We see Marco asleep in his bed, chewing on his pillow in his sleep.
Suddenly Star rushes into the room, already in her day clothes, yelling.
"GIT YO BUTT UP!"
She wacks him with the pillow, then yanks him up by the arm.
Marco screams "GAH! WHAT?!"
Star then pulls him by the arm.
"COME ON MARCO! I've got the party all set!
and we can't have it without you!"
Marco raises an eyebrow "Party? what party?"
Star laughs "HAHAHAHAHA,
Do not play dumb Marco,
I know you were planning your own party, but I have magic,
so it will be MUCH better, trust me.
NOW COME ON! WE GOTTA WAKE UP YOUR DAD!
Wouldn't be a party without her huuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuusband!"
She then squirts Marco's Dad with a sprayer.
"WAKE UP MR. DIAZ! IT'S TIME TO GET UP!"
He screams getting up.
"GAH! WHAT?
WHAT ARE YOU TALKING ABOUT? I DON'T WORK TODAY!"
Star groans "YOU GUYS DON'T NEED TO PLAY DUMB,
IT'S MRS. DIAZ BIRTHDAY TODAY, DON'T YOU REMEMBER?"
Mr. Diaz and Marco scream "BIRTHDAY?! UUUHHH... STAR THERE'S SOMETHING YOU SHOULD KNOW!"
Star squeals "DON WORRY,
I KNOW MRS. DIAZ DOESN'T GET UP UNTIL LATER,
BUT I SET HER ALARM CLOCK EARLIER TODAY, IT SHOULD GO OFF IN JUST A FEEEEEEEEEEEEWWWWWWW MINUTES."
We then hear an alarm go off, exclaiming. "SPACE UNICOOORNS! SOARING THROUGH THE SKY!"
Star laughs nervously "Heheheh... make that seconds."
Mrs. Diaz hits the clock.
"Uuuuuuuugh, 8 o clock already?"
Mr. Diaz facepalms "No...it's 6."
Star replies "Don worry, you guys can sleep later, PARTY NOW!"
Mrs. Diaz walks into the room, right before she does, Mr. Diaz replies.
"Star, there's something you really need to know..."
She finally enters, Star exclaiming.
"SUUUUUUUURPRISE!" With the other's having a glum face.
The place is positively sparkly, statues of Mrs. Diaz on each side of an enormous cake.
Mrs. Diaz' eye starts to twitch "W-what is this?"
Star walks over and hugs her.
"HAPPY BIRTHDAY MRS. DIAZ!
I got you some presents."
Mrs. Diaz stutters "S-star... you really shouldn't have..."
Star then grabs out figures of 'The Twins' from Cat in the hat.
"I know how much you loooove Cat in the hat, so I got you these two,
Thing Number 1, and THING NUMBER 2!
I always kinda imagined Thing Number 1 as being really silly,
then Thing Number 2 being like smart, I don't know what they're like,
I never watched the show! HAH! isn't that funny?"
Mrs. Diaz' face turns to tears.
Star replies "W-W-W-WHOA!
IT'S! OK! BAD GIFT...
OK...
I have plushes of...
THE GOOFY GOPHERS!
...N-no? b-b-bad?"
Mrs. Diaz pushes her away "N-no.. the gifts are g-great..t-thank you..
i-i'm happy...
C-can I g-g-g-g-get some fresh air?"
Star nods.
"O-ok..."
Marco replies "Mom?"
She yells "NOT NOW MARCO."
she then storms out the door.
Mr. Diaz sighs "Nice going Star...
I know you mean well... but please...
ask these things first, from now on, ok?"
Star nods.
Mr. Diaz then follow's his wife outside.
Marco pats her back.
"Hey...don't feel so bad...
it's not your fault, you didn't know."
Star cries "What didn't I know?"
Marco sighs "Ok listen...
My Mom hates her birthday, I don't know why, I think my Dad knows why, but he won't talk about it."
Star rubs her tears out of her eyes..
"S-so it's not my fault?
O-oh..
I thought a-all my presents were just terrible..."
Marco hugs her "Of course not, those gifts were thoughtful, she really does love both of those show's.
you did a good job."
Star smiles "Thanks Marco..
it's not fair,
no one deserves to be sad on every single birthday..
h-has she ever had a party?"
Marco shakes his head no.
"Nope, every year she begs us not to throw her one,
just to act like it's a normal day."
Star then gets up.
"THAT'S IT.
Mrs. Diaz has been a great host to me,
better than my own mother most of the time.
I envy you Marco..."
Marco looks down.
T-thanks."
Star replies "AND SO I'M GOING TO GET TO THE BOTTOM OF THIS,
FIND OUT WHY SHE HATES HER BIRTHDAY, AND THEN,
I'LL GIVE HER THE BIRTHDAY SHE DESERVES!"
Marco replies "B-but...how?
I don't know anything about my Mom's past,
I know LITERALLY nothing, my parents NEVER talk about themselves.
All I know about my family is my Grandmother, and that's on my Dad's side.
and she's an odd bird herself..."
Star tilts her head.
"How do you mean?"
Marco replies again "Well, it's just like...
sometimes I wonder if we're really related,
it's silly I know but...
the only resemble she bears to my Dad is her skin tone, that's LITERALLY it."
Star ponders.
"Hmm...
a fake Grandma huh?"
Marco rubs the back of his head.
"W-well I didn't say that... I just said-"
Star puts her head over his mouth.
"SAY NO MORE MARCO DIAZ.
FOR YOU HAVE SAID..
ENOUGH.
I KNOW WHERE MY ADVENTURE MUST TAKE ME.
TO THE ATTIC!"
Marco tilts his head.
"Huh?"
Star then drags him up to the attic.
END OF CHAPTER