And now it's time for the next submission for Jantomweek!

Disclaimer: Star vs. the Forces of Evil characters belong to Daron Nefcy.

First date

Janna sat in the Italian themed restaurant with her usual green shirt, blue jacket, and green beanie just wanting to get the night over with. "I never figured Marco to be the type to be late." She said as she looked at her watch to see that it was already ten minutes past the time he was supposed to be there. The thing was, Marco and Jackie had broken up not to long ago, just like Janna had predicted, and Alfonzo and Ferguson figured that it was time he got together with Star, or at least, get him thinking about it. To that end, they had enlisted Janna's help in setting him up with a 'supposedly' blind date with Star, with Alfonzo and Ferguson taking care of Marco and Janna would get Star in on it by saying that Marco might realize his feelings or her, in a similarity she realized we feelings for him.. The problem was that Star, although initially up for trying to get Marco jealous, changed her mind at the last second, thinking that she couldn't bring herself to knowingly do something like that. After that, she insisted that Janna take her place and now Janna had to go on a date with her former crush.

"I really should have seen this coming." Janna said as she used her finger to trace a circle in her napkin. "And where is he?" She asked as she looked at her watch to see that it was now half past the time he was supposed to be there. She began to wounded if Marco got cold feet until she noticed a familiar red haired demon walk up to her table and look at her.

"Are you supposed to be my mystery date?" He asked almost laughing.

"Yeah." She began. "But you're not supposed to be mine."

"Is that so?" He asked as he took a seat. "Meaning that you must know who gave me the position." Janna gave him a tired look as he smiled. "And so soon after his breakup with Jackie, and didn't you say that rebounding is a bad idea?"

"I'm not trying to rebound. In fact, I'm not even supposed to be here." Janna began. "But thing is … you don't strike me as the one who would just go on a date when you don't know who it's with." Tom looked away scanning every conceivable object that wasn't Janna. "So who told you that it was supposed to be Star?"

"What?" Tom asked as he held up his hands in defense. "I had no idea that Star was supposed to be my date."

Janna leered at him. "Could you have a lousier poker face?" She asked. "Was it Alfonzo or Ferguson?"

Tom let out a sigh of defeat. "It was the fat one." He answered. "I figured that Star wouldn't be so upset if she thought that it was completely chance and … I wanted one last date." Tom didn't look all that convincing as Janna continued to leer at him. "Okay, fine, I was trying to win her back, happy?"

Janna smiled and shook her head. "Typically."

"Now how about you?" Tom asked catching Janna's attention. "Why are you here?"

"Star changed her mind." Janna replied. "I told her that Marco would get jealous if she went out with someone else but at the last second she thought it wasn't right."

"Then I guess that makes us both victims of our own schemes."

Janna let out a small laugh as the waiter came and offered them both menus. "Would you like anything to drink as you look?" He asked.

Janna looked at the menu in the mans hand for a moment before deciding to take it. "Yeah, why not?" She answered. "I'll take a water."

Tom looked at Janna surprise and shook his head slightly. "I'll take a water as well then." The waiter left and came back soon with two glasses of water. "I guess we're really doing this then." Tom said as he looked at his menu.

"Why not?" Janna asked. "I mean it's not like I have better things to do."

"Fair enough." The two of them went back to looking over their menus.

"So what do you usually do for fun?" Tom asked.

"Oh, just usually stuff." Janna replied. "I read occult book, ancient curses, invade Marcos personal privacy, and that sort of stuff." She looked up from her menu. "What about you?"

"Well …" Tom began slowly. "When I'm 'not' working on my anger management I usually enjoy various underworld sports, video games, and going to concerts sometimes … then there's always placing curses on random people."

"Oh, so do place a lot of curses?" Janna asked with a smile.

"Every now and then, yes." Tom replied. "Not all the time though." He let out a small laugh. "You have to give them a chance to recover after all."

"So, what other curses do you know other than the Naysaya curse?"

"Oh, tones." He began counting on his fingers. "There's the arm lock curse, the body meld curse, the jackdaw curse … and that's just the tip of the iceberg."

"So you do know more than one trick." Janna replied with a smile. She looked down at her menu for a moment before another question popped into her mind, she didn't necessarily care but she felt the need to ask anyway. "So, if you don't mind me asking, why do you love Star?"

Tom looked at her in disbelief. "Why do I love her?" He asked.

"I mean aside from the obvious." Janna added.

"Oh, good question." Tom began. "Um … Well she's more than just your everyday princess; she's a lot more outgoing, she loves doing dangerous and exciting things, she's attractive … um …" He looked up, noticing that Janna was listening to him intently so he decided to choose his next words carefully. "It's not something I've really thought about much … well how about you?" Tom asked earning him a confused look from Janna. "You have … or had, a crush on Marco, why is that?"

"Well …" She looked up somewhat and began thinking. "There was how cute he looked when I teased him … it was also adorable watching him try and stay positive, especially after he gets up from breaking down into tears." She rested her chin on her palms and looked down at the table. "I've seen how kind he can be and … I guess I wanted him to be that way towards me at one point."

"I guess that makes both of us victims of more than just our own schemes then." Tom noted.

"Yeah." Janna replied as she smiled a little.

A few moments later, the waiter returned and looked at both of them. "Are you two ready to order, or do you need a few more minutes?"

"Oh, right." Janna said as she picked up her menu and scrambled to find something. "Uh … Tom you go first."

"If you say so." As Tom gave his order to the waiter, Janna felt a strange sense of easy which, ironically, made her feel a little uncomfortable at the same time. One thing was for sure though; this was going to be a very long date.