"Dead to me." - a Gem galaxies fanfiction

goodbye, my love.

 ok so, before we start. id like to say a biiiig thanks to my friend willow for writing this chapter!  shes the one who created circuit! the two love birds.

also sorry for the long wait.

+Morgana POV+ 

 It was an ordinary day. Or, so it seemed. 'Ordinary' had seemed to have gained a whole new meaning lately.She hadn't seen Circuit recently. Perhaps he was busy. Or perhaps he didn't have time for the likes of her. No, he's not like that. She continued gazing over the luminous bubbles above her. But the thought stayed with her.Before her daydreams could carry her too far away from reality, a slight movement was caught in the corner of her watchful eye.

 Hm?

 Two pearls clattered to the ground, before a light touched their surface as they rose up.

 Did they just... 

Within moments, a tall, apple-toned fusion pearl stood before her, their back turned. She heard them mumbling for a few moments, and she stood patiently. It became awkward quite quickly, though, for her at least.Her control over her curiosity drained, and she spoke up. 

"Hello,".

 "Yes, hello. You're a morganite, yes?" They said, still facing the other way."Why, I am. If you don't mind me asking, did you just... break out of your bubble?" she said, trying to compose herself. 

They turned around, studying their face, then nodding. "Yes. That was me,". 

"...How?""Well, it's really a matter of algorithms, ensuring your manoeuvres are precise." They paused. 

"Ah, it seems I'll have to be going now," they said, looking up at the sky.And before she could so much as flinch, they struck her shoulder with a chop, forcing her to retreat to her gem. 

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 As she found her form coming back to her, she opened her eyes to see a platinum watching her intently. She went to open her mouth, but the authoritative gem interrupted her. 

"Ah, there you are. You morganites surely do take your time,". 

She coughed, her throat dry. "M-my apologies, your clarity. How did this happen?". 

"I was hoping you could answer that,".

 "Well, as silly as it might seem, a gem, a fusion pearl, broke out of their bubble. And before I could react I was being sucked back into my gem,". 

"That's a bit far-fetched, don't you think? Though, you are rather convincing. Someone didn't accidentally code you as a zircon, did they?" The platinum laughed at their own joke, then paused. "Or perhaps you got it off that zircon that warped here with that angry kyanite on his tail. It's Morgana, right? That's the name he was calling out. Ah well, the kyanite caught up with him and dragged him off. Told him they were moving as far away from this wreck as possible," the platinum said, laughing at the end.Oh no... That didn't really happen, did it? He'll...

 I'll never... 

"You know him, do you?" 

The platinum said, noticing her expression.Morgana stared at her in silence, at a loss for words."Hm. We'd ought to send someone out to inspect you. All the gems who run off with one another always end up dead. Better rejuvenated than shattered, eh?" They said, almost cheerfully. 

She gathered her thoughts, her mind racing. "N-no, we're just friends. If you could even call it a friendship, really," the morganite stuttered.

 The gleaming silver gem glared at her, their gaze cutting into her like daggers. "I suppose... I'll let it slide. Consider this a warning, morganite,". And with that, they floated off, a hidden entourage of steels jumping out behind her.Were they there the whole time? No matter.

 The best thing I can do for myself right now is lie down...