Marco wasn't sure what the heck was on the plate that sat on his lap. Hell, he didn't even know if the thing on his plate was still alive or not. He continued to stare at the monstrosity before him, the very smell of it strong enough to kill an army of men (or women, gender equality).

"Happy Birthday Marco!" Star cheered.

"Uh, thanks Star. Can you tell me what this is?" Marco asked, sitting up from his bed.

"Well, I was thinking what I should get you for your birthday last night, and then it hit me! A laser cannon with the force of a thousand bombs! But because it was 'illegal', I thought – Hey! Why not breakfast you eat in your bed? – Can't believe nobody has thought of that!" Star exclaimed.

"That's really clever Star, but you shouldn't have." Marco poked at what he presumed was food with the fork Star gave him, only for a bubble to form and pop in the substance. "Seriously, you really shouldn't have." Marco continued with a wince.

"Oh, it's no biggie! It just took me all night to collect the ingredients and cook it with the earth appliances you have here! I just wanted to see your face melt when you ate and loved this Mewman delicacy!" Star replied, as happily and bubbly as ever.

Marco felt a lump form in his throat. His face would melt if he ate that.

"Well, go on! Bon Appétit as you say here!"

Marco stabbed whatever the lump of purple was, hesitantly sticking it into his mouth. His mouth was overwhelmed with flavor – not that it was good – making Marco nearly gag in disgust.

"Sooo, what do you think?" Star eagerly asked.

There was that hot lump again. Marco had two clear options here. 1: Be a good friend, suck it up and eat it, and 2: Wimp out, be brutally honest and throw this thing away and eat some actual food.

Marco weight the pros and cons of each choice.

First choice:

Pros: Star becomes overjoyed that Marco is eating and pretending to enjoy it.

Cons: He gets a week-long stay in the hospital.

Second Choice:

Pros: Prevents himself from consuming a highly likely health hazard.

Cons: Crushes Star by refusing to eat her hard work, ruining their friendship, becoming enemies, Mewni declaring war on Earth causing massacre on both planets!

Okay, he may be overthinking this a little bit

Marco grew frustrated at the seemingly simple choices. He could not choose one without the other having severe consequences. So Marco did what he thought was best.

He made his own solution.

"Hey Star, since you worked so hard on it, why don't you help me eat it?" Marco suggested.

"Are you sure about that? It is your breakfast after all." Star responded.

"Of course! You're my best friend, I'd always share something with you." Marco said, scooting aside to make room on his bed for her.

"Whelp, if you insist!" Star hopped onto the bed beside Marco, grabbing the fork out of his hands and stabbing a huge portion of the food on the plate before tearing it off and stuffing it in her mouth.

"Thith ith o goo!" Star said in delight, her mouth full with the stuff.

"Star, don't try to speak with your mouth full. It's a choking hazard!" Marco warned her.

Star took a big gulp, swallowing what she was eating.

"Relax, Safe Kid. I'm fine!" Star continued to quickly devour the food on Marco's plate, leaving nothing left but a few crumbs.

Star swallowed her last bite, before gasping in shock at what she did.

"Oh pegasus feathers! I'm sorry for eating you breakfast, Marco. It was just so good and I couldn't stop myself."

Marco internally cheered, his solution going exactly as planned. He gave her a warm smile, making her heart beat a little bit faster.

"Ah, don't sweat it Star. C'mon, I'll go make us some pancakes downstairs." Marco said, getting up from his bed.

Star rushed past him, pushing him aside and running through the doorway.

"First one to touch the stove gets the last pancake!" Star yelled.

Marco's expression turned deadly serious before chasing after Star at a blazing speed.

"Hey! No fair, you got a head start!" Marco cried out to her. "And don't touch the stove, you might get burnt!"

Sorry for not doing any requests recently. I just thought this prompt was one I could do short and quick. -Narrator Nymph