dekasaurus: Thanks! That's really good advice. Heh, yea sometimes I do change from perspectives, but I usually put a line or three dots to show I did but apparently I did not. Thanks!

There goes her snort, and sparkling freckles, and her eyes. Goddamn those eyes. That beauty can't even be comprehended by the smartest of scientists ever. God, don't look, don't see, don't star- PLEASE DON'T STARE.

Quickly get the backup!

Roger! Operation self-control initiating in 3... 2... 1-

GO!

Luckily, Peridot always has a back-up plan for these situations. These situations where nothing happens and your brain explodes on itself, and your heart chokes in your throat ; it's all because that one hot person wakes up in a organized ship and decidedly talks to you.

"Where are we?"

"I don't know, honestly I won't be able to answer any of your questions. I don't know anything." Peridot reply truthfully.

"The know-it-all knows nothing. Very helpful." She says ungratefully.

Something is meant to snap within her, something that'll make her shout something she'll regret later. Something like a low growl, or a snarky comeback or some badass insult. Nothing comes out, and for the first time, she's concerned that she's losing herself.

She nods towards the door "If you want you could just exit this room and risk your life Lazuli."

"You wanna come out with me?"

WHAT THE FUCK. You think that I want to go out with you (Yes Lapis, to be frank I want to bang you), more importantly you want me to come out with you?!

I think I need a doctor, my hearts beating too fast for a normal human being.

There's one there.

I need to die right now. My body is having some kind of chemical reaction here, I'm dying here.

It's a phenomenon called 'Having a crush'.

Peridot, the smartest person in her grade, and probably the school can't even figure out a solution for a phenomenon called 'Having a crush'. This phenomenon is common in everyone's life including her's yet why is this one so life-threatening?

God, can things get any more confusing?

The answer is obvious, yet she decides to leave it that way. Just to make things a little more curious.

"No, because you'll blow my cover." Ah, there's the snarky comment. Maybe she's not losing herself after all.

"Whatever," Lapis rolles her eyes before continuing, which Peridot turns redder than heated metal at "Would you rather sit here doing nothing or actually have some adventure?"

Peridot takes a moment to think? What would she do? Would she risk her life just because her crush ordered her to do something?

Definitely, you don't even need to ask that.

"You wanna wake up the others before we go?"

"I can't believe it was that easy for you to say yes. I didn't even have to persuade you!" If only you knew the truth Lapis.

Peridot repeats her question more sternly. "Do you wanna wake up the others?"

"Yes."

Peridot tip-toes over to Amethyst and tries her best to tickle her. She uses her sides as she knows that's one heck of a tickle spot for Amethyst.

Nothing happens.

She repeats her task for a few seconds before raising her hands in the air with a sigh a defeat.

"I tried with Amethyst." Peridot puffs her cheeks and blows out air showing her hard work.

"EVERYTHING IS PEACHY!" Peridot falls on her rear horrified while Lapis wheezed her lungs out. Was that Steven's voice?

"Oh my gosh Steven, that was hilarious! What the heck were you even dreaming about?" Lapis managed to whisper-choke those words out while calming from her fit of laughing, meanwhile Peridot just stared at both of them still horrified.

"That wasn't a dream." Steven said blankly. His eyes didn't even blink by far, and none of his words had any emotion in them.

"What wasn't a dream?" Peridot said surprised while stumbling her way to Steven.

"Do you really want to know?" Steven turned his head robotically to Peridot.

Peridot and Lapis both looked at each other only to be greeted with absolutely shocked faces. Was Steven okay?

Now you know the answer to the previous question. Oh boy, things can get way more confusing. That may be great for the author as she draws more attention to the readers, but for the characters and readers, oh boy must all that mystery hurt.

God, all this mystery does hurt. Even for the author.