and-hes-the-biscuit:
“Well, Garnet and Amethyst are out looking for you! They’ve been so worried, you’ve been gone for so long and-wait, mistaken for another?” This made Steven stop in his tracks. Pearl seemed to think that there were other beings out there that were apparently identical to her in enough ways that it could be problematic. But there weren’t. Not that he know of anyway. This train of thought had made him pause. Then it hit him, like a smack to the face. Pearl didn’t remember him, at all.
Steven clutched to his stomach, suddenly feeling queasy. Pearl was acting like a complete stranger, could she even remember Amethyst? Or Garnet? Or Rose- He cut himself right there, not wanting to think of the implications of such a scenario. Shaking his head to clear his mind of all of his misgivings, Steven continued to talk.
“No, no, no. You are the right Pearl, You are the only Pearl. You have to be, I’ve known you for as long as I’ve lived! How would I mistake you for someone else? You may not know who I am right know, but I know who you are,” Steven found that his voice was beginning to rise in volume, unsure whether it was determination or desperation.
“And if you really want to talk to another gem, you can talk to me,” He declared, pulling up his shirt, revealing a gem of his own. The boy was starting to tremble, this could either go really well, or go horribly wrong.
Pearl was rapidly losing the faint glimmer of hope she had felt before, her expression once again falling into its previous, hardened frown. Alright, so this thing was not going to be helpful after all. She was hardly even listening to him anymore by the end, her eyes instead falling to the warp pad under her feet. Back to her previous plan, then. Maybe she could find some other gems on her own, if they had indeed occupied this planet..
But all at once Pearl’s attention was back on the small human, her eyes widening with considerable shock when she saw the pink gem upon his body. Disbelief gripped her tightly, her mind scanning again and again through its pre-programmed information, yet still refusing to believe that the gem in front of her was truly the one that her data claimed it to be. It didn’t make sense. Nothing made sense to the pearl right now, but this was truly jarring.
“...How do you have that gem?” Pearl finally asked, her voice low. The expression she fixed the human with was hard to read, but it was nothing like the Pearl he was thinking of her as.
