Pearl was welding metal together for the drill, as Peridot fought with her. Well, not really fought, but she wanted to be in control of everything. She wanted to weld. She wanted the drill to be green. She constantly told Pearl she was doing things wrong, even when she wasn't. Especially when she wasn't.

"Peridot, can you let me do my job, please?"

"Hey! This is our job, you lousy pearl! And I don't want you messing it up!" She'd grab for whatever tool Pearl was using next, shouting "Gimme that!". Pearl would begrudgingly oblige.

Because of this, they'd had to start over on the drill no less than five times.

Pearl was starting to get sick of this. She knew that her work was adequate. More that adequate, it was perfect! She'd engineered flawlessly every time, but every time she'd been ignored, her work scrapped and tossed aside.

She was sure if she was a diamond or a quartz, this wouldn't happen. And she found herself snapping at Peridot.

"Shut up!" She squawked, hands clenched tightly onto a ribbon around her waist. "I know what I'm doing, you aren't above me! You're below me, if anything! We've destroyed my work five times, the cluster could emerge at any moment, and you're just fooling around trying to be the boss of everything!"

And then Peridot started crying, turning everyone's head.

"What the heck, Pearl?!" Amethyst ran over, protectively putting her hands on Peridot's shoulders. "Back off!"

Pearl retreated into her gem, simply from the shock.