The weird kitten of fanfics is back!!!

And thank you all!

I've seen some saying they adore my works (yas im talkin bout you) and thank you!

And y'alls wishes of luck! (YOU KNOW WHO YOU ARE OKAY?!)

*Cough choke cough* Now back to trashing around.

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Star stood beside the front door, staring at the boy who was as red as his hoodie. Her face was displeased, unable to believe that he booped her nose.

Sol simply stared back at her, his eyes looking into hers. He never noticed the sky blue sparks in her irises, making her eyes shine.

"Sol... I have something to tell you..." Star grabbed her sleeping gown, looking at her bare feet.

"Hm?" The boy took a step closer to her, his eyes looking at hers even when they avoided his.

"Something else happened in that dream..."

Sol's eyebrows raised. Yes he was surprised but he kinda knew something else went on if she was that shaken up.

"I had held you... when you were dead... and..." Star gulped.

The hooded boy grew impatient, knowing his parents needed his help to fix the foods for tonight.

"Star?" The girl looked up, her eyes staring directly into his. "If you aren't ready, don't force yourself to say the words."

Star simply blinked when Sol put a hand on her shoulder. He was suprised she didn't flinch or move.

"You're forcing yourself."

Star touched the hand on her shoulder, a smile gracing her face. "Sol... you are very kind. But you are still my nemesis. Never forget that."

"A nemesis that gave you a new wand."

Star jumped a bit, her face going red. Her hearts started to glow.

Sol noticed that, reaching one hand to touch her cheek. The girl's face began to burn even more, her face reaching its color limit.

"What type of paint is on your face?"

Star immediately stopped blushing, her eyes hurt and pained. She pulled up her hand and snatched his arm from her.

"Ouch!" Sol exclaimed, looking at the girl.

Before he could say anything more, he looked at her eyes to see tears practically ready to fall.

Oh no. What have I done?

Just as the girl began to close the door, she left it open just a bit. Enough space fir her to whisper in agony and betrayal... "They're real..." before slamming the door in his face.

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Sol slowly washed the dishes as his parents began to cook. He couldn't believe how hurt she was by his simple mistake.

He didn't mean to mistake her hearts as fakes... he just thought they were... well... fake.

Sol never intended to hurt her. It wasn't his fault.

He looked at the plate he finished washing, its glimmer shinning onto his face, reflecting his eyes.

"Sol!"

The boy jumped, stumbling to catch the dish as he threw it into the air. He turned to see his mother staring at him worriedly.

"Yes?"

"You've been wiping that clean dish over and over again for the past hour. Its clean, son."

Sol looked at the empty sink and then the dish, giving a small laugh. "I guess my mind is truly in the clouds."

"Sol, maybe you should go ahead and get the Butterflies. That'll be good, right?"

The boy only nodded, putting the dish in it's proper place before leaving the house.

He still obtained the hoodie on his body, his hair kinda messy from pulling it all day. He looked like Sol Diaz. The kid next door. Nothing more nothing less.

Walking up the stairs to the Butterfly doorstep, Sol took a deep breath. As his fist was about to make contact with the door, the door opened, revealing a regally dressed Star.

He gulped.

Her dress was pink, long and silky. A devil headband sat on her head with her hair in a ponytail. Her hands were in long, hot pink gloves, swirls at the top.

But what got him was the kitty cat purse that had the wand he crafted sticking out of it.

Star didn't seem to notice him though. She was too busy yelling into her house. "Are you guys ready?! Its 6:00!"

Turning, she bumped face first into Sol, his soft hoodie comforting her. Just by the color in her vision, she knew it was the boy. She just didn't care.

She just stood there, her feet in her house and the other half of her body outside, her face planted into a boy.

"S-Star?!" Sol's panicked voice echoed around her, letting her shoulders relax. "Are you okay?! You've been like this for like... 2 minutes!"

Star simply relaxed. Even though he hurt her earlier, she couldn't stay upset with him. He didn't deserve that. It wasn't fair. Sol didn't know about her heart birthmarks.

"Star!"

The girl instantly stood up at her mother's voice, anger trimming the name.

"Get your face out of that boy!"

Star looked at her mother then to Sol who was as red as the hoodie he wore. Feeling blood pool to her cheeks, she uttered a small "Sorry".

"U-Uh... yeah! Are you guys ready?!" Sol asked the family, his voice high-pitched as his eyes kept going from the adults to the girl.

"Yes, Sol." River cried, running out the house in regal looking clothing.

Moon followed with a small giggle.

Star followed her mother, her face down so she didn't see Sol or his brown gold specked eyes.

The boy followed, closing the door and hearing it lock itself.

This is going to be a longgggg night.

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I'm back with trash.