"Marco!"

Star ran over to him, grabbing his torso and giving a pull.

"Ow! Star stop! We aren't going to rip my arm off!"

Her eyes scanned over his left arm, the blood staining the rocks that were trapping it. Panic traveled through her face as she let go and took a step back. If only she had her wand right now, if only she hadn't gotten them in this situation.

"Marco…" her voice was hopeless as she watched him; her eyes continuing to scan the situation that was going on. Rocks just kept falling from the ceiling, the pile continuing to get higher. His eyes though… they hadn't shed a tear.

With his free arm he tried to push the boulder on top. It was no use, he was stuck and stuck for good.

"Star…"


"Star! Come on we are going to be late! I need to at least say hey to Jackie today! I'm moving up in the system. Today is the day I am going to get a full conversation with her!"

He smiled bright, pacing outside of the bathroom as he waited for the princess.

"Oh hold on Marco, we don't have to rush! I think I've figured out that spell that can zap us places! No more biking for you my good sir!"

The Diaz boy paced around a bit more, groaning at the fact that Star was just taking her time today. He grabbed the dimensional scissors just in case Star had messed up on their zapping destination. "Can we not risk things so last minute like this, Star?" he raised his watch up and shook his head.

"We have at least twenty minutes, Marco."

"Eightteen!"

"Come on, why would you need so much time to get to school? It's only like, a three minute walk or something."

"I told you, Star! Today is the day I will get a conversation!"

"Yeah, okay, Wildman."

Finally the girl stepped out of the bathroom, she was wearing a red dress with some stars printed near the bottom, a sun purse hooked over her shoulder. The shoulder straps of the dress went around the sides of her shoulders that left room for her small wings in the back; on her legs were white and purple leggings, and on her arms there were white netted gloves with two purple spiked bracelets. And to Marco's surprise, the girl was wearing heels. It had been a while since the two had known each other, from the same height to him being a bit taller; at least the heels weren't too tall and were wedges; it kind of made her white and red cloud shoes threatening, with those little stars on the tips.

"Uh… wow… New dress?"

"Yeah, now we're all matchy." she shrugged with a grin "Now come on! Let's get you that cooonversation with Jackie Lynn Thomas!"

Star butterfly grabbed her bag and ran out of the house. There was enough time to make it without having to zap there for today.

"Hey… Star let's just walk, alright? Today I don't have to have a full conversation with Jackie."

"What? You were so excited though!"

"Yeah… but…"

"Marco. You have to do this at some point."

"Yeah, at some point. That doesn't mean to-day. That means some other time now come on let's just… let's just walk."

Star stopped and waited for him to catch up, shaking her head slightly.

"What?" he mumbled.

"Oh… nothing. I just thought maybe you learned something that one time we stopped time."

"Come on, Star. Don't hold that on me again."

"Fine…"

The two continued to walk, conversations about how Star would probably get in trouble for having her shoulders uncovered in school and how it was starting to get uncomfortable having her wings covered all day for they were growing. There were conversations about how they would probably go home and edit all of her outfits so her wings could fit through. There were also conversations about how Marco was about to have another stripe put on his belt, proving he was getting better at his art.

"We are almost at school…" he mumbled.

"You going to say hey and all that to Jackie, Marcoo?"

"Yeah." he puffed out his chest and moved over to his locker, leaning on it with his arms crossed.

Just on time, there was a Jackie.

"Hey, Jackie."

"Oh, hey Marco."

"Uh… Nice weather we are having, right?"

"Um, I guess? I mean it's getting kind of cloudy."

"Kind of cloudy?" his brow was then raised as he stepped away from his locker to go look at the sky. Marco looked at the weather frequently, there was no way there was going to be clouds on this sunny day.

"Yeah well, see you in class."

"Uh, yeah… see ya." distracted, Marco squinted into the sky as he raised his hand to wave at Jackie; not a very good attempt at a wave though.

"Well I guess that was some sort of conversation with her." Stars face was smug "You're getting better!"

"Star," he pointed "the sky."

Her gaze moved up with his hand. "What about it?"

"It was supposed to be a great, sunny day today… The sky is just getting darker."

"Okay?"

His gaze moved down to look at her once more, shoulders relaxing. "Nothing, let's just get to class."

He turned, starting to walk in the direction of class-

"Marco!"

The Diaz boy turned, only to watch his friend being carried away by a storm cloud in the shape of hands. One of the hands held Star, and the other had ripped off her bag and sun purse.

"Marco help!" she screamed. She was getting further and further away, the last Marco could see was his best friend struggling to get free before getting zapped by the clouded hand and passing out.

The storm then turned into a vortex before vanishing; the bright sky burning Marcos eyes as he stared up. With his arm raised to block the sun, a note fell.

"Dear caretaker,

We are happy to inform you that your magical princess has been chosen! How lucky! She will be brought to a school that will be much safer than St. Olgas and she will learn much more about how to rule than she would have. Please do not worry she is in great care and will be brought back as a beautifully elegant princess before you know it; have a nice day."

Marco stared at the letter before crumpling it up and throwing it in the recycling bin. If it was a princess they wanted, then it was a princess they were going to get.