[OPEN] is there anything that's worth more?

[slapfight]

Who: Peridot AND YOU!!
Where: Around the mansion
When: During the event
Rating: PG
Summary: Peridot's got some issues. Cue the singing, crying, and whining about singing and crying
The Story:


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[slapfight]

[She looks askance slightly. And somehow even not speaking she gives the impression of someone who could not lie her way out of a paper bag.

She adjusts the dry erase board around her neck and scribbles:]

SINGING IS DANGEROUS RIGHT NOW, STEVEN.

[jamminshield]

[Steven looks on curiously as she writes on the board and then leans forward as he reads aloud.]

Reading is dangerous right now... Steven. [He then smiles and points to himself.] Hey, that's me!

[But then he proceeds to shake his head at the idea.]

Singing, dangerous? Now that's just silly. Singing's always great!

[slapfight]

[She twitches, erases the board with her arm and then scribbles back:]

NO! IT'LL DESCEND INTO MADNESS! I CAN'T HAVE MY FEELINGS BROADCAST INVOLUNTARILY RIGHT NOW!!!

[jamminshield]

[And then he takes another few moments to read her latest message aloud before he responds with a chuckle.]

What's so bad about your feelings? [Steven shrugs.] We can just have a really cool duet about what great buds we are! Ooh, or maybe it'll be a song about Camp Pining Hearts! That'd be fun, right?

[slapfight]

[A keening noise escapes her- the first sound she's made- and more scribbling.]

WHAT IF IT'S NOT THAT THAT SIMPLE? THE UNPR

[She frowns. For all that she's intelligent, she hasn't quite mastered writing in English, and some words are harder than others. In frustration, she finally throws the pen down.] The unpredictability of Wonderland means I could sing anything. There's no choice to it, Steven!

[jamminshield]

[He was about to start reading along with this one too when Peridot speaks aloud.]

Yes there is! There's always a choice. If we start singing before Wonderland makes us, then I bet that'll show 'em!

[slapfight]

[She hides her face behind the whiteboard, making keening noises.] Are you really sure it's going to work?

[She trusts you, Steven, but she does not trust Wonderland. Period.]

[jamminshield]

[Steven answers with a hum to some made-up tune.]

Yes, yes yes! Let's just sing about our friendship...

[slapfight]

[She picks up on the note immediately, and just follows along. It's hard to tell if it's the event or just a natural rhythm between them.]

And hope it doesn't end in a friend-slip...

I don't know what I'm doing, Steven.
This is chaos ensuing, Steven.
It's not that I don't believe you
But there's something I just can't do

Because...

Things are simpler with us
You're easy to trust- and I must
Because not doing so would leave me bust..ed
I know that you'll forgive me
Without a single plea

Everything that I keep inside
I know it's safe to confide in you

[jamminshield]

[A little bit of Column A, little bit of Column B?]

Aw! [He takes a moment to wibble at that before he gets back to singing, along with some danceing!]

You should know that if you friend-slip
Then I'll just heal your friend-hip.

We've got this great thing going,
and oh it's gonna keep growing!
Just trust in me and soon you'll see
The best way to make it is by saying "we"!

We're in this weird and strange land
But things won't get too out of hand.
Cause you've got you and you've got me!
And we've got Lapis, and we're as great as can be!

So sing with me! It's okay Peri.
Our friendship's... just catching the next ferry!

[slapfight]

Lapis...

[Peridot was actually getting into the dancing and singing there for a hot second. It could have ended in an accidental fusion or something, but all it took was Lapis's name to break her stride.

She turns away, wrapping her arms around herself, and whatever external music source is fueling this event switches to a slower, sadder tune.]

There's things I've tried to hide
Feelings that I can't describe
Things I've kept from her
That she would never abide

I've been so scared that she might leave me
Turn away and never believe me
I hid my feelings to deceive me
And I've done all that for so long
That telling the truth feels so wrong

What am I supposed to do?
See, Steven, the problem isn't you..