To say she couldn't stand her was an understatement
Chapter One

But all the same she couldn't stop loving her.
Her white hair swayed when she did anything, anything at all, each time it whirled it made Pearl sicker each time.
Her eyes weren't even that beautiful, big, black, doe eyes that could make her stutter her words.
And her skin. Purple, and soft, making her feel like a huggable little kitten.
Her personality was a tornado, happy and calm one minute, wishing she was never even born the next (if you could call the disgusting way they made her kind birth) and although she complained about her, she knew it was just a cover-up to mask her unquestionably strange love.
That love made them a stranger match; one tall, one short, one graceful and poised, the other threatening to break out like Miley Cyrus any second the word dance came upon (or fusion, but that was beside the point)
Even the way they went about solving their problems was different. Not in the way the two components that made up Garnet would argue, no, but ten times worse.
Pearl was neat, smart, and although the memory of a lost love who never loved her back still haunted her mind, she could always (sometimes) put that behind her and help others in need.
But Amethyst was the older sister figure who, although she couldn't tie Steven's shoes or take care of him while he was sick, she could distract him while Pearl did the work.
Though they also had common ground, both missing their old leader, Rose Quarts, one for love, and one for a motherly figure. Both were hurt, and sometimes lost it around Steven, but he always fixed them.
But what if they wanted to fix each other?