(Later, at the Diaz Household)

Marco sat on the couch and watched TV. Then a portal was cut open in the room and a familiar face came out of it: Star Butterfly. Upon seeing her, Marco turned back to the TV with an angry look as Star closed the portal.

"Are you still upset about the prom, Marco?" Star inquired.

"No, Star, I just went through the trouble of going to a prom in the underworld save your ungrateful butt from becoming the soul mate of your ex-boyfriend demon, and all I got was being chided that you needed a "friend" and not a "hero". Of course I'm still upset!" Marco hissed. "Why are you even speaking to me?"

Star went to the couch and sat close to Marco, with the boy reacting with slight annoyance. "Marco, I just want to clarify that what I said at the prom isn't what I meant."

"What else could you possibly mean?" Marco retorted. "You clearly told me that you don't need me, 'cause I can't be your hero, and I can't be your friend because then I'd behave like your hero when you're in danger, therefore I can't be either. Quite honestly, the only thing I learned is that you'd rather become the soul mate of a demon than thank me for saving your butt."

"That's not true at all!" Star hastily responded. "In fact, I'm very happy that you helped me at the prom!"

"Then why do you scold me for worrying about you?" Marco complained with a frustrated tone. "I know there are things that I need to let you figure out by yourself, but was this really one of those things?"

Star frowned and looked away as she tried to think of a reply. "I mean seriously Star, how would you feel if you tried to do what you think was the right thing to do, only to get a negative response from the one you tried to help?"

The princess was stunned by the question. And she thought about what he said, Star inhaled, exhaled and uttered, "Well played, Marco. Well played."

Star got off the couch and told Marco in a tone of pure honesty, "Look, I wanted to tell you the reason why I don't need a hero, but It's clear we need to take sometime to think about what happened."

Marco reacted with surprise at first, but he quickly returned to anger before avoiding eye contact with Star. "Let's take a few days, and once we're feeling better, we'll talk about this again. Is that good?"

The boy remained silent for a moment, groaned in frustration and got up before giving Star a stern look and bluntly stating:

"Yeah, whatever."

With that said, Marco went upstairs while Star stood behind and watched him go. Once he left, Star pinched the bridge of her nose and sighed in frustration.

"What a big mess this turned out to be."