Steven has just been in the middle of getting cleaned up for a new day when he wanders closeby enough to get some curiously Strange-feeling emotions drifting in his direction. This has not really been happening at all for the last few days, so it sticks out like a sore thumb.

He runs in the direction he senses it, and finds the egg is starting to crack! He trips over his own feet, which are still clumsily made of crystal but growing opaque on the inside, and lands in the grass.

"EGG!" he yells to no one in particular. He just thinks people should know that egg, right now.