Quick Note: This chapter is rated Mature for harsh language and consumption of alcohol.


Pearl's eyes opened slowly, her breath low, and shallow. Her eyes darted around the room, taking in her surroundings. Where was she..? Everything was so.. blurry.. She felt so groggy, and her head.. Oh, why did it hurt so much? Attempting to sit up, she found that she couldn't due to a sleeping Amethyst on top of her. Pearl's girlfriend.. but she couldn't remember falling asleep with the purple gem on top of her. Hell, she couldn't remember falling asleep at all.

Pearl allowed herself to stay pinned down by Amethyst, letting her vision become more clear. As she looked around, her eyes widened in surprise. There were quite a few empty beverage containers.. What were they..? Why were they strewn about? Pearl knew that she wouldn't have let such a mess build up like this.. Wait.. what was that smell?

Sniffing, Pearl crinkled her nose in disgust. Alcohol? Had Amethyst been drinking while Pearl was asleep? No, the purple gem wouldn't go behind her girlfriend's back like that.. Then why..? Pearl put her hand to her head. Thinking like this made her head hurt.. Wait. Why was her head hurting..? She couldn't have.. did she drink with Amethyst?


Twenty-One Hours Earlier


"Woo!" Amethyst came running through the front door of the house, having just dropped Steven off with his dad. They were going on a camping trip in Greg's van, having a little father/son bonding time, as Greg put it. Amethyst's arms were in the air as she ran in circles around the living room. "Steven's gone! I can say whatever the fuck I want, fuck yeah!"

Pearl was in the kitchen, washing the dishes from the breakfast she cooked for Steven before he left. She had to admit, seeing Amethyst able to express herself in this way was a bit.. refreshing, but the pristine gem still found the vulgar words to be just that.. vulgar.

"Amethyst, I'm happy for you, I really am, but please try to control yourself.."

"Aw, come on, Sweet P!" Amethyst went to stand beside her girlfriend at the sink, wrapping an arm around her waist in a hug. "You sure liked it when you did it.."

"Well, that was different." Pearl tried to defend herself. Though it was a very emotional moment at the time, when Pearl finally confessed her feelings to Amethyst, the two were comfortable talking about it now that it had passed.

"Whatever." The purple gem chuckled, standing on her toes to kiss Pearl's cheek. "Still gonna do it."

"If you must.." Pearl sounded like she was scolding Amethyst, but her smile said otherwise.

The smaller gem walked from the kitchen to the temple door. She thought that since Steven was on his trip, she'd be able to have a bit more fun than just being able to swear. Amethyst stepped into her room, walking through the maze of junk that her room was known for. She knew this place like the back of her hand. She used this to her advantage, hiding some things that she knew Garnet and Pearl wouldn't approve of, at least not while Steven was around. Alcohol, lewd clothing, a few drugs that she collected, but never used. She was just a space rock, after all. Drugs weren't of any use to her, but she still collected them, just to collect. She even had a few.. accessories she had found in an adult store. She never used them, of course, but they were interesting to look at. The human male anatomy was weird..

After searching through a few piles of her junk, Amethyst found what she had been looking for. She pulled a few bottles of wine from under a bunch of other stuff, causing the pile to fall, but the purple gem was able to save the drinks. She had heard that wine aged well, and this wine.. well, it dated back to the Medieval days of Europe. This wine was particularly fine because the bottles were among the first ever to be stored in glass, and they had never been open. So, this wine has been aging for over a thousand years.

"Can't wait to crack these babies open.." Amethyst started her walk back through the maze of her room to the beach house. The smaller gem had been drunk before, and she liked the feeling. She liked the feeling of just being able to forget the world for a while. she liked the feeling of having fun, and nothing but fun. Now, why she was taking her precious booze to the living room was a mystery to her. She knew Pearl would try and confiscate it, so why? Maybe Amethyst would be able to convince Pearl to try it..

Walking through the door of the temple, Amethyst hurried to the couch in an attempt to keep Pearl from noticing the alcohol she had in her arms. Pearl was outside, stuffing Steven's sheets and pillowcases in the washing machine. Amethyst was able to place all of her bottles down without them clinking together, and she climbed on the couch to sit beside the pile. She grabbed one of the bottles, the drink inside a deep crimson color, and popped the cork. Without another word, Amethyst upturned the bottle, pouring the liquid down her throat.

After a few big swallows of her drink, Amethyst had to cough, taking the bottle away from her mouth. The wine, now half empty, practically steamed at the opening. A small, hot pink blush appeared on Amethyst's face, the purple gem already feeling the effects of the burning liquid. That's how you can tell it was the good stuff, when Amethyst, the gem with the highest digestive tolerance, was already feeling tipsy after half a bottle of a thousand year old wine.

Pearl, walking back inside the house to maybe do something else while Steven's things are washed, stopped in her tracks when she saw Amethyst. Then she looked to the pile of bottles on the couch, then to the open bottle in her girlfriend's hand. Then it clicked.

"Amethyst, are you drinking?!"

"Yup." The purple gem responded so nonchalantly, taking another swig from her bottle. "That's what you do with liquid, P."

"B-but that's alcohol! You're getting drunk!"

"Not like it's gonna fuck me over. We're rocks."

Amethyst did have a point.. But, it was so.. wrong.

"Not like the little man's here, anyway." There was another good point.

"Wanna swig?" What?!

"Oh, no no no no! I couldn't! There's still so many things I have to do today! I have to hang Steven's sheets out to dry when they're done washing, I have to sweep the house, I need to organize his stuffed animals, I-"

"Okay, okay, shit P!" Amethyst chuckled, waving her hand as she took another drink of her booze. She let out a breath as she finished her bottle to its last drop, setting the empty glass on the couch as she reached for a second one. "If you ever wanna party, just come to me."

This went on for the rest of the day. Pearl went about her usual chores, sweeping up the house, going out to hang Steven's things, organizing his stuffed animals and his games. Amethyst stayed on the couch, emptying another bottle before she actually felt hammered. After opening her third bottle and drinking about half of it, she decided to stand, stumbling around as she followed her girlfriend on her chores.

"Hey P, you done being boring yet?"

"No, Amethyst.. I still need to sweep the front porch."

"You fuckin' kidding me? That's outside! It's gonna get dirty!"

"But it never has gotten dirty, all because of me."

"Man, chores are a pain in the ass.." Amethyst followed her girlfriend outside, drinking from her wine the whole time. She was starting to not be able to walk straight, even going to far a to bump into Pearl, forcing the pristine gem to drop her broom.

"Amethyst, if you're going to consume alcohol, please do it where you aren't disrupting my work!" Pearl yelled at Amethyst, for the first time in a long time. Even if she was polite about it, the drunk Amethyst was bound to take it differently. She looked up at her girlfriend, her eyes wide and her blush much, much darker than before, from the drink, of course. Pearl immediately regretted her loud voice, covering her mouth.

"Amethyst, I'm sorry.. I just, I don't. Plea-" Amethyst cut off her girlfriend, grabbing Pearl's free hand and pulling her into a bending position, planting a big, rather sloppy kiss to Pearl's mouth.

Pearl was torn between disgust from the taste of alcohol and love for her girlfriend, but Amethyst was the first to pull away, now whispering in Pearl's ear.

"P.. You are so fucking sexy when you get controlling.."

"A-amethyst.." The smaller gem had never said that before.. Well, they say a drunk person's words are a sober person's thoughts. Is this really how Amethyst thought of Pearl when she got mad and demanding? She was.. attractive like that?

Amethyst let go of Pearl's hand, replacing it with the half empty bottle of wine that the purple gem was holding. The pristine gem looked at her girlfriend, then to the drink in her hand.

"Come on.." Amethyst said, giggling in a drunken stupor. "Let's fuck things up!" With a blank face, thinking about what could possibly go wrong, Pearl brought the bottle to her lips.


Now


That's right.. Pearl remembered everything before that first drink. Was she so weak to the effects of alcohol that just one sip would cause her mind to haze? No, it was definitely the age of the wine. Pearl was a gem, after all. She couldn't believe that she had actually allowed Amethyst to convince her to drink.. What was wrong with her?

Amethyst shifted on top of Pearl, wrapping her arms around tighter around the pristine gem's body. Pearl couldn't help but smile at this, returning the hug to the purple gem. Maybe having a little fun once in a while wasn't such a bad thing.. Of course, she would need to build a higher tolerance to the drink for next time. She couldn't remember a single thing after that first mouth full. But.. she was sure that Amethyst would be able to fill her in. Pearl closed her eyes again, deciding to rest with her girlfriend for just a few more hours.