This is different from my Amedot norm, haha! I just wanted to say that this is dedicated to my good irl friend Ryan while he recovers in hospital. I hope this can make your day while you're bored as heck in bed, dude! Can't wait to see you back!


Peridot was a persistent type of gem, one that wouldn't give up until she got results. She was a gem who got things done rather than loitering and thinking about getting things done. Her work always owed her dedication to the task for its completion and operation, something that got her allocated to the mission to Earth in the first place by her watchful superiors. She was a proud and hard worker, skilled with her hands and intuitive with the tech she created and maintained. She was a master at the art of engineering.

But she definitely wasn't a master at the art of initiating physical contact. Especially if the meeting point was at the lips.

She growled, swiping at various misspelled paper diagrams and knocking them off her workbench. The crudely drawn up notes scattered and fluttered to the ground, making a mess that ironically mimicked the state of her mind. She was annoyed, she was muddled, she was flustered. And she had her favourite pre-recorded entertainment to thank for that.

When the atmosphere around Percy and Paulette had shifted noticeably, Peridot found that the writing, sound direction and acting had her so immersed that she felt the strange tension between them just as clearly as they did. Something about the way they drew closer together had her experience a feeling she'd never felt before. It was uncomfortable and difficult to ignore, and she felt it building as the humans touched noses and blinked strangely. It spread throughout her chest like a lightning strike causing a wildfire, her chest feeling constricted when they pressed their mouths together. It was clearly a significant gesture for humans, and she felt like she got an inkling why through her own reactions.

She'd subtly turned her head to Lapis, who was relaxed next to her on their car loft. She looked over too, although she didn't look nearly as distressed as Peridot. Something in her body language told Peridot that she was aware of what this viewed gesture meant and that she just wasn't fussed about it. But it had such an effect on Peridot that she was confused as to why Lapis didn't share her blush or subtly clenching fingers.

It was obviously an impression on her, because days later the flushed look on Percy's face continued to blur into her thoughts. The feeling and embarrassed tingling came back for another round. And she continued to think about it, the thought popping up at the most inconvenient times. Her hands would pause plugging connections for defence drones, thinking of how Paulette softly grabbed at Percy's camper shirt. She'd be learning to handwrite English characters and putting together sentences when she'd suddenly trail off, leaving off the 'E' from 'THE' (she wrote in capital letters for emphasis). Her face would heat up and she'd stare frustratedly at the words that she couldn't write because she was too busy thinking of this 'kissing'.

Peridot was committed. Peridot would research and make notes and learn everything she could about a topic if it interested her. And her attention was peaked, no, overwhelmed by this small human action. It obsessed her. It was now imperative that she found out what the true attraction was. And she'd decided that notes were futile. She needed field research for accuracy. Enter Lapis Lazuli.

She looked over to her softly dozing roommate. Her taller form took up most of the hammock they'd strung up, and even then her lanky arm was dangling from it, nearly touching the floorboards of the barn.

Lapis was cool and calm about everything, except for those ripples of anxiety she'd get about her past that'd surface once in a while, showing signs of something deeper. Apart from that, she had a subtle confidence about herself that deterred Peridot from asking directly. Peridot was bold, but she knew this gesture relied on interpersonal trust. And dealing with a negative reaction from her friend intimidated her. Not that it would solely be negative, but there was a possibility…

Peridot's cheeks grew in temperature as she watched Lapis sleep. What if…?

She padded over softly, thankful for the absence of metal clunking that her limb enhancers would've bought with her movements. Lapis's hair was very scruffy from resting on the hammock.

There would be no reaction if Lapis didn't know. Lapis wouldn't feel a thing and Peridot would get her answer.

She was careful not to lean her hands on the hammock, knowing from experience how fickle the makeshift bed was. She leaned in a little, watching her roommate remain still. Lapis didn't heave her chest like Amethyst did when she slept. She didn't breathe at all. It would've been unnerving if Peridot was from earth.

The kissing gesture was more intricate in the flesh. Not that she was doing it. More like she was trying to figure out how to angle her head. Her visor was about to brush Lapis's nose when a gust of air frightened her. She leapt back, screeching "I wasn't-" before she realised the water gem was beginning to snore. Unfortunately, her yelping caused Lapis's eyes to flick open angrily.

Lapis bought a hand up to massage in between her eyes, fluttering her eyelids closed again with a creased forehead. "I thought I told you not to wake me up unless there was an emergency." She grumbled.

There was an emergency. Peridot wanted to find out why kissing was so important. But she had a feeling that Lapis wasn't going to define that as an emergency. Because Lapis liked her sleep and was also chill about kissing.

"I, um, uh-" an excuse would be tremendous right now. "there was…y-you were making that snoring noise again-" she straightened her posture "-and it was interrupting my research. Yes."

"So you yelled in my face."

Peridot swallowed. This wasn't going the way she planned. "Umm, yes?"

A hand came down and flattened her hair, hard. "Try a different method next time." And she rolled over to try to go back to sleep.

Peridot needed to work on her technique.


Stay tuned for Peridot's updated technique!

Blue Dream by Dance Gavin Dance was my writing soundtrack. And a bitta Tilian, but he's just my default hah

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