"Get any of your grubby fingers near me and I will deck you in the face," Darkly, I growl at Janna smirking playfully at me as I watch on in the corner as the girls do makeovers over one another. Star's being finished as Star's supposed friend, star fangirl. Star fangirl pushes her to the side demanding intently to look exactly like Star, freaking me out briefly. We then descend down the stairs to have some of Star's brownies which are vile but we all force ourselves to lie about for her sake. All seems well until…
In Particular, StarFan devours most of the brownies. StarFan13 has short brown hair with part of it tied in a small ponytail with a red scrunchie and bangs to the left and right of her forehead, similar to Star's own hairstyle. She has brown eyes, red square-rimmed glasses, a hot pink headband with a pair of cardboard cones pointing upwards, and pink hearts crudely painted on her cheeks. She has a short pug-like nose and a slight overbite, and she wears braces. StarFan13 usually wears a lavender T-shirt with a yellow star, what seems to be a backpack with a pair of wings attached, a turquoise skirt, hot pink pants, and purple shoes.
"Oh, hey girls. I was just practicing piano. It's jazz…" Frowning, my brow furrows at the fake piano playing as we all per into the living room, my eyes widening when finding Michael having set up the amplifier as he leans against the back of the sofa, wearing a loose blue flannel plaid shirt with a navy blue pair of jeans and black boots, contrasting to my yellow and black stripped sweater with a pair of yellow pyjama shorts underneath.
"Hi Marco." Jackie greets him.
"Michael?" I arch a brow at the sheer sight of him.
"Sup," Casually, he greets me.
"Ooh! I didn't know you played, Marco. Yeah!" Amazed, Jackie smiles at the sight of him as I frown at his odd behaviour and outfit while Michela looks on pained. Coolly, Marco lowers his sunglasses, and the two stare into each other's eyes briefly.
"Oh hey, Jackie. Didn't see you there." Marco begins moonwalking across the living room, but trips on a change in elevation between rooms.
"Are you okay? Why don't you come and try one of my brownies?" Star offers.
"What the heck are you doing here?" Perplexed, I approach Michael, gently pushing himself off the wall.
"Being a wing man for Marco though I don't have wings so…" Confused, he mutters to himself.
"So this is Michael he's pretty hot?" Impressed, Janna raises a brow at him.
"Well yes I do come from the underworld." Confused, he nods.
"No I mean…" Janna begins.
"Forget it Jan he won't get it. So, I'm guessing you're here to make sure he doesn't…" I gather.
"Marco it up." Swiftly, he finishes my sentence the two of us smirking.
"Yeah that makes sense well you're already failing at that." I remark as we watch Marco try to flirt with Jackie trying to be a bad boy but failing miserably. Next thing I know we are in Star's room, all in a circle.
"It's a box." Frowning, Marco and I share a look as the other girl's awe at the blue box with dark blue veins.
"It's the box of truth…" Ominously, Michael mutters.
"It's called Truth or Punishments. It's all about telling your friends your deepest, darkest secrets." Excited, Ponyhead tells us.
"And I'm out. Come on Mike." Frowning, Marco stands hands up as he is about to leave.
"Come on dude it may be fun," Hopeful. Michael smiles.
"Give me one second. Marco!" Pleadingly, Star begs.
"Ash!" Star calls out to me as I nod.
"On it!" Urgently, I lunge forward wrapping my arms around his legs stopping him.
"Marco, Marco, Marco, Marco. Why don't you wanna play?" Childishly, Star questions him.
"I just think maybe some things are better kept secrets." Uncomfortable, he sighs.
"Marco you can get confirmation with this," Quietly, I whisper to him standing up making his eyes widen hopeful but then stop.
"He does have a point dude," Michael voices out approaching as Marco bows his head fearful.
"And what if she…?" Pained, Marco trails off.
"Well there's always Janna." I offer.
"What she means is, it can give you the closure you need even if she does, you have to tell her, these feelings will only hurt more and more the longer you don't tell her." Gently, Michael tells him making me arch a brow impressed.
"Look at you," Star smiles gently elbowing him.
"Eh Brian's rants got into my head," Shyly, Michela rejects making me chuckle.
"What are you talking about?" Lost, Star furrows her brow.
"Oh Marco, come play with us." Eager, Janna giggles.
"Yeah Marco. Come share secrets." Jackie encourages him making him laugh nervously only to feel a hand on his shoulder, making him look up and smile softly at Michael.
"He's coming." Star promises.
"I hate you." Pouting, Marco huffs at us.
"You love us really!" Playfully, I poke his cheek making him groan as we all sit back down.
"Okay, it's supposed to ask three questions, each one harder than the last, and all we do is answer them. So..." Excited, Pony head claps her ears together, and the lights go out. The cube starts glowing when Pony Head sticks her tongue on it.
"Deceit and fables, lies and fiction, even with complete conviction. If truth is absent from these events, all will face the punishments…." Ominously, the bright blue box levitates high up into the air.
"What does that mean?" Starfan questions confused.
"It means if you lie to him, something bad'll happen." Smiling, Janna leans in eager as the cube expands to reveal a mouth.
"Pledge an oath of truth. Pinky swear to me…" Ominously, the pinkie orders.
"Okay. I promise to tell the truth." Smiling, Star puts her pinkie in the cube's mouth as we each do well Pony puts her tongue in but close enough…
"It's time for Truth or Punishments!"