Hey guys, this is the sequel requested for my recent story, 'It's Over Isn't It?' It's also in the same canon as my Lapis/Peridot fusion story, because I want to keep that option open. You don't have to read those ones first, but I think they're fun stories (although I'm biased, obviously). Anyway, last time we saw the Doctor, he was was in his 9th regeneration, and was leaving Beach City to fight the Nestene Consciousness in London. Since then, he's gone on all of his cannonical adventures up to The Waters of Mars, and is now killing time (no pun intended) until going back to the Ood Sphere to meet Ood Sigma. Since then, just a few weeks have passed for Steven and co. and they're just before the events of Room for Ruby. Anyway, enjoy!
Pierre and Percy looked lovingly into each other's eyes.
"I don't care about Color War!" Percy insisted, tears welling in his eyes. "I care about you!"
"What about Paulette?" Pierre concernedly replied.
"Oh, you didn't hear? She got eaten by a bear."
Peridot frowned and stared down at her tablet, holding her chin and drumming her fingers.
"Too sudden." She decided. "I'll have to write an opening paragraph, detailing Paulette's horrific and unavoidable death."
Peridot had recently made the reluctant conclusion that the directors of Camp Pining Hearts were never going to acknowledge the travesty that was Percy and Paulette's relationship in the show, and had felt the insuppressible urge to put the "correct" outcome of the show into words. According to Steven, this was called "fanfiction".
Peridot sat on a raised level of the barn as she typed, swinging her legs beneath her, as she did. Next to her, the TV was playing a muted episode of Season 3, for inspiration. It was the episode in which Percy and Pierre snuck out of their cabins past curfew to go fishing at the lake together. It should have marked the begging of their romantic and practical partnership, but only served to enforce their platonic friendship...
As Peridot typed, occasionally stopping to scowl or roll her eyes at moments of the show, Lapis lay in her hammock, across the barn from her, snoring loudly. Peridot looked up and smiled slightly. There was something so adorable about the fact that Lapis liked to sleep so often. It was the only time she didn't have any urge, no matter how slight, to put on a cool act, such as when she smiled slyly at Peridot's jokes which, by Peridot's reasoning, she should laugh hysterically at.
After another hour of careful typing and reviewing, Peridot had switched tabs to her Twitter account. She had noted, as the page loaded, that it was abnormally slow. She had built her router herself and it operated on its own network. She opened a handful of other pages on her bookmark bar, each one opening slightly slower than the last. She prodded the tablet angrily, muttering complaints under her breath.
"What's wrong?"
Peridot jumped slightly, and looked up to see Lapis stretching, on her hammock.
"There's something wrong with our internet..." Peridot informed her.
Lapis looked out of the barn's open door, to see Peridot's router, comprised of a lawnmower with radar dishes attached to it, buzzing back and forth happily.
"I thought you said you had it perfect?" She said. Peridot had complained feverishly while setting up the barn's wi-fi, and the last thing Lapis wanted was another tantrum from the smaller Gem.
"It is..." Peridot insisted. "It must be external interference. Probably a solar flare or something. Anyway, my... 'fan-fiction' is coming along splendidly! Do you want to read it?"
"Is this about Percy and Pierre again?" Lapis asked, with a smirk.
"THEY'RE..." Peridot began, before quickly catching herself. She had explained her position on the subject in great detail to Lapis on several occasions, and got the impression she was beginning to tire her with it. "Yes..." She calmly replied.
Lapis laughed gently, at Peridot's contained outburst. "Yeah okay. Can you read it to me? I'm gonna try that 'painting' thing Steven showed us."
Lapis climbed the ladder up to Peridot, with a colour pallet, some paintbrushes and tubes of paint, cradled in her free arm. She had also donned a black beret, which Steven had insisted was important. She stood at an easel in the upper corner of the barn, while Peridot read.
As time wore on, Peridot read her story, and Lapis painted an abstract blend of colours which, when asked by Peridot, she said represented her relationship with the planet Earth.
"So wait." She interrupted Peridot's story. "Is Maisy in this story?" Maisy was one of Lapis' favourite characters.
"No... what does she have to do with this?"
"Well she's the best pairing with Paulette, so wouldn't she be upset that..."
Lapis was presumably about to refer to Paulette's death at the beginning of the story, but Peridot never found out, as she was interrupted by a chiming sound, slightly similar to the one the warp pads made, and was followed by the clattering sound of Lapis' art supplies falling to the floor.
Peridot shot around, to see her companion gone. "Lapis...?"