"We are Warriors, Built to Fight, Protect and then Die... That is our Purpose, we do not think, nor do we question orders... Even if the the Order is to Cut down my own men... Under the Authority of the Diamonds, The Ends Justify The means."
The Sto...
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Tungsten: "No."
Standing infront of the bathroom door with his arms crossed and a serious expression on his face, Tungsten spoke firmly as he faced Garnet, Pearl and Amethyst, Garnet having an annoyed expression on her face at the situation.
Garnet: "Tungsten, If this "Cluster" is putting us in danger then Peridot needs to tell us where it is so we can stop it."
Tungsten: "And I'm telling you, that it's been a few hours since you all fought and poofed her. It's thanks to you three that we lost all the leverage we once had, meaning we can't demand answers anymore. So, all we can do is wait until she wants to tell us."
Tungsten said, causing Amethyst to groan as she was seen leaning against Pearl's back.
Amethyst: "Oh Come on! It can't be that hard right? Maybe we can guess! Is it like one big.... Hunk of Granola?"
There was a long moment of pause as everyone was silent... until...
Tungsten & Muffled Peridot: "... What's Granola?"
Pearl: "I'm sure it's not granola... *Sigh* Y/n, are you sure there isn't some sort of agreement we can come to with her? Maybe some sort of Trade?"
Peridot behind door: "That could work. How's this? You give me a SB-042 Gyro Tytic, an SB-906 Sabertank and mmmaaayyybbbee a SB-080 Pyroticgamba.... Oh AND A WAY OFF THIS TRASH PLANET!!! SO UNLESS I GET THAT! I DON'T THINK WE CAN REACH SOME SORT OF AGREEMENT!"
The Gems groaned at this, while Tungsten held his chin for a moment...
Tungsten: "906... 080... 042... You Wanna make a Hyper Sonic Speaker?"
Peridot behind Door: "Correct, so I can call those Clods, CLODS, WITH THE HIGHEST VOLUME PHYSICALLY AND MAGICALLY POSSIBLE AND UNDERSTANDABLE! CLODS!"
Peridot explained proudly, causing the Gems to groan louder while Tungsten chuckled a bit. The sound of the toilet flushing was then heard, before the sink. As inside, Steven was seen drying off his hands while Peridot faced the door with an intense glare.