The next day

Star jumped up and down as she waited outside the bathroom door for Marco to change into his swimsuit. She was already in hers: a greenish- blue tankini covered with, what else, stars and butterflies. "Come onnnnn, Marco!" Star nagged, knocking on the door with such force it threatened to collapse.

"I'm coming, I'm coming," Marco called back. He came out of the bathroom wearing a pair of red swimming trunks and a grey t-shirt. He had a green and white striped towel over his shoulder. "You have everything, Star?" Marco asked. Star motioned to her yellow star bag and began to pull out items.

"Food," she said, pulling out an entire cooler of sandwiches. "Towels, change of clothes, sunscreen, and wand!" Star finished setting everything down and Marco stared in surprise. Her "change of clothes" seemed to be her entire dresser, and Star appeared to have bought every brand of sunscreen that the store offered.

"Star, how on earth do you fit all of that in your bag?" Marco asked with his mouth agape. He stared at Star's small over-the-shoulder purse. Star beamed and patted it affectionately.

"Mom's servants made it. It's got his enchantment or something, so it can fit anything I need it to!" Star explained, stuffing everything back into her bag. "Well, Marco, ready to go to the beach?"

Marco smiled and Star took his hand. "You bet I am!"