"...not a good...need...my own..." Pink Pearl shivered. Her Diamond and White Diamond were talking longer than usual. Face emotionless, form good, she was good. But she was still worried. This time had been a little worse than the last; she almost got cracked. Her gem, set over her eye, ached with the memory. Her Diamond could be over exuberant at times in their games.
Pink Pearl glanced at the other pearl. White Diamond's pearl, on the other hand, was perfect. Gem polished to a gleam, form perfect, eyes ahead, nothing was out of place. Pink Pearl straightened up. Tremors rushed through the floor. The Diamonds must be done talking. She had to look as good-no, better, than the other pearl. The doors opened.
"It'll be better for both of us, starlight." It came without warning; one of the Diamonds picked her up. Pink Pearl struggled to keep still, to be the perfect pearl. White Diamond glared at her beadily. "You will have mine instead. Your pearl is too...defective for you to keep around any longer." White Diamond's grip tightened. Pink Pearl got the message. She let go of her physical form.
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White. White surrounded her the next time Pink Pearl regenerated. White Diamond smiled at her, not her Diamond. "You are now my pearl. And as my pearl, we need to change your gem." Change her gem? White Diamond picked her up again. Where was Her Diamond? What was happening? White Diamond gently reached around her gem. She locked her fingernails behind it and it hurt what was happening-POP! This was impossible, how could White Diamond have her gem but she still be here? She hadn't poof-OH!
Pink Pearl, form glitching, looked down. Her gem, somehow, was now on her stomach. How-She glitched again. REBOOTING.
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"Pink Diamond, your presence is required."