I walk over to Bismuth as she gets everything set up to making the weapon of my choice. "Bismuth, I've chosen my weapon." Bismuth turns around to face me. "Oh yeah? What have you chosen?"

The weapon that I want is a similar replica of the one that Pearl had. She had many swords in her collection. If anything, I could just go to the temple to take one. However, there is no possible way of getting up there.

Pearl's room is blocked off by waterfalls and it is the room that's directly above mine by above a mile in height. My room is seriously that big. So I'll just go with whatever I remember.

"Can I have a sword?" Bismuth stares down at me, her mouth gaping. "A s-sword? Uh...okay. What type?" She's looking around, her voice is cracking and she appears to be shaking. I know exactly why though.

If I were to say Rose's sword or a pink sword, she would probably flip out on me. Luckily for her, that's not what I want. "Do you have a golden piece that connects with a leather handle and the sword itself?"

Bismuth smiles and she exhales. "Yes. I think I have that. Just hang on a second." She moves over to a set of pots to pick up some materials. She then squeezes them in her hand before thrusting it into the lava.

She then pulls it back out and she drops a single flat material down onto a table. She shapeshifts her hands. "Okay. Are you sure that's what you want?" I nod, eager to get the sword. I try to contain my excitement as Bismuth goes to work.

"Let's see. First, we make the sword itself." She hammers the piece until it's nice and long. She then rushes over to a cabinet. "You said that you wanted a golden piece, right?"
"Yes."

"Alright." She searches through the cabinet until she draws her hand out with the piece. She then rushes back over to the sword and she carefully inserts the piece. She holds the sword up and she slides the piece on. "This has to sit for a minute."

I think back to a time in which Pearl has explained sword fighting to me. Of course, I did have many opportunities to confess to her after the day I attacked her at the Kindergarten.

Ever since that day, Pearl and I have been more like friends than we ever have been. It was really nice actually. One day, Pearl wanted to give me a private viewing to show what things were like on the battlefield during the Gem War.

"As you can see, Amethyst, my personal weapon of choice is the sword. It's the weapon of the servant and the protector of the master. You have to be brave, loyal, determined to never give up in the heat of battle to wield this sacred piece of history."

She proceeds to summon Holo Pearl. Oh no. Stop thinking about that! I quickly send myself back to reality. I feel a bit too hot right now. "Hmm...and over here should be the leather handle. That's generally what everyone wanted back during the war."

She carefully connects the piece with the handle. She forces it together as she stands still, careful not to mess up. "The sword works like this, Amethyst." I am sent back to the  Ruins to see Pearl fighting her holographic opponent.

"You don't just flail it around like some sort of idiot. You hold it still. You don't strike first. You wait until your opponent takes that action. Then you strike! You block each action! Watch how one foot follows the other!"

I watch in awe as Pearl combats the hologram. "Keep your stance wide and your body lowered! And as you're moving forward, balance is the key! Once you find an opening, you thrust your sword into your opponent and you claim victory!"

Pearl stands next to the hologram, smiling. She then turns to face me. "I don't think this is going to happen with you. But I hope that someday, you can also become one with your own sword. Then you can see what it's like to have such an experience."

She blushes. "It's just thrilling and so exciting." She looks back down at her sword and she frowns. "One day, there may even be a time in which all of that fun just...stops. When everything just stands still in a cold, dark, bleak atmosphere."

Her eyes well up with tears. "Nothing lasts forever. It's only just. There are things that can stop it. Things that can change all of that. We can't give in to that though." She summons a black scabbard and she slides the sword inside.

"I know how you feel about things. I know that you hate certain things about yourself." She turns to me and she walks up to me. "But with this, maybe, you can feel like you're more than just...worthless." She hugs me and she sobs quietly. I hug her back and I close my eyes.