Hello yall. After careful consideration, and because of Tom finally appearing, I'm making another chapter! I really love him, and I gotta say, I wasn't too off seeing as I made this three months ago, only seeing him come up briefly in an episode, the theme song and on wikipedia. Now I finally have a good idea who he is in canon.

I have watched the episode, like just recently, and oh god. I am in love with him. He is just too glamorous and I can't take it. Tom is demonic (heh pun intended) and it really looks like he tries. I was disappointed when Tom was set aside and he definitely did not deserve it. I dig his angriness and all the other chicks did too.

Also, I like what I wrote, so I don't think I'll edit the chapters I've already made.

There is a ridiculous amount of Starco, not that I'm hating, some are good, but honestly there's only so much one can take without taking refuge with Tom. Like peoples, give the spot light to Star/Tom (for those who have watched it you get the reference) or just to Tom either way is fine with me. Ranting is over, enjoy whatever this is.

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The sound of the doorbell rung in Marco's ears. He currently sprawled out on the couch in his old tattered pjs, nachos keeping him company. The boy shoved his hand into the bowl, taking a fistful and munching loudly on them. The doorbell rung a few more times. Marco initially ignored them, but he could hardly hear the TV with all that ringing.

He gave an exaggerated groan, knowing he'd actually have to get up. Star was upstairs, doing who knows what, but he had some idea; he could smell her perfume from the living room.

He rolled over, sluggishly walking forward. With slow movements, he finally reached the door and unenthusiastically yanked it open.

He was met with someone taller than him, causing his head to tilt up to get a glimpse. Marco immediately regretted it when he saw who it was. The smell of flames wafted through the air, immediately hitting his nostrils.

Before the 'visitor' could speak, he slammed the door shut. Marco could hear the faint growl before the doorbell insistently rung in his ears.

The annoying sound almost made it worth seeing Tom's indignant face.

Then it suddenly stopped ringing. Many would be relieved, but Marco knew better. Silence only meant danger when it concerned the visitor at the door. He lifted his nose to smell the air. The teen rushed back and opened the door, almost breaking the door handle in the process. The teenager stuck his head outside, noticing the smoking doorbell right away. It had been burned, and Marco knew exactly who had done it.

"You going to let me in?" the voice spoke. His eyes averted towards towards three crimson ones.

Did he seriously just burn his doorbell? His dad had just fixed it to chime differently! Those other dimension people had no respect for the belongs of others.

"No." Marco replied. The flames began rising even more, the rich color causing Marco to cringe.

"Fine, I was planning on burning the door anyways." the male in front of him stated.

"Star! Your boyfriend's here!" the human yelled, not taking his eyes off Tom. He hoped the tone of his voice would encourage Star to hurry her butt up and get down there. The less time he had to watch this demon, the more time he could sulk and eat his nachos.

The demon looked down at him, raising an eyebrow in response.

"I actually had the courtesy to knock, the least you can do is let me in." Tom said. His arms folded and posture straightened while his eyes narrowed in a mocking manner.

"Hey, my house, my rules." Marco rebuffed. Tom scoffed, flames following his emotions.

"I could have burned this thing if I wanted to. I was planning on crashing in for dramatic purposes, but Star already warned me about that." he said. The demon had to remind himself why he wasn't already killing this human, but seeing as it was for Star, he subsided. He seemed to pacified his irk but Tom was wasn't showing it.

"Unless you want your hand chopped off, I don't think that's a good idea." the smaller male furrowed his eyebrows.

The fire at Tom's boots lit up further, but he stood silent, ignoring the threat.

"I'm surprised you haven't slammed the door yet," the demon hummed.

"Like I trust you to do that! You'd actually burn the door down!"

"Don't tempt me, Marco," Tom chuckled harshly, "Go ahead, slam the door, I dare you." The fire behind him had rose even more, causing Marco to flinch back. He stepped on it before it reached the carpet in his house.

Tom's fire suddenly died down at the preppy tone of a familiar voice. It was at a distance, but both males clearly heard it.

"Marco! You're not fighting with Tom again, are you?" Star asked loudly.

Marco thew a glare at the smirking demon. Ever since Tom had suddenly reappeared into Star's life, she had built a wall between the two best friends. She had wedged a barrier along the once close souls. They still hung out, but less frequently, and trust was a bit shaky.

The arguments between him and Tom were made to look like it was his fault. If there was something he just couldn't take, it was the disappointed looks from Star. That demon was filling her head with ideas, Marco just knew it. It really pained him to know that his closest friend, his once trusted girl was being deceived by him, of all people.

But would Star ever listen to him? Nope. Oh boy, and had he tried! Marco had only stopped accusing Tom of such things when Star had stormed off about it on an occasion. Even suggesting something wrong about Tom easily set her off. As if Tom was angel... Oh the irony in that.

There was no convincing the girl. Her thoughts were set dead on, and Marco simply quit insisting. Their friendship would become even more rocky, and there was nothing he could do about it. He didn't want them to grow even more apart. They were just getting better. So he begrudgingly accepted them. Star was attached to Tom and none of his words or karate moves would change that.

He grumbled and warily eyes the demon, who still hadn't entered his home.

Tom chuckled, and let his eyes skim Marco to show his contempt. Red eyes burned brighter as the taller male snorted.

"Nice clothes," the older teenager mocked.

Marco momentarily looked at his own old clothing before turning back to judge the demon's own getup. For someone who was living in the underworld, he sure did have good quality clothing. The leather jacket Star was so found of proved it. It was even fire-proof!

He had never revealed about what he had tried to do to that jacket. It was out of anger that he very much accidentally almost burned it. Much to his dismay, he found out that the jacket actually enhanced its quality with fire! Not that Marco would ever admit it out loud. He would deny it with fire—er... whatever.

That day he was lucky, because Star had been looking specifically for that accessory.

Momentarily forgetting that, Marco settled on giving Tom the silent treatment. He could get Tom's nerves rising vise versa. The Hispanic was only waiting for the blessed moment that the demon would just leave!

Only today, luck wasn't on his side. The older teen was still there, still waiting for his best friend to come down.

As if that wasn't enough, Marco was beginning to feel awkward in the presence of his least favorite person. (He was sure the feeling was mutual.) Tom continually tapped his foot on the cement, causing fire to spray up each time.

Tom on the other hand, didn't seemed to be bothered by the unpleasant moment, he actually seemed to be relishing the moment for Marco. He must have picked up on how much the Hispanic despised him.

But oh no, that wasn't the end of their encounter.

The moment worsened when girls took notice of Tom. As if he didn't feel awkward enough. They all stared at him from behind, whispering to one another. They all blushed and giggled when Tom caught their gazing. Did they seriously not see his horns? Salmon skin? He wasn't the only one seeing those creepy red eyes?

Desperate to get out of the uncomfortable moment, Marco finally spoke up. Time wasn't going to pass any faster anyways.

"Where is it you plan to take her?" he questioned. It was more of an accusing interrogation than it was curiously asking.

Tom hummed and looked away, smirk never leaving his face. "Don't worry about it." his fire danced around him.

"I'm suspicious, not worried. Big difference." he stated.

"Well, if you're itching to know, I'm taking her to my home in the underworld."

Marco blushed scowled. "To your house?!"

Tom appeared puzzled at first, eyes going wide a they blinked a few times. Then his lips broke out in a sly smirk. "That's not what I mean, but you can see it in whatever way you want." he shrugged.

The young evil-stopping teen didn't like what Tom was insinuating.

"I'd invite you... but you know, three's a crowd."

"You're free to go, you're at the door already," Marco replied.

Tom didn't look too happy at his comeback.

"Earth has terrible humor." he stated.

"Earth has a lot of good things, not that you'd be able to appreciate them." Marco would defend his home planet with everything.

"There's so much... water here. It makes me wonder why it wasn't already burned down."

The teen was about to remark (with an incredibly clever comeback) but Tom had cut him off.

"Not that it's worth my time. I'm more interested in who's on this planet." the red eyed male said, "Speaking of which, is she going to take any longer?"

"Star should be down any minute."

"Hm, you seem to sure."

"I would know, remember, our souls are pretty much bound together." the Hispanic teen casually stated.

On cue, his flames began rising up, eyes threatening to glow a dark color.

"O-ho, you're going to regret that!"

"Tom?" Star asked in the distance. The demon hadn't heard her, glaring down at the human while Marco did the same. Both rivals were just waiting for the chance to jump at each other.

Uh oh.

She'd probably have to intervene before anything broke out

"Marco?" she asked. It was if she was talking to a wall.

Star took notice of the way Tom's fire was creeping into the house. She did not want another incident! Not after last time. He had almost gotten it right this time! He had actually knocked like a normal person would! If she wanted fire in the house, she would have let him crash in through the ceiling.

The smoke detectors would go off any minute now.

Then there would be beeping, water everywhere, more arguing...! Oh gosh she had to break this up. But what was she supposed to do? Tom got angry less frequently, but his ire was still there. Habits didn't die easily.

To recap, both of guys were mad, and there was fire at the door. Alright... so not too bad. She could handle it! She was Star Butterfly! She had an awesome wand and a cool leather jacket.

Now what would a poised princess do in this situation?

The blonde shrugged and took a chance. She jumped at Tom. Her arms wrapped around his neck and she embraced him. Wow, he was hot! Not that that way, but that didn't mean he wasn't hot that way—

Tom gave her a puzzled expression, but before he could say anything, she cut him off by smacking her lips with his. As soon as he saw what she was doing, the demon didn't hesitate to grab her waist. He press her flush to himself, well aware that Marco was still watching. Tom mischievously deepened the kiss even more. Star blushed brightly, letting him continue.

At least he wasn't angry...

Marco cringed at the slight of them kissing, and was even more offended at that fact that Tom was doing it for that purpose. He swore he could see that demon smirk!

Things got even more unbearable at hearing the noise of their lips smacking against each other. Wait, was that his tongue? Why was it violet?! Alright he had enough of it.

"Eww..." he spoke loudly, "Are you guys done yet?!"

It took a few more moments of his groaning and open distaste before they had finally interrupted their interaction.

By now, Tom had calmed down, fire doing likewise. Tom seemed to forget about their previous spat. The demon let an arm drape around her neck, letting Marco know what was his. Tom's sharp teeth cockily flashed his way, wearing his signature smirk.

"Bai Marco! Be back late-er!"

Star smiled and happily waved multiple times in goodbye. She was being her usual happy self with no bad intentions, as always. That make Marco smile.

Tom waved at him too, but he knew the demon was only doing it to further mock him.

I'm actually thinking about writing how their date will go, if you all would like that. (:

I would also like to thank all of you completely for supporting me in this ship. Honestly, you all encouraged me to write more and I smile at every review. Thank you, lovely people!

While I do love reviews, please don't bomb me with more than 10 reviews to get more chapters. I accept reviews or PMs as encouragement, or for you all to tell me what you thought. (A slight push won't bother anyone, but careful not to overdo.)

I don't bite so PM me for any questions!

So that is it, and thank you so very much people. Until next time if you all wish!