User blog:Marshiitake/Life of a Killer

I really gotta stop making fics about Chrysoberyl.

"Alright, who did this?"

Chrys stared at a black shoebox at her feet as she left her room inside the temple. She nudged it with her feet, testing for explosives.

Surprisingly, nothing happened.

She thought of who could've left such a thing. Flower was gone on a mission, so it couldn't be her...she wasn't sure anyone else on the team liked her, so scratch that...

'Rubellite? Ice? Wishful thinking,' she thought as she shook her head. She doubted either cared for her at this point, and even if they had, she would notice their ship landing.

She picked up the box, and opened it, bracing herself for being hit with a yo-yo, but...nothing happened. The small Gem peered inside, and put her hand in, and...

...picked up a small toy that looked like a miniature version of a cat, with a note attached. She ripped off the sticky note, and started to read.

"Dear Chrysoberyl...," said the note. "I'm sorry everything's been stressful for you lately. I wish I could help you, but I can only do this. Love, your secret admirer."

Chrys smirked, feeling a tear run down her cheek.

"Whoever did this...thanks."