[Pearl And The Bad Girl]~~ pearl x Fem reader

ch.2 congratulations you're a pimp now

~~~2nd person's p.o.v~~~

"Well you see sweetie." Pearl started flirtatiously. You didn't really pay attention to what she said. Instead you were checking out her facial structure. That smooth looking skin just makes you wanna touch it, her hair (from your perspective of course) it looks so soft and neat you just wanna play with it. You then examined the pearl on her forehead... Very strange.

Before you could say anything about it she stopped bluffing about god knows what and was waiting for your reaction to what she just said. God those lovely baby blue eyes. you just wanted to stare at them all day. You blushed and immediately started working on the lovely supremo knowing you've been staring for too long. I mean... 3 seconds of staring at someone's beautiful eyes is pretty long in my opinion.

~~time skip to 1 and a half hours of working on a 90's used legend brought to you by singing and crying by Samantha pepper~~

I finally finished working on the supremo which resulted Half way in taking off your flannel because you where too hot from hunching over and doing nothing else but moving your arms. You were wearing a black tank top underneath which probably pleased Pearl. After all you did prefer to hold your guitar instead of using a strap because it was easier for you at least, but in order to hold and play a bass without a strap you need to be at least 3/10 of Isaacs strength. Which in fact you were. In return for visiting the gym often you were rewarded with muscles and such. Anyway were getting off topic here. A hot-topic.

"Excuse me?" The lady tapped your shoulder attempting to get your attention when you put down the hood of the supremo. You looked back at her and she was blushing like hell. 'Cute' you thought. She handed you a 20 dollar bill. "I appreciate your offer miss but you don't need to pay me after all with a pretTYYYY CAR of yours i-it should be f-free!" You almost called her face pretty right in front of her face, right in front of her children....friends.....eh let's just say friends. "No, no I insist l-... after all you did just finish a show and you must be extremely tired, so I thought that you should deserve a reward." At the moment she said sleep you yawned and felt extremely tired. She was right.

Thinking she wouldn't take no for an answer you gently took the money from her hand and inserted it in your pocket. You wrapped your flannel shirt around your waist and went to go get the tool box but instead the lady's hand grabbed it. "H-here let me help" the pretty lady said. She probably knew you were tired as balls and wanted to help. What a sweet heart. You both walked back through the bushes and in front of your house.

~~~pearl's p.o.v~~~

If Steven and amethyst were correct on human relationships and if I can walk the human home and give her Steven's number I could finally have a relationship with a human that's not Greg or Connie. Finally someone who has no friendly relationship with Steven. A human of my own.

"Well thanks for the help but I gotta take care of these dumbos minus one." (Y/n) snickered and took the toolbox which resulted in us brushing our hands lightly for a split second. "Yes well, I guess I must be going too, goodbye (y/n)!" I said/shouted while walking off. She waved back and entered the building.

"Oh jeez" I breathed out.

~~~(y/n)'s p.o.v~~~

"Oh jeez" I breathed out.

I went to the living room to go the the garage door since it was already closed from the outside. When I got to the living room I saw everyone staring at me for some reason. "So~ how did it go?" Jerry asked. I got the feeling that he told everyone in the house....shit even Mike is there. "(Y/n)! Did you get her number!!?" Mike shouted. I thought he would still be knocked out. "All I got was a 20 sorry guys." You took out the $20 bill, gave it to Issac and took a seat on the other side of the couch. "(Y/n) got a number from 'P'." Issac calmly stated. "WHAT?!?!" EVERYONE SHOUTED IN UNISON WHILE JUMPING OFF THE COUCH.

He showed me the side of the bill which had it note on it written in neatly baby blue sharpie 'call me~ (insert Steven's number here) P.'. You blushed furiously. "You know what this calls for (y/n)?" Issac asked while smirking. "W-what?" "A beach day, and we're all spending the whole day at the beach." "That's fine......." You fell on the couch and fell deep asleep.

Beach day it is then.