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“She is,” Garnet answered. “Steven and I rescued her and her siblings some time ago. She just seemed like she fit in with us the best, so… I kept her.” Keeping Cat Steven had been one of the best decisions she could have made. Not only did Garnet have someone cute and vulnerable to look after, but Lion also had a friend.

As the seconds ticked by, Garnet found she couldn’t resist the urge to join Pink in petting Cat Steven. Her fingers were employed to the task of gently scrtiching Cat Steven’s neck. The rumbling of her purr only increased.

“So… Pink,” Garnet said. “I’m curious about how you’re liking it here so far.” Garnet knew it was a sudden conversation shift, but she really was curious. Earth was vastly different from how Homeworld was. Pink essentially got a fresh start, too.

“She does seem very happy here.” And who could blame her? The sun was warm, the breeze cool, and there was no lack of fingers to pet and scratch her to her heart’s content. Pearl felt the rumbling purr grow louder when Garnet added her own touch, voicing a question with no simple answer. She watched the slow rise and fall of Cat Steven’s chest as she thought how best to reply.

“I like to think so. I know I got through to them. We’ll just have to wait and see what happens. I hope they get better. It took me a long time to realize how they treated me wasn’t okay. I think for now we can relax. Just enjoy life here on earth.”

“I hope so, too.” Finally, she tore her gaze away from the sky and offered Steven a small smile. “You did well. I don’t think anyone has ever gotten all of them to agree on something like that before.”

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Frantic, Pearl’s eyes darted around the chamber. They passed over each Diamond in turn, flickering between them and the organics before eventually lingering on White. 

White.

She’d been black and white for so long, absent of any hue. Now, somehow, the warmth had returned, coloring her skin that familiar rosy tint. She glanced down at her arms, half afraid they’d turn again the moment she looked away. When Black Diamond’s hands curled around her, gently sheltering her, she flinched from the touch; but soon enough she was leaning against her fingers, thankful for the wall that separated her from the other Diamonds. 

“Uh huh, it’s called the economy.”  Black Star replied, thinking she explained how Earth currency and services exchange worked pretty well.  But then came the last question, one most gems typically asked her.  Luckily, Black Star already had an explanation planned.

“In an ideal world trading items for work would be great.  But unfortunately, humans want money.  I think it’s something about feeling powerful.  Since the more money you have, the more.. privledges you have?  But with the amount I’m make I’m pretty happy!  I mean, I only need enough to care for myself and my cats.. and pay a couple bills.  Does.. Homeworld have anytihng like that?”

“Powerful?” Pearl twisted her lips into a skeptical frown. “But it’s just paper...you could rip it up if you wanted to.” She supposed it must have been the principle of the thing, somehow.