Are you ready for some fun kiddos? :))

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OC belongs to me :)

(Star's POV)

I talked to Marco for a while. He worked on the nachos while I sat on the counter. Every few minutes, he would look up and our eyes would meet. I have to say, his eyes are a truly beautiful color. Everyone on Mewni has either blue or green eyes, and only people of a high status have blue eyes, but brown eyes (like Marco's) amaze me. They're so deep and caring.

I snap out of my trance and help Marco dice the jalapenos. A little while later, Marco finishes making his delicious nachos and suggests we have a game night to get to know Bishop better. "Ooh sounds like fuuuuun!" I said after he proposed his idea. "I'll go get Bishop and you can set up."

Marco nodded and I skipped up to his room. I was just about to reach for the doorknob when I heard Bishop singing. I couldn't make out the words, but they sounded like they were in a different language, almost Mewnian. I slowly open the door, trying not to scare him. I fail and as soon as he turns towards the door, he jumps back and his face turns red.

"H-how long were you standing there?" He asks.

"Long enough to hear you're amazing singing! What song was that? It sounded lovely!" I ask, out of curiosity.

"It's a French/English song called Tilted by Christine and the Queens." Bishop answers while rubbing the back of his neck. His face is still red. "And my singing isn't that good."

"Well, I happen to enjoy it. You have no reason to be embarrassed." I give him a hug and he says, "Thanks, Star, I really needed that."

Bishop is very muscular, even more so than Marco. I can feel my cheeks getting red. My heart is beating really fast. Why don't I get this feeling when I hug Marco? I suddenly remember why I came up here in the first place, and break the hug.

"Marco and I wanted to know if you wanted to join our game night?" I ask awkwardly. He nods and we head downstairs.

By the time we get downstairs, Marco has set up the first game. Scrabble. I roll my eyes and groan. "Marcooo...do we have to play Scrabble?"

"Yes, Star, we do. You said last week I could pick the game first." Marco retorted. He was right. Bishop and I took our seats around the coffee table. We played two rounds. Bishop won the first, and Marco on the second. By then I was beyond bored. I suggest we play something else for the hundredth time, and Marco finally gives in. "What do you want to play?" Marco asks with a slightly annoyed tone.

(Marco's POV)

Before I can finish my sentence, Star has already cleaned up Scrabble with her wand and pulled Twister out of the game closet. Twister is Star's favorite game and is ironically my least favorite. When the two of us have game nights, I can usually get away with not having enough players, but I no longer have any excuse. It also makes me upset to see Star so completely bored.

"I'll be the caller." I suggest, mostly because I'm interested in how this will turn out. About half way through the game, Bishop and Star find themselves in a really awkward position. Star is facing me, and I can see a slight blush on her cheeks. I give her a wink and the blush just gets worse. Bishop, on the other hand, seems to be enjoying this.

I don't know why, but I feel a slight bit of anger towards him. I don't know Bishop well enough to know his motives or if he even has any. Wait. Am I jealous? I shake off the thought and snap back into reality to find Star screaming at me to call the next combination.

"Sorry! Uh..left foot yellow!" I respond, causing Bishop to collapse on the floor. I stifle a laugh while Star jumps up and starts doing a victory dance. Bishop reaches his hand out to shake hers, congratulating Star on her win. Star has a huge grin and I can't help but feel happy for her. If she really likes this guy, then so be it. I have no reason to interfere.

"We should watch a movie," I suggest. Star requests a Pixar movie and we end up watching Cars 2. About 30 minutes into the movie, Star is fast asleep and is curled up next to Bishop, who has his arm wrapped around her. He catches me looking and I quickly turn towards the TV.

Eventually, the movie ends and Bishop is asleep too. I quietly turn off the TV and very carefully walk upstairs to my room. I slip off my shirt and climb in bed. I quickly fall asleep, hugging my pillow tight.

(Marco's Dreamscape)

Everything is dark except for the light of a candle. The candle is sitting on a set table. I'm sitting on one of the two chairs on each side of the table. I look down and notice I'm wearing a tux. I look back up and on the other side sits Jackie Lynn Thomas. "A-are we on a date?" I ask her.

"Well, that's a dumb question, Diaz. Of course we are!" She answers as if I had just asked her if I was human. A waiter walks out of thin air and over to our table and he looks oddly familiar. I recognize him as Bishop. He takes Jackie's order, then starts randomly spazzing. He falls to the ground and I try to get up to help him, but I can't. I'm chained to the chair. I look back down at Bishop, but his body has been replaced with-"TOM?!" I shout, startled. Star stumbles up behind Tom, clearly injured. "C-can you help m-me?" She wearily asks.

"Of course Starship." Tom looks at me with a sly grin, then proceeds to make out with a helpless Star, who is pinned against a wall that was clearly not there two seconds ago. I look to Jackie for help, but her eyes are dark pits and there is blood dripping from her lips. My chair tips backward and suddenly I'm falling into a pit of fiery hell.

Jeez Marco where did that dream come from? Let these questions be revealed later on :)))))))))))))))))))

~PSS