Jacob: Greetings Brochachos and Brochachas! I hope everyone is doing well. Sorry if I haven't uploaded for a while, I've been working on some very important DIY projects and just so you know, any murders in the Waikato area are in no way related to me, especially if there were killed through severe stabbing… Just so you know…

IT'S NOT SUSPICIOUS!

Exotos135: You want less Starco? Next one is going to be a Janco, so HA! Decent? Well at least you're honest. Thanks Bro!

Lupus Boulevard: Yeah, Not really a good way to end, but hey, when life gives you lemons, you write fanfiction… Yep. You will find someone! It's just a matter of time and belief. Take it from me, I know the pain, but then I found that somebody *wiggles eyebrows*.

Guest: Here you go! I hope it's what you wanted, sorry if it's not.

Anonymims: Awwww! Thank you so much! But I am still unsure of the ending. Stay Awesome Brochacha! Good luck with the Star Wars AU!

GodLegend: Hahahaha… I don't need a hug… I've got a girlfriend dude… I bet a lot of people wanted an ending like that, and I just tried to put their infinite imagination on paper, or a screen if you wanna get technical. Thanks Bro!

DM: Woah, Thanks for the Reviews, Sorry about the Pacifier one, I didn't actually listen to the whole song but I read the lyrics and put them in, it got positive responses, now I'm happy. I will buy you a new Heart, don't worry, it might just be a tomato though… Just so you know…

This was requested by Guest. Hope you guys and gals enjoy!

A bright yellow light streaked across the pale green sky, making it exceptionally noticeable to a couple of young teenagers standing only a few meters away from the area where it struck the ground, creating a large crater in the dirt. One of the teenagers was a blonde girl, her hair draping just past the back of her knees where she wore coloured leggings and a pair of purple boots that shared a close resemblance to a monster. The other teen was a brunette male, his hair was messy but in a neat way and his dark grey shirt was dishevelled with dust and small crumbs of rubble.

The blonde rushed over to the source of the impact, sliding down the dirt of the crater to catch a glimpse at what had caused it all. Her magic wand.

Its handle was cracked and chipped, while the top remained almost completely untouched, aside from the half star embedded in its centre. The once bright and whimsical glow the wand once gave was now a haunting light, slowly fading and eventually disappearing into the air, signifying the death of the most powerful item in the Multiverse…

Star fell to her knees and loosely slipped her palms beneath the item, and raising it from its dirt grave. Her eyes welled with cold tears and she let them fall astray on her face, it was the only thing that could distract her from her sadness. That and the sound of shoes scuffing against the dirt behind her, she paid no attention to it however, continuing to focus her gaze on her family's heirloom.

Star felt a hand against her shoulder, its grip soft and comforting, she turned her head to see Marco kneeling next to her, his eyes permeate with concern. But it was his warm smile that seemed to ease her from her worries, it giving off a look that delicately said "I'm here if you need me".

And that's when she broke…

She let her emotions free, letting her mind take a breather as she wrapped Marco in a tight embrace, reaching underneath his arms and gripping his shirt so she could cry into his shoulder and stain his clothing with her tears of anguish. Marco responded accordingly, soothing rubbing her back and whispering words of encouragement to her, his voice was so soft, like the feathers inside of a new pillow or the fur of a blanket.

"It's alright Star… I promise, well figure it out…"

His words didn't help her, in all honesty, they made her even more heartbroken. Her sniffles were drawn quietly in the crook of his neck, and Marco couldn't stop himself from trying even harder to comfort her.

"We can take the wand to your parents, they'll know how to fix it… and then we can go home, watch some TV and forget this whole thing ever happened." He jokingly whispered, trying his best and failing to lighten the mood. Star let one final tear fall, before she closed her eyes and weakly mumbled, "It's not the wand I'm worried about…"

Marco let his puzzled emotions show and Star chuckled lightly at the sight, pulling away from the embrace so she could make eye contact with Marco. "What do you mean Star?" he inquired, taken slightly aback by her comment. Star let a small smile curve onto her lips, her eyes still a little red from her emotion burst a few moments ago.

"I said, I don't care about the wand." Marco felt his jaw fall open slightly, was Star really implying that couldn't care less about the heirloom that was willingly destroyed by her? Sure, she was pressured into it with Marcos life at risk if she did not comply, but it was quite obvious Marco was holding his glass cage up very well and could've held for a lot longer if Star just denied Toffee's request and blew his lawyer head off. Actually no… that's kinda sadistic…

"So why were you crying?"

Star's smile faltered, her mouth taking a downward turn once more. She bit her bottom lip and turned away from Marco in an attempt to avoid Marcos gaze. Marco noticed her behaviour change and grew worried even further at the sight. He raised a hand and gently gripped her chin, turning her head so she was facing him again, but her eyes didn't meet his.

"Star? If you aren't worried about the wand… what are you worried about?"

Marco couldn't handle the shaking breaths emanating from her as she opened and closed her mouth, like she was trying to say something, but just… couldn't…

"I… I'm…"

"Star, its okay… Remember, you can tell me anything…"

Marcos eyes were wide with serenity as he gave her an assuring nod. Star let out a dejected sigh and let her chin slip from Marcos grip, so she could hang her head in shame. She looked towards the soil beneath her, closing her eyes so she could think. What would he say? Would he laugh? Would he accept it? Would he just leave her there to wallow in the crater of sadness? There were so many questions but they were all related to one thought…

How would he feel?

"I'm… afraid…"

"What are you afraid of Star?"

"Losing you…"

"Star… you know I'm always going to be here… right? Whenever you need me, I'll be there."

Star began to tear up once more, "That's the problem… You're going to get yourself killed because of me…"

Marco grabbed both of Stars shoulders, surprising her to say the least, she raised her head to look at him again and she saw a look of assurance strewn about his look. "No Star! I'm not going to let you think that! We are best friends and we will always have each other's backs. No matter what."

"But what if you get hurt! What if you lose an arm or a leg and it was my fault!? What would you do then?"

"I'd still stay with you!"

"Why!? Why risk all of this!?"

"Because!"

"BECAUSE WHY!?"

"BECAUSE I LOVE YOU!"

"WELL I LOVE YOU TOO! BUT THAT DOESN'T MEAN YOU NEED TO GO AND BEND OVER BACKWARDS FOR ME!"

"DON'T YOU GET IT?! I WANT YOU TO BE SAFE STAR! I DON'T CARE IF I DIE FOR DOING IT, BUT I AM GOING TO PROTECT YOU WHETHER YOU LIKE IT OR NOT!"

"JUST SHUT UP! YOUI CAN'T KEEP ME SAFE FOREVER! AND I DON'T WANT TO BE THE REASON YOU DIE MARCO! I CARE ABOUT YOU TOO MUCH!"

That's when they gave up, gazing angrily into each other's eyes, set on trying to make the other give in to their reasoning. After about four minutes of staring, Marco sighed and closed his eyes.

"Star… why are we fighting?"

His tone was genuine, curious, but most of all, it was calm, unlike moments before where he was screaming his head off in anger. Star recoiled for a moment, trying to wrap her head around Marcos question.

"Why are we…"

"I mean," he cut her off, continuing with his little rant, "We are two best friends who love each other so much that they're willing to put their lives on the line just so the other makes it out okay, and we're fighting because we don't know why! It's stupid and petty…"

Star sighed, shifting her eyes so they were looking off into the distance where the sun began to set and the sky faded into a dull purple-blue and her namesake began to form in the sky.

"I guess it's because we care too much… we want each other to be around for the future, but we can't guarantee that it'll happen, so we try or hardest to make sure it does…"

"But that means we would become over protective and go too far in how we would handle situations…" Marco looked back up, gazing off into the beauty of Mewni at dusk…

A small trotting was heard behind the duo and they stood up from the ground to get a better view at what was making the sound. A horse trotting in the distance could be seen as it descended towards Star and Marco with a single armoured knight as the horse's rider. The visor on the knight's helmet made it impossible to tell who was beneath all the shining metal, but that didn't seem to bother the duo as they watched him ride down the side of the trench.

He pulled his horse up next to the teens and hopped off, slightly leaning forward as to absorb the force of the leap. He walked in front of Star, making his height issue evident as he was only chest high on Star but it was his words that gave him away.

"Time to come home Star, it's been a long day for both of us."

His voice was tired, yet noble and Star could never forget who had that voice. "Dad?" she asked, twisting her head slightly.

"Yes darling, we had best go back to the castle now… otherwise your Mother will have my head… I'm not intruding, am I?" he asked, lifting his visor to reveal his turquoise eyes and light blonde beard.

Star and Marco looked at each other briefly before turning back and replying.

"Uh… no... We were just about to call you actually… Star seems to be having a couple issues with her wand and it may need to be repaired." Marco stated, Star nodding to confirm his statement. King Butterfly looked at the wand that was held loosely in Stars hand before pinching the bridge of his nose and groaning in frustration.

"Is it really so much to ask that you keep that thing in working condition? It wasn't a problem for Moon when she was your age." He complained, raising his other hand to point in the direction of the royal castle, "Just get home…"

Star and Marco nodded quickly before running off in the direction where King Butterfly was pointing, not daring to look back and face the wrath of a tired middle aged man. King Butterfly, looked into the crater and saw a small glint in the dirt. He raised an eyebrow and walked over to the small flash of light, being cautious just in case it were a trap.

He stood over the small shine and run his finger over it, revealing a half-star made of a yellow gem. King Butterfly picked up the piece and examined it for a moment, before hearing the Diaz parents calling out from the distance, if it weren't for them, he would've never known about this whole escapade.

"I best be getting back…" he whispered after pocketing the shard and rushing back to his horse.

I have a bad feeling about this chapter… That's probably just me though, so tell me what you all think in the reviews and make sure to fav and follow if you're enjoying these one-shots! Stay awesome Brochachos and Brochachas!