-Six Thousand Years Ago-

Peridot pulled up her touchscreen with her fingers, humming slightly in thought, biting the inside of her lip. She looked out of the window of her pod as she drove, an old training station catching her eye. It hadn't been used for hundreds of years, and no one would miss it if it were to be destroyed...

"Perfect." She smirked. "Just perfect." She laughed wickedly, keeping her voice low. No one needed to know her plan. Any interference would cause major flaws. She turned her pod around and headed back to her base.

The girl hesitantly walked into the abandoned training center. "Are you sure this is it, Peridot? No one's ever used this place..." She mused. Being the young gem she was, she had no idea of it's usage, as it had been stopped just before her birth.

"Yes, that's the place." Peridot replied, her voice scratchy through the communicator. "It should be in the center room. I trust you'll be able to find it."

"Alright, will do. I'll be back soon." She tucked the communicator away and silenced it, pulling her long hair up to keep it out of the way. Hesitantly, she stepped inside. Her footsteps echoed off the crumbling architecture, and she flinched lightly as tiny pieces of stone and dust particles hit the ground. Her hands trembled slightly, and she wanted to run far, far away from this place.

But Peridot wouldn't appreciate her chickening out.

And she had to impress her.

So, she continued on, approaching the center room, which was the control room.

Her communicator buzzed, and she turned it back on. "Are you in the center room yet?"

"Yes," she answered.

"Good." Peridot smirked to herself, her pod positioned above the building. "Now, to the far left, there is a small switch. It's very easy to miss, so be attentive." She tapped away at her touchscreen, a malicious smirk making it's way across her green lips, a small cackle escaping.

"Ready, aim, fire."

The young gem examined the control room where she'd been told to look, finding nothing. She searched the entire corner several times, always ending up with nothing.

Her communicator buzzed violently in her pocket, and she reached for it, but she was too late.

A blinding flash of light spread across her vision, a thunderous explosion making her eardrums ring.

"PERIDOT!" She screamed, her heart pounding in her chest. Another explosion sent her flying, her death nearly imminent as she blasted through the air, and out of the atmosphere.

Hours later, she awoke among the stars.

Peridot laughed cruelly as she fired lasers at the old training base. The day before, she'd rigged it with explosives, which would all go off, killing anyone within it's small, yet lethal range.

All her problems had been solved.

She landed her pod, walking into the smouldering remains of the building, smirking slightly as she bent down, picking up the light pink shards and examined them, like grains of sand between her fingertips.

She knew exactly what they were.

Mission accomplished.

-Present Day-

Peridot paced around the room, tablet open in front of her.

"Come on, Robonoids!" She shouted in annoyance. "HURRY UP!" Her ship was extremely slow, taking nearly two months to get to Earth from Homeworld. "CLODS!"

"Calm down, Peridot." Her communicator echoed, Yellow Diamond's voice coming through it. "Your rage won't help you any. Once you get there, then unleash your anger. Take it out upon their ugly blue skies, their putrid green grasses, and-"

"HEY!" She screamed, deeply offended. "I'M GREEN!"

"I am fully aware of that. Control your anger or there will be consequences. And remember-"

Peridot grumbled and threw her communicator, cutting off Yellow Diamond's voice mid-sentence, not really giving a damn anymore.

The girl stood on the boardwalk, staring down into the deep, cold, dark waters of the sea. The day had been dreary, as had all her days on Planet Earth. She had never liked it there, and wanted so desperately to go home that it hurt, tearing her stomach and ebbing at her sides, filling her eyes with moisture, and hollowing her heart.

But where was home, anyway?

Did she even have a home anymore?

She didn't know.

Amethyst walked out of the house, wanting a bit of fresh air. Connie and Steven's game of matchmaker had gotten her thinking, and she'd decided to take a walk to clear her head. She made her way in the direction of the boardwalk, not headed anywhere in particular. Just wandering, her mind miles away as she walked deeper into town.

Her eyes caught sight of the girl standing by the edge of the sea, and immediately snapped out of it. As simple as she might've been, Amethyst was completely starstruck. She was completely mesmerized by her long, flowing hair, much more well kept than her own. Her subtle frame, long legs, the very slight curve of her a-

"Amethyst, get your head out of the gutter!"

Just as she went to approach her, she turned and walked away, not noticing her presence.

Amethyst frowned slightly, but didn't go after her. She turned and headed for home, dumbstruck.

She had fallen in an instant.

Clouds gathered in the distant horizon as Garnet and Pearl stared at each other, awestruck from the intimacy of their kiss. A crash of lightning broke the silence, snapping them out of their moment.

"We should go," Garnet said, lowering her hands to her sides. "Make sure it's not storming back at home."

Pearl nodded and lowered her arms. "You're right. Let's go." She lowered her arms as well, taking Garnet's hand in her own. They walked together towards the warp pad, teleporting home just as it began to rain.

Steven, Amethyst, and Connie were gathered around in the living room, all wrapped in blankets as torrents of water fell around the house. Thunder echoed through the sky, and Connie flinched at the sound, moving closer to Steven. Blushing faintly, he put his arm around her, smiling reassuringly as she laid her head on his shoulder.

"Everything will be alright." He murmured, playing with a strand of her hair.

"Pearl, Garnet, you're back." Amethyst said. "You were gone for, like, hours... What'd you do?"

"Don't even start with that, Amethyst." Garnet interjected, looking down at Pearl, whose face had gone slightly blue.

Amethyst scoffed. "I didn't mean it like that. I meant your glasses."

"They're broken."

Garnet's eyes slowly opened, blinking to adjust to the light. Pearl laid curled up to her side, still peacefully asleep. She placed a gentle kiss above her gem, wrapping her arms around her, holding her close to her chest. She stared down at her angelic face- the gentle flutter of her eyelashes, her thin lips pursed in dreaming. Garnet gently ran her fingers through her hair, her heart swelling with joy. Pearl loved her. Even in her most despeeate attempts, her future visions had never shown this as a possibility.

But that didn't stop her from loving every moment.