“Bwuh?” Peridot does a double take, blinking like she can’t believe what just happened. Didn’t she—she’s pretty sure that-- that she already told Lapis she shouldn’t be using her powers out in public like this?
“Wha… Lapis, WAAAAAAIIIIT,” she hollers, twisting in her seat to yell after her. She’s unsure how to get sharpedo to turn? Or direct it to do anything, really. Desperate, she leans down and yells at it: “Don’t just sit there you clod, we need to follow her!”
Sharpedo does not appreciate being asked so rudely, and it shoots the green gem a dirty look… but, ultimately, it does as directed, whipping around suddenly and jetting off after Lapis’ retreating form.
Peridot hates it. It’s worse than riding in Steven’s lion: they’re moving just about as fast, but she feels much less stable on the back of this thing than she did in Lion’s mane. The sea spray is getting in her face, and she presses herself down against the pokemon, squealing the whole time as they catch up to Lapis.
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“Wha… Lapis, WAAAAAAIIIIT,” she hollers, twisting in her seat to yell after her. She’s unsure how to get sharpedo to turn? Or direct it to do anything, really. Desperate, she leans down and yells at it: “Don’t just sit there you clod, we need to follow her!”
Sharpedo does not appreciate being asked so rudely, and it shoots the green gem a dirty look… but, ultimately, it does as directed, whipping around suddenly and jetting off after Lapis’ retreating form.
Peridot hates it. It’s worse than riding in Steven’s lion: they’re moving just about as fast, but she feels much less stable on the back of this thing than she did in Lion’s mane. The sea spray is getting in her face, and she presses herself down against the pokemon, squealing the whole time as they catch up to Lapis.