Hihi guys! Sorry this took ever so long, and is ever so short, ib is a bitch -_-". Please forgive me ;A; And thank you all so very very much for all this continued support, faves, follows, and reviews on this shitty fic! ^o^ It means a lot~!
Marco walks into school beside the happily skipping Star who is calling out greetings left and right. It was kinda weird being best friends with the most popular and happy-go-lucky girl in school - the most popular girl, not including the girl who paid people to like her, that is.
As they near the lockers, Marco physically moving Star around and under potential dangers, and ducking under her exuberant hand gestures until they got there, he realizes that he has to talk to the principal about getting Tom in. Theoretically Star would most likely be the only person that could help, as he has no clue how Star's parents persuaded the principal into letting the princess stay at the school in the first place (If Marco had to guess, he would think it had something to do with the chest of gold the principal had in his hand when he was introducing Marco to Star. And he sincerely hopes that isn't the case, because there was no way he could get that kind of money). Not to mention that Star above everyone else has the right to be the first to know about the soul-bond between him and Tom - excluding the people actually involved in the bond of course. When Star stops by her locker, however, Marco believes he finally found a way to tell her easily and straightforwardly, with no complications or beating around the bush, all the while being very empathetic, comforting, and understanding.
"So Star, um. You're named after astrology right? You know what else is in the night sky, other than stars? Moons. Sometimes really weird ones like, full moons, new moons, blue moons, crescent moons, and i don't know, blood moons. It's kinda fun to look at as they change right? Dancing is also fun right? Dancing reminds me of this saying we have on Earth, "dancing with the devil", have you ever heard it before? That reminds me, what do you think of demons, they're not all bad right? I mean if someone you're close to was to get say, hypothetically of course, bond to one because of a dance under a weird moon, that wouldn't be a problem or the worst thing in the world right?"
"Hmm, yeah totally totally totally. No biggie." Star mutters as she looks out the window to stare at someone, most likely Oskar by the way her cheek-hearts turned a bright red and seemed to pulsate.
"Star are you even listening to me?" Marco asks, leaning back on his locker.
"That depends, are you at the part yet when you tell me you're soul-bonded to Tom, or nah?" Star says, absentmindedly gnawing on her wand as she continues to stare out the window.
Marco nearly slides down the locker, as he flails his arms in shock, sputtering out, "Wait- what- how- Star, I can expl- what."
Star tears her eyes from whomever she was watching to look at Marco, then takes the wand out of her mouth to throw it up into the air and catch it, while she rolls her eyes, "C'mooooon Marco, I'm not stupid!" She misses a catch and the wand lands on her head. "Ouch ouch oooouch." she rubs her head, "Ignore that."
"I never thought you were stupid, Star, I just didn't know you knew about the Blood Moon, or else you would've probably never went, is all." Marco explains as he brings Star's head closer to his to examine the bruise. He ensures that it's nothing serious, and lets her go after putting a constellation-themed band-aid on the small bruise- he's taken to carrying them around in his backpack after he befriended Star.
"Oh yeah, I had no clue!" Star says while smoothing back her bangs to try her best to see the band-aid on her forehead, "I think there may have been a lesson in that, but my foreign politics and customs teacher was soooo boring, and I got tired from all the sneaking out to fight monsters and partying I did, that I kinda just…" Star takes her hands out of her hair and mimics falling asleep with a snore. "But Glossaryck was a lot of help."
"Gah, I hate that dude. How come he just answers your questions with no demands to be fed chocolate pudding? It's not fair! Sexism I tell you!" Marco crosses his arms and pouts a bit.
"Oh Marco Marco Marco." Star stands in front of him and starts rubbing his cheeks, "Glossaryck was made to answer princesses, not just random people! No matter how good you looked in that princess dress Marco, without identifying as a girl and having a country to run, you ain't a princess."
Marco tries his best to stick out his tongue at Star between his squished lips, before removing his face from her hands. "So, you really don't mind the whole, me soul-bonded to your demon prince ex thing?"
"Nah Marco, it's all good." Star puckers her lips, bobs her head and mimes smoothing out the air. "I can't even be too mad that you didn't tell me, because I haven't told you that I may possibly be kinda sorta maybe dating Jackie Lynn Thomas?" Star focuses on her twiddling fingers as she says this.
"Wait what!?" Marco exclaims flinging his arms, "Jackie Lynn Thomas? THE Jackie Lynn Thomas? When did this become a thing? How did this become a thing? What even happened? Why was I not told?"
Star covers Marco's mouth with her hands, "Sh sh sh, you can't be mad, because I wasn't mad about Tom, so ha! Gotcha!" Star nervously giggles. "It's kinda ironic that you're dating my ex, and I'm dating your past crush, isn't it Marco?"
Marco, once again, gently removes Star's hands from his face, and lets out a short chuckle, "Yeah, I guess so. We really do need to just… have a sleepover in each other's room, or something? Apparently there's a lot to catch up on either side. Wait, me and Tom dating?"
Star fistbumps Marco and ignores his last splutter of a question, "Hell yeah, sleepover! Mess-up twins, together for life!" Star smiles brightly and starts to walk towards Jackie who had skated in, before stopping to turn around and say, "By the way Marco, if you wanna keep a conversation secret, you might wanna plug in earphones into your mirror! Or at least turn down the volume!" She then sticks her tongue out at Marco, as Marco sinks down the lockers onto the ground with an embarrassed groan.
"You can do that?" He mutters aloud under his breath, before remembering what he needed Star's help for in the first place.
"Oh wait, Star!" Marco calls out and waves the slightly annoyed princess back over.
"Marco, Marco, Marco, light of my life, my twin, the metaphorical ying to my yang, I love you, but I was about to get my mack on." Star pouts as she approaches Marco.
"I know, I know, and I'm sorry, but how did your parents convince the principal to let you into the school?" Marco pleads, "It's kinda really important info."
Star narrowed her eyes and her cheek marks turns from hearts, to question marks, to lit-up light bulbs as she realizes.
"Does this have anything to do with Tooooom?" She sing-songed the demon's name, and when Marco just blushes slightly and lookes away with a shrug, she sighs and says, "Okay I'll tell you, but I want the deets on everything that's going on. I need in Marco!"
She grabs Marco by the front of his hoodie, and shook him, "This screams mischief, and I AM mischief Marco, you can't keep me in the dark!"
Marco just laughs at Star's shaking, and removed himself from her grabby hands, "Alright, alright, I'll tell you everything."
At Star's expectant look, Marco continues, "Later. Seriously though, did they cast a spell, and forge some sort of deal?" Marco straightens out his crumpled hoodie.
Star just shrugs and said, "Nah, they just gave him a big ole' chest of gold. Easy-peasy!" She smiles brightly.
In reply, Marco snarks, "I'm sorry, I think I left my chest of literal gold and jewels in my other pants."
Star laughs at Marco's snark, "Marco Marco Maaaaarcoooo. You do realize you're soul-bonded to a literal prince right? Just tell Tom that all it takes is a chest of gold, and badda-bing badda-boom, he's in!" Star fires finger-guns at Marco, "As I said, easy-peasy!"
"That….actually makes perfect sense. Thanks a ton Star." Marco says appreciatively, smiling at her.
"No problem, not even a tiny problem." She easily waves him off. "Now if you don't mind Marco, I'mma go get my mack on with my girlfriend. But, we will have the sleepover tonight, and trust me when I say I won't forget!"
She crushes Marco with a hug and blinds him with a smile, before skipping over to her girlfriend.
Marco just shakes his head with a smile, and wonders how he got so lucky to have such a great friend.
Again, faves, reviews, and follows are basically my life-blood for this fic and help me to motivate myself to write faster~ And let me just make this clear, you don't even have to ask me to make fanart, just inform me of its existence/possibility, and link meh when you post it! Fan art would make me the literal happiest, it'd prolly be my phone wallpaper for awhile tbh.
