Frowning, my brow furrows at Pony Head's wild wails making me groan cradling my aching ruby red ears. I make my way to Star's room, finding the teary-eyed pony head, releasing tears of rainbows? Making me arch a brow impressed and a part of curious, it looks like paint I wonder…quickly, I shake my head as I enter the room, Marco following me as we find Ponyhead crying on Star's bed as we simply watch her.
"Another boyfriend of hers finally had the common sense to dump her again?" Bluntly, I question Star hand on my hip.
"No. If that happened, she would be at home." Star clarifies for me as Ponyhead continues sobbing obnoxiously.
"Pony, use your words." Gently, Star tells her.
"Hyah-cha! I heard screaming. ...Oh. It's Pony Head. What, did she run out of rainbow toothpaste again?" Sighing, Marco deflates at the sight of Ponyhead not that I can blame him.
"Yeah, probably. Whatever it is, we'll go through it together." Sweetly, Star smiles at us.
"That sounds more like a you problem." I mutter crossing my arms as fortunately, Ponyhead's whimpers finally cease.
"Okay, I'll tell you. I am ready to reveal." Sniffling, Pony Head whips around to face us, blowing her tears away. Messily, she cries fresh tears, causing a stream of coal black to gush down on her like waterfalls.
"The Bounce Lounge... is closing." Horrified, Ponyhead reveals as next thing I know, I feel a familiar warm liquid gush down my ears, making my eyes widen horrified. Loudly, I hear the crack of Star's mirror alongside Star's hearts breaking as she screams, blue waterfalls cascading and joining Ponyhead's coal black making Maroc and I grimace.
"If this isn't a lifetime of bad luck I don't know what is," I groan out loud rubbing my ears having Star use her magic to fix them.
"The Bounce... Lounge... is cl-cl-closing?!" Upset, Star falls to her knees at her and cries into her bedsheets.
"That is what she said." Bored, I grumble uncaring.
"I know!" Sobbing, Star and Pony Head cry into Marco and me, making me grimace at my stained attire. Unsure, I glance at Marco following his actions as we pat them, consoling them.
"Hey, let's not get ahead of ourselves. It's probably not even closing. I mean, since when has Pony Head been right about anything?" Calmly, Marco offers.
"True, I mean she keeps saying people are dead when they aren't." I point out. Sniffling, Star moves away from Marco, leaving green snot on his hoodie making me dry heave fortunate to not have Star on me but instead just have makeup staining my clothes.
"Oh yeah," Hopeful, Star smiles as we decide to head to the source only for our eyes to widen at the big bold sign, floating in the sky, reading "BOUNCE LOUNGE IS CLOSING - Milly Sparkles".
"It's closing." Marco confirms.
"Oh well," Casually, I shrug.
"I just... I can't believe it." Heartbroken, Star sighs.
"Believe it." Surprised, I jolt up at the voice and the sudden spotlight of sparkles flowing down from the high heavens as a light from the clouds shines down on us, and Milly Sparkles, I assume descends from the sky on a floating lounge chair as electronic dance music plays.
"Oh, my goodness! It's Milly Sparkles." Awestruck, Star and Pony Head bow to Milly Sparkles while Marco and I stand, not sure what to make of the woman.
"My liege. Marco, it is the owner of the Bounce Lounge." Sternly, Star pushes him down to bow.
"You too Amber!" Ponyhead scolds me.
"For the last time its ASH!" Annoyed, I hiss at her as she uses her horn to pull me down, forcing me to bow.
"The Bounce Lounge is indeed closing. The party is over." Milly confirms.
"But why, Milly?" Confused, Star questions her.
"Because business has been slow. No one comes to party here anymore." Sadly, Milly gestures to the Bounce Lounge's dance floor covered in garbage. Cawing, crow flies from the top of the disco ball. A robotic DJ stands motionless at a turntable, covered in rust and cobwebs. Its shutter shades fall off of its face.
"Fare thee well, loyal partiers. And may the Bounce Lounge be with you... always." Mysteriously, Milly floats back up into the clouds, and they close.
"I'm getting a sense of deva ju from that line," I mutter my brow furrowed it's on the tip of my tongue the phrase, where is it from?
"Wow, you girls used to party here a lot." Impressed, Marco's voice snaps me out of my thoughts as we turn to find him gazing at a board with numerous photo booth tickets on them, my eyes widening to find a few with Michael and Tom even one with the DJ and him, this must be before that incident.
"Hey, Pony, look! Awww! Besties!" Happily, Star points us.
"It's us!" Ponyhead smiles as we turn to face the board finding a photo on the wall shows Star and Pony Head as kids, with the letters "BFF" on the right side.
"Mm-hmm. And there's our junior prom night." Ponyhead points to another photo showing Star and Pony Head in junior high school with braces and acne. The words "DANCE NIGHT" appear in large blue lettering.
"Uh, yeah... I'm actually trying to forget that." Pained, Star winces at the memory.
"O.M.G. That is a classic! 'Cause that is the old Bounce Crew, girl!" Loudly, Ponyhead beams as my eyes widen when another photo shows Star, Pony Head, Kelly, Tad, Johnny Blowhole, Headphone Jones, and Lady Scarfs-a-Lot but what surprises me the most is finding Michael by them, to the side trying to act like the cool bad boy making me chuckle.
"I thought you didn't know Michael." Confused, I furrow my brow.
"Well I didn't know him well. Every time I tried to bond with him we would always argue." Star sighs.
"Yeah it didn't help that I kept asking him out." Ponyhead acknowledges surprising us.
"We used to rule this place." Fondly, Star smiles.
"Nobody partied harder than we did." Confidently, Ponyhead declares.
"Man, where did the time go?" Sadly, Star smiles.
"Actually, time doesn't go anywhere. Sometimes things just end, and there's nothing we can do but accept it." Honestly, Marco answers.
"It was a rhetorical question Marco." Sighing, I point out.
"Please be quiet earth turd, because Star and I are trying to have a life moment!" Scowling, Ponyhead glares at Marco.
"We haven't been here for so long. I can't help but feel like this is our fault." Guilty, Star bows her head.
"Not really, I mean everyone had their own lives, I mean you, Ponyhead and Micheal probably had royal stuff on your mind well Michael did not so sure on you too," Bluntly, I deadpan.
"And now a part of our life is gone forever." Easily, Ponyhead ignores me making me grumble.
"Unless...we get the old Bounce Crew back together!"