretty rude to deny such a kind offer."

So the two of them went around Beach City, showing off the numerous sights and people that Beach City had to offer. Every place they visited was another interesting moment, from the Doctor getting annoyed at the arcade's claw machine to the point where he used his odd device to cause the claw to perfectly grab a chain of three toys and giving them all away to nearby kids, dancing along with the music the Cool kids were playing without missing a single beat, to even giving Sadie some advice on how to increase the effectiveness of the oven in the back for baking donuts to have a better flavor.

Once the grand tour was finished the two of them stood for a moment on the beach, both breathing heavily from running around and doing so many things. "Well that was quite exciting, but now would you mind introducing me to your family?" the Doctor asked between breaths.

"Oh right, yeah come on." Steven began to guide the Doctor toward his home carved into the mountain, a bright and easy going smile on his face.

As they approached the Doctor admired the stonework from afar, pulling out his odd device and scanning the area to detect any abnormalities in the area. When he brought the device to his face the color began to slowly drain away. "Don't suppose you mention what race your family comes from did you?" the Doctor asked nervously, hoping for once what he was reading was false.

"Oh uh… well I guess they are called Gem's, something like that, they are super awesome." Steven continued walking for a moment, not noticing that his companion had frozen in place.

"Gem's… did you say…" before the Doctor could finish and blur rushed out of the house and knocked him straight to his back.

Standing above him was a rather thin looking woman with a large bright pearl in the center of her head, bright orange hair striking a distinct contrast against her pale skin. In her hands she held a spear that seemed to be composed almost entirely of energy. She aimed the tip of the spear directly at the Doctor's throat and glared down. "And who are you?" she asked, her voice calm and composed.

Steven blinked in utter confusion at his guardian's actions. "He is the Doctor, he is a really nice guy Pearl, what are you doing?"

When Steven mentioned that name Pearl's gaze turned dark. "Oh really now, then why don't you look anything like the Doctor?"

"Oh bugger me." The Doctor muttered under his breath, knowing that this was no doubt going to be a much longer diversion then he had hopped.

Man this felt good to write, like an idea that has been burdening me for so long. Maybe it's not the best but I feel like this was just something I had to write. Don't really know if there is much of a crowd for this type of thing, but if there is then leave a review, favorite, or follow to let me know if this should continue or not.