I'm feeling generous. Two chapters in two days.

I know, I am god.

Now, the reviews.

ChelJosh: That's 10 points for you! Gordon Ramsay.

Mr. Drawer: Thanks! It's people like you that make me want to make 2 chapters in the span of 2 days.

Catalyst56: The text courtesy was right! That was the reason that the phone bit in the last chapter was italicized. 200 points.

XxinfamousxX321: Nice name.

ItaShootingStar: Ha ha, nice answer jackass.

Alright! Let's dive in.

Star and Marco just stared at eachother for a bit.

"So, uh, Mom, Dad, I have a great question." The boy said.

"Go ahead, son." Rafael said.

"Yes, who is this girl you have brought into our home?" He asked, pointing to Star.

"This is a family friend. She is here because of an emergency in her family. She'll be staying here for a while." Angie answered.

She walked into the living room with Rafael, leaving Star behind, looking around.

"Um, hey." The boy said. Star was a bit surprised by this, as she jumped a bit. "Woah! I'm not going to hurt you." Star stayed silent.

"Alright." The boy said. "What's your name?" Silence.

"Well, that family emergency must've messed you up. My name is Marco. They're my parents, if you didn't guess." Silence.

"So, are you just against talking for right now?"

e.

"I'll take that as a yes. But don't worry, I'll have you talking by the end of the day. Marco Diaz is known for making girls talk (even if it's bad 90% of the time)."

Peace.

"Well, you didn't pack anything, how about I bike you over to the mall to get you some clothes, I'll pay."

Taciturnity.

However, she did nod her head yes.

"Good! I'll go get my wallet and my tandem bike!"

Time Skip Quote: She, she screams in silence, a sullen riot penetrating through her mind

"Here, take this helmet. I don't want any accidents happening." Marco said, giving her a helmet. She put it on, got on the bike, and began to look at her new surroundings.

It was a beautiful place, as about as beautiful Southern Cal could be. Cacti grew about everywhere, green grass in every park, flourishing with people walking their dogs.

And she loved the possible restaurant prospects she could choose from. Everything they didn't have in Albuquerque, they had here in Echo Creek. She knew she'd have her chances.

Before she knew it, they were at the Echo Creek Mall. It had anything that the city didn't have. Food and shop-wise.

"Alright, I'll let you lead the way." He stopped mid-sentence and whispered, "And get you to talk."

Star walked into a JCPenney's first, ready to see what choices she had.

Time Skip Quote: She, she screams in silence, a sullen riot penetrating through her mind

There was darkness. That was it. Darkness and the sounds of metal clanging against eachother. There was also silence.

"Welcome home." A Spanish sounding voice said in the dark.

Lights turned on, revealing Moon and River, held up against the wall by two chains.

"What do you want from us, you bastards?" River said, pain in his words.

"Oh. I don't want something from you. I want to do something to you."

"What do you mean by that?" Moon said, determination in her voice.

"I'll tell you what I told your daughter. Physical torture is overrated. I like it mental."

River cringed at this, having no idea what he was talking about.

"You see, I'm not going to kill you until I want to. So, for now, I'm going to hunt down your daughter. Then, I'm going to torture her. Then kill her, and you will sit here, yourselves to blame. Then, you'll get to see her in hell."

Time Skip Quote: She, she screams in silence, a sullen riot penetrating through her mind

"C'mon! You've been in there for the last 9 paragraphs!" Marco said, running impatient.

Noiselessness was the sound of Star walking out, wearing a different outfit.

It was her typical one you see in the show, what do you fucking expect, me to describe it?

"She's hotter than before." Marco accidentally whispered, then blushed.

Star took a little bit of a notice to this as she quietly laughed.

"She laughed! See! I can do this!"

Marco walked up to the counter with Star.

"That will be 150 dollars sir."

Marco passed out.

Time Skip Quote: She, she screams in silence, a sullen riot penetrating through her mind

We are in the kitchen, now it being 6:30 in the afternoon.

"This is the thing that gets everyone talking." Marco said, standing by the oven. "And it'll get you to talk as well."

"These are 12-time USC Trojan Cooking Invitational Champion winning Nachos!"

Star seemed unimpressed, as she did not like nachos.

"Yeah, it's the only reason I'm somewhat relevant at school." Star chuckled slightly at this.

"But trust me! It'll work. 12 straight baby." He took the nachos out of the oven without mits on, screaming in pain as it happened.

The most Star could make out was "ERTYUIOIYUTREDSFGHOPLKJUHYTRDEFGHYIOPOIYUTREWSXCVBJKLOI*UY&T^%REDFHJKLKJHGTFREGTHYJUIOP{:LKJHG."

But.

Uncommunicativeness.

"Dammit." Marco said, taking off the invisible glove he was wearing.

"So, taste the nachos. They should get you to talk."

Star smirked, as if to say, "Good luck with that."

She grabbed one, put it in her mouth, and...

Well, it tasted as if God himself had blessed it with the flavor of the best of foods, all combined with the best of desserts, and making Gordon Ramsay want to hang himself whilst shooting himself in the crotch with a bleach laced bullet.

"Holy shit." Star said aloud, her eyes sparkling as she took the bite.

"HA! I knew I could get you to talk. And hey! It wasn't bad this time!"

Star turned to Marco, and just stared at him for a bit.

"So, can I get your name?" Marco said, a confused look plastered on his face.

Star pulled him into a tight hug, her head crowned upon his shoulder. She looked up for a second and said,

"You're cute."

She walked upstairs, leaving Marco standing there, confused as to what just happened, and why a certain someone named Jackie Lynn Thomas seemed like an afterthought.

Well, thanks for letting me make 2 in 2 days.

Don't count on 3 in 3 days, I have school tomorrow and most likely I'll be drafting.

Now.

What song does the time quote come from? That's 150 points.

That's it, thank you all for reading, and I'll see you... in the next chapter. Buh-bye!