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Library, Wednesday

The books themselves seemed to be fairly well-behaved today in the library. It was the Gem who was acting a bit oddly. One minute she'd be following something around curiously, and then, at the drop of a hat, she'd turn on it and start terrorising it with her teeth.

The books were hiding from her, honestly. Which was an interesting feat in a room that was more book than anything else. But the way she was just hunkering behind the desk come early afternoon, ominously bathed in shadows, was just too much for any one library to deal with today. So the books were noping out on this one and not a single person could blame them.

Give her ten minutes and she'd be up on the desk and singing or something.

[OOC: This event is the event that I have always needed in my heart of hearts. Open, OCD-free, and spamming that random icon button for all it's worth today!]

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Me, too," Summer agreed, contradicting her horse-phobic self if two seconds ago. "But do you know what else I love?"

Inexpicably, there was a table with a clouche in front of her, and she pulled up the dome to reveal....

"Tacos! I made them myself."

Okay, what. The. HELL. A small part of Summer's brain was starting to think something seriously weird was up, because now things were just getting silly.

Peridot flinched a little, crouched down a bit, and looked generally overwhelmed by the whole situation.

"I don't know what tacos are, either!"

And this was a disaster!

Not that she couldn't just look at the tacos to find out, true enough, but at the moment she was just so stressed out by her ignorance that she really couldn't even muster that much.

"It's just tacos, Peridot, calm down," said Summer, having a seat st the table
"Meat and cheese and salsa wrapped deliciously in a tortilla. Just try some."

Only when Summer went to try some herself, she found the tacos had become something else.

"Uh, never mind. This is actually breakfast. And not breakfast tacos, though those are also delicious."

"I don't want to try breakfast," Peridot replied, brow furrowing stubbornly as she looked up from her little panic-crouch. "I'm a Gem! Gems don't eat!"

Well. Some could. Generally the ones who could shapeshift a digestive system for themselves.

Peridot was not one of those Gems.

"God," Summer frowned, "sorry. Forget I even asked."

She wasn't going to let cranky pants over here ruin her very persistent random breakfast, though.

"Okay then, I--"

Please hold, Summer. Apparently Peridot was on a spaceship and was in pilot mode, now.

"I--"

Why there was a spaceship in the library was anybody's best guess. Unless they were both out in space somewhere. Peridot paused for a moment, mentally re-adjusting to check the controls.

"... I guess I'm driving the library. You go ahead and eat your breakfast."

Fandom, why did you have to be like this?

"Awww, I didn't know you could drive a spaceship," said Summer, with a bit of an adoring smile to match. A spaceship that was also a library, but her belly was full of tasty breakfast, which apparently put her in a happy mood.

"Of course I can," Peridot replied as the library returned to normal around them, freeing up her hands again. She looked at one, perplexed. "I'm a Peridot."

She hesitated before kind of hedging, "That was weird, right?"

Pick any part of it, Summer. Go on.

"Yeah." Oh, no. Summer had gone all melty again,her adoring smile sharpening in one corner to a smirk. She didn't have a book to fondle, she definitely didn't have a breakfast to play with, so she had to resort to shyly tucking a strand of hair behind her ear. She was about two seconds away from a giggle, too. A giggle! "Super weird. Man, things are always just so interesting with you, Peridot...I kinda like it."

Where those fluttering eyelashes? MAAAYBE.

Yeah, DW was apparently super shipping it.

Peridot looked up at Summer at that, eyes wide.

"They are?" She paused, and then added, hesitantly, "You do?"

Was... was the human flirting with her?

"Well, duh." Grunting slightly, Summer went through another breakneck shift and rolled her eyes, popping a hip as one of her hands met it. "Of course I do. You're only, like, one of the most unique people on this island. Like, I've been to a bunch of different planets and universes and dimensions, and you still manage to be super fascinating and adorable. Obviously."

"Obviously," Peridot replied, looking somewhat at a loss. Normally she'd be pretty pleased by this, no question. After all, she was super fascinating.

The jury was still out on whether or not she'd allow somebody to call her adorable, though.

"That's... a good thing, right?"

"Yeah," Summer deadpanned, shaking her head. "It's a good thing. And if you can't understand that, then maybe it's just best I leave my book and leave you to your library that is apparently sometimes a spaceship. Bye, Peridot."

With that, she abruptly, suddenly, heartbreakingly turned to go.

And Peridot, who would otherwise have been confused at the very least, just kind of wrinkled her nose and watched Summer go.

"Humans are so weird."

Said the pot of the kettle.

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