Hello everyone, Horror here with a story for the holidays. Note, it will be short. There's no true point behind this story other than I wanted to write it. So in case you guys don't hear from me before Christmas, happy holidays and just in case, Happy New Year. Enjoy.

Marco Diaz walked around the mall, his head down as Christmas music filled the air and people walked around, talking and laughing. He looked up and looked through a window and saw a few items sitting on the other end of the window. He reached in his pocket and pulled out his wallet before opening it. Looking inside, he sighed and shook his head, "Broke…damn it," he pulled out a photo and looked down at it and slightly smiled, "With love, Star," putting the photo back in the wallet and putting the wallet back in his pocket, he turned and began walking away.

Marco walked down the street with his head hung and his shoulders slumped over, "What am I going to do? Star's this amazing person and I can't even afford a gift for her," turning his head, he spotted a rundown house and a rose bush resting on the lawn.

He looked around before he slowly crept towards the rose bush. He reached down and was about to pluck a rose from the bush when he looked up and spotted two signs tied to the fencepost, "Keep away, Stay Out…but…I doubt they'll realize if one rose is missing…I mean it's Christmas and it's for Star, so I'm sure they'll understand." He quickly plucked a rose up, turned and began walking down the street.

Hearing the door open, he looked back in a panic and his eyes widened when he saw a man in his late forties, standing on the porch, a pistol aimed at him, "You find it funny to steal, boy?"

"No, no it's not like that. You see, I'm broke and I needed to get my girlfriend something for Christmas," the man growled and Marco continued to plead with him, "Come on, sir, it's the holidays and my girlfriend is waiting for me and if you let me go, I promise I'll-" before he could finish, a gunshot filled the air and he fell back with a force before his world faded to darkness.

Marco moaned and slowly opened his eyes. Looking down, he saw his girlfriend, Star Butterfly, sitting on a chair with her head resting on his chest, "Star?" Star moaned as she slowly sat up and looked over and her blue eyes widened, "What happened?"

"Marco," she threw her arms around his neck and tightly hugged him, "I thought I lost you,"

"Sorry to worry you like that, but I got you a-" his eyes widened as he looked around, "Where is it? Where did it go?" he looked at Star and frowned, "Well…I did get you a rose for Christmas…but I guess it must've dropped when I was shot. I'm sorry…I couldn't get you a gift,"

Star sighed as she softly smiled and hugged him, "I don't care about the rose, Marco, and I don't care that you couldn't get me a gift. I was worried when two police officers came to our door and told me you were shot and that you were in the hospital," she broke from the hug and lightly kissed him, "Knowing you're still alive is a good enough gift, love,"

"Heh, well like I said, I'm sorry to have you worry like that, love," Marco kissed her before Star laid down on the bed next to him and cuddled closer to him.

Okay, I said it wasn't going to be a long one-shot, but I wanted to get something out before the holidays. Please enjoy everyone and please let me know what everyone thinks.