Hey everyone! I decided to participate in the Stomco week with a series of one-shots, one for each day, except the species swap one because I really wasn't inspired by that one. Also, I'm kinda trying to keep a certain continuity, so there's a timeline on which the chapters will fit. I'm going to post the chapters depending on the prompt of the day, but I'll order them chronologically.

Here's the timeline in case you get lost :

- Day 1 : Ode to the Finale

- Day 5 : Polyamory?... Sure, why not?

- Day 4 : Outfit Swap

- Day 3 : Fun with magic

- Day 6 : Marriage

- Day 7 : Family

I also may add some of my own chapters later, depending on my inspiration. I hope you'll enjoy!


Ode to the Finale


"Meteora won't find us in the underworld. We'll be safe. And very, very warm." Tom didn't wait for an answer before heading down the stairs towards the entrance of the Underworld, hearing Star's hesitant steps behind him. He knew he was asking a lot of her, to leave her kingdom and hide, but he was as resigned as she was. Without Queen Moon, there was little they could do at the moment. Hiding was their best option until they had any other opportunity.

But Star stopped on the first step, and when Tom turned around to encourage her onwards, she was looking at the sky with a face of horrified realization. "What am I doing?! I can't leave!"

"Star?"

"I am the queen and these are my people," she said, her eyes still locked away from him and Marco. "I have to stay and fight."

"But Meteora will destroy you!" Tom tried to reason her, his pulse rising as he imagined Star, sweet and bright Star, the girl he had liked longer than any other person in his life, charging at the monstrosity that had decimated the entire kingdom.

However, Star had the best argument. Putting her wand away, she jumped into the air and her entire body was engulfed in a bright golden light that dazed Tom for a second. When he blinked his sight back, her dress was a warm yellow, her long hair parted in two thick braids that defied gravity. Huge butterfly wings had sprung from her back, supporting her in mid-air. Her inexplicable six arms and determined face made her look like a foreign goddess, and Tom forgot to breathe for a second, his mouth agape and three eyes wide open. "Stay here and take care of Marco," she said, before swishing away through the air. In barely three seconds, she was out of sight.

Tom blinked. His mind exploded into a supernova of questions and emotions that his numb conscience couldn't even begin to sort. All he could do was stop and turn to Marco. "Wha- Did-did… Did you know she could do that?"

The soulless floating body stayed silent at the end of its rope. Tom felt familiar embers of anger stinging at his chest amidst the chaos of his mind. He was tempted to let them blow up and consume him, like they had done so many times before.

He gritted his teeth and breathed tensely. "You probably knew, didn't you, Mr. Squire. She tells you everything! While I have to beg for some attention. Some- Why does she trust you so much more than me?"

He pulled Marco's body down to his level, like he could find an answer in the void of his eyes. Just like that, a pang of grief washed over his anger, creating a lump in his throat that almost made him sob. He knew the reason. It was the same as his.

Because Marco was certainly the bravest, most honorable fool he could find in the entire universe. He had led them up against Meteora, with no hope they would bring her down, but out of desperation to hold her back long enough for Star to find the Queen. And when that wasn't enough, he was ready to sacrifice himself to let Tom escape – and he did, despite Tom being most likely to survive her soul-sucking attacks.

He went as far as risking Tom hating him for kissing Star. Which, honestly would have happened. Maybe at another time, under other circumstances. Now, Tom felt betrayed, angry, hurt. But for some reason, as he looked at this blank, motionless face, he could feel no hatred. This was his best friend, and he meant more to him than a kiss behind his back.

Of course Star trusted Marco. Even now, he would as well.

But then, he realized, Star trusted him too. She trusted him with Marco.

And he wasn't sure he was worthy of her trust.

He walked back into the night air and looked up. The sky was filled with soulless bodies of mewmans, as well as the eagles the King rode to fight. No wonder Star had been so upset and determined.

"But Meteora is probably stronger now than ever. She is going to get crushed! Isn't she?" he questioned, turning to Marco again. He knew there was so many things he couldn't see about Star, and he knew he probably underestimated her, despite how high he regarded her, how much he loved her. But he couldn't help himself. There was no way he would lose the two persons he loved most in the world in one day without at least putting up a fight. He looked at Marco again. "We are going to help her. I mean, mostly me, probably, because you're… You get the idea."

Despite his poor wording, he felt like this was right. Marco would have done the same thing.

Time to try and catch up with his girlfriend. Hopefully, he'd get to be of some help against Meteora.