A/N:
Actually, I've had this chapter finished for about a week now, but because I've been on vacation (One of the Delmarva beaches of all places), I just haven't been up to posting. Meh. By the way, it's a beautiful area, and one of the reasons I love SU so much. I get a nice homey feeling from the show. Alright alright. I left you all off with something obvious in the last chapter. Let's pick this right back up! As always, read, relax, and most importantly, enjoy! Word Count (1,330)
As Greg made his attempts to climb to freedom, he could feel the gemstone in his pocket growing in warmth. But it was a matter he could only ignore as victory was so close within his grasp. One last handful of dirt and he could breathe easy, knowing he wouldn't be stuck in that crater for eternity. Oh, how his muscles ached; and he laid on his back, looking up to the shimmering stars above. At this point, he just wanted to close his eyes and rest right there.
A light disturbed the young rocker's peace, and as it grew, he realized its source.
The gem pulled from his pocket, almost taking Greg up with it as it rose into the air. But once free, it began to form.
Greg stared, absolutely transfixed, at the humanoid forming before him. He could hardly believe this was just a rock he picked up from the dirt only a few minutes before.
As the yellow pearl finished reforming, choosing the same form she held before, she let her eyes open slowly, expecting her Diamond to be waiting right there with her. Instead, she was greeted with that of a human with long brown hair and matching eyes, sprawled out on the ground before her.
She shrieked, leaping back as the human did the same. Though while the human had come to a halt, she continued backing away, all until a rather large rock forced her to the ground. She watched, wide-eyed as this native creature's defenses fell and he rose from the ground, a look of curiosity in his eyes as he approached her.
The pearl recoiled as he reached a hand out for her. "Stay back, filthy organic!" She shouted, slapping his hand away.
Greg pulled his hand back, gingerly holding it to his chest. He was hurt more than physically with this. "I… just wanted to help." And even though this thing just appeared from a gem in his pocket, he would be remiss if he didn't go to help it… her?
She sneered, rising from the earth and dusting herself off. "As you can clearly see, I am capable of helping myself." She paused, taking the time to survey her surroundings. She saw trees and not much else. This was when her features contorted to a frown, worry stretched across her brows.
Even though she refused his offers, Greg didn't leave. As she looked around, he tried his best to follow her gaze. Finally, he spoke up. "Are you looking for something?"
The pearl warily eyed the man. "As if I'd tell you."
When she started walking away, he gave chase. "Listen, I'm not about to let you go off on your own in these dark… scary… woods…" Greg paused, only now coming to the realization of the situation he'd place himself in. "Uh…" And when the stranger walked off, he only felt his discomfort grow. "Hey, wait up!" He shouted, attempting to catch up with her.
As much as Pearl wanted to ignore the organic, it was difficult; he was far too persistent. "Ugh… why don't you go back to your tribe?"
"Um…" Greg nervously wrung his hands as he looked at his surroundings. The trees twisted in the most menacing ways, and he could swear he could see eyes staring at him through the dark. He gulped, and took a few steps closer to the being he had only just encountered. He was still unsure of why she assumed he was part of a tribe, but he could only assume she was referring to other humans. "I'm… not exactly wanted." He admitted, before the cry of a barn owl caused him to shriek in terror and practically leap into the alien woman's arms.
The pearl rolled her eyes, wondering why the Earth native insisted on staying close to her. Hmph. Well obviously, it wasn't going to leave her alone. So far, her attempts to ignore it were doing nothing in driving it away. Maybe it would just expire if the creature followed her around long enough. Yes, humans had short lifespans; it would be gone soon enough. "Fine. You can… stay." She told him, practically choking out the last word.
Greg found it difficult to respond. As happy as he was, the fear he felt smothered everything else out. He gave her a thumbs up, unable to stop his shaking.
The two had traveled quite some distance, and for quite a while, the moon having already set. Now as the two navigated the forest, they used a light projected from the yellow pearl's gemstone as their guide; and young Greg Universe had thousands of questions formulating in his mind.
"Hey, uh… can you wait up a bit?" He pleaded, legs afire.
Pearl growled, reluctantly stopping for her organic follower.
"Guh, thanks…" Greg remarked, falling over to finally rest his aching muscles. He looked up through the canopy, picking out whichever constellations he could see. But the way the pearl stared at him drove a sense of discomfort through his core. He propped himself up on his elbows, staring back into those lemon eyes of hers. "You know," he started. "I'm surprised that you let me tag along."
She crossed her arms, giving a loud harrumph. "Well that shows what you know about Gems."
"Gems, is that what you are?" He asked, curiosity piqued.
"Yes." She answered in a mocking tune. "Gems, only the most advanced beings in the cosmos. Faster than light travel, intergalactic empire, all thanks to our glorious Diamonds!" She stopped in her rant, noticing how the organic looked up at her, star-eyed. She realized what she had said. The Diamonds… Her Diamond had left her. She cleared her throat. "Right. Well, you've had your rest. Let's-"
"Wait, wait, wait!" He shouted out. "Can you tell me anymore?"
Pearl grimaced. She'd already said too much. Pearls were meant to be seen, not heard. "No."
"Well, can you at least tell me who that giant lady was?"
Now he had her attention. "What did you say?"
"Giant lady." He affirmed, starting to use his hands to help describe her. "She was yellow, intimidating, gem on her chest."
"My Diamond." Yellow Pearl started running. She had to be close. She just had to be! But was she still mad at her pearl for trying to send out the signal? No, she couldn't be. Then again, Yellow Diamond could really hold a grudge, but this was her pearl! Said pearl stumbled as she reached a long, black strip. She hoisted herself up from the hard surface, looking both directions it stretched. It seemed to go on quite a ways, and had a yellow set of lines running down the middle with a set of white ones on each side. How puzzling.
Out from the forest, the young rocker appeared, his face lighting up once his eyes settled on an object stopped by the side of the strip. "My van!" He beamed, running right up to hug the thing.
The pearl walked up to the man, watching as he gave the object a kiss and continually stroked its surface. "Van?" She asked.
He looked back at her, not quite as disappointed as one would expect. In fact, he was ecstatic. "It's a vehicle, y'know, transportation."
She looked the dirty vehicle over. Wheels, how primitive. "Charming."
"C'mon, get in." He urged, opening the passenger door for her.
Hesitantly, she climbed in. The seats were… squishy as opposed to the solid structures of Gem build, and there were sticky brown stains on the dashboard. Ugh.
Greg climbed in right next to her, taking the driver's wheel in his hands. "To the stars!" He shouted, turning a key in the little slot next to the wheel. The engine groaned, but did not start. "I said… To the stars!" One more attempt, only to end in failure. He looked over to his Gem passenger and laughed nervously. "Ah, this might take a while."
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