If she tried hard enough, Peridot's tongue could still remember what the inside of Yellow Diamond's mouth felt like. The moment stayed with her, rolling around on the back of her eyelids like a sweet and thick syrup.
For a long time since arriving home, she stared at herself in the mirror.
It was difficult to imagine that, amongst thousands of other Peridots, it was she who was chosen. She was the lucky one who got to feel the Queen's fingers and taste her saliva and look, unabashedly, into those beautiful eyes that watched over a sizable chunk of everything.
Were there other gems?
Surely she couldn't be that special, right?
Her cheeks were growing darker again as her eyes stared into her eyes and every second that had occurred over the last day passed through her scrutiny.
Her image seemed just a little different. But exactly where would have been difficult to explain.
Peridot's lips folded inward, and after expelling a breath that took what felt like a whole minute to get out, she left the mirror realm and tried to focus on building another robot.
But all she could see in the circuitry was poetry of Yellow Diamond's never-ending beauty. And when she went into her mind for logical calculations, she found that her complex math and chemistry was covered in light pink goo composed of feelings and desire.
But Peridot worked through it, until she headed off to work like none of it had ever happened.
