Talk To Me

-This Is the Life-

What does a person do when a weight on their chest that has been there for years is finally lifted?

They celebrate, in their own way. That is what Peridot and Lapis did, although it wasn't so much a celebration, more of an "order three pizzas and watch TubeTube videos until we fall asleep" arrangement. Their typical weekend routine, actually.

Of course the two broke the news to Steven and Amethyst and anyone else it concerned, which was tiring. Having to explain the same story about the same gem over and over again reminded Lapis of the game of "telephone". She suspected that in this round, the phone lines had been cut. Lapis still felt disconnected even now. Her and Peridot had rested on Steven's couch the night before, where sunrise poured through the windows and painted the surroundings with streaks of gold and amber, breaking the pattern of grey that settled in the night. She didn't feel the warmth of its rays. Peridot was warmer. She was pressed against Lapis' side, her head nestled in the crook of her neck. When she exhaled, her breath fluttered strands of Lapis' hair. To Lapis' senses, it was all that existed. "Haven't we been this close before? Why does it feel different?" Her questions swirled together until they became brackish and briny, and she let out a deep sigh.

"...Peridot?"

Peridot shifted her head, causing her visor to poke into the back of Lapis' neck. She winced at the sharp point.

"Are you awake?"

She groaned and grumbled. "I am now," She said as she raised her head stiffly. 

Lapis rubbed the back of her neck and tilted her head to look at the ceiling. It was still patchy in places, and little flakes of wood drifted down occasionally.

"Why did you wake me up?"

"Oh, you were starting to get lines on your face."

"What?" She reached up and rubbed her cheek where line prints had indeed marked her skin.  "That's a stupid reason."

"I know."

"Then why?"

"I wanted to talk to you. I was bored."

"I wanted to talk to you too, but you could have waited until the sky was blue."

Lapis flushed. She hoped she wasn't being selfish. "Again." She nudged her foot against Peridots', hoping she couldn't feel how flustered she was.

"Well, let me make it up to you. We could...find somewhere to plant stuff, or go into town."

Peridot tilted her head and looked up at Lapis, the sunlight washing over her expectant face.

"By ourselves?"

"What do you mean?"

"Well, because, um...I mean, you wanted to talk to me, so we would talk together, and it would be weird if other people were there, right? Heh heh..."

Peridot felt the heat rising to her temples as she picked at the fabric of her leggings.

"No, yeah, I get it. By ourselves. We've been by ourselves a lot."

"Just like old times."

"Old times..."

Like a gravitational pull, the two were drawn to each other, moon seeking moon until their collision. But all moons have an orbit, and theirs had not yet crossed paths.

"Let's go into town. I want more pizza!" exclaimed Peridot.

Lapis laughed brightly, raising her arms to the ceiling. "Alright! Beach City, we're coming for your food!"