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She could hear her mother and Mrs Diaz talking and laughing. She wanted to go down and be with them since hearing her mother laugh was a very rare and special thing. But right now, not only was she feeling sick - she was deathly embarrassed to face the two mother-figures in her life.

Star Butterfly grabbed one of her pillows and screamed her frustration into it.

And this was all Marco's fault.

000

Marco liked hanging out with Star, but he can freely admit that sometimes he just needs some time alone and that he didn't need to be joined at the hip to Star. Especially since Star was just waiting for a phone call. Marco was lying down on his bed and indulging in some comic book reading when he suddenly felt that he was being watched. He barely suppressed a shriek as he noticed Star standing silently by his bed. "Star! What did I tell you about knocking!?"

"Always knock when the door is closed because Marco may be having some 'Marco Fun Time'?" Star flatly replied as she absent-mindedly snipped the air with her dimensional scissors.

Marco's jaw moved silently in shock for a few seconds before he sputtered, "I never said that!"

"Oh yeah - it was your Mom," Star handed over Marco's phone which she had been keeping in case Oskar called for her. She loved the ring tone that Marco had set. "Jackie sent you a kit pic."

Marco grinned happily and looked at the cat photo. "Awww, isn't that cute," he said as he showed Star the photo of a fat, furry cat in a small box.

"Yeah, it's overloaded with cuteness," Star replied in a monotone. "So cute."

Marco frowned, "Give me a sec," he quickly typed a reply to his crush and sent it off. "OK, what's bothering you?"

Star sighed and flopped down on the bed beside Marco, her face buried into his pillow. "How do you know that you're really in love?"

Marco blinked. "Is this about Oskar?"

"The last time he called me was weeks ago, and we haven't seen each other at school since Monday..."

"Well, he might be busy, come to think of it, I haven't seen his car in the parking lot all week," Marco said thoughtfully as he lay back down.

"I wish we were as close as you and Jackie."

Marco looked flustered for a bit. "I can't really say that Jackie and I are that close... yet," he said wistfully.

Star looked at him through a part in her bangs, "Wow, Marco, you really do love her."

"I like her a lot," Marco clarified. "But, I don't really know if I love her. That's what dating is for... hey, can you open the door."

Star raised her wand and cast a silent spell to open the door.

"Hi Mom, hi Dad," Marco said without even lifting his head from his pillow. Mr and Mrs Diaz smiled woodenly as they stood right outside his door.

"Hi kids," Mr Diaz greeted with an awkward wave, "we were just going to remind you that you have to keep the door open when you're together."

"Oh well, we'll leave you two alone then," Angie said as she pushed her husband towards the living room.

"Bye!" both kids said in unison.

"Anyway," Marco said as soon as he was confident that his parents were out of earshot, "Why ask me? You're the one who has an Ex?"

"And that didn't really go well," Star groaned.

"Good point," Marco conceded. "Well, then... It's time for Dr Marco, PhD!" he cried out, raising his fist.

Star waited for a beat, before adding, "So, aren't you getting your glasses, paper, clothes, and book?"

"Nah, too lazy," Marco said as he continued. "So, what do you feel when you think that you're 'in love'?" Marco asked and made the appropriate air quotes.

"Well I feel tingly all over, my heart beats a lot faster, my mouth feels dry, and I want to impress him but I'm afraid that anything I do will make me look stupid and then he'll laugh at me and my life will end!"

"Wow, that's the same thing that I feel when I'm with Jackie."

"Yeah, but it's not really helpful since that's what I feel whenever I see a hot guy!"

"Er..."

"Except for you, if that's what you're about to ask," Star added quickly. "Though it's really a bit self-centered of you to think that you're a hot guy."

"I wasn't gonna say or ask that... I was going to ask if you really meant that you feel the same way that you feel for Oskar as you do for any other hot dude?"

"Oh, yeah..." Star said with some embarrassment. "But it feels a lot stronger when it's for Oskar..."

"Hmmm..."

"So? Any advice Dr Marco, PhD?"

"So, I'm not a hot guy?" Marco asked with some disappointment.

"You're just thinking about that now?!" Star exclaimed.

"Well, sorry! It's kind of difficult to ignore a blow to my self-esteem!" Marco complained with a hint of desperation. "I mean if I'm not a hot guy, what chance do I even have with Jackie?! Oh no! I'm doomed to be all alone and will spend my life in my parent's basement glued to a computer and little to no personal hygiene-"

"Argh!" Star threw up her hands in frustration. She sat up and grabbed Marco by his shirt front. "You are an awesome guy, do cool karate, have a nice bod, and my best friend! Half of the girls at school think that you're a hot guy, so don't think less of yourself, OK?"

Marco smiled, "OK."

"Hugs!" Star cried out before pulling him into a hug.

"Anyway, back to my question..." Star said, still hugging Marco.

"No idea," Marco replied wryly, his chin resting on Star's shoulder and his arms around her waist. "I just realized that I'm out of my depth."

"Well, I guess we'll have to ask the experts."

"Experts?" Marco asked with some apprehension.

"Yes, experts," Star said as she broke the hug and jumped off Marco's bed. "Your parents, duh!"

Marco felt a small heart attack, "And why don't we ask your parents?"

"Pfft! That would be aaaawkward!" Star sing-songed dismissively before grabbing Marco's hand and dragging him off down the stairs.

000

"Hi Mr and Mrs Diaz!" Star said as she dragged Marco to the dining area where Marco's parents were drinking cocoa and eating cookies.

"Hi kids, want some cocoa?" Mrs Diaz offered, subtly noting that the kids were holding hands again... not that it probably meant anything since Star was touchy-feely with Marco.

"Yes, please!" Star replied with her usual high energy. She let go of Marco's hand and pulled out her chair. Angie placed Star and Marco's mugs in front of them. "Thanks!"

"What's up?" Angie asked as she took a seat.

"How do you know that you're reeeallly in love?" Star asked as she bit into a cookie.

"Oh my, are you at that age to be thinking of romance already?"

"Yeah, but not with each other," Star and Marco chorused. Rafael's jaw dropped open, scattering cookie crumbs everywhere.

"We're kind of stumped, because I kind of feel the same way about my crush as I do other hot boys!" Star exclaimed. "Tingles, fast heart beat, dry mouth, feeling helpless and fear of embarrassment."

"But you're OK with Marco?" Angie asked.

"Pfft, Marco may be hot - or so half of the girls at school say," Star quickly amended, "but I don't feel that when I'm with him."

Angie and Rafael shared a glance.

"Do you feel jealous when another girl talks to your crush?" Angie asked.

"Well, no not really," Star said hesitatingly. "Am I supposed to?"

"Some people have complete trust that they don't become jealous or aren't the jealous type at all."

"If I may?" Rafael interjected. "You see Star, in matters of the heart you must not forget to think about what you feel. That is why the head is above the heart. The heart desires, the head directs."

Star listened at rapt attention, stars twinkling in her eyes. Marco sat stiff like board, his eyes wide like a deer caught in the headlights.

"Is this boy someone you will trust explicitly with anything? Can you trust him with your inner most secrets? Can he trust you with his secrets? Will you have each other's backs all the time? Will you go into danger for him? Will he go into danger for you?" Rafael's voice was becoming more excited as he warmed up to the topic.

Star and Marco looked at each other. "That sounds like best friends," they chorused.

"Well, yes, but then there's that added part where you would want to have mad, passio-ouch!" Rafael cried out as Angie kicked his shin under the table.

"Whaaa?" the kids chorused again.

"What your father meant to say was- do you think you would want to spend the rest of your life with that person? Right now, you would want to hug and kiss that person, but would you want to grow old, gross, and ugly with that person? And yes, you might want to have babies with that person."

"B-babies?" Star said with some apprehension.

"Is something wrong?"

"I'm supposed to have a daughter to become the next bearer of the wand. And I just realized that the person I fall in love with will be king of Mewni and would be my general."

"And don't you think that Oskar would make a great king?"

Star found that all the Diaz family were looking at her and Marco squeezed her hand supportively.

"No, he'll make a terrible king and he's not general material at all," Star said, downcast. She finished her cookie and cocoa. "Thank you, but I think I need to go up to my room and sort things out."

Marco looked at star and then at his parents. Rafael and Angie gave him a smile and motioned for him to go after Star.

Marco caught up to Star at the landing and reached out to touch her shoulder. "Hey, are you all right?"

"Yeah, kinda. I'll need to think about this some more so..."

"Then I'll give you some space, but I'm here for you."

"Thanks, Marco."

Star was a bit surprised as Marco pulled her into a hug. "Hey, I'm allowed to hug you." Marco said defensively

"Yes you are, my general," Star whispered she hugged him back.

"What?"

Star pulled away from the hug, her hands resting on Marco's waist. "When I'm queen, I want you to be my general. Umm, you can refuse if you want to and I'm totally not forcing you."

"I'd love to, I mean to be your general. But isn't the king always the general?"

"Usually, but not always. Though the last time the king and general were separate people, we almost had a civil war."

"Oh good, it would have been awkward if-"

"Why Marco, don't you want to have mad, passionate..." Star said seductively as she trailed off and bit her lower lip. She slowly dragged her hands from Marco's waist up to his chest, her fingers running across his firm, developing muscles. Star had a strange look on her face as Marco took her hands and interlaced their fingers. Marco leaned forward and touched his forehead to Star's. Star covered her embarrassment with a laugh as she noticed Marco's mischievous grin. "You're such a tease!"

"You're one to talk, my princess," Marco said with a grin. He brushed his lips to star's knuckles.

Star blushed. "I'm happy about having you as my general."

"Me too."

Star pulled away from Marco and went to her room. She closed the door and leaned against it. She covered her blushing cheeks with her hands.

She then jumped into her bed and burrowed under the covers and tried to forget that she had briefly thought about having a little girl with blonde hair and deep, chocolaty eyes.

000

On the night of her first Mewtide, Star had fallen asleep after eating the dinner that Angie had brought up for her. She woke up at the tentative knock on her door. She groggily opened the door and saw Marco standing outside.

"Marco! You're not supposed to..."

Marco placed his finger to his lips in a shushing motion and entered Star's room. The girl blushed as the familiar thrill of sneaking around coursed through her body.

"Star, what are you doing?"

Star blinked. She had been standing expectantly with her eyes closed. "Ah, nothing, just spaced out due to being awake so late at night." She was glad that at least she hadn't puckered up her lips. "What's going on?"

"Ferg just messaged me something," Marco grinned as he turned on Star's radio.

"...and this is DJ Oskar saying hi to all you night owls and for your..."

"So he's working as a DJ now," Star said, drowning out the rest of Oskar's monologue.

"Yeah, and I thought you'd be thrilled," Marco replied a bit surprised at Star's lack of emotion. "Oh! But then that means he probably won't be coming to school anymore and now I really feel like a jerk-"

Marco froze as star touched his lips with a finger. She used her other hand to turn off the radio. "Thanks, Marco. But I realized these past few days that I really just have a crush on him and I'm already all over him."

"Oh, a that's cool," Marco replied. "I should let you go back to sleep then."

"Yeah, good night, Marco," Star said as she leaned forward and brushed her lips against Marco's cheek.

Marco turned red and touched his cheek. "Uh... that was new."

"Yeah, it is. See you in the morning. Good night, Marco," Star repeated as she gently pushed Marco out of her room.

End