Debt of a Gem

by Songbird's Spirit

A collection of stories detailing the strange friendship forged between Peridot and a human named Debbie. Peridot, owing a debt to the woman after she protected her gem while her physical form regenerated, vows to off the human the moment her debt is paid. But will time change the way these two think of one another? (Drabbles, One-Shots, Slight Language)

12. Who is Zircon

"Come on Peridot!" Debbie groaned as the green gem sat back-turned to her on the love seat.

"No!"

"Why not?!"

"Because!" Peridot leapt up, standing on the cushion, "It doesn't concern you!"

"Oh! Like hell it doesn't!" Debbie roared, "Someone named Zircon is coming to this planet and you can't even tell me who it is?!"

"No! I...I can't...UGH!" Peridot gripped her hair in exasperation.

"Yeah, my thoughts exactly." The woman snapped and crossed her arms.

Peridot sat back down on the sofa, arms crossed in a pout.

"Dirt bomb."

"Crybaby."

"Flesh lump."

"Failure."

"Clod!"

"Clusterfuck!"

Debbie let out an explosive snort as Peridot turned and replied with an absolutely horrified expression.

"I do NOT!" She shrieked.

Debbie burst out laughing. "Whatever."

Silence weighed over the two once more until Peridot finally sighed.

"Zircon...is a general of sorts." Peridot relented, "it doesn't really identify as any of your earth genders, so you'd call it...sir."

"What's so bad about...Sir?"

"Zircon's worse than Jasper." Peridot grumbled, "All rules and failure is punishable by...Regenerative Bubbling."

"Bunable...what?"

"Try to keep up!" Peridot complained, "Regenerative Bubbling. We get poofed into our gems...and then they bubble us when we start to emerge. They keep us between existences." Peridot trembled. "It's not hard to go mad like that."

Debbie blinked in surprise, a ball of unease welling up in her chest. "This...this is bad."

"Gee, you think?"

"Oh shut up."

Peridot stood up and stretched, "Well if we're going to have to deal with Zircon, we'll have to make some changes to this base."

"Wait. What?" Debbie scrambled to her feet as the gem began to take measurements of her house, "Changes? What kind of changes?!" Debbie demanded, grasping at Peridot's forearm.

"Why does it matter?" Peridot scowled.

"Oh, I dunno? Why don't you like it when people touch your things?" Debbie huffed.

The gem grumbled in aggravation, but she had at least gotten the point. "I want to install a direct warp panel to the Stadium in this structure."

Debbie sighed, "And why can't this be done in the barn?"

"Because, the barn isn't as secure." Peridot argued.

"Yes, and how is my house exponentially better secured than the barn?" Debbie snorted.

"It just is."

"I beg to differ."

"It IS!" Peridot shouted, face contorting in anger.

Debbie rolled her eyes and sighed. "Whatever. Just do what you have to."

"I plan to."