||A Day For Mom||
{The warp pad roared to life in the stillness of the Temple House, manifesting the tall, square-headed fusion who often haunted the place. Garnet, as usual, had left without a word-- off to defeat and capture another wayward Gem the tendrils of her future-sight tangled in its grasp.
The house was empty. Steven had gone out, probably to stay with his Father, and Amethyst was nowhere to be found; but that wasn’t what Garnet noticed about the room.
On the futon, surrounded by the staircase and the shelves, sat Pearl; g i f t s in hand-- A rose, a card, and a box of chocolates that sat uneaten beside the pale Gem on the futon, like a paperweight. Had she even noticed Garnet return home? The universal splits of predicted conversation were torn on the matter and useless in providing a solid answer.
A flex of the fusion’s fingers sent the bubbled Gemstone to the pits of the Crystal Heart in a soundless, practiced blink. Garnet’s observation of Pearl lasted only a moment between her appearing and the decision to involve herself, broken only when she stepped from the warp and towards the other in several fluid steps.}
“...Is this seat taken?”
{Her voice broke the silence, and would hopefully break the Pearl from the hypnotic gaze of the rose in her hands.}