A/N: Heya, everyone! it's finally Thursday again! and that means another update from yours truly! I'll say one thing right now - I'm not sure when this will be finished. There's gonna be a hiatus after the next few chapters. I'm all raring to go forth, but I gotta make sure my roleplay partner, Anonymistress (Ace), is okay. Anywho, I got a guest reviewer~

/Guest (EMObillcipher89): Oh, Bill sure does need him! glad you're praying for him. And thank you so much! both Ace and I enjoy all your kind words. :3

And with that said, enjoy the chapter!

A Triangle in the Stars
Chapter Sixty-Two: Treatment

Somewhere in the Temple, Pearl had separated herself from Keyhole and Amethyst secretly, and was currently tucked into a corner, messing with the device she'd "borrowed" from the Zodiac Temple. Meanwhile, with the "ambulance" lion, the door led them straight into Rose's room, and Stan took a look around, "Huh. What a strange place..."

And then the door to the outside disappeared, but no one noted that. Ford was almost close to passing out, but kept himself awake. He adjusted his glasses weakly, beholding the lovely pink clouds. Lion then roared, and the room started changing according to his demand - to take them to Pearl. Stan tapped the ground a couple of times with his shoe, trying to make sense of this, but then he shrugged. He didn't understand anything anymore.

For some reason, it took them into the purple Quartz's room, and it wasn't what either of them expected. Towers of garbage and junk made their home here, and they didn't seem to end. There were even some littered across the ground. Ford gasped, and struggled to get up, but the pain was too much. He wanted to sit and clean up everything here. But that wasn't the time right now. Lion ignored all this, and simply walked through, using his nose to try and sniff out the tall Gem amongst all the junk. Pearl was somewhere nearby...

Stan followed, silent, wondering where they were going and why. Pearl heard the footsteps, and thought it was Keyhole and Amethyst coming back to get her, and promptly put away the device, sweating nervously. To her surprise, a black nose and pink snout poked in instead. She stared for a while, "L..Lion?"

And then he walked all the way in, revealing the human on his back. Her eyes widened, and she pursed her lips. What was this? why were they here?

Ford glanced up at her, vision slightly blurry, but managed to make out the pearl on her forehead. So that's why she was called Pearl. But he was antsy about her, recalling what Peridot had said about her species. That they hated humans. That tall.. "fusion", as he deemed her, back there seemed different, but he didn't know about this one, despite what Garnet had ordered to Lion.

"Hey there!" Stan waved nervously at her, having come into her line of sight. He obviously wasn't as wary.

She blinked at him, and waved back, almost coolly, "Hello."

Ford could tell she wasn't comfortable. But when she got up and stepped up to them, with such confidence and maybe even a little condescension, he immediately changed his mind. He didn't know whether she was going to finish Jasper's job, or what, but he was less prepared than ever either way.

"State your business here..." she commanded firmly, trying to understand why they were in these rooms when no other human but Steven had ever been. She slightly hoped she wasn't coming off as a jerk. But the way Ford was looking at her was lost on her.

"Uh... the tall lady sent us here," his brother blurted out.

"Tall lady?" this only took a moment to dawn on her and she soon realized, blue eyes wide. "Garnet. Oh, my apologies!"

Ford frowned just a little at this change in her attitude. It seemed a little too quick. And it was. Pearl was still very uncomfortable, but she trusted Garnet's judgement. He coughed, bringing attention to him, and Lion whined slightly.

"What are you saying..?" the tall pale Gem frowned a little as well, looking at the pink fluffy creature, before she cast her gaze on Ford again. She spotted the blood and gasped, "You're hurt. Follow me."

And she started walking away, ignoring her disgust for having to walk amongst this filth. She was rather surprised she hadn't lost it in all this time. Stan followed, silently, observing the piles of rubble, occasionally taking an item or two of value. He doubted anyone would notice.

Pearl looked back at them every now and then. She saw, but didn't say a thing. She had wanted these piles gone for the longest anyway, and even a few items gone would really help. Lion followed, periodically jumping to keep Ford awake. He knew that much, when a human was that injured, with a bullet especially, that they absolutely should not fall asleep. The scientist knew this too, but couldn't really help it, unfortunately, so he appreciated the help.

The tall Gem eventually reached a certain pile and started rummaging through it, mumbling occasionally how disgusted she still was. She wanted something clean, but this'd have to make due, for she had no idea how long that man was suffering like that and it wouldn't do any good to make him wait any longer. For some reason, something told her he was extremely important, and she listened to that.

His brother, in the meantime, found things that were gold and silver. He found nice things, and things like three square inches of compressed glitter. He admired this place, and knew no matter how many times he came here, he was not likely to get every item of value. Pearl eventually found a rag, and a makeshift bandage roll. She found some wound dressing too, which was surprisingly recent. She then instructed the man to take off the coat, and hopped off towards a small pond, most likely to clean off the rag.

Ford was a little hesitant, but started. He yelped, for he was still in serious pain. Why did he have to wear a turtleneck too? and then he remembered and blushed. Right.

"So, uh, can I help?" Stanley asked, hesitantly, unsure. He didn't want to make the wound worse.

"Um, sure," the old man almost gave up, however. He wondered what their reactions would be. Lion lay down, Ford still atop his back, and yawned. Stan carefully took off Ford's coat then, biting his lip. And luckily, there was a tearing hole in the turtleneck, and it had gotten big enough for the wound to be treated, so it seemed as if that didn't need to be taken off. Ford sighed of relief, "Thanks.."

"I got you, bro," smiled Stan, patting his shoulder. He winced, but smiled back anyway.

Pearl soon came back, with a relatively clean rag and the proper materials, as well as some tweezers. She knelt, setting them in her lap, "Hold still. This is going to hurt a lot."

The old man paled. At least she was brutally honest. She gently grabbed the afflicted shoulder and used the sterilized tweezers to carefully find the bullet and pull it out. Ford kept from screaming and crying, biting his lip, and the Gem realized she forgot something and stuffed a hopefully clean item in his mouth, muffling the screams. Stan watched, wincing and flinching. He surely felt his brother's pain.

She soon found the bullet and carefully pulled it out. It didn't look pretty at all, and she pulled a face at it before setting it aside. Ford was biting down on that something so hard his cheekbones turned white, he swore. Pearl then began treating it, trying her best not to express her disgust. Stan kept staring, watching, as that was all he could do, at this point.

"You know.. you're quite the trooper.." she attempted at some small talk. "Most humans don't last this long."

Ford wasn't comfortable with this fact. He spat the thing out of his mouth, and spoke, "We're stronger than you think, ma'am."

Pearl hummed, pursing her lips. It was as if she didn't believe him. She was finished treating it and then wrapped it using the bandage she found. Stan smiled and sighed with relief.

"You'll have to rest before you do anything strenuous," the tall Gem informed him. She glanced at the other man, and just now noticed they looked alike, with a few key differences. Her eyes widened, but she was given no opportunity to ask, for..

"So.. you don't hate humans..?" Ford asked, still apparently worried about that.
And Pearl stared. And burst out laughing, much to his confusion. She stuttered between laughs, "H..hate humans? that's quite a stretch!"

She continued laughing, barely able to keep her posture even as she was on her knees. Stan raised an eyebrow, and leaned back. He then noticed something shiny, and proceeded to shove that into a pocket.

"B..but you're a Gem," he pointed out, almost helplessly. Pearl immediately stopped her laughter cold, realizing he was completely serious. She shook slightly, "Y..you know what I am?"

"Wasn't hard to figure out," he frowned slightly, leaving out the fact that Peridot was the one who told them about the Gems. She sighed, looking apologetic. But like him having a hard time saying thank you, and like Stan haing a hard time saying please, she seemed to have a hard time saying sorry.

Stan nodded. "What's your name, anyway?" he asked her.

"It's Pearl," she said, lip twitching. Ford nodded as well, almost smiling due to his earlier observation being correct. "And yours?"

She still thought it extremely strange that they looked similar. Were they clones?

"My name's Stanford, but everyone calls me Ford," he allowed himself to smile all the way. The Gem barely smiled back out of awkwardness. Lion yawned once more, and would have rolled over if the man still wasn't resting on his back.

"I'm Stan Pines," he smiled just as awkwardly.

"Stan and Ford.." she repeated, glancing at both of them. She then nodded, "Well, nice to finally get your names." She then clasped her hands, "What were you saying about Gems?"

"They hate humans," Ford kept it simple.

"Well, we don't," Pearl reassured him. He sighed of relief. "You honestly think we'd stay here and protect this planet if we weren't fond of you?"

Ford nodded, "Good point."

From what though? that was a question swimming around in his mind now. Other Gems? Pearl soon sighed and looked at Stan, a question in her eyes.

Stan frowned. "What is it?" he asked, before looking down at himself in case a pocket was out or his fly was down.

"You look alike," she stated, blinking. Ford couldn't answer that, because he was drifting off. But it was safe now.

"We're twins," he explained, and when he saw that she was still confused, he further explained. "Our mom made us at the same time. so we're fraternal twins." He put an arm around his brother, smiling.

"I see," Pearl nodded, smiling. Ford barely smirked as well. "Well, I've never seen you around before. Why are you here, exactly?" Again, the scientist didn't answer, and he was half-asleep this time.

"We were here to kill a demon, but then we found out that demon was reformed, so now we're just trying to get our friend back so we can go home." He looked over at Ford, and decided he might hit the hay sometime soon too.

"Antarctica," Ford sleepily mumbled.

"Mhm.." she frowned then. She wouldn't have believed that a reformed demon was even possible before Keyhole. "Where did you come from? you probably have come a long way."

"We came from Gravity Falls!" Stan announced proudly, hands on his hips.
"Gravity Falls.. I've never heard of it.." her brow furrowed. So why did it seem so familiar?

Like Lion, Ford had drifted off to sleep, comfortably. The creature was soft enough to allow that luxury.

"So, uh... what now?" he spoke quietly.

"Well, since Lion's asleep, you'll have to stay here. If Amethyst and Keyhole come back, we can head to the kitchen," she planned it out already.

He nodded. "Sounds good..." he yawned loudly, getting on Lion, to rest like his brother. She smiled a little. These two weren't so bad at all. But they were only two full humans. Out of millions. She pursed her lips, and stood up, brushing off her knees. She couldn't believe she'd stood this for so long. Disgusting.

A/N: And there you have it! a new perspective! well, not really "new". I was Pearl and Ford, and Ace had Stan! I hope you enjoyed, and we snuck some references in here. Hope ya find them!