Opal was a fusion. She knew that. But she didn't care, she was happy. Opal was made me of love (literally) just like Garnet. Opal opened her eyes for the day was young. And Peal had not yet awoken, and when Amethyst was awake she was awake. Opal yawned. "We stayed fused all night, Peal's not gonna like how messy our hair looks, oh well."
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Pearlmethyst stories vol 1
FanfictionA compilation of short fanfictions involving Pearl and Amethyst
