A/N: hello again Internet! I've got 2 short little drabbles coming at you thanks to Power Master Story Writer and his/her suggestions. These are both set in the future and will be pretty short since there's 2. After these I will ignore the suggestions for a moment since I would like to finally continue with Star the Stoic. To the reviews!

Exotos135: Very random, thanks Bro!

Lupus Boulevard: Everyone loves being confused! Sorry about your college work, it must really suck. Well I hope you aren't jealous for long! Thanks bro!

GodLegend: The view is nice. I am happy with that chapter. Thank you. Dejavu is full of spoilers. As I said, School will not be a problem since I am an excellent multi tasker Thanks again Bro!

Power Master Story Writer: I really licked that part too (not a typo) and it really is time for the selfie trend to end. Thanks Bro!

Deadshoot12345: You are welcome Brochacho!

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Werbenmanjenson: I do have to deal with all of that, usually worse, but I never let any of it get to me because that's what they want! Thanks Bro!

MaFx98: Thanks bro! Means a lot! I will start your request right after I finish the 'Star the Stoic' continuation, read you!

TO THE CHAPTER!

"Maaaarrrrcoooo! Where are you?! Its my snuggle time!" Star cried from the couch, her voice gracefully echoing through the halls of the household, Marco sat in his office, typing away at his laptop and wearing a read sweater vest. The twenty-two year old leaned back and stretched in his chair before he stood up, "Coming Star!" he yelled, taking a quick sip of coffee before heading down the hall of his apartment and sitting next to Star on the couch.

"Marco, what are you doing?" Star asked, furrowing her eyebrows. Marco raised an eyebrow and placed his reading glasses on the small table in front of them.

"You said it was 'cuddle time'" he stated, using air quotes. Star just groaned in annoyance, "No... I asked you if you could make me a pickle sandwich? Please?" she asked, using her puppy dog eyes as an advantage over Marco's kind heart. She was lucky he was a cinnamon roll...

"Of course honey..." he leaned over and kissed her temple before standing up and walking over to the kitchen to take out the bread and pickles.

"And make sure to use lots of Pickles!" Star yelled, Marco chuckled and began to slice one of the green vegetables... Fruit... Fungus? What exactly is a pickle?

20 Minutes later...

Marco walked back into the living room with a plate of sandwiches, all evenly cut and didn't have any crust. Star licked her lips and grabbed one of the sandwiches, popping it into her mouth and savouring the tangy flavour mixed with the small seasonings that Marco had added. After the duo ate a few sandwiches, Star leaned her head on Marcos shoulder and yawned happily,

"Thank you Marco..." she sighed dreamily, Marco brushed her bangs away from her eyes and kissed her forehead. Marco slipped his hand along her back and wrapped his arm around her waist, taking care as he rubbed the large mound she had been growing for the past eight months. Star snoozed against his shoulder and drooled down his vest, Marco just smirked and let her sleep.

He was about to stand up and go for a walk to get a little fresh air.

But then... For the smallest moment, his hand felt one of the most joyous things that a father could ever dream of...

A kick...

Marco smiled and looked at his wife's sleeping face.

"She's gonna love it here... I promise..."