Updated 6/17/19
Marco and Star are standing in front of their vanities next to each other, getting ready for the dance.
"I got the cutest Prussian blue dress for the dance!" Star exclaims as she brushes her long blond hair.
"Oh yeah?" Marco says, applying his deodorant.
"Yup, you are gonna love it! It's the Prussianiest of blues!"
Marco laughs, "Thanks again for agreeing to go with me Star."
Star looks over and smiles. "No prob... but, I'm still kind of bummed you could have gone with Jackie instead," she says, her eyes downcast.
Marco sighs, "Star like I said, don't worry about it."
"Yeah, I know… but in the end, you would have much rather gone with Jackie."
"Star for the hundredth time! I want to go with you, believe me!" Marco groans, eyes to the ceiling.
Star rolls her eyes. "Okaaay," she says as she lets out a defeated sigh, resuming to brush her hair.
Marco sprays his "Aroma de Hombre" on his wrist and sniffs it. "Yeah, that's it." He says with a smug look on his face. Marco moves his wrist over to Star, who takes a whiff.
"Mm yeah, smells nice!" She remarks.
Marco sprays a cloud in the air. "A little dab'll do ya." Spreading his arms, Marco walks towards the cloud.
Star giggles as she watches the boy's strange action. "You are so weird."
"What?" Marco turns to Star still moving forward. "This is how to evenly get the scent all over yo-" Before he can finish explaining, Marco slips on a bottle, falling to the floor. The cologne cloud, with nothing to latch onto, falls to the ground, coming to rest... on his butt. Marco scrambles back up. "Star! How many times do I have to tell you to clean up your stuff!"
"Sorry sorry!" Star apologizes frantically, running over to him. "Are you okay?"
"Yeah, I'm alright." Marco sighs. "but now my butt smells like cologne."
Star laughs, "well, at least it smells good."
Marco Picks up the bottle he slipped on. "What is this anyway?" He asks.
"Oh!" Star takes the bottle from his hands. "This is the perfume my aunt sent me! I still need to send her a thank you card now that I think about it..." Star sprays it on her wrist and takes a whiff. "Mmm, smells good!" She gives Marco her wrist to smell it.
"Yeah, that smells nice." He responds.
Star sprays a cloud to walk through, mimicking her friend. "A little dab'll do ya." Star slyly says as she looks back at Marco, who just rolls his eyes and smirks. Star spreads her arms and begins to walk through the cloud.
"Star, Watch out!" Marco suddenly shouts, pointing at the ground.
Star turns to look, but it's too late. She slips on another one of her belongings that she leaves everywhere. Her perfume cloud, doomed to suffer the same fate as Marco's, comes to a rest, on her butt.
Marco hurries to help Star up in concern. "Are you okay Star!?"
Star looks back at her now scented butt, then at Marco. Both suddenly explode with laughter. "Guess we both got nice smelling butts now." They both say at the same time. Jinx!" They both exclaim as they smile at each other. Stop that!" They say again in unison. A moment of silence passes as they look at each other stone-faced. Shortly, they both start laughing again.
"It's so weird when we do that," Star laughs, getting up and dusting herself off.
"Yeah, I know right?" laughs Marco, standing up also.
"Well... I'm going to go change." Star motions towards her door.
"Yeah, me too. See you downstairs," Marco says.
Star stands in front of her mirror, slipping on her dress for the dance, a beautiful Prussian blue dress she had tailor-made by the royal seamstress. "I hope Marco likes it," Star says as she turns side to side in the mirror making sure everything looks its best.
"Getting dolled up for Marco are we?"
Star jumps at the unexpected voice.
"Has Mewni found its next King already?" Glossaryck says as he pops out of one of Star's boots on the floor eating a bag of chips.
"G-Glossaryck! Geez, don't scare me like that!" Star snatches her boots off the ground. "and no, Marco and I are just going to a dance at school." Star says as she heads over to her bed to put them on.
"Ahh, a dance," Glossaryck says wistfully as he does backstrokes in the air, "it has been a while since these legs have seen some action." Lifting up his robe, Glossaryck's legs drop down like wet noodles. "Maybe I should come with you. I can size up the future heir to the throne, and GET MY GROVE ON!" He says with his usual voice fluctuation.
Star, putting on her last boot, stands up. "Yeah... this is kinda just a me and Marco thing, so..."
"Oh come on! You won't even know I'm there." Glossaryck says as he turns his self paper thin, turning to the side, seeming to disappear.
"I guess..." Star says half-heartedly.
"Great let's go!" Glossaryck jumps in the book and stands there looking at Star.
"You're gonna bring the book too?"
"But of course! This book is an extension of me, and where I keep my shaving cream." Glossaryck says as he sprays shaving cream on his stretched out hairy leg.
Star is annoyed at her teacher's persistence to go to the dance and his... shaving. She begins looking around her room to see if she can find something to turn this situation around. Lo and behold! A cup of pudding, half eaten, is seen on the nightstand. Star grabs it with a smug expression on her face. "Oh Glossaryck!~"
"Yeah?"
Star begins wagging the pudding it in front of Glossaryck. "You want this huh? You want it boy?"
"Why are you talking to me like that?" Glossaryck says as he follows the cup back and forth.
"You want it!? You know you do!" Star prods.
"Yes, I would like it." Glossaryck nods, with a deadpan face, sitting like a dog.
"Huh!? Huh!?"
"GIVE ME THE PUDDING WOMAN!"
Star chucks the pudding cup into her secrets closet. Glossaryck, foaming at the mouth, rushes to the closet with the book bending like a dog. Star quickly slams the door shut and summons a Slime Whale with her wand to block the door. "Slimy whale barricade!"
With that done, Star dust her hands off and turns to the bedroom door. Sticking her tongue out at the now captured Glossaryck, she hits the light switch and leaves.
Walking downstairs, Star is greeted by Angie fawning over her. "Oh Star, you look so beautiful!"
"¡Si, muy bonita!" Rafael chimes in.
"Aww, Thank you guys." Star is glad they think she looks great, she hopes Marco thinks so too. Looking around, Star notices he is missing. "Is Marco not done yet?" she asks.
A voice calls out above her. "I'm ready!"
Looking up, Star sees Marco making his way downstairs. It was like a truck just hit her, she never noticed just how handsome Marco was, until now.
"¡Ay, mejo!" Rafael says as he sees his son.
"Y-yeah, what he said," Star says under her breath.
Marco reaches the bottom of the stairs and finally gets a good look at Star, "Wow, you look... amazing." He says.
Star snaps out of her trance."You d-don't look too bad yourself."
"Pictures! Pictures! We need pictures!" Rafael shouts as he and Angie rush around the house trying to find a camera.
"Oh, uh, we could use my phone?" Star says as she pulls it out.
"Yeah, that will work!" Angie smiles, grabbing the phone.
Star and Marco lock arms smiling.
"Okay, say cheese!"
"Cheese," They both say as the flash goes off.
"Oh, you both look so precious!" Angie gushes as she hands Star her phone back. Star looks down at the picture and blushes a little. She had taken a bunch of pictures with Marco before, but this one... this one felt different.
"Aww man, my hair was a little messed up." Marco chimes in over Star's shoulder.
Star giggles. Putting up her phone, she rustles Marco's hair. "You look fine!"
"Hey! Don't mess it up more!" Marco shouts as he swats Star's hand away. Star continues to snicker as she watches Marco fix his hair.
"Oh, you look fine Marco!" Angie says as she licks her hand and smooths out her son's hair. "Now get going you two before you're late!" she says, pushing Marco toward the door.
"Alright, alright! Sheesh!" Marco says, dusting himself off. "Let's get going Star."
"Okay!" Star says, following him out the door.
"You be careful you two!" Rafael says, waving goodbye.
Angie comes up next to Rafael, resting herself on his arm. "Don't those two look so cute together?" She says smiling, watching the boy and girl walking off in the distance.
"Si," Rafael sighs. "Reminds me of when I took you to the dance." Rafael smiles, looking down at his wife. Angie giggles as she remembers their younger days.
"What will we do if they have the same kind of dance we did?" She asks, walking her fingers up her husband's arm.
"Then we better start practice dancing for the wedding!" Rafael shouts as he takes the laughing Angie in his arms, dancing back into the house.
A small mirror has the Diaz family home in its reflection. Suddenly, the mirror gets pulled back into a bush.
"Order your men to follow Star butterfly and keep me updated!" A voice from the mirror says. The two rats looking into it nod in response.
"You two, search the house for the book!"