Marco and Maria both stopped what they were doing and looked at the front door. The shouted voice came from none other than Maria's husband, Comet. He stood in anger and disgust, as if he was a demon ex-boyfriend. He clenched his fist tightly, with the only thought in his mind was a killer instinct.

"Comet!" Maria told him as she got off her chair. "It's not what it looks like, ok?"

"I'm sure it is, Maria!" he responded. "The way that stranger kissed you like that."

"It was all so sudden! I tried to stop him, but-"

"I'm sorry, but from what it sounds and looks like, you were asking for it!"

"I HAD NO CONTROL!"

"Stop it already," Marco interrupted. "She only took care of me. Nothing more."

"You shut up and stay out of this," Comet screamed. "Like kissing my wife's an actual treatment for you."

"But it really did, though. The taste of her lips was like sweet nectar."

"I TOLD YOU TO SHUT UP!"

"It only makes me wonder why you gave your wife a good kissing like that. Heck, I know for a fact that she'd enjoyed it. Maybe I'd be a better fit in this relationship. Give her something she'd really enjoy."

With his anger at his boiling point, Comet punched Marco on his cheek. The impact left him lying on the floor, groaning in pain.

"Marco!" Maria shouted.

She ran towards his face. He still groaned from the pain, as if he got hit in the face by one of Ludo's monsters. Maria was left speechless; all these events were going too fast while she was going too slow to catch up.

"Comet, what the heck?!" she screamed to her husband. "You saved him earlier! Why are you starting to beat him up?!"

"Don't you give me that trash!" he yelled back. "You're probably gonna kiss him again to make him feel better!"

"I didn't mean to kiss him! He came at me! Why won't you listen?!"

Marco got off the ground and dusted himself off. He then saw Maria and Comet arguing at each other. Strange enough, it reminded him of the argument he and Star had with the sandwich. But those two weren't fighting about any food. They were fighting about the kiss Comet just witnessed. Still, he couldn't let them fight for that long.

"Hey," Marco interrupted, "I'm sorry for causing all this. I'll just leave now."

"You're not leaving," Maria told him. "You still need more recovery."

"And I suppose you're gonna do that by making out with him again, huh?!" Comet exclaimed.

"I'm not gonna do that!" she shouted back. "I only need to make sure he's good to go."

"He'd be better off dead! I don't even know why I even help you bring him in our house!"

"Because we're not jerks!"

"Stop it already!" Marco interrupted again. "Look, I appreciate the help you guys gave me, but you guys aren't helping each other out by fighting. Yes, I had no control in what I've done, but it was only because of love. The song reminded me of a friend of mine. So I ended up kissing the guitar player."

Maria and Comet began to stare at each other. Comet calmed down after hearing the truth from Marco, but the kiss still enraged him. Meanwhile, Maria was left with silence again. After hearing the truth, she finally knew why Marco went up to her and kissed her. It was because he was in love with his friend. She then began to think about her relationship she told him about. Fights may come and go between her and Comet, but the love they shared always prevailed. And now, she needed that love to prevail right now.

"You're in love with your friend, aren't you?" she asked Marco.

"Hard to say," Marco replied. "I love her and all, but I just don't want to lose her."

"Well, you could always lose yourself if you ever want to find her."

"Is that really what I'm doing?"

"Well, you did speak the truth. That's Step 1."

Reality punched Marco in the face like the punch he took from Comet earlier. His confession came out to the villagers that took him hostage. All of his running, all of his fighting, all of his struggling. Star was the center of it all. She was the center of his mind, his heart, and his actions.

He really loved the princess of Mewni.

"Enough," Comet told him. "I want you out of here. And I don't want to ever see you again."

"But, his recovery," Maria asked, still trying to convince Comet for Marco to stay.

"FORGET ABOUT HIS STUPID RECOVERY ALREADY! He's fine, look at him. We don't need any more proof than that."

"He's right," Marco agreed. "I need to go already. Time's waiting."

"I guess," Maria responded. "Just try to remember us when you two are together."

"I promise," he told her.

Marco began to get out of the room and to the front door of their house. Both Maria and Comet followed him out; Comet followed in case he tried to pull something with his wife while Maria follow him to say farewell.

"I'm coming for you, Star," Marco told himself as he turned the doorknob. "I hope we could work something out."