Hey everyone! I'm back with another fic! It's been quite a while since I updated since the Starcoweek3 event. I was kind of burnt out, doing all the fics at once haha. But I'm back now! Here's today's fic!

Prompt is more married AU. Have fun!

Marco stared blankly ahead of him, absolutely exhausted from yet another sleepless night. He wasn't sure why he didn't quit his job yet. He was more than qualified to apply for another workplace with better hours. It certainly wasn't by choice that he was staying there… but until he finds another occupation, he'll have to stick with this one.

The phone vibrated next to him. He glanced at the screen.

'Marco. We need you to work overtime tonight. Don't be late.'

Marco slammed his head on the breakfast table, groaning at the pain. Maybe if he knocked himself unconscious, he could finally relax. Was getting a concussion worth the rest?

"Marcoooooo? Are you okay?"

He recognized the melodious voice calling out to him. The man groaned.

"Again? But you just did one yesterday!"

Barely a word and the magical queen was able to decipher what Marco was saying. Honestly, if he weren't so dead tired, he'd be impressed by how deeply attuned they were in communicating with each other. Then again, they were married. He let out a long sigh.

"I swear I'm going to send your boss to the void if he keeps doing this to you..."

Marco grunted.

Star crossed her arms and rested her head on the table, gazing at Marco's hair. "Fiiiiine. I'll leave him alone… Even though he does deserve it…"

He finally lifted his head and rest his chin on the table, peering into his wife's crystal blue eyes. He felt his face blush, his stomach fluttering as he took in how beautiful she looked. She was staring at him with a sympathetic look on her face, one that expressed her deepest concern for her husband. Marco looked away, trying to distract himself. "Don't worry, Star. I'll find another job eventually…"

"Well, make sure they don't overwork you. I wanna be able to see your cute little face," she giggled, poking at his cheeks.

This didn't help Marco keep his emotions under control. He swatted away her hand and poked back at her. The two childishly took turns prodding each other before Marco called it quits and laid his head on the table once more. "I really need some rest…"

Star stood from her own chair and circled around the table, hugging her husband from behind. She placed her ear onto his back, listening to his heartbeat drum in his chest. "Maybe we should take a vacation."

"A vacation?"

"Yeah. You know… maybe some time off from work might help. I could also take a break as Queen Butterfly…." Star leaned forward and whispered in his ear, "...and become Mrs. Diaz for a week…"

Marco turned to face his wife with a blush on both their faces. Star took a seat on his lap, draping her arms around his neck. He matched her shy smile, wrapping his arms around her waist, gazing into her deep blue eyes. "Mrs. Diaz… I'd like that..." He leaned in for a kiss. Star giggled at his romantic gesture, happily kissing back. It started off gentle and sweet, but slowly turned into something more… passionate, shall we say.

The two wrapped their arms tightly around each other as if they were the only things in the world. Star broke the kiss, gazing into her husband's eyes half dazed and breathless. "...So… vacation?"

Marco smirked, thinking of all the time he could spend with Star. He remembered all the adventures they went on together, dimension hopping almost every day, the trouble they'd get into only to pull each other out and become closer friends. Frankly, he missed those days. Now it's just a daily routine of wake up, go to work, and come home late. There's barely any time for the two to spend. "Yeah… if only it were that easy…"

"Well, why not quit and find a new job?"

"...Find a new one…" he mumbled. True he hated his job, but he can't just quit without having a backup plan first. And that would take days if not weeks to prepare. Besides, what would he do? Marco sighed. "...I don't even know what kind of job I would want…"

"Well, you better think of something fast, Diaz, before I send this text to your boss."

"Wait, what?" Marco searched for his phone, only to find it in Star's hands, ready to press send. "...Star… What are you sending…?"

She pressed the button, placing it in Marco's hand. "Actually, it's what you're sending. Congratulations! You quit!" she happily exclaimed, pulling him into a hug.

"What!?" he looked at his recent text, reading the message she just wrote.

'Dear boss-man. Your hours are horrible and I'm quitting. Love, Marco.'

Panic set in as he read the text over and over again. He just quit his job. HE JUST QUIT HIS JOB. What was he going to do!? And more importantly… "Love, Marco!?"

"I dunno. I thought it was appropriate."

"Star! I just- we- you- I don't have a job anymore!"

"I know. You're welcome, by the way. Now you don't have to work at that horrible place anymore."

"Y-yeah, but… what about money!?"

"Marco, I'm the queen of Mewni. I'm pretty sure we're set for life."

"But I can't just quit like that!"

"Marco…"

"There are consequences to doing things like that! We can't just-"

"Marco." Star grasped his cheeks, forcing him to look at her. "You come home every night from a job you hate, completely exhausted. You don't eat. You barely sleep. You're breaking down and you don't even see it. I don't know why you stay at that place, but it hurts me to see you come back every day like that. It's poison to you and you need to stop and find a new job."

Marco stared at her. She had a determined look on her face. Her eyes glossed over him with sorrow and pity, wishing he would stop. He wanted her to stop worrying, but he knew better. Star cared about him too much. He thought about it for a moment, thinking about all the days he came home completely drained of energy and personality. He should've quit a long time ago.

He sighed. "...You're right, Star. Thank you..."

"You're welcome." The queen leaned in for a quick kiss before rising to her feet. "Now how about we do something fun?"

Marco smiled. "Well, I did just quit my job. Why not?"

Star pulled out her dimensional scissors, ready to tear open a portal. "Where to, Mr. Butterfly?"

Marco took hold of her hand, firmly gripping it. "Anywhere you'd like, Mrs. Diaz."

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Guest Sorta: Star would definitely say puns if she could. And she should. I expect puns in season 3.

Christianus Iscariot: Why thank you! I'm glad you appreciate these puns!

Fester Drummond: Everyone needs a bit of angst once in a while :P

SonicE1337: Haha, thanks! I'm glad you're enjoying reading them. And I don't mind since you do see them early! Obviously reviews aren't mandatory. And I actually had some trouble writing the original concept AU lol

MadmansDeath: I live for puns!

KitsuneSOUL 7th Dragonslayer: Wow, what a name lol. I like it. And I already have a recovery fic in my list. Should be labeled as starcoweek3 stuff, though I posted it before the week started lol

KelseyMaePrince: April fools! (very late April fools?)

YorkieDorkie: Haha, well I can keep writing more if you want.