[ frivolousfusion ]
Awakening with a start, Connie gasped as she came the realization that she was using a pale violet arm as a pillow. Her head was throbbing as though she’d hit it really hard; had she been knocked out? The last thing she remembered was trying to help Steven fend off a corrupted gem that’d been trailing him around. Rubbing her forehead, she saw that she was high up in the air-- held in the arms of a giant woman.
She spotted Amethyst’s gem first-- and then as her gaze traveled upward, she also noticed Pearl’s. Did they fuse? Steven had told her of Opal once before-- therefore that was the most logical guess as to who this was. Thousands of questions began to spin around in her mind.
“Oh-- you’re Opal, right? What happened?” And then, in a panic-- “W-where’s Steven?”