A/N: I'm so sorry for not updating for so long. Hopefully, this will make up for it.

She wiped the tears away as best she could, and backtracked all the way over to him. They stood in silence for a second, before locking eyes. Everything in hers told Marco how she was feeling, and he decided to let her know at least one thing.

"Star?" Hesitation flowed through his words to come. If there were one thing he wasn't sure about, it was talking to girls. But she's different from the others. There was no denying that.

"..Yeah, Marco?" The waterworks were making a comeback now.

"You know that I care about you, right?" He looked back in her eyes, but this time, there seemed to be a glimmer of happiness. A star right dead in the center, highlighted by all the tears.

"Well.. of course!.. I guess." Her uncertainty lead him to believe that his words had major consequences. When had she been this doubtful before on such a sore subject?

"I've been thinking.. if we don't get out of here, what will happen? My parents won't be coming back any time soon, and it'll take weeks before we're able to break a hole into the wall. So.. any ideas?" There was that uncertainty that plagued his speech. How long until they find a cure?

"Marcooo, c'mon! Stay positive! We'll get out, I'm sure. Isn't it silly we've gotten stuck in a giant closet though? I just wonder why the door won't open."

"So, shall we search for some edibles, m'lady?" (How to cure awkwardness with Marco Diaz 101)

"Indeed, squire! Now, MOVE!"

Later..

Two days have passed since "the incident." A hut had been forged out of junk, containing all the bare necessities. Were they proud of this achievement? Well, sort of. Of course, there was still the occasional bickering between them, but nothing serious. There was something, however, which especially made them uncomfortable.

They had to share a bed.

They had searched the entire ocean of collectables, but unfortunately, the amount of stuffed animals was very much short. Star had remembered doing something with them making them disappear (let's hope it wasn't a demonic sacrifice) but she decided against bringing it up. The tension was already so thick you could slice it with a knife. So, as awkward teenagers, it was inevitable that they had to share. Unless one of them wanted to freeze to death.

Their first night wasn't a very comfortable one. They kept shuffling around, shifting positions every three seconds without trying to disturb the other person. It was also a challenge to keep their faces away from each other, as the blushing would make it quite evident that the situation was worse than they thought.

Eventually, however, they became almost inseparable during the night. They grew infatuated with being in each other's vicinity, and once, Marco woke up embraced in an unconscious hug. Good thing she wasn't awake to see his face. Their relationship was growing closer and closer, all thanks to Janna. Doesn't patience and hard work pay off?

Janna's short adventure

Was it really time to check on them already? Maybe leaving them in there for three days was too much. They were, after all, just teenagers. As Janna swooped in through Star's (open) window, she noticed one thing. A dazzling wand, placed neatly under a pile of sheets.

'Not what I expected, but.. that works too.' She grabbed the wand and stuck it in her back pocket, and quickly made her escape. Was it her intention? Nope. But was it crucial towards the two's survival? Yup.

As she arrived back to her house, a ritual was about to begin. Janna was trying to summon something, something that could be dangerous for all of humankind. But she's Janna. She can do whatever she wants, and get away with it 99% of the time. We'll just have to wait to see what she does next.

Back to them..

"S-Star? Are you awake yet?" He couldn't believe this was happening. Her head was buried in the soft cotton of his hoodie, dead asleep. The thing that made it awkward? He was wearing the same hoodie at the time. 'WHAT DO I DO!? Do I wake her up, or just wait? WHY ME?' Marco's mind shifted into PANIC mode.

P-lan

A-ttack

N-egotiate

I-nsist

C-ooperate

Fortunately, there was no time to come up with a strategy, as her arms shifted back to her own body. The angst slowly drifted away, and he fell back asleep. He hoped that it wouldn't happen again.

Too bad that was his brain talking in place of his heart.