Toffee didn't return to Marco the next day or the next. The human could feel himself becoming weaker and weaker. He hadn't had anything to eat since he was captured five days ago and his body rejected him for it. He felt weak and had stopped moving about so much since it hurt to do so. Three weeks a human could last without food but right now Marco felt like his stomach was eating away at the rest of his body to keep him going.
His emotions were getting out of hand. Marco's monster guard only returned to him every few hours to check on him and that was all the contact he got with anyone else. He felt like he was going insane.
Marco felt himself become depressed and down hearted. He sat in the corner of his chamber blindly watching out of the window at the world outside and then even that was taken away from him when the monster guard that was assigned to watch him closed the curtains. An hour later when the guard came back Marco didn't even look at him too deep in a state of depression. His eyes were glassy and a more of a grey shade than the sweet chocolate brown that they usually were.
These were the signs he was told to look out for.
Not wasting a second he quickly made his way to where Toffee was staying. He gently knocked twice and when he heard a soft "come in" ventured further.
"Master, The human boy is showing the signs you told me to look out for."
"Excellent! Well done." Toffee praised the monster in front of him. "I shall pay him a visit now. You may take the rest of the day off if you wish."
The monster beamed and trotted away happy for some time spent to itself.
Like he had said he would, Toffee made his way to Marco's chamber taking a refiled water bottle with him.
He padded into the hall and immediately noticed the small human boy curled into a ball in the corner of his cell. The boy looked pretty awful. Weak and depressed. As he drew closer he could pick out more details like the dark circles under the boys eyes. How fascinating it was that humans could show their deepest emotions with their actions and expressions.
Marco was in the perfect state to continue his plan.
"Hello Marco." He greeted the brunette softly.
Marco lifted his head to glance at the lizard behind the glass before letting his eyes sink again with a scowl.
"What do you want?" he spat but with less venom than previously.
Toffee pressed the button to open the chamber and stepped inside.
"To give you water." He said simply, "Go sit in your chair Marco." He commanded and Marco looked away.
"No." he said weakly. In truth his body was craving the liquid but he still refused to obey any commands he was given by the enemy.
Toffee knelt down in front of the boy, "Star is not coming to get you." He said bluntly making Marco scowl and look away from him. "It's a simple fact Marco, Star's a smart girl you know that. You are also smart and know her very well. You know that she won't believe that you are at karate camp but it's been five days. Ask yourself this Marco, If Star doesn't believe that you are at Karate camp why hasn't she put two and two together and come to get you?" Marco's expression turned from sour to mellow. Toffee could see the sadness and completion in his eyes, his plan was working perfectly.
"Come now child; drink." He said softly putting on a gentle and caring expression and lifting the water bottle to Marco's lips.
Marco saw Toffee's expression and started to drink from the bottle without a fight. As the refreshing liquid slipped down his throat he felt himself becoming more and more used to the idea of being around Toffee. It made him feel….. almost….. what was the word?….
Toffee did the same as before letting Marco have small breaks from drinking until he finished it all. Again the lizard raised his hand to pet Marco's hair. This time it was dirtier from having not been cleaned in nearly a week but surprisingly it was still soft. Marco let the Lizard do what he liked partly because he was too weak to do anything about it but Toffee could swear he saw the human lean into his stroking hand. Eventually he stopped and stood up.
"Good boy Marco." He praised the boy who was looking up at him with gentle eyes. Not friendliness, No but, not hostility. It was working.
Toffee walked confidently out of the hall where Marco's cell was. He made sure he was out of sight to the boy that was watching him go before grinning to himself. This was better than he thought. He slid his free hand into his blazer pocket and pulled out a vile of pink liquid; it had been a huge effort to get this stuff but now it was paying off. Two more doses of this and the Dias boy would be all his for commanding; a glorified pet if you will. Not like the monster's he bossed about no, Marco was special. His own little trophy of war. The perfect reminder of how he stole princess Butterfly's most prized possession; and once the Boy was devoted to him completely he wanted everyone to know how the princess of Mewni fell as the claws of a monster.
The royal name would be ruined forever and the revenge for 'mewnipendence day' would be oh-so sweet.
Toffee chuckled to himself as he slid the vile into his pocket and made his way to his study.
Very sweet indeed.