Heyo! It's Me!

There's not much to add for this one to be honest. It's a little shorter but that's just because I'm tired and I wanted to leave it at the point I left it.

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Old Crumbs Tavern

The brightly lit interior contrasted with the darkened outside, it had taken Marco and Star a few moments to adjust to the light. Markus was leading them through the main doors and towards a specific room that laid just left of the main bar, "Hey Mark, who are these chumps?" A lady currently behind the bar asked the duo's tour guide. She had medium-long, roughed up chestnut hair. It looked as if she hadn't stopped running around since the early morning. The Ms also had some emerald-green coloured eyes that radiated youth, she looked around early to mid-twenties.

She was currently halfway through cleaning out one of the mead jugs, it wasn't a problem that the jugs weren't cleaned out mid-way through a night earlier in the bar's life. But as the drunkards got more and more frequent in the bar – as did the collisions between aforementioned drunks. This meant that the glasses would usually get smashed and so the bar maid and staff had to keep cleaning the same beverage-holders.

It smells like old beer has soaked up into all the wallpaper… Marco silently thought to himself while looking around at the randomness that engulfed him: Some were playing games like blackjack or poker, others were passed out on one of the tables and being drawn on by their 'friends'.

"A couple pals from work." The Lucitor replied with nonchalance, he pronounced 'work' as 'werk'.

"Ya betta not mess up that room ya'ear?" She shouted back, Mark and Marco had already entered the room, Star was the last one to enter. It was fairly dark in there, it had taken a minute for Markus to reach one of the lamps and switch it on. Once illuminated, it was easier to make out features of the room. As Star was walking into the room, she noticed that a wooden desk was on her right in the corner, one leg was slightly raised that the others that would create a wobbly sensation when writing on it.

A similar chair was in front of the broken-down desk, it had scorch marks all throughout the wood. It would lead to assume that some cigarettes had most likely met their extinguishment on said chair. Further down from the desk, a tattered and tea-stained map was pinned up on the wall. It had a few tears in and was missing at least a continent from what Star could observe in the glance she had of it.

Finally, at the back of the room was a medium sized sofa, it was torn open in more than a few places, so a lot of the padding had overflown.

Markus had walked straight over to the couch at the back and sat down, releasing a sigh. "You can bring over that chair, and one of yous can sit down 'ere." He finished as he pointed to his left, illustrating for one of the two teens to sit adjacent to him. Star was about to converse with the Diaz about who should sit there, but Marco had already began to move over to the desk chair so the Butterfly strolled over to the Lucitor.

Marco had spun the chair around so that when he sat down his chest had faced the back of the chair and his legs were spread over the edges of the seat. As soon as Marco let his buttock touch the wooden seat he began to start the recording on the audiograph. They'd only get one chance at this, once the grooves had been cut out for the sound, it would be physically impossible to re-record anymore audio. The two would have about 4 minutes of recording.

"What yer wanna talk about?" Markus asked inquisitively, leaning back in the corner of the sofa, arms crossed around his chest.

"Anything juicy with you and 'Phe." Star begged with a wicked smile on her face, never would Marco had thought that Star could be such a great actor. She really sold the part of a 'nosy friend' that wants to know everything to do with her 'girl friend'.

"Straight to the point, I like you." Markus replied with a cheeky grin of his own. His bubbly personality was overflowing at this point. "Me and 'Phelia met half a year ago or so when she came down to the village, she was trying to escape some annoying peasants who were attempting to get autographs or something and we ended up running into each other. Long story short, we fell for each other. Not in love, we were just two bad kids wanting to have some fun." His head was looking towards the door we entered from, eyes closed and the smuggest look you'll ever see plastered across his face.

"What kind of fun?! Come on! Please tell us… You can't just leave us on an edge like that." Star pleaded, hoping to drag any information she could out of the lad. Fortunately, he was the kind of kid to take that bait.

"Well. If you insist missy, we would play games with each other. Dares to do things, at first it was casual things like pranks and stuff. But I took the initiative," He put a lot of emphasis on the 'I', "and dared her to kiss me. The little lady couldn't keep her hands off after that. It felt like every chance we got we'd just find ourselves in the other's presence, hands feeling wherever – mouths doing whatever."

"Ooooo!" Star shrieked, "Sooo scandalous." She added on, the princess had her index finger on her right hand next to her lip and wore a puckered-up face. Marco could've started to talk too, but he felt like it'd be best to leave this to Star seeing how she was doing such a good job.

Markus chuckled and replied "You know it sister. So can I ask you a question now?" The Diaz turned off the recording at this, not wanting anything more to be engraved into the evidence. Lucitor had addressed Marco when asking.

"Fire away pal." Marco replied with a friendly smile. The three began to talk for what seemed like forever.

Later

The time currently was 8:20PM.

"Tell ya what!" Markus said to his newfound 'friends'. "Drinks are on me, let's go have some fun!" He cried. Marco was sure that they still had a bit of time left before the duo had to go back, it'd have been rude to refuse a drink. (Legal age here in 16) However, by the time Marco could already respond, Star was halfway through the door crying for the other two boys to hurry it up.

Marco slightly laughed to himself at Star's forwardness, Markus smiled and jumped up, headed for the doorway. One drink can't hurt.

Later

Marco had thrown back a few pints by now, his head had begun to go a little numb and his thoughts became a little slower. He wasn't sure what 10+10 was anymore, only that it was painful to think about such intense stuff. Markus was constantly calling Marco a lightweight for becoming like this after only a few. Meanwhile, Star had thrown back probably twice the number of drinks that Marco had – she was always saying that she doesn't feel any different and how she was perfectly fine…

Problem was, she was pretty much stumbling over her own feet when saying this, but the Diaz wasn't in any condition to stop the little princess from glugging down more and more alcohol. Marco's family was always too poor to buy alcohol, so he hadn't really had any possible way to build up resistance to the stuff, Star was in a similar boat. Instead of being too poor, she was simply too young to drink it when she was allowed outside, and nowadays she has no way to obtain the mind-boggling drink.

The male counterpart gazed up at the semi-smashed up clock that was loosely hanging on the far-side of the bar. He had to get pretty close to it in order to read it, the time-teller displayed 9:15PM, Oh f***. Marco silently cursed to himself, he had let himself get distracted, he and Star needed to leave. It was only a 20 minute walk, but in the condition they were, who knows how long it'd take, and sneaking around the castle when being totally smashed was going to be extremely difficult.

"Star!" Marco called out, his head swaying back and forth trying to find the young blonde-haired girl in the crowd. The boy eventually bumped into her, "Star." He repeated once more, getting close to her face which was in pure ecstasy and fairyland.

"Marco?" She called out, the 'r' lasting 14 times longer than it should have. Her hair was ragged now with streaks exploding from every which-way. A small hiccup escaped her face as she was keeping a strange smile targeted on Marco.

"Star, we need to go. Now."

"But we just got here Marcooo. Marco. Hehehe, Marco." The Diaz's head might've been hurting and his vision might be a bit distorted, but he had enough sense to drag her by force. "Lemme goooo Marcooo!" She cried, faintly attempting to punch his firm grasp on her arm. The two eventually found themselves outside, it was pitch black now and the lights were the only beacon of hope that could lead them back to the castle.

The Diaz began to lead the princess down the streets, she was half clinging onto him as they walked. Occasionally, a small light might catch the Butterfly's attention and she'd make 'oooos' or 'ahhs' at it.

A little while later

It took a long time, but the two eventually made it to the hill, and then the forest – which they kept to and circled around the edge of the castle. They were a lot more noticeable now, Star kept standing on twigs, trying to be as loud as possible. Marco had to use his spare free hand to clasp her mouth shut so that they wouldn't alert any security. He hadn't much collection of time anymore, he thought it'd be about 9:30PM but he knew that was far too early. He had to just hope that he made it back in time.

They both approached the hole in the fence and got through, Marco put Star near the ground and then proceeded into the gate. He turned around to help her back through, but when she tried, the right shoulder on her top got snagged on one of the metal wires. In her obviously drunken state, instead of trying to free herself she just powered on and ended up taking off her right sleeve, in addition to a little bit of the clothing that was over her bra. It wasn't a lot, you could only see the strap. Pink? Marco noted, he quickly shut any idea out of his brain though, determined to see success.

He lifted the princess back up and marched on forward, past the fountain and into the castle. The doors squeaked open and the two tip-toed in… I say two, Marco tried to tip-toe in, Star just pranced around without a care in the world.

Marco struggled to carry both himself and the half dead princess up the stairs. He got to his floor before hearing footsteps coming from below them, in a terrified panic, Marco rushed over to his room and scrambled to get the key in and unlock the door. It just about opened when the two silhouettes rose from the stairway. The Diaz had wanted to grab Star and try again in a minute for her room, but by the time he looked back she was already collapsed on his bed. He had wanted to try and get her to her bedroom, but honestly, he couldn't be bothered anymore. He hadn't the patience or strength to fight with a passed-out princess.

In his slightly sleep deprived state he just walked over to his bed and collapsed next to her. Both of them lost to unconsciousness.

Ending Notes:

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