Jacob: Well... This was gonna come eventually... Don't hate me bros but I've got an alternate ending for you... I've hit the bottom for writers block and I've resorted to cliché beyond reason... Hey... That'd make a great fic! It's mine! YOU CAN'T USE THAT IDEA!

Thank you all you lovely reviewers!

Canada: Sorry, auto correct can be a bitch at times...

Power Master Story Writer: Yeah... Not my best work huh? Sorry...

Lupus Boulevard: I got what you need bro! Starco trash and slightly above average writing. That's what you need right? *points a finger gun at you* Kck Kck.

Nightmareking: Thanks bro!

Abomb: Yeah, that was a fun chapter to write. Thanks Bro!

Pacster: You mean a continuation? I could try something... Glad you liked the chapter!

Exotos135: Thanks Bro!

GodLegend: Thanks buddy! You will get more chapters! I swear on my life... Not really, but you get the idea... I SAID NO RULE 34!

TheAmazingTurtle: I do feel better, Thanks Brochacho!

MaFx98: It happens, anyway glad you enjoyed! Marco did get hurt... Really bad... Marco may act like a tough guy, but inside he is as soft as the cinnamon roll he truly is, so yeah! Read you!

Now... I know Anonymims didn't review, but I'd like to make a shout out to her for dedicating her absolutely amazing fic, "Thank Your Lucky Stars" to me. I shed several tears and I cannot thank her enough, STAY AWESOME BROCHACHA!

Also, HAPPY VALENTINES DAY! I know it's a little late, but I don't care! Now onto this cheesy little V-day special!

The moon shined in the distance, it's slight red glow making it quite the sight to see, but a certain Latino boy wasn't in the mood to gaze upon such beauty. Marco was sitting in Stars room, a custom made suit and sombrero were his attire at the time since it was a special night and he wanted to dress for it properly to celebrate. The radio to his left was crackling as it played classical Mexican music so he wasn't bored to death from the quiet of Star's room. He grabbed a handful of nachos from the bowl next to him shoved them into his mouth in slight frustration, he spoke around the food in a mumble.

"I could make my own Blood Moon Ball... Right here in Stars room..." he pointed into the air and continuously raised and lowered his arms in opposite timing, "Where its always fun..." he groaned, looking over at the clock on the wall, "11:34... Still a while before Star gets back..." he thought. Earlier that day, Star had been approached by her ex-boyfriend: Tom, and he seemed to have her mind set on taking her to the most magical event of the millennium... The Blood Moon Ball. According to Tom, the event only rolled in every six hundred and sixty seven years, since it'd be ironic if it was one year less.

After a sneak attack from Marco and a quick look at a pin on Tom's chest, Star was convinced he had changed from his demonic ways and agreed to go with him. Marco tried to convince her not go, but she seemed set on going to the event and Marco couldn't even go with her... "Pfft... Probably stupid anyway..." he thought, shifting his gaze towards wall once more. The evening seemed to drag out for far too long as he reached for another handful of chips.

"Blood Moon tonight..." a voice spoke, fluent and soft, a sailor accent ringing through Marco's ears. He looked to his right and saw the saw the picture of the old timer on the wall, the man was wearing a sailor uniform and even had the typical pipe in his mouth. Marco stared at it for a moment, questioning if the painting actually spoke. After a few seconds, he just shook his head and blamed his imagination.

"The moon of lovers..."

Marco stood up from the deck chair he had been sitting on and looked over at the painting again, certain that is imagination wasn't playing tricks on him this time. The words of the sailor had sunk into Marco's mind, he swiftly turned his head and looked over at the bell and hammer that Star had left behind, it being the only known way to summon a carriage to the underworld. The red gem embedded in the handle of the bell gleamed in the light of the moon and Marco's look of question thought changed to one of determination.

POV change quote: "I'm a part of you now! You can treat the symptoms but you'll never cure the viruuuuuusss..."

Star looked into the bowl of red liquid in front of her, waiting in anticipation for the fish skeleton that briefly surfaced every once in a while. "Here he comes... Hi Henry!" she waved as the skeleton popped up. Star looked at the small man next to her, "His name is Henry." She stated, giving a small smile towards the man, he just nodded and walked off to somewhere else. Two other gentlemen walked over to Star and after a quick conversation with one of them, he ran off crying while the other held his hand out and offered to dance. A body flew down from above, dressed in an elegant white suit with a small flower tucked just beneath the collar and a bright red bowtie. He was a relatively tall guy, thanks to his horns and bright red hair reaching for the sky. He had a third eye in the centre of his forehead and had black streaking over his eyelids, standing out clearly against his light grey skin.

"Sorry," Tom apologized, landing just in front of Star and looking at the gent with a fake grin. "Her dance cards full." The man scoffed and looked at Tom in annoyance, "Oh, I see. You think that, like, your soul and, like, her soul are gonna..." he then did this cute little face and intertwined his fingers with a light hum. Star looked at the guy in confusion and consulted Tom what the "intertwining of the fingers" thing meant, but before he could answer, the head of the ball tapped against the microphone attached to his podium, it was kinda hard to take him seriously with the ridiculous powder wig he was wearing, but Star wasn't really paying attention in the first place.

She looked at the roof and saw the strange stone hand carved in the centre, a blood-red gem placed in the palm. Star heard Tom say something about music and walked into the crowds of the ball, fascinated by the sudden change in feel of the area, the music playing gave her a warm feeling which continued to grow until she felt a hand grip her arm. Suddenly Star was whirled around and came face to face with a masked stranger, a beautifully crafted suit was draped across his body as a sombrero and skeletal mask covered his head and face, only revealing his chocolate brown eyes to Star. A bright red spotlight shone over the two as a new piece of music played, this time far more whimsical and just the slightest bit... Romantic...

Deciding not to make a scene, Star moved her hands into the masked strangers, softly gripping them and gazing into his eyes, getting lost in them. Something seemed very familiar about the person in front of her, but she didn't know what...

The two stepped in unison, waltzing across the dance floor like there was no tomorrow. Star could feel her cheeks warm as she was thrown into a spin with the stranger, majestically whirling underneath the spotlight. She could feel a smile creep into her lips as she continued with the dance.

POV change quote: "I don't need a hero... I need a friend..."

Marco felt his cheeks pool with blood as he continued to dance with Star beneath the moonlight, gracefully stepping and twirling Star, either to the tune of the song playing or just when it felt right. He had come to take her back home, to get her away from all the demons and monsters, but now he could feel the peering eyes of said creatures on him. He didn't know what was happening, but to be honest he couldn't really care less as he glided across the floor with the girl of his dreams in his hands. He could feel the climax of the song building and he thought to himself, "Go big or go home." As he dipped Star slowly, in unison with the final notes of the violin as the song ended. He gazed into Stars light blue orbs and smiled warmly.

"Staaar..." he whispered, his tone soft and warm. Star just chuckled lightly with half lidded eyes and dopily whispered, "How do you know my name?". Marco smiled again and slowly leaned forward, brushing Stars bangs away from her eyes. Star began to lean in as well, closing her eyes and slightly opening her mouth as she and Marco locked lips.

The world around them faded away as they continued to kiss, a feeling of pure bliss enveloping their bodies. Star slid her hands behind Marcos neck and brought him closer while Marco held her by the waist so she didn't fall from the angle the when leaning at. A loud boom enveloped the room and Star and Marco pulled away from each other, much to their disappointment. A pair of hands struck Marco in the chest as he was pushed to the ground by none other than the demon he'd come to keep Star away from the most. Tom's eyes brimmed with anger as he walked forwards, the spotlight above fading out of existence. Marco shuffled backwards on his hands in fear, trying his hardest to keep away from the demon that was mere centimetres away, but failing as his back struck a wall, leaving him with no way to escape from Tom's fury.

"That dance..." he whispered, his pupils fading away and his eyes glowing a menacing red colour. Marco felt beads of cold sweat slide down his forehead as he pressed himself harder against the wall, trying his hardest to melt into it.

"Was meant..." Marco suddenly lost all hope as he looked forward, into the eyes of death and accepted his fate. At least he got to go out with a bang...

"FOR ME-" an eight-bit video game noise was heard, and Marco looked in amazement at the frozen monstrosity in front of him, or (for the purpose of puns) a "Tom-sicle". Star walked around the large block of ice and tapped her wand smugly against her hand, a smirk plastered on her lips. Marco stood up slowly, still trying to recover from the near heart attack he felt and walked over to Stars side where he placed a hand over her shoulder and smiled in gratitude.

"Thanks Star..."

"No problem... Wild man..."

Was that a good place to end? I think I'm losing my touch... Anyway, I hope you Brochachos and Brochachas enjoyed this Valentines Day special and that you and your special someone have a wonderful time! Or for the singles, you'll find that special someone someday, I'm sure it just a matter of time.

Stay Awesome Folks!