Tom was freaking out. Her mind was flooded with ideas and emotions and it was taking all her willpower not to loose herself in how good Marco's hoodie smelt as she closed the door to her parents room locking it just as her mom noticed her daughter's new attire. She smiled and let out a small chuckle causing Tom to snap out of her trance but still clutching the hoodie.

"What? It's my hoodie now nothing strange with that."

Her mother simply smiled and patted her knee. Tom hesitated knowing how embarrassing this would be but used her powers to blast upward coming down on her mom's knee as she gently patted her head.

After a minute of peace, she asked the obvious question.

"Yes, it's Marco's and now I didn't steal it. He gave it to me after I asked." Her face grew hot remembering his kind smile as he gave it up.

"Anyway, I came to ask if this is the worst I can expect. I mean I can live with taking his clothes I mean they're practically mine anyway… I mean ours… His! Yeah that's what I meant. His clothes that he may or may not give me if I ask."

Seeing her daughter flustered brough a magma tear to her eye but she contained herself and did her best to answer her questions.

Of course, it only took a few seconds of truth for Tom to freak out again.

"What do you mean It will only get more intense!?"

She explained that right now Tom was marking what was hers y taking Marco's clothes. Soon enough though she'd move onto to step two where things got far more physical.

The moment Tom heard this her mind began to wander and imagined a sight she'd seen countless times. Marco without a shirt as he practiced karate and swordsmanship. In this past this had been a pretty common thing for them. But now as she imagined his light brown skin and well developed muscles, she felt her countless souls scream in ecstasy. She jumped off her mom's knee and bolted from the room running face first into Marco.

"Ahhh!"

"OW!"

When she opened her eyes, she saw that Marco had landed on top of her. But what really caught her eyes was his rapidly reddening face as he scrambled up and offered his hand.

"Sorry about that. You just ran away and I kind of got worried."

She had to suppress her instincts as she said. "Yeah my bad. Just got a bit worked up." She thought for a moment about how to make this a bit less weird.

"Anyway, probably about time I return your hoodie." But as her hand went to the zipper, he stopped her.

"Nah you keep it. I've got extras and besides it looks really good on you." Her heart skipped a beat as she nodded just as her grandpa flew into the room screeching that it was time to get a bit more hands on before grabbing them and pulling them into his study. Once inside he placed them facing each other before flipping through his book of rituals

"What's going on?"

Rusitcore looked to Marco and spoke in ancient demonic causing red runes to appear on his forehead and cheeks.

"He says that this ritual if it works should at least finally give him a starting point. Apparently, it's supposed to join our minds aaaannndddd not sure about the rest he kind of goes into old school demon and uses terms I'm not sure about."

After a few moments of changing Rusticore's hands ignited in fire causing Marco's and Tom's eyes to glow before they quite literally felt their minds explode with demon magic.

When Marco finally managed to find his senses again he saw that he was no longer in Tom's grandpas study. No he was now in a very familiar untamed wilds and after looking down saw that he was in his muscular adult form.

"Okay not sure what's going on here."

He looked around at what he guessed was his mind before hearing a familiar voice followed by seeing flashes of heat and flame.

Following the screams, he soon came to a fork in the road and stopped in confusion. For directly in the middle was a sign that pointed to either side each saying to "Tom". Down the left he could hear the higher female voice while to the right the familiar manly voice.

"Guess this is some kind of test then."

He spent a long time staring down both sides of the path. He'd just about made a choice when he heard a very angry female Tom scream.

"Marco where are you!?"

He could hear panic in her voice and that propelled his body down the left path jumping over boulders and smashing through trees as he used his survival skills to skillfully navigate the jungle getting closer and closer to Tom.

When he eventually found her, he completely stopped in her tracks at the sight. For just as he had taken on his adult form it seemed that Tom had also been transformed.

She was now at least a foot taller with her salmon colored hair was now down below her shoulders. She was still wearing his hoodie only now it was missing both sleaves and open showing a black sleeveless shirt with the words "number 1 bad girl" in big red letters. She still wore her black tattered shorts but now instead of her large brown shoes she now sported a pair of black combat boots. His heart actually stopped as she locked eyes on him, and he muttered the words. "Wow" as every fiber of his being came together to recognize how hot she looked.

If she heard him, she didn't mention it. Instead she was to busy trying to free herself not only from the vines she somehow gotten tangled up in but also trying to geta way from the giant carnivorous plant that was currently trying to eat her legs. With her free hand she sent blast after blast of flame at it but in only succeeded it deterring it for a few precious moments.

"Marco could really use your help right now!" He shook his head and rushed forward knowing how to deal with this plant.

It took him all of ten seconds to find the small white flower on the back of it's head plucking it and sending the plant into a comatose state causing it's vines to wither and dropping Tom directly into his open arms. The exact minute she landed she grabbed him by his spiked jacket pulling him close.

"I've been looking for you for ten minutes Diaz!"

He couldn't say anything. His mind was once again focused on how good she looked as well as the strange joy he was feeling from holding her.

Though eventually she noticed him silently staring and she finally noticed not only how close she was to him but how ruggedly handsome he looked.

Star had told him that his adult form screamed rouge adventurer and now that she was seeing it she knew Star's description didn't do it justice.

Damn he looks like every story of a hero and warrior molded into one. Not to mention how strong and thick these arms are.

As she went about giving his arms a gentle squeeze Marco did his best to try and get his mind to work. However, with a very attractive girl in his arms letting out faint giggle.

Eventually he managed to speak up snapping the both of them out of their distractions.

"Sooooo any idea where we are?"

Realizing what she was doing she scrambled out of his grip and onto her feet dusting herself off.

"Well if I had to guess I'd say this is some sort of magically created realm. As to why were both adults well I have no idea."

Marco looked around before nodding. "Looks similar to the nightmare lands. Or maybe the forest of despair. Spent a lot of time here. nearly everything here will try to kill you. Especially the cute things. I'm actually surprised you got the far into the plant grove."

"Yeah well I just followed the talking skull. It kept saying this way to Marco and this way to your future. Next time I see that thing I'm blasting it and making a soup bowl."

"Really because it was a sign that led me to you. Well one of you. One path for female the other for male."

"Really?" Now she was curious.

"Yeah although the moment I heard you, this you I came running. Can't have anything happen to you after all." After he said this Tom smiled and for a moment Marco thought she was about to call him corny.

That is until she smiled and took his hand. "So, you're saying I was your top priority? Well now don't I feel special. I guess now would be the time were this damsel in distress rewards her handsome savior, right?"

He didn't know if she was joking so he tried to think of something cliché to say such "well a kiss is traditional"

The entire area around him went up in low flames and he realized he'd said that out loud.

Her instincts triggered she quickly grabbed his jacket and pulled him down for a quick kiss. The flames engulfed them both and when it died down, they were back in her grandpa's study slowly pulling apart faces blazing.

They both couldn't look away from the other as her grandpa rubbed his chin muttering.

"I…"

"You…"

"We…"

After a long moment they both said the exact same thing.

"Wow…"