Amethyst looks like she's concentrating on something. She moves her checkers piece, "Ha, take that!"
"Wow, Amethyst, I'm impressed." Pearl says before being pelted by a water balloon.
"Alright, your move, Pearl." Isabella tells her.
"Isabella, are the water balloons really necessary?" Pearl asks.
"It was Steven's idea." Isabella gestures to the boy sitting in a lifeguard chair, holding water balloons.
"Yeah, this way the moves really matter." Steven says.
"But it's checkers! Every single move matters." Pearl told him.
Amethyst twirls a strand of her wet hair around her finger, "It sounds like someone's being a sore loser."
Pearl holds in her anger, "I'm not a sore loser," she defeats Amethyst in one move, "because I just won the game."
"Whaaa—?!! Here it comes!" Amethyst holds her arms out as Steven and Isabella pelt her with all the remaining water balloons. The purple gem lies down on her back, "Aaah! Feels good to lose."
Pearl crosses her arms, "Ahem, I certainly hope that's not the attitude you have during battle."
"Ugh, you're no fun anymore." Amethyst stands up, "This is why we never form Opal."
Pearl moves her had closer, "We don't form Opal because you're difficult and a mess."
Amethyst moves her head even closer, "We don't form Opal because you're uptight and--"
Steven jumps in between them and pushes their faces apart, "Guys! Guys! What is Opal?"
Isabella lifts up her sunglasses, "More like who is Opal."
"Oh it's the two of us, mashed together." Amethyst clasps her hands together.
Pearl scoffs, "Is water just hydrogen and oxygen "mashed" together?"
Amethyst and Steven look clueless, "Uhhh..."
"They combine, don't they?" Isabella asks.
"Look here." Pearl manipulates the sand to demonstrate, "When we synchronize our forms we can combine into a powerful fusion gem named Opal."
Amethyst stomps the figure in the sand, "Except I don't dance like that."
"Amethyst?!"
"Wow, that's so cool! But tell us more about Opal!" Steven says.
"Well, she's an ultra powerful, stone cold Betty--that part's me. And she's like, kinda tall--that part's Pearl."
"What Amethyst is attempting to say is, Opal is an amalgam of our combined magical and physical attributes fused into a single entity."
"Wow, can you do it right now?" Isabella asks.
"Come on, form Opal!" Steven adds as Amethyst scoffs.
"We only form Opal when it's absolutely necessary." Pearl explains as light emits from the beach house.
"Garnet's back!"
