Pickles?!?

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A/N- ENJOY PEOPLE- (couldn't be bothered to proof read sorry! :) )
W/C- 758
-Shiny duo!
-Inspired by Hermitcraft Season 10
- Random question but do you guys have any pickles?????

"GEMMMMMM!" A voice rings through our room.

"What now Pearlo?" I respond, continuing to scroll through Tumblr on my phone.

Shuffling comes the part of our dorm where the small kitchen is. I don't look up as footsteps approach me.

"There's no more again," I glance up above me to see a small frown on Pearl's face. I can't tell if she's upset or trying not to laugh.

"No more.. what?" I ask cautiously. I swear if this is the same conversation we've had every day for the past week I think I may just have to drop out of College, flee the country, change my identity and find out some way to make myself just simply disappear.

"You know what." Wow so helpful Pearl.

I let out a sigh as I pushed myself off of the sofa and onto my feet. Ugh why does Pearl have to be so damn tall!

"What do you want me to do Pearl if I don't know what we don't have," I put my hands on my hips, looking up at her tall figure.

She flung her hands out in an exasperated manner and walked into the kitchen. A thought hit me. No Pearl. Pearl swivelled towards the right side of the room, and a similar feeling to butterflies filled my stomach. Soon enough she's stood in front of the fridge and the realisation hits me too late.

Before I can say anything Pearl grins, opens the fridge and grabs an empty jar- the jar.

"Hey Gem?" No. "Got any.." NO. "pickllllles?"

"DAMNIT PEARL!" I try to hold back a laugh as I yell out the two words. Pearl is clutching the counter, trying so hard to not fall that her knuckles are turning white.

"Why... why do you do this to me Pearl," I put my hand to my head in a fake offended look. "My soul can't take this anymore!"

That only fuelled her laughed which had upgraded to cackling at this point.

"Because I want my pickles!!!"

- - -
Earlier that week: MONDAY

"Hey Geminislay?"

"That's me!"

"We need pickles. We're out."

"Sure I'll grab some after class."

- - -
TUESDAY

"Geeeem?"

"Mhmmmm?"

"I need to request something of you madam."

"And that would be?"

"Pickles!"

"Pearl... it's been a day? Did you like share them with people of something?!"

"A lady has her secrets!"

"Mk, I'll get some more."

- - -
WEDNESDAY

"Heya Pearl, class was sooo long."

"Aw that sucks. But do you know what didn't last long? The pickles."

"You- you need more!?"

"Yep!"

"That's weird."

"You're weird."

"You're weird."

"So let me have my pickes."

"Fiiine."

- - -
THURSDAY

"Fellow Soup Group member."

"Yeah Post Master Pearlo?"

"Got any pickles????"

"I-I don't know what to say anymore. I don't have pickles Pearl-"

"But I want my pickles."

"Why can't you get them?"

"Because I'm asking if you have any pickles."

"And I'm telling you no........... fine stop giving me that look!"

- - -
Yesterday: FRIDAY

"... PEARL!"

"Yeah mate?"

"Can you go grocery shopping?"

"I can as long as I can ask you a question."

"Fine what is it?"

"Got any pickllllllles?"

"No I don't- WHAT IS WITH YOU AND PICKLES?!"

"I just want pickles Gem. Can't a lady enjoy her pickles?!"

"I- okay I give up."

- - -
NOW

"Okay missy. Tell me what you need these pickles for," I cross my arms, trying desperately not to laugh.

Silence followed for a moment before the Aussie spoke. "If I tell you... promise to stay completely and utterly silent about what I'm about to say okay?"

"O-Kay..." she leant over and put her mouth to my ear and paused.

"I'm part of the Secret Pickles Society. SPS for short-"

"Like sunscreen?" I whisper under my breath, keeping the mood quiet and mysterious, though I was wondering why the abbreviation was the same as the sunscreen thingy.

"Gem that's SPF," she hissed with a giggle. "SPS."

"Oh-"

...

"And what does the SPS do?"

"We put pickles in trees-"

"HUH?!"

"Shhh keep your voice down," Pearl covered my mouth with her hand- which I immediately licked.

"EW GEM!" Pearl screeched, wiping her now licked hand on my arm which I squealed at and ran away, chased by a much fast Pearl.

Ten minutes later a very confused Cleo walked in to a Gem and Pearl screaming "PICKLES" at one another.

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A/N- Hey Gem? Got anyyy pickklllllles?

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