I return with yet another chapter. Please people, you just can't get any better. I'm not all that busy today, so I should be able to respond personally to those who have accounts to thank you very much for encouraging me! I'd like to respond to all of you, even the guests.

There are questions yall are asking, to I will answer some of them, that doesn't mean I don't love you all!

Memekai— Do you write NSWF?

I do! But not for this fandom ;)

Guest— Since Star is still in high school is she like later on (still with Tom) going to Prom with him? Oh and is Marco going to still with Jackie?

That is a wonderful idea! I haven't even thought of that, I might just do that.

And no, they are no longer together.

Tis it, and I shall respond to the rest of you somewhere today.

"Can't you just tryyyyy to get along?" Star asked. Her hands clasped together and she looked at him with wide pleading eyes. Tom rolled all three eyes at the mention of her supposed 'best friend.'

"I tried to be a reasonable guy, but that never seems to work out." Tom stated. His steps began making a trail of fire behind him, causing Star to believe he was getting angry. However, when she looked at his features, she only saw narrowed eyes and an annoyed expression.

Star sighed, looking down at the cement of the sidewalk. Tom glanced at her and reached for her hand. The blond refrained from flinching at his hot touch, but it immediately cooled after a few seconds of contact with her.

"You're doing that thing again." he said. Star looked up at him, eyebrows furrowing in confusion.

"What thing...?" she asked.

"Your silence. It's so... unnatural." he said pulling her closer. The princess almost felt like leaning into him.

"I'm just thinking." she began. Tom looked forward, a smile gracing his lips.

"Should I be concerned about that?" he asked. Star studied his features. It didn't seem that his words were all that serious. There had been a time where both of them insulted each other in the past, but Star concluded that he was indeed, making a joke.

"If my thinking involves bombs, then no." she replied.

"I don't mind a few explosions. I live for the fire," he said that last part in a whisper towards her. His touch had gotten considerably hotter and his smirk wider. Star fought the urge to blush, not expecting this sort of reply.

"I... Wait, stop distracting me, I wanna make a point!" she jabbed at his ribs, causing him to jerk to the side with an 'oof.'

Tom raised his arms in defeat, letting the princess continue.

"I think you guys could get along if you hung out! You could go eat some nachos, he could go down to the underworld to meet terrifying spawns— it could all work out!" she jumped up happily. Once Tom realized that she was still on the subject, he frowned. Star on the other hand, was definitely pleased at her idea, despite her boyfriend having other thoughts.

"I don't think so, Star. I hate him, and you know why, and he hates me. I prefer not to do anything to mess that order." the demon placed his hands in his pocket, averting his gaze away.

"But Tom, you see—"

"I can see just fine, Star." he cut her off.

"Hey you didn't even let me finish," she crossed her arms.

"I enjoy hearing you talk, but not about him." Tom rebuffed, the flames at his boots growing.

"He's still my friend, Tom." Star stated, her tone changing into a less preppier one.

If your souls weren't bounded for eternity, I would have changed that already, Tom thought. It was no secret he didn't appreciate the friendship between Marco and Star. He would break it apart in a heartbeat if it were that simple. It would be a slow process if he tried.

With a 'hmpf', Star crossed her arms and looked away. She pouted, putting some distance between them.

Tom saw this and was slightly offended. He had a reason for his utter dislike towards that human and he wasn't sure why Star hadn't realized.

Instead of retaliating with his own anger like he would have done, he changed tactics and he did it with a smirk on his face.

"Starship," he said in a specific tone of voice. Her eyes momentarily widened but otherwise she continued to ignore him.

He played it cool, an arm wrapping around her shoulder. Star twirled to escape his hold, only to have him completely wrap his arms around her. The demon looked down at her, watching as her expression stubbornly remained on her face.

"How about we just stay how we are...?" Tom said lowly, "No earthlings, no Marco... Just us."

He proceeded to whisper in her ear, his hot breath tickling her spine. Star blushed, finding it difficult to speak.

"..." it was like this for a few moments.

"You're silent again... are you still thinking?" he was still very close to her. His hands grasped her waist, keeping their bodies against each other.

Before she could attempt to say anything, he descended even lower, giving her neck a slight kiss.

"Tom!" Star exclaimed flabbergasted. She flushed and began squirming in his hold.

"There's that beautiful voice." the sly demon said.

"People are staring..." the blonde pointed out. Usually, the princess couldn't care less about the people around her. Their curious gazes only encouraged her actions. Star thought she was amazing, those people staring only wanted to catch a glimpse of the fun and happiness she could spread to everyone.

"Let them. Mortals love a good scene don't they?" he chuckled.

Star looked around, bright blue eyes noticing the girls looking around. They seemed to staring at Tom and sighing longingly.

Hey no! This demon was hers, and the princess was almost happy that all his attention was only on her. Though... Tom was getting a bit carried away with this PDA. She was glad he was affectionate, but—oh the galaxies. Dang, he just loved making a scene, everywhere he went. Star bit her lip.

He nuzzled deeper into her neck, his horns also getting closer.

She grinned, slipping a free hand up to his head. Her hand gently stroked one of his horns, causing him to freeze. The texture was surprisingly smooth, it made her wonder if he polished them.

Tom suddenly jerked up, his expression unreadable. "Star..." he mumbled. He looked away, musing to himself. "Don't... don't do that." He quietly muttered. He finally put a fair distance between them. He had suddenly gotten silent. The curiosity in Star burst; about a hundred questions popped into her head.

"Why are you so quiet, huh Tom?" Star teased. He dusted himself off in an attempt to compose himself.

"I'm thinking..." he responded.

"You sure? Kinda seemed like you were embarrassed if you ask me," she shrugged, unable to prevent the large smile from spreading on her face. Slight red tinted his cheeks.

"What? No." the teenager denied with a scoff.

"Sureee, if you say so." she shrugged to show him that it wasn't a big deal. Tom could clearly see that this gesture held a hint of mock.

"I can show you what embarrassed looks like." Tom spoke. Star looked at him skeptically. She opened her mouth, unsure what to say to him.

The demon responded by grabbing her arm so that she pressed against him. Flames suddenly engulfed them, the rushing heat frightening Star at first.

Luminescent tendrils of seething fire lashed out around them. Beautifully terrifying colors surrounded them, entrancing the princess greatly.

"Ooh..." she awed at them, the reflection shining on her eyes. Tom hand snaked to her chin. His finger gently brushed over her heart-stained cheek. The older teen lunged forward, abruptly interrupting the blonde's staring. Their lips connected, catching her off guard. He smirked for some reason but Star learned to roll with it.

All too soon, the intense heat around them disappeared, as did the warm lips on hers.

Her eyes stared at him fuzzy and dazed. The princess wore a goofy smile, enjoying the pleasant buzz of the moment. The only thing that bothered her was his forsaken smirk! No, it wasn't a smile, it was a smirk. Why was he so smug? It almost made Star want to bonk him upside the head.

Her intentions of violence were suddenly interrupted. The sound of high pitched wolf whistles reached her ears.

"Hm..?" the blue eyed girl looked around, trying to find the source of said noise. Wait... this certainly wasn't earth anymore. The warm temperature was also a big clue.

Realization dawned upon her when she figured out that they were in the underworld, and they weren't alone. Star couldn't help but feel like she should have foresaw this.

"That's embarrassment." Tom spoke. Her cheeks flushed and she slightly narrowed her eyes at him.

"That was a dirty move you pulled there Tom..." Star pointed at him. Her lips were in a pout, and blue eyes watched him less love-sick than before.

"Oh don't take it personal, Starship." the taller demon was easily able to wrap his arms around her shoulders, "Immortals also love a good scene."

"Alright... but no more tricks..." she out her hands on her hips sassily.

Tom smirked. "Cross my heart that beats for you," long fingers swished on his chest area, flames forming an 'x' as he did so. Star narrowed her eyes, unsure if he was being serious or not. It was very hard to tell if he was romantic, sarcastic, or sincere.

If he promised, she'd make sure he kept it.

At first she stared at him to find any trace of lie or deceive in his eyes. When she didn't, she jumped in front him, grabbing his hand and beginning to bounce away. The situation was quickly forgotten and Star was ready to proceed with their date.

Tom almost tripped at the sudden force. He took notice that although she looked lithe, she certainly held her ground perfectly fine.

"Star, you don't even know where I'm taking you," Tom said.

"We don't need a destination! We got the whole Underworld to explore!" she exclaimed. He raised his eyebrow at her enthusiasm.

He wasn't all too comfortable with her impulsive behavior, but he tolerated it more of less. Tom was more of an ordered chaos type of demon. He preferred having everything done at its time. He was a perfectionist. It could also be confused with the earth term OCD, but Tom had already convinced himself that he had no issue of that kind. If others wanted to point accusations at him, he'd have ways of convincing them.

This was a type of behavior that he had had for his whole life. Tom couldn't change it, so he might as a well accept it. What was that saying... if you can't beat them, join them?

In fact, the only thing that had changed about him was how he reacted to trivial occurrences. Like all teenagers, he had a tendency to simply,not care (at times.) After having to take all of other's bull, (especially where he lived) Tom had just stopped getting as furious since it was just not worth his effort. Sure, he could have people under his foot when he pleased, but it wasn't something at the top of his list. His issue of control was much more subtle now, so to say.

As long as he knew he could have control, he didn't feel the need to actually enforce it.

"Oh! We could go there! No there! WAIT! I change my mind," Star pointed, "Lets go there."

He let her change her mind a few times before he spoke.

"I have a better idea." the red eyed demon said, "Lets go there."

He pointed towards a fancy looking restaurant. It was bright and flashy, knowing Star, it would easily catch her attention.

"It has stars on it...!" she awed quietly.

"Yes, it's definitely fate." he said in half joke, half sarcasm. Star yanked his arm; Tom had to make an effort not to fall.

"C'mon! Lets go in there!"

They crashed through the doors, catching the attention of some creatures and civilians in the restaurant. Many stared at them momentarily, but it only seemed out of a short burst of curiosity.

The host regarded them with unnerving snake eyes. "Table for two?"

"I've already made reservations," the demon said while composing himself from Star's dragging, "Under the name of Tom."

"Ah yes, come this way,"

The couple followed the host to their seats, and Star couldn't help but stare in wonder at everything around them. The inside held more of an elegant appearance of velvet red topped with a talkative atmosphere. Everything shone in tidiness and the room was not only adorned with stars, but with fire as well. There were torches up for decoration on the walls they passed. Every time Tom neared them, the flames continued to grow. This was obviously a reaction him, she noted. Although Star didn't quite understand his ability, she found it fun to mess around with the unintentional fire he caused.

Maybe next time she'd ask him to juggle with it like she had seen people do in those "circuses".

They continued walking and Star found it nice to savor the moment of seeing new things.

There were some fancy lookin' fellers there. Though knowing her, she didn't feel at all intimidated by them. Her parents had made her meet fancy people before, it was no different. She almost wanted to introduce herself if they weren't all evil and all.

Tom lightly pushed her back to guide her to their table. They sat in the round booth, the demon sliding right next to her. He dismissed the host.

The male tapped on the table. Fire slithered away from his digit, and to the center of the table. A single flamed rose appeared.

Star's bright orbs widened at the romantic gesture.

She remembered this rose! It was a simple trick he used to do all the time when they were younger.

The blonde observed it, it didn't look any different than before. Ah, those were the days. Star shrugged and poked it. She had not anticipated how hot it would be, causing her to burn her finger.

Tom turned to her in a alarm when she yelped. Star put her finger in her mouth to sooth the burn, but when the demon turned to her, she had her hands behind her back. The blonde smiled innocently.

He didn't seem convinced but seemed to let it go. Seeing as he looked away, the princess looked at her finger. She grabbed her wand and tapped on the small burn, immediately making it disappear.

"Good as new," she said.

"What's good as new?" Tom asked.

"Nothing— I mean, the rose fire thing," she made up.

"Don't like it?" he asked. The demon turned to the single form, touching the ends making the petals grow. His finger swirled causing the fire to follow his command. The light cast a soft shadow on her face.

Star didn't remember that.

"I want to try," she said with wide eyes.

"If you want to."

She quickly bought out her wand, lightly tapping his creation of light. Her magic seemed to get out of hand, making the flames suddenly burst out in front of them.

Some of the wild fire drifted to the other tables, causing annoyed couples and creatures to glare at them.

Tom let out a laugh before using both hands to extinguish all of it.

He arched an eyebrow at Star before letting out a few more laughs. She blushed thoroughly, apologizing repeatedly to the fancy civilians from afar. The princess sunk back in the booth, using Tom as a shield.

She watched as his chest heaved with his chuckles. Her eyes twinkled.

"You—you're laughing!" she pointed out.

The demon soon calmed down, leaning back against the seat.

"I didn't know you still did that." Star said. She grinned, her embarrassment forgotten and replaced by her pride. Sure he gave out the smirks, grins, but she had actually gotten him to laugh! It maybe would been worth it if some of the demons in there weren't still glaring at her.

He shrugged and looked away. Tom only glanced at her and gave a half smile before looking away completely. Star wasn't satisfied and literally climbed on the teen to get a good look at him. Being the sturdy demon he was, Tom didn't falter. He sat there calmly as she leaned over his head, grabbing onto to horns to hold on.

"What are we looking at?" she asked. Tom looked up at her.

"The waitress," he replied. Star furrowed her eyebrows at he response. She slid off him, narrowing her eyes.

"The waitress?" the blonde asked, "What about her?"

The male pinched her cheeks, smiling in amusement.

"She's taking our orders." he replied. Star looked up and saw a very scary looking creature before them. There were spikes sticking out from "her" body, and Star was sure the waitress had a tail. The other female stood high and menacing.

"Two usuals please," Tom ordered. The waitress nodded and quickly disappeared.

"What's a "usual?" Star curiously asked. Tom simply patted her head and folded his arms.

As if on cue, the waitress reappeared, holding too large glasses. Red liquid filled it almost completely. The glass overfilled with smoke, the gas flying out into the air. The demoness set them on the table and quietly disappeared once more.

Star poked it, unsure if she was willing to try it. She made a face at it, slightly sticking her tongue out.

"Tom, what is this?" the princess asked.

"The usual," he replied. He didn't seem at all fazed by the drink's unnatural looking appearance.

"Yeah but what is it?" she asked again. She appreciated the gesture, but Star wasn't too willing to poison herself yet. Tom should have asked her, for all she knew this was dangerous for her. Star wasn't too sure how demon bodies worked, but they were probably different from a mortal body like hers.

The princess always spoke her mind and if she didn't want to drink it, she would tell him clearly.

"It a popular drink down here. It's pretty strong, it's fine if you can't handle it." Tom replied casually. He swirled his finger on the rim of the glass, smoke following it before lighting up. Without wavering, he took a great gulp of it, pleasantly shuddering at the taste.

"Can't handle it?" she muttered. Her previous thoughts disappeared at his implied challenge. His words probably shouldn't have bothered her like they did, but unfortunately they did.

Star was almost offended. Her? Not being able to handle dangerous things?! She could freeze him with a flick of her wrist! She was Star Butterfly, an evil stopping princess, she could handle a measly drink!

"I can handle it," she replied quickly. He looked at her in a way she couldn't decipher.

"Mhm, if you say so." he said. Proudly throwing him a look, she clutched the glass and took a large gulp. The demon's eyes widened in disbelief at the sight.

Star slammed the refreshment on the table, wiping her face. She swallowed the bitter-spicy drink without flinching. The aftertaste was a very hot sweet, but Star coolly brushed it off.

"Whoa... that was... was... whoa," she uttered.

"Did you like it?" he asked. Star nodded. "See? Trying some of the things I like isn't so bad."

She hardly paid attention to his words. The blonde looked at her unfinished glass, the tantalizing taste burning her tongue. She licked her lips, savoring the remaining of it. She had proved her point sure, but that didn't mean she couldn't have another little sip. Star grabbed the glass and chucked it down all in one go.

"Wooo! Tom, order more." Star eagerly requested. The demon regarded her with uncertainty.

"Don't you want to order any food?" Tom asked.

"Nope, like three more usuals should about do it." Star replied.

"The point of going to a restaurant is not to only drink "usuals," Tom sighed in annoyance.

"No, but it is an option." she said in her usual preppy voice.

"I'm not sure you should be drinking so much," he said.

"Come onnnn... please!" Star begged. She jumped on him, wrapping her arms around his torso as she buried into his chest.

"Please?" her voice was muffled by his clothing.

"Fine." he said rather begrudgingly. Star jumped up and kissed him in the cheek. He couldn't help but roll his eyes. His smile was buried deep under his annoyance.

Three more "usuals" were ordered. The couple spent the rest of the evening chatting, but conversations with Star soon became more erratic with each sip she took. Sips? No, she had been chugging them down at this point. He hadn't stopped her because of his own amusement.

He liked bring out other sides of Star. The underworld welcomed insanity and crazy. His initial thoughts had been to leave her be since she was happy.

He had gotten her to try it, that was a very good start, but now he was having problems trying to get her to stop. The princess was becoming more excitable than usual, attracting more attention. In hindsight, he should have seen this coming. Star is easy affected by everything, of course she'd go nuts with the deliciousness of the drink.

"You're face is red Star," Tom pointed out.

"No it's not, you're probably just seeing red because you're eyes are red,"

"It doesn't work that way, Starship."

She scrunched up her face, becoming jittery in her seat. Tom only neared her to fix the horns that were coming loose, due to her moving. Star glanced at him, causing him to ruffle her hair. The princess blew strands of blonde hair out of her face.

Star silently waited for a few more minutes, becoming more impatient than she already was.

It was then that she realized that nothing had, or would arrive to their table.

"Where is my drink?" Star asked. She rose from her seat so that she seek out the waitress.

"I canceled it," he said. She gasped in an overly dramatic manner. "You have had way too many of these usuals,"

"No I haven't," Star replied, leaning against the table cooly. He didn't appear convinced. "Well I don't need you to order it anyways. I'll just order it myself,"

"I think you've had enough." Tom said.

"What are you talking about? I feel better than great!"

"But you're not."

"No Tom, but listen," she stood up, "I feel soo great, I bet I could rule the world... right now!" she exclaimed loudly. Her tone had risen so loudly, everyone in the room managed to hear her. Various eyes stared at her from different parts of the room. This was most likely their reaction to what Star just admitted doing. There was complete and dead silence.

Suddenly breaking the silence, the room began emitting cheers at her statement. Star pumped up her fists in the air, beginning to cheer herself. She let out a howl and others joined her.

Tom hid a sardonic grin, his crimson eyes brightening. He quickly called over the waitress to finish with payments.

He prepared to leave with Star. It looked like she had begun to start a revolution by the way she spat out even more erratic statements.

"Lets go, Star." Tom called out. At first she wouldn't budge, so Tom stomped the ground to have his fire push her his way. He guided her towards the door, even as she turned around to give her final claims.

Finally, they exited.

He stood quiet, making Star worry if she had said something wrong.

"So you want to rule the world?" Tom asked quietly. The blue in Star's eyes enhanced.

"Totally!" she exclaimed.

"Really? Are you sure?"

"One hundred percent!" Tom grinned mischievously, his fire becoming encouraged by her words.

"Which world do you want to start with first?" he asked somewhat mockingly.

"I don't care, Tom, you pick one," she lazily batted her hand in the air to show the unimportance of it.

Tom playfully growled and tightened his hold on her hand. His grin probably held a smirch of evil, but Star hardly paid it any mind.

"Nothing more would make me happier," he said.

"Let's doooo it..." she loudly whispered.

He chuckled. "If only you'd say this to me when you weren't intoxicated."

Flames engulfed them as before, signifying that they would rise to the mortal world.

Once they reached Star's home, Tom made sure not to use the front door. He crashed in through the ceiling of Star's room.

"Woo! Lets do that again!" she yelled, "I'm serious, Thomas, I am ready to crash into everybody's house with flames!"

"That's definitely an option for another day." he remarked.

"You're right, our schedule is already full."

Her boyfriend nodded.

"So we're actually doing it?"

"Tomorrow, after you sleep."

"Promise?"

"Promise." He didn't hide his amusement. By tomorrow, the princess would obviously have second thoughts.

"I have to go," he heard a few complains from her, "Do I get a kiss before I leave?"

She lunged at him, landing spot on as always. They enjoyed a long kiss, and Tom made sure to bite her lips with his sharp teeth before he departed.

"Until tomorrow, Princess of Mewni." he gave a salute and jumped out of the window.

She touched her lips where he had bit her. Star didn't understand why he did that, but then again, she didn't understand half the things Tom did.

The princess turned around and exited her room. She loudly made her way across the house, her wand casting unwanted spells in the process.

All it took was a simple statement to have Marco completely freak out at his best friend.

"Marco, I'm gonna rule the world tomorrow!"

I fought myself in this chapter. Tom seems like a good guy, but being a demon means he's also evil, right? I have a weakness for evil, but I did try ;-;

Tom does seem to want everything to go his way, so I made him like that but toned it down a bit. He also does seem a bit manipulative, so I assume he would try certain things to have Star try things. Idc I still love him.

Hope you enjoyed!