*Flash back 27 years*

"But Mom!" Whined Four year old Peridot. She made sure to stomp as loudly as she could on every stair on the way down to get her point across. Juliette breathed a heavy sigh.

"Peridot, it's not the end of the world, it's just a change,"

"But I like everything the way it was before!" She screamed. Meanwhile Rose was thinking about what the new baby would look like, what her name would be. Maybe it would be a brother. Juliette pulled a book off the bookshelf.

"Peridot, look at this," she said showing her a page in the book.

"It's a green rock!" Said the little girl.

"It's freshly mined Peridot,"

Peridot raised an eyebrow, that looked nothing like the shiny, diamond-like gem that their grandmother wore on a silver bracelet.

"Gemstones have to go through a lot of change before they become the beautiful jewels that go in Jewelry. Sometimes Change can make people better as well. Now can you put your toys in your toy box like you were asked?"

Peridot begrudgingly ran to her room and did what she was told. She took her plush toys off her bed and put them in the teleporter she had made out of a large cardboard box, pipe cleaners, and colored pencils. On the bright side, she thought, Mom was allowing her to keep the boxes from the bulk containers of diapers, she could make lots of things out of those.

The next day, Juliette hung the little green sign that'd said "Peridot" in fancy writing as well as and ampersand made with wire and beads, on the door of the girls' shared bedroom.

Pearl asked Peridot if she and her Panda wanted to join her tea party.

"Spock doesn't play pretend tea parties!"

"Fine! Rose and I will drink tea!"

*7 and a half or so years after events of previous flashback*

When you walked into that bedroom you knew exactly whose side was whose. Peridot rarely made her bed, while Pearl's was neatly made each morning, care was even put into the placement of each individual plush toy. Peridot had Star Trek posters and articles cut out of science magazines on her wall; While Pearl had a posters of Ballet dancers, and magazine cut outs of Michaelangelo paintings, The Eiffel tower, and various ancient ruins. Peridot's shelves were filled with Science Books, Stare Trek figurines, science fair awards, and the bits and pieces from Rose's Easy Bake Oven. Pearl's had books about ancient cultures, a Jewelry box with a wind up key that made a ballerina figure dance when it was opened, awards for fencing and Ballet, and a few small figurines that were given as gifts when one of their aunts or uncles went on vacation.

Pearl enjoyed the beauty of the past, while Peridot enjoyed the technology and promise of the future.

They were very different people.

And fought.

A lot.

One night Pearl couldn't help but notice how disorganized Peridot's shelves were. Peridot was downstairs, on a quest to find blue paint, Rose, who was adding pink her brown mess of curly hair, said that she would help her look when she was done. Lapis, who turned out to be her favorite of the bunch (even if her presence meant having to share a room with That Other One), said she had let Garnet borrow her blue paint. Ugh, now she had walk back up the stairs.

Garnet shared a room with Rose, the two of them didn't have a line drawn in the exact center of the room. Rose, Pearl, and Garnet got along as well as all sisters should, at least that's what their grandmother said. Peridot and Garnet, while they never considered killing the other in her sleep, were not overly friendly with each other. This probably had something to do with the fact that Peridot really didn't try to be all friendly to Garnet when she first came to the family, and Garnet wasn't one to actively pursue friendship.

"Lapis said that you have the blue paint," she said. Garnet handed it to her without another word.

"Okay," she said. She closed the door behind her, accidentally knocking over Garnet's door sign, she put it back up hoping nobody would notice.

Meanwhile, Pearl was busy organizing the contents of Peridot's shelves.

"Why are you messing with my things!" Screamed Peridot as she walked into the room.

"Because "A Hitchhiker's Guide to the Galaxy" should be located in between two other fictional novels based on some sort of organizational strategy, not in…" Pearl screamed before Peridot screamed back.

"That still doesn't give you a right to touch my stuff!"

This went on for a while. Eventually Peridot cracked one of the lenses on her glasses while falling down the stairs.

"Look what you've done now, Pearl!"

"I've done nothing, you're the one who started it!"

They fought like this a lot.