Holy cannoli! I just watched the new episode and damn! It's awesome! I think my mind exploded!
GriffonicTobias -Awesome story so far! Little Alex is so cute!
I am curious though... (Also if you haven't watched the final episode of Season 5 then you should probably stop reading this part XD) White Diamond was able to take control and speak through various gems, as seen in Change Your Mind, but... I think she also said that she was spreading herself though the Gems. Sooooooooooo… Is it possible that White Diamond is still alive, and living through White/Pink Pearl?
I'm probably going way left field with this, haha. Hope to see more soon!
Well she can and she can't, Alex is the main holder of the gem now if that makes sense. But White Pearl is still under White Diamond's control, because she was never released the pearl from her control so she is still sorta like White, I suppose.
I can't say much more without spoiling the rest of the story, but lets just say that White Pearl might, lets just say, act materially towards her diamond's child in certain instances.
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Chapter 8: Burning hot stones
Blue was worried. It was 10:47, and Alexandria never slept in past perhaps 8:30-ish, She knew that she had been quiet busy the day prior, but this was unlike her. Not even White pearl had came out to say the girl was awake as she did everyday, the curvatious queen paced anxiously, should she go check on Alex? Perhaps she was still upset from last night? Blue had felt her upset aroura, but thought nothing of it. Should she just let the girl brood on her emotions? No, the loosely dressed gem dismissed the idea the moment it surfaced, that's how she lost Pink, and she refused to make that mistake again.
"Pearl, is there any news from White pearl about Alex?" Blue asked, pausing her pacing and glancing at the ballerina gem. The gentle gem shook her head, not even having to glance at the screen before her, as her Diamond had asked her at least every few minutes.
Glancing nervously at the door, the screen before her pearl, her throne. That was the last straw, she couldn't bear to wait any longer for the child to wake up, she needed to know Alex was ok, needed to know that the cold she experienced the day prior hadn't affected that sweet little girl negatively.
As the negative thoughts began to pummel Blue Diamond's mind she ran through the twisting halls, and towards Alexandria, hoping and praying to the stars that she was just being worrisome and that Alex just didn't want to be disturbed.
Bursting through the open door, she looked at the cushion where Alex lay, her form not seeming to move under the large cloak.
In a second, she was beside where Alex lay, lightly shaking the girl's small shoulder under the blanket. The princess groaned softly, trying to ignore the disturbance.
"Alex, please, wake up." Blue practically begged, continuing to shake the child's shoulder. Alexandria groaned more and weakly pushed Blue's hand from her shoulder, rolling over to drift back to sleep.
"Alexandria, come now, it's time to get up." Blue insisted, taking the cover from over the girl. the platinum haired child curled up into herself to try and replace the warmth taken away, when her attempts of warmth failed, she sat up and rubbed her sleepy eyes and wiped her nose, sniffling away any remaining snot that congested her small nose.
Blue gasped at the gruesome sight before her. Alexandria's eyes were puffy and red, her nose a similar shade. Her skin was a pasty white, such a contrast from the pale tan it normally was, and dried tears and snot caked themselves into her hands and sleeve hems. A wet cough tore itself from the young empress's throat, and rang sickly through the room, echoing in the ocean queen's eardrums.
"Morning Blue... I don't feel to well..." Alex managed through her sore throat, her voice sounding of sandpaper and gravel. Again she rubbed her sore eyes, trying to unblur the image of cerulean before her.
"Oh dear..." Blue cut under her breath, her call ringing out through the circler room. "Pearl! Go fetch Steven! Immediately!"
White pearl exited the room, traveling outside the ship to the beach house where Steven was.
Time inched on, before Steven entered the room, Blue sitting on the bed with Alex propped up against her side, recovered by the blanket of black, white, and silver stars.
"What's the matter? White pearl didn't really say anything." Steven said, jumping onto the bed near the two diamonds.
"I don't know! But Alexandria looks dreadful, Steven there is nothing that could cause a gem to look like this! I figured it had to be something humans experience, but I don't know what to do Steven!" Blue said, her voice rising in pitch, tears starting to brim in her blue pools.
"Hi Alex, how you feeling?" Steven asked, sitting beside the two gem females.
"I feel hot and sticky, and my throat hurts, and my eyes, and my head, and my nose just keeps dripping! Steven! I'm scared!" Alex whined, nestling closer to Blue's velvet coated side.
Steven put his wrist to Alexandria's forehead, which he then quickly withdrew. "She's burning up." He said, looking up to lock sights with Blue's diamond iris's.
"WHAT?!" Blue practically screeched, her eyes widening in panic as she looked down to the child snuggling her side. Alexandria whimpered and clutched all the tighter to Blue.
"Wha? No, you..." Steven facepalmed, they had misunderstood what he meant. "She's got a fever, which is like... um.. Well you don't feel good, and you feel really weak. But she's not going to die, it'll pass in a few days and she'll be back to normal. But, you're going to have to rest in order to get better Alex, I'll bring some medicine later but for right now you just need to try and stay calm."
Silver tears pooled in Alex's dimmed grey eyes, and she nodded sniffling the mucus that dripped from her nose, her head throbbed painfully as she moved it, a whine bubbling in her pained throat. Blue put her hand to Alex's forehead in the same way Steven had, and although her hand could linger longer than his, she still felt the heat that spread from Alex's forehead, pooling in her gem delivering a painful burn to the cyan hand of the ocean queen.
Steven hopped off the cushion and exited the room, leaving the two gems to themselves.
When Steven returned, Connie was with him a grocery bag in her hand as well as some other things which Blue couldn't identify.
Alexandria coughed, smiling softly at Connie as she set the bag down and began taking things out. "Steven, can you get a washcloth with some cool water, while I check her temperature?" Connie asked, taking a child thermometer out of it's case.
Alex inched away from Connie as she moved the device closer to her forehead, Blue partially shielding the child with her arm.
"Don't worry." Connie laughed gently. "This just takes your temperature. Nothing to be scared of."
Blue moved her arm back slightly, allowing the dark skinned young woman to continue.
With worried eyes, Connie regarded the small device, muttering under her breath. "Connie, how bad is it?" Steven asked, wringing out the wet cloth into a bowl, then placing it on Alex's forehead. Steam clouded off the girl's skin as the damp cool rag made contact, causing a gasp to ring from all of them.
"Her temperature is... it's beyond that of what anyone could handle, it's at 112.6 and 121.3 on her gem, technically speaking her brain is basically being fried." Connie said grimly, a frown crossing her face. "The only way I can think of to bring her body temperature down is maybe an ice pack, but I honestly don't know, she inhumanly hot, you could almost fry an egg with how hot her forehead is."
Alexandria whined, she didn't like what they were saying even though their voices seemed to meld together, and figures blur. She didn't want to stay in bed until she was better, she didn't want to taste anymore of that horrid medicine, she wanted to be able to play and run about, she wanted to go see that girl who had played with her again. She didn't want to eat another bowl of soup, she didn't want to throw up again and feel her sore throat being coated in stomach acid.
Oh, how Alexandria wanted to throw a fit and complain, to protest how she was feeling. But how even a minor tantrum made her head ache, pound, and throb shut down her protests before the built. All the little girl could do was just go with what was going on, without complaint.
But the visits from the Pearls to monitor her during their Diamonds absence made it a little better.
Yellow Diamond would sit with her for a while, sometimes singing, or just talking, and on the rare instance would cuddle the young girl, but only slightly.
Blue Diamond would talk with Alexandria, sing, play music on her harp, read, and snuggle with the sick girl until she fell into the fitful sleep of her fever.
Yellow Pearl would read stories to the young empress, acting out the scenes and changing her tone to match each character.
And Blue Pearl would draw with the small queen, either coloring in a color book, or sketching a picture of one of their friends.
But one day while Blue pearl sat with a resting Alex, the little girl asked a little question, almost to beat her question before she became ill. She asked:
"What was mommy like?"
Boy, she is just full of questions even when she's sick, she still is asking all sorta of questions.
How will Blue Pearl answer, since hardly anyone, diamond or pearl alike hardly got to know the true side of White Diamond aside from the queen who wanted everything perfect and threw a fit when she didn't get her way?
I mean this new episode just kinda makes it so hard to continue this because she's not as mature as one would have thought, but don't worry readers I don't plan on stopping just because White actually acts like a who knows how billions of years old bratty little prima donna.
