It had all started with the Crystal Gems taking a break. A break! In building the drill! To save the planet! The work was so tantalizingly close to being done that Peridot had complained to Steven, vehemently. It had involved waving a little power drill in the air for emphasis. Which had, as most things around here seemed to do, inspired Steven to ( Read more... )

The next couple of weeks were eventful for Peridot and the Crystal Gems. There was a drill to be built and a Cluster to be stopped, after all. And while there were hiccups - Peridot butted heads with Pearl, earned herself a short sentence being trapped in a baby harness, unwittingly insulted Amethyst, and found herself constantly repulsed by Garnet ( Read more... )

There was a light. A bright one, and out of it grew something that, if briefly, resembled a doll growing out of a green, triangular gemstone.

Peridot's feet planted squarely on the floor, her arm raised, her hand in a fist.

"--the Cluster, you insufferable half-formed traitor mega-clods!!"

( Wait. )

Peridot was desperate. All of her ways of contacting Homeworld had been exhausted, shattered by the Crystal Gems. They'd almost caught her, too, and she'd paid the price for it. Now she was down one foot. She had no means of calling Portalocity for a quick duck-and-cover out of here, and no way of knowing if her distress call had even been received ( Read more... )

Peridot's brilliant 'get back to Homeworld before the traitors or the Cluster kill me' plan wasn't going so well. She hadn't gotten any reply at all from the distress signal that she'd sent out, and by the time she'd returned to the Communication Hub to see what had gone wrong... it had been demolished. Smashed to rubble and beyond repair ( Read more... )