Hey, Kids! Hope you like dialogue!

Marco awoke to the gentle beams of sunlight flooding in from the window. Marco was lying on his side, feeling the familiar softness of Star's plush carpet on his naked body. He must have dozed off after that whole ordeal. He could feel the subtle weight of Star's cozy comforter, draped over his body, and a large, fluffy pillow that comfortably cradled his head. He felt a soft, blissful warmth around his entire body. The unmistakable feeling of close human contact, or in this case, mewman contact.

The boy opened his eyes to see the face of a slumbering princess, mere inches away from his nose. The girl held him in a tight, yet gentle, embrace. Marco could feel every intricate detail of the girl's chest as it pressed up against his own. He felt the warm, subtle gusts of air against his face from every breath she took. It was… perfect. Warm, comfy, calm. No life threatening adventures, no sexual tension or pressure, nothing for him to worry about. Absolute bliss.

Marco wanted in on this cuddling action. Very slowly, Marco lifted his arms, and gently placed them around her back, trying his best not to wake her. That whole thing went out the window fairly quickly when Marco's hand brushed against her wing.

'Shoot! Right, she has wings!'

"Mmmg…" Star groaned, lightly adjusting her body. Her eyes fluttered open, ever so slightly, squinting from the sunlight that delicately painted her face. Looking into his eyes, Star gave him a smile. "Good morning, Sunshine."

"Morning, Star." Marco replied with a yawn.

"It's your day, today. Are you excited?"

The warm smile on his face quickly faded away. "Right. So, about last night-" The boy was cut off by the princess squeezing the air from his lungs.

"Marco, that was incredible! I never felt anything like it! You were amazing!"

"No, Star! I wasn't!" He snapped.

Star loosened her grip and gave him a puzzled look.

"S-Sorry. I know you're just trying to make me feel better, but nothing I did last night was 'amazing!' I-I-I-I took advantage of you! Used you like some sort of object! I don't know what came over me… I just… couldn't hit my climax! It was torture!"

Star gave him a guilty smile. "Mmm, Yeeeah… Aboooouuut that… Ya know that pink smoke that appeared when I did the 'heavy armor safety plate' spell?"

"…yeeeeaaah…"

"Let's just say… It wasn't for dramatic effect…"

"You drugged me!?"

"What? Pshhh! Nooooo!"

"Do you even know what that means?"

"I don't know why you keep expecting me to say yes."

"Whatever! It still doesn't make what I did okay! I came down your throat, Star! I. Came. Down. Your. Throat! For Christ's sake, how can you be okay with that!?"

The girl began to blush, a conflicted hum escaping from the back of her throat. "Mmmm… bczalkdt…" She mumbled.

"What?"

"…beczilikted…"

"Star, I can't understand you."

The princess took a long, deep breath, looking Marco dead in the eyes. "Because I liked it."

Marco stared back at her with a blank, puzzled expression. "Liked… What?"

"Seriously?!" She snapped, sitting herself up. "I need to explain it to you?!"

"I mean, like… all of it?"

"Yes."

"Even when I…"

"Yes."

"And when I…"

"Yes."

"Down your…"

"Yes… Is that weird? I feel like that's weird…"1

Marco began to sit up, as well. "What. That you, um… 'like it rough?' I mean, not really…"

"Mmmmmm, I dunno. Seems pretty weird." She said in a high-pitched, skeptical tone.

"I wouldn't exactly call it 'normal,' but there are plenty of girls who like it that way. Trust me, I've, um… 'stumbled' upon my fair share of it, on the web. We all have our fetishes. It's nothing to feel embarrassed about."

"Fetishes?"

"Weird things that we're… *cough* 'into.'

"You guys have a word for that?"

"Like I said: We all got 'em."

Star paused. "What's yours?"

"My what?"

"Your fetish."

Marco sat there, frozen. The same comforting smile, plastered on his face

"…"

"…"

"I'm sorry, Star. didn't seem to catch that-oh hey! Would you look at the time!" Marco shoved his phone into the princess's face. "We better get ready for school. Don't want to be late, now. It's my day, after all!"

Star couldn't help but laugh at her friend's flustered excusing.

The two got dressed and packed their bags before heading out the door. The two new love birds took the scenic route to school, hand in hand. The snow had obviously picked up, last night, draping a decent, two-inch blanket of white, over Echo Creek. Like always, when they arrived, it was off to Marco's daily waiting spot.

"…And that's how I got banned from all royal, diplomatic gatherings."

"16?"

"16."

"In a row…"

"Give or take."

"H-How did they put the fires out?"

"Some say it burns to this very day."

"You're a very dangerous person. I hope you know that."

"Yeah yeah yeah. Whatever, Mom."

"No, I mean, seriously. How are you not in jail right now?"

"It's fine! We paid for the damages."

"What about the princes?"

"I'm sure they've probably recovered, by now… Oh look, there's Jackie! Go get 'em, tiger." Star gave him a push.

"Alright. We're not done with this, though!"

Star just leaned back against the lockers and rolled her eyes.

Marco took a deep breath and put on a friendly smile. "Hi, Jackie." He called with a wave.

"Hey, Marco." She called back, hopping off her skateboard and flipping it into her hands. "What's up, man?"

Unlike any of their past exchanges, Marco actually began to approach her. "Not much, not much."

"Really? Not much. With Star around. I seriously doubt that, dude." She said with a chuckle.

"Yeah. Ha ha. What can I say? There's never a dull moment with her. Guess it's just kinda become routine for me."

The princess stood by the lockers, observing the conversation from afar. 'Woah, look at him go!' She, honestly, was just looking for an excuse to have some fun with Marco. She didn't actually think it would work. But there he was, talking to his life-long crush like any other person. Man, they really seemed to be hitting it off… maybe a bit too well…

Star felt a… warm, tingling sensation at the very base of her wings. What if she fell for him? The feeling intensified, slowly crawling its way outwards, enveloping more and more of her wings in the strange, stinging heat. She was Marco's life-long crush, after all. Would he choose Jackie over her?! She-She's trying to take Marco. HER Marco! Star's wings began to throb, the stinging heat turning to a searing burn as the feeling inched closer and closer to her tips. Her sky blue eyes faded into a dark purple.

No!

She couldn't let that happen!

SHE WOULDN'T LET THAT HAPPEN!

With a poof, Star teleported herself between the two of them.

"Oh, hey, Star." Jackie greeted. "I like the eyes, are those, like, contacts or something?"

"Back off." The princess growled.

"I'm sorry?"

"I said: Back the FUCK OFF, you little SLUT!"

"Star!" Marco gasped

"I know what you're trying to do! You're trying to take my Marco away from me! Well, he's mine! So hop your little ass back on your cunting skateboard and STAY AWAY FROM HIM!"

"Alright, alright. Chill, dude." Jackie said in a disarming tone. "I'll go, sorry."

And like that, she was gone.

"STAR! What was that!?" Marco shook the princess by the shoulders.

As she felt his hands on her body, the burning subsided, her head cleared of rage, and her eyes fading back to their usual bright blue. Star blinked a few times before gasping and clamping both hands over her mouth.

"Star!?" He repeated.

"I-I don't know! I don't know! I just got so… angry, and it just kind of happened!"

"Where did you even learn those words?!"

"…UToob comments…"

"I told you never to look at those, Star!"

"That only made me want to do it more, does this really matter, right now?!"

Marco stood in silent contemplation, for a brief moment. "Star…? How much do you know about mewberty?"

"A lot less than you'd think… Do you think that's what it was?"

"…Yeah. Yeah, I'd put money on that." The boy held his chin in contemplation. "Wait, didn't you say your dad gave you a mewberty book?"

"Yeeeaaaah?"

"Did you ever read it?"

"…nooooooooo…"

Marco slapped his forehead, taking a deep breath. "Okay. okay okay okay okay." He whispered rhythmically to himself. "Well!" he smiled, clapping his hands and attempting to mask his frustration. "That seem like a good place to start."

"Okay!" she responded, with an excited grin.

"After class." The boy stressed

"Okay…" she said, looking down to the floor in childish disappointment.

DEN SKOOL HAPPENED!1! EX DEE

(If anyone genuinely feels that not summarizing their day at school devalues the overall story in some way, I'll add something.)

"Alright, Star. What did you do?" he said, as they began to walk to their lockers.

"What ever could you mean?"

"Hmm, I don't know. It might just be a hunch. But it did seem a liiiiiittle strange that, according to Miss Skullnick, we have had perfect attendance for the entire week!"

"What? It's not the first time she's been forgetful"

"And that I got 100% on everything I missed."

"You get 100s all the time, Marco, she probably just assum-"

"And so did you…"

"…"

"…"

"… Okay, so I might have done something…"

"What did you do?"

"Don't worry about it."

"You don't want to tell me?"

"No. I'm just not 100% sure what I did. But it woooorrked!" She sang.

Marco couldn't help but smile, "I'll let it slide this time, Butterfly." He said, opening his locker and beginning to pack his bag. "But only because I hate quadratic equations."

"Yeah, ha ha… those things…"

"Alright." Marco began, lugging his backpack over his shoulder. "You ready to go?"

Star was facing away from him, staring distantly down the hallway. "I'll, uh… I'll meet you there. I need to talk to Jackie." She spoke quietly, her voice distant and unfocused.

"Alone? I mean, no offence, Star, but I don't think you should be alone with Jackie."

"Well, you can't be there!" She turned angrily towards him before quickly deflating back into her timid tone. "It could set me off again."

Marco took a deep breath, grabbing his chin, as he puzzled it over. "Ssssss… Mmmm… Alright, I guess It'd be okay." He said in an extremely conflicted tone. Situating his bag, comfortably, on his back, Marco looked back to Star. "Just… don't take too long, alright? Better safe than sorry."

The princess shot him a smile, giving him a simple nod before the two parted ways.

Star timidly approached Jackie's locker as she packed up for the day. "Oh. Hey, Star." Jackie greeted with a usual smile, hoisting her backpack over one shoulder.

Star was taken aback by the girl's tone. W-Why wasn't she angry? "Uh, Hi."

"I take it, you're here to apologize?" She said with a lighthearted smirk.

Star shamefully nodded her head.

Jackie chuckled a bit. "Don't sweat it, Star. Seriously."

The princess stared at her, silently, face blank with troubling bewilderment. "Alright! I was wrong!.." She said, throwing her arms up in the air, "…I still don't get humans!"

Jackie laughed again. "They're just words, man. Even if you did mean them, I think I'd've survived. We're all going through some stuff, right now, Star. I can't say I haven't had my share of outbursts, and you literally turned into a monster, like, what was it? a month and a half ago? So I can't even complain! I mean, gimmie some credit, will ya? It's gonna take a little more than some foul language to get on my bad side."

Star's eyes sparkled in awe of the woman standing before her, a smile slowly growing on her face. Star gleefully threw her arms around Jackie. "You're the best!.." Star's eyes widened before letting her go. "Wait, shoot, uh, okay. 'Loved to stay, but I kind of have to get going. Marco's probably still waiting for me, back home."

Jackie chuckled. "Alright, Star. Good luck!"

The walk home was quiet and uneventful, she needed this moment to herself. There was a lot on her mind. She felt… different, a sense of loneliness, but also an odd sense of peace and clarity. As if some sort of haze had been lifted from deep within her mind.

The internal peace was short-lived, as memories of the past week flooded into her head in intimate detail. Star gasped. The sudden rush of information felt like a club to the back of the head. She stumbled, nearly losing her balance before clumsily catching herself. She felt lightheaded. Her ears rang, ever so slightly.

"Woah." Was all she could manage.

She had been… she didn't even know what to call it, but it seemed as if her thoughts had been clouded, her memories and actions, romanticized and simplified. But it had just randomly disappeared. When did it even start? These concerns were swiftly put on the backburner as she began to notice the updated memories. they were all crystal clear, each little detail, eerily specific. She was… surprised, to say the least. She was a lot of things, actually: surprised, discussed, impressed, embarrassed, the whole spectrum. Wh-What was wrong with her? What did she do? What did she make Marco do? It-It-It all felt so natural, at the time, but…

"Ugh! Why is mewberty so hard!?"

Star gasped. "the book. The book! That's right! Marco and I can-" she gasped again. "Marco… It's him, isn't it? He's the reason I was acting so weird!"

A part of her was afraid to see him again, if this is what he did to her. But the fear was overpowered by the excitement to be with him and the need for answers! There she stood, in the front yard. Star took a deep breath. She could do this. She just had to control herself. She was the master of her own body. She would not let this beat her! She could do this!

The princess slowly grabbed the door knob, clenching her eyes shut, and opened the door.

What was the hold up, this time?

Four words: Breath. Of. The. Wild!

I don't even like Zelda games. The puzzles are always too big and difficult to the point of being unentertaining for my feeble little mind. I've always been more of a Mario fanboy. Welcome to Jim's Tech Blog, apparently. But the open world survival adventure, with fuck-tons of side-quests and other things to do in the massive map of Hyrule, along with the portability of the Switch, creates an epic adventure that you can't put down.

Sorry, gotta nerd out, every once in a while.

Also, Fs. Fs Urvrywhere. Had to kind of alter priorities, a bit.