The thin Jasper lied. They spent only a fifth of the time training, of what the Jasper has told her. SHe said till the end of the cycle she would be fine. Yet the thin Jasper insisted that it was already close to the end of the cycle when it was not. Not at all. Pearl's eyes wandered to look at the sky, the light pouring in the room. Just as she returned she realised that the cycle was not even close to it send. She made herself presentable first, to than to spend the rest of the cycle sitting in pinks room with the pebbles tugging at her fingers.

She was so tired.

In such a good way.

She could still feel every hit on her light body even when they fully vanished from view.
It was, nice just taking her time.

Wasting time.

It was still nice, just feeling.

As the time ticked Pearl moved to sit on the floor with her back leaning against the wall. The support was nice. Her own mind stilled. Her body not moving, eyes blankly looking ahead. Pearl was just being. Waiting. Just feeling her tiredness.
Just listening to the movement of the pebbles in the walls, to the whispers of the walls down the hall. The movements and steps from countless gems outside, their noise simply pouring into the room from the open balcony. It was... comforting. How much she paid attention to those sounds now... after the silence that left her alone with her ... report preparation.
The door to the room opening, the steps.

Pink Diamond.

That how Pink diamonds steps sounded like.

She stood, bowing her head. Hands saluting. "My diamond."

She looked up, her diamond was frowning, eyes bearing suppressed tears. Pearl had to make her happy.
Pearl hesitated.

Has to...

She observed Pink walking to the centre of the room and dropping on the floor a chair being built around her by the pebbles. The diamonds eyes glaring out her balcony and directly at the view of white diamonds ship. She leaned into the back of the chair that got made. She looked lost in thought.

It would be proper to stay silent until spoken to.

Her fingers twitched, still holding the diamonds salute. Time ticked by and Pearl stayed silent.

Why?
The sun has set, the darkness spread. The light from countless sources keeping the world luminous. Yet, the sounds stayed all the same, small constant ever-present.

Why?
The whispering of worried pebbles, peeking out from the walls.

Why?
The night was passing. Pearl did not move. A different stillness... one not filled with...good.

Why?
Pink diamond stood up fast and to the point, she started to walk up and down the room. Angry and frustrated.

Why?
"She can't just say that to me!" Her diamond yelled towards the balcony.

Why?
Pearl felt her body twitch as Pink stomped, turning and kicking onto the chair easily breaking it to tiny pieces.

Why?
The pink pieces of the chair spread across the room. One jagged piece rolling up to Pearl feet.

Why?
Pearl kept completely still. An object does not move on its own.

Why?
If her diamond decides to break objects around her, she could break her as well. Break her in just as many shards.

So much about the renegade pearl.

Pearl stance dropped, arms no longer saluting. "My diamond!" She called out, stepping towards the angry diamond. Something no gem would ever dare unless ordered to. Pink head snapping towards her, the beginning of tears in her eyes. The furry burning high and sharp in the same diamond shaped pupils.
"What?!" Just as a harsh word is thrown at her. Pearl body twitched, she looked down to the floor. Silent. She should have not approached. The world was not silent around them. It was not as loud either.

The pebbles all watching not saying a word themselves. The sound of the whispering walls feeling so far away. The countless gems outside didn't sound that close anymore.

Her lips moved nearly on her own... no, Pearls are honest, the lips moved because...she was terrified the renegade pearl would be lost... if she didn't. So she had to. Stepping a single step closer, she smiled politely. A Pearl smile. The smile itself feeling like a sword in her hand. It made her feel the feeling of again.
"Do you wish to hear the report? " Pearl offered another step closer. Now standing directly in front of her diamond.
"Not now." Pink Diamond responded turning away looking towards the mirrors, fist clenching.

Why?
"It's about the pearl, Renegade pearl," Pearl spoke once more out of turn, unable to silent her words. Unable to let her be lost. Her own eyes travelling to their reflections in the mirror. Pink frowning brows and her own face. Pearl... seeing her own expression... Were the eyes that were looking back at her from the mirror, her eyes? Were those eyes the eyes of the feeling again?

Again.
Why?
It looked like, how she felt when she again stood up in the kindergartens. She knew, those eyes, that look, she would give the thin Jasper that as she would stand up again.
"About who?" Pink Diamond asked turning once more to face her, looking sharply down at Pearl. The diamond look snapping her from looking at her own reflection. She meet Pinks eyes. She kept her gaze.

Why?
Who?

Pearl is an object.
Why?
About what? Was the correct thing ...

Why?
Who?

Why?
So not proper.

She lowered her eyes quickly to the floor, taking the diamond salute for familiarity. Familiar was good. She could still ... the renegade reaction to this. The renegade pearl would hum, and be interested in Pink choice of words. That other Pearl would be wondering how the diamond sees her. It didn't matter what pearl was wondering.
It mattered to renegade Pearl.

"It's the mysterious pearl name, my diamond." She offered.

A short moment passed before she added. "I prepared it for you, as you ordered me to go and prepare it, my diamond."

A soft oh from her diamond, before she added "Right..." Pearl glanced carefully up, seeing a hue of extra pink on her diamond cheeks. It looked... good. Shyly she averted her eyes back to her own feet. "I did tell you that... I suppose... fine go on, tell me the report."
Pearl smiled, happy. She felt so happy as she looked up, her hands clasped together, opening her mount to read the report as she was about to summon the screen where the report was written... The report she never wrote. Because Pearls do not write reports.

Pearls at best record trials.

She did all the preparation and never wrote a report... She didn't have a report to read her diamond. She had no report to share all of those things she did for her. How was she to give them to her, if she had none to read from!

A second too long passed.
"Are you going to start?" Pink questioned.
Pearl's fingers twitched, her eyes looking past her diamond to the mirror. She... needed help. No one could help her failures.

The other pearl eyes rolled, even completely white she could feel the eyes roll.

Just use words that fit.

"In the old kindergartens, it is silent." Pearl started, that was not how reports usually started. She continued if she stopped... everything may stop. She didn't want it to ever stop.
"It's so different from the world we know. It's dark, lonely and silent. If one stops walking there wouldn't even be the sound of your own steps. Nothing at all. Nothing but your own being... and in this silence it is... so much easier to hear one doubts. Your fears are so much louder than they ever could be here. Looking at them may even terrify you. And right there is where the mysterious pearl got her name."

Pearl stopped, so she could look at Pink who was so still... like never before did she saw Pink be so... still, not even when she was laying on the floor, not moving on the floor… then she felt empty but not still and concentrated. Pearl was staring at her own diamond. "Please, keep going."

"Oh right!" Pearl stammered, eyes darting to her reflection. Her own cheeks had a bluish hue on them. So that's what the hot feeling in her face meant. "It was in her early cycles before she started doing all the other staff. In those hallways, she wandered with stolen weapons from a ruby armoury. Yet, to truly learn to use any of them. It didn't scare her to use the weapons. The idea that she would hold them made her excited. She kept wondering how they will fit in her hand. Fingers twitching for them. Once she did hold them she was fascinated that they would make a sound when swung fast... Like woosh."

Pearl kept putting words that fit. She let out the thin jasper, it didnt...she didn't want to share her until they had a complete deal. Still, she kept talking.
Pearl stopped only once the renegade was done with her training, leaving the kindergarten. Never telling where the renegade went off. The renegade was doing it for her, but Pearl omitted to ever tell who the her was.

"You are amazing!"

"My diamond?"

"I never heard a report like that! I loved it! The renegade is amazing! Can you always tell me reports of her like that?! Please!"

Of her, not of it.
"...I could..."
If
"Great!" Her diamond clasped her hands together.
If
"I cannot wait for your next!" Her diamond stood up.
If
"If I get enough time to go to prepare them." Pear spoke up.

"Sure! This is so much better than the previous ones!" Pink beamed at her. Radiant and shining like no other diamond. Pearl wanted Pink to be like that always.