Nightmares
Peridot held herself tightly in the corner of the 'bathroom', the dull light emitted from the stars striking her face, reflecting off of her gem. The room was eerie during the night, barely illuminated by the white orb hanging lazily in the sky. Peridot glanced through the substance covering the hole in the room, gazing up at the stars scattered throughout the darkened sky. She breathed a small, lonely sigh.
Homeworld had left prominent images into her mind, though somewhat dull now. Her screen had usually supplied her with images of the place she was raised, but now it's gone. Peridot barely remembered the outside of her home planet, for she spent so much time locked away inside, studying reports on the Cluster and other gem fusion experiments. Looking back, these were her happy days, before she was forced to go to Earth.
Earth wasn't that bad, but it didn't matter, especially with the threat of the Cluster hatching soon.
'No... Don't think about that.'
Peridot held her head gingerly in her hands, hot tears welling in her eyes. She raised her hand and held it out, examining it. The lines on her palm seemed short and sloppy, like someone made her in a rush. This was probably true, she thought bitterly. If someone had left her in the ground a little longer,she probably wouldn't need her Limb Enhancers. She clenched her fist, feeling the ridges along her hands.
Removing her visor and casting it to the floor, she wiped the tears from her eyes, which had begun to fall, and soon she couldn't stop them from coming. Stifling a sob so she wouldn't wake Steven from 'sleep', she clenched her teeth. Peridot instead began to study the tile floor of the bathroom, looking at the small imperfections. A small scratch here, and suspicious stain there.
Yet as Peridot studied them, her mind began to race to the thoughts she didn't want to think. More tears fell, dripping on the the marble tiles. Homeworld is so far away, and Peridot doubted she could get back at this point. The Crystal Clods were a menace to her, trying to kill her and trap them in their bubble dungeon on multiple occasions. Then there was Steven.
He was... Something. He trusted her. Cared for her. Hell, he even liked her! Peridot slowly rose from the floor, her legs unstable. She raised her foot, and took a few small steps to the direction of the door. Peridot stumbled, but managed to make it. Grasping to handle, she gently slid the door open, careful not to make any noises.
Peridot hesitantly stepped into the bleak hallway, spying Steven's sleeping form slowly rising and falling from around corner. She gave a small smile, and walked closer. Something about the hybrid made Peridot feel joy inside. Peridot could now make out some of Steven's features; his black, messy hair, his chubby hand curled around the weathered blanket.
Smiling, Peridot returned slowly to the domain of the bathroom, and stepped in. She closed the door with a small thunk. Her nest in the corner, made of ripped shower curtains and old towels falling apart at the seams, was still warm when she curled inside. Thinking of Steven, she shut her eyes gently and went to sleep in a few minutes. She had no more thoughts about the Cluster that night. Only of Earth.