Spinel kicked yet another shell that had unfortunately found its way in her war path, causing yet another giant splash in the ocean beside her. What number was that? Thirty? Not that she had the mental capacity to keep check of that right now. “ Oh, meh-meh-MEH. It’s okay Spinel, my buddy, my chump, you’ll find ‘ someone ‘. ” Her voice cracked under the poorly executed impression. “ What a load’a CRAP !! ” If it was thirty, there went thirty-one as her foot slammed with persecution against an innocent conch.
It had been a few weeks since she had found herself back on earth after her failed attempt at friendship; no, no, at the DIAMONDS failed attempt at friendship — no blame for her ! She kept trying to find things to distract herself ( pranking the local humans was fun ) but the same topic kept swirling, swirling in her head — the vortex sucking her in, DROWNING her.
Why wasn’t she good enough, why wasn’t she good enough, why could she NEVER be GOOD ENOUGH ???? “ I’m so STUPID. I should’a known going to the Diamonds to help me with my issues for a DIAMOND would be- ”
Her eyes locked with visors and reality came back into focus.