𝘈𝘚 𝘓𝘌𝘎𝘌𝘕𝘋 𝘜𝘕𝘍𝘖𝘓𝘋𝘚

@storiesrolled

of course he remembers her. he emerged before her. pink diamond's original pearl. customized to the youngest diamond's preferences. hematite had naturally functioned as white's pearl until pink had cracked her's and she had been retracted. a puppet to his diamond as he by all means should have been. he'd stopped wondering why white diamond could never do that to him. in some ways he thought it would be better if she could. easier to be mindless and a spy than consistently on edge, waiting to be deemed imperfect enough to be hit with searing light.

what was she an amethyst?   doing things out of impulse?   she should have thought this over further,  coming up with anything before actually approaching the other.   it’s almost like this isn’t what she was made for.  of course he wouldn’t want to see her,   she is just a walking reminder of his faults,   of what white diamond had truly wanted.   a puppet.   that’s all she had been for the past 5,000 years,   an empty husk,   just echoing whatever white diamond wanted,   whilst also serving as a reminder of pink diamond,   of her faults.

@storiesrolled

she hadn't known what to expect of the young diamond. they had tried to explain him to her, but the more they tried the easier it was for her to realize that they didn't really know him. just like they didn't really know pink. regardless, his words brought a warm smile to her features. pretty, she mulled over the word. she hadn't been called that in quite sometime, not since.....