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Library, Monday

Thanks to her conversation with Peridot in class, Tip spent the first chunk of her shift today looking up geology, specifically the way scientists had come up with to identify different minerals.

Well shit. Geologists did lick rocks after all. She was never going to hear the end of this.

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"I don't see why not," Tip said. "There's plenty of people who just live in town and don't go to school."

Peridot fidgeted a little.

"I suppose the Diamonds wouldn't find me here," she said, at length.

Calling Yellow a clod hadn't been one of her more intelligent life choices.

"They probably wouldn't. Though . . . do you miss your own universe?"

Peridot shrugged a little, and now she was kind of hugging the book to her chest.

"I miss my Homeworld," she settled on. "I miss the barn. I can have one of two of those things."

"Which one are you going to go back to after school?"

"The barn," Peridot replied. "I'd be shattered on Homeworld within minutes. And... I don't think Pumpkin would be very happy there anyway."

"Barns are probably way better for pumpkins," Tip agreed. "Guess you're kinda . . . stuck when it comes to Homeworld, huh."

"There's no going back." Peridot hugged the book a little more tightly. "I'm a traitor to my Homeworld. But Earth is good. Earth is freedom."

And that was new. And that was good.

"Still has to suck a little. I mean, I'm really glad you're here and you've adjusted so well, but still. I'd hate to never be able to go home again."

She'd seen a little of how hard it was, thanks to the Boov, who didn't even have a homeworld anymore. That was about as close as she ever wanted to get to that feeling.

"I mean... it's not great," Peridot said, and wow, was it hard to look anywhere in anyone's direction right now. Weren't Tip's feet great, though? "But I get to be a person, here. That's good, right?"

"Yeah," Tip said, giving her a small smile even if she wasn't looking. "That's real great."

"Yeah," Peridot echoed, and then stood there quietly for a few more seconds before shaking herself out of it and looking up at Tip again all of a sudden. "So! Did you find anything else interesting about geological studies on Earth?"

HEY LOOK A TOPIC CHANGE.

Peridot didn't do caring and sharing time well.

"Well, some rocks are really really really really really old," Tip said.

"Billions of years" definitely required that many "really"s.

"Older than the Earth," Peridot agreed, smiling at that. "Meteorites that came here from elsewhere could be. And the volcanic rock that formed this world in the first place... some of that is still around, too."

She had a soft place in her heart for volcanic rock.

"Yep. And when your personal time-frame barely reaches 100 years? That's crazy."

Was it safe to say that Peridot loathed the human life expectancy?

Peridot loathed it. A lot.

"A hundred years," she echoed, and nodded, looking down at Pumpkin, now, who was content to sit and try to chew on her own foot. "That's not all that much at all."

"Yeah, but we pack in a lot."

"More than most Gems do," Peridot agreed. "It's really no wonder the Crystal Gems believe that Earth is a world worth saving."

And since she was one of them now too, hey, she fit right in.

Sorta.

". . . What's the difference between a Crystal Gem and a regular Gem?"

"The Crystal Gems were the rebel Gems who stood up against Pink Diamond in order to save the Earth," Peridot explained. "The original traitors to Homeworld. But... Earth's heroes. There's no real difference physically. It's... It's a mindset."

"Like a superhero team," Tip mused. "Like the Y-Men. I get it."

Oh, Peridot had no idea where to start with that one.

"... What's a superhero? What's a Y-Men?"

Just start with basically the whole thing! Problem solved!

". . . Right," Tip said. "So have you ever read a comic book?"

She was just gonna take it back even further. No biggie.

That would be a slow blink in reply. And then a small shake of her head to go with it.

"I'm pretty certain I've heard Steven talk about them...?"

"Well, I make them myself sometimes, so I'm definitely an authority." Tip, no. That was a very large kettle you were opening. "Here, I bet we have some in here somewhere. It'll be more fun to show you."

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