Days and nights(part 1)

A/N: So, this is gonna take place after the Mewberty episode but before Blood moon ball, this next part of the ark is gonna take place, before, during and after the episode Sleep Spells, sorry for the teeze XD Anyway, so, enjoy the fic.

Disclaimer:... Yeah, I don't own it, so, let's get on with it.

Yesterday, Michael and crew arriving at school. 3rd Person PoV

"So," Ryan said, "this is what it feels like to go to school… again."

"Yeah, you never get use to the feeling," Michael said brushing past him. Felix came and stood behind Ryan. They eyed each other, Michael. He's been acting like a recluse and moody all morning, which yeah, may be his thing, but… more than usual. "Come on!" He yelled. "Can't be late for the first class."

They followed him to the administration office, turned in their paperwork and waited for reception to sort out and give them their schedule.

It was at that point that Felix grabbed Michael by his shoulder and marched him down to a chair and forced him to sit. "Ok, spill. What's wrong with you?"

"Excuse me?" Michael deadpanned.

"We've, noticed something's up with you," Ryan clarified. "We're worried that it might affect the team dynamics."

Michael didn't react, infact he didn't say anything, until the receptionist popped back with their schedules. He gets up and walks up to grab the papers. "Thank you," he tells the lady with a smile, and walks out with them following. He gave them the papers with their names respectively and finally said, "You two need to remember that I am your leader, and as such, I would never willingly jeopardize our teams integrity. And the fact that you think so, quite frankly, insults me."

And with that he turned around and walked away. The other two followed, but only after giving each other another closely guarded look. Michael stopped and so did they, "I don't like talking about my problems." This gave them a start, but didn't say anything. "I've been doing this for too long, and-"

"Hey!" They were interrupted. They all looked over to see a big, big, big guy, with a buzzed head, and a wide grin. "Fresh meat!"

No one said anything, the crowd stopped moving, and the ones who were smart enough, ran for their lives.

Then Felix raised his hand and said, "Uh, I'm a senior."

"Freeeeeeesh meeeeeaaaaaaaaat," The big kid said in a sing song voice, his deep grunt of a raspy voice. "The names Lars, and I'm the big kid on campus!" He said pointing his thumb to himself.

"Yes, that would be apparent," Michael said in a bored tone.

"Heh heh, yes it is." He walked right up to him, who is the smallest of that group. "And don't you forget it small fry," he breath right into his face.

That's when Michael lost his cool. He waved his hand in front of his face to get rid of the smell, and stepped back, then he smiled. "Yeah, I bet you would like fries, don't you?"

"Uh, yeah, I do!" Lars said, continuing to smile.

"And also… burgers?"

"Yeah!"

"And maybe, milkshakes?" Before Lars could do more than nod and get a breath to say anything, Michael continued. "Pizza? Cake? Ice cream, stakes, brownies, pot roast, liver worst, mashed potatoes, corn on the cob, pie, pecan pie, berry, cherry, peach, apple and all the other fatty shit that makes America the greatest country on earth." By the end of it, the smile on Lars's face has been wiped off, Michael is seething, and Ryan and Felix have moved back a safe distance.

"W-w-what are you talking about?" Lars said, slowly going from shock, to anger.

"I'm saying," Michael walked forward, something emanating from him, each step, each word calculated to deliver the maximum effect. "I am saying that, this," he lightly poked a muscle on his arm, "isn't the fruits of countless hours of exercising," he he brushed his fingers along his back as he walked, almost feminine like, but a more malice intent to it than anything really. "It is the product of the need for… intimidation," he poked his other arm. " When in reality, all that power that you gain from is, is fat." He stopped right in front of the bigger boy and poked him right in the gut. Lars's eyes narrowed, and a vein pulsed in his head. "But if there's a thing I hate worse than being away from home, is the fact that the bigger people think that they're gonna stay big, and that they press themselves on the smaller people, and that they think that their worth my time." With that, he turned around and walked away. And that's when Lars snapped. He yelled and tried to grab him, and Michael backhanded him in the stomach, and it sent him into some lockers about 10 feet away, caving in a few. "And that's why small fry aren't worth my time."

He made it to Ryan and Felix, and they continued to walk in silence for a while. "Well," Michael said startling them all, "that was fun."

"There is seriously something fucking wrong with you dude," Ryan said.

"Oh, I know." They walked some more. "I know."

That night, Diaz residence

"So that's when Marco jumped off the table, did a triple backflip and planted his right foot on bearicorns face!" Star was in the middle of retelling the epic tale of the lunch room battle. "Wait, was it your right foot, or your left Marco?" She asked, she currently was up above everyone else, one foot on the table, smashed into her food, but the Diaz's didn't seem to care, and the other is firmly planted on the seat below her. She was striking a dramatic pose for the sake of the story.

Marco looked up from chewing, he swallowed and said, "Left, defiantly left. I nearly rolled it when bearicorn lost consciousness and fell to the floor."

"Ah, right, now where was I? Oh yes! Ahem, So that's when Marco Jumped-"

"Is it like this with you two everyday?" Hugo whispered in Marco's ear.

He looked at the boy next to him, slowly but surely, has been getting better, and sleeping more soundly. Today, he even offered to help and watch cook so that he can learn. He seemed a bit more tired today than usual, and a bit more happy as well.

"Uh, well, not everyday… ok, sometimes everyday. Hanging around Star can be unpredictable, not only just the monsters can attack. but she's sometimes sporadic with her wand. Who knows what could happen when she's around."

"And that's when I punched him in the snout, and then blasted him with a Plant Firenze, it's this spell, that sprouts these little talking plant dudes out of whatever it hits." Marco parents were captivated by the story, and hanging on by every word.

Marco was just eating his dinner, having being use to Stars erratic nature, and tendency to over sell things, he just wanted to eat. He didn't get to at lunch. But every so often, he would steal a glance back up at Star, the light from the ceiling bulb doing wonders to her posing figure, and fire tenacity in her eyes making them sparkle. He pretty much was a fool in love.

"You really do like her, don't you?" Hugo whispered into Marco's ear.

"W-what? I-I mean, I uh, I-I-I-" He tried to look away from Hugo's knowing gaze, Marco finally sighed, and said while blushing, "Yeah, uh, what gave it away?"

"Well, besides the frequent makeout sessions for one-"

"Shhhh!"

"And for another, you keep on looking at her like that."

"L-like what?" Marco questioned.

"Like a blind man seeing the sun for the first time." Hugo said, and took another bite of his food.

"Seriously?"

Hugo looks at Marco. "Seriously," he deadpanned. He then smiled and continued eating.

Marco then looked down at his food in thought. If he really did look at Star like that, then what is the feeling he should put with it? He looks back up at Star as she finishes up the tale of their epic day, his parents clapping as she closes, and thinks to himself, does she feel the same way? Then she smiles, and looks down at him, and get this little crinkle in her eyes, that he's noticed that only she gets when she looks at him, and he realizes, that without a doubt, no matter what the feeling is, she's feeling it too.

End chapter 12

A/N: I would like to apologize for the late update, for the past week I have been terribly sick. So sick, that it hurt to even breath. I got this bug on Saturday, and the fever struck when evening came. And for the next few days, it was pure agony. Well, I'm better now, it cleared up on Thursday, and I am fully recovered. I will have the next part of this up by the end of the week, maybe sooner. Hope you all had a happy Halloween, the next part of this ark will be dedicated to making a spookie, or at least a Halloween themed fic, till then this has been Bigmike33321, don't forget to review, see ya! :D *BOOP*