#yellow muse

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Cookie Cat for both muses!

“Aww...” Blue giggles. “It’s kinda cute...”

“...I don’t see how. It is cold, though.” Right as Yellow says this, Blue bites into the ice cream sandwich, cringing at the cold.

“Teef’--” Awkwardly, Blue manages to swallow down the piece of Cookie Cat, shuddering a little. “You-- I think you’re supposed to use your teeth... Bite it off.”

Yellow raises an eyebrow. “Oh... That... actually makes sense.”

Blue takes another bite, this time more careful, while the other gem awkwardly mimics her.

“Wow... They taste really good once you get past the coldness.”

“Really?” Yellow doesn’t really see it. “...Eh. Take the rest of mine. I don’t think I like it so much.”

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Hotdogs! (For Both)

Send my muse a food or a drink and they will have to eat or drink it!

“Isn’t a dog one of those furry little animal things?” Yellow uneasily pokes at the food. “Is it made out of dog?”

She turns to Blue to see that the other pearl has already stuffed nearly half of the hot dog into her mouth. She doesn’t seem to know what to do next.

“...Blue.”

Yellow sighs and starts ripping her own hot dog into multiple smaller pieces. “This is probably how you’re supposed to do it.” And she just. Swallows one of them.

...

“Yellow?” Blue takes her own ‘dog out of her mouth.

No reply.

“It’s stuck in your throat, isn’t it?”

A nod.

“...This was a bad idea?”

A firm nod.

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@blackstardiopside

Was... that a gem? On Earth? Yellow, of course, had been aware that there were still gems living on Earth-- that pesky peridot came to mind-- but... it still felt somewhat strange to see one besides herself and Blue in a place like...

...This.

Then again, it could be something else. It didn’t look quite... right, as a gem. Yellow wasn’t sure how, exactly. Maybe it was a human? From her understanding, humans looked similar to gems; she’d never met one before, though.

“...Uh...” Well, no one around to tell her to shut up and act like a pearl, so she could just ask, she figured. “You... What are you?”

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