DRIVE!

Tumblr Prompt au: "you were being chased by the cops, got in my car, and yelled 'Drive!'" I thought an AU would be fun for this chapter (so Marco and Star don't know each other, Star isn't a princess, and they're both in their mid-twenties).

Legogamma: No, this story is T rated only. I do have one M rated Starco story, called One Thing I Didn't Get to Do if you really want some smut and lemon.

Finnjr63: Got about ten hours? I despise Stanford for so many reasons, the least of which because the first thing he did upon his return was to punch his brother in the face.

TheSakuraHunter: He's not pushing them away, he's just putting them in a shit ton of danger by making them keep secrets from each other.

H. Mae: Well thanks, but I'll probably leave it as a one shot lol. More reasons to hate Ford: Stanley spent about thirty years paying off his brother's house and making it into a well-run business, and Ford is demanding that it's HIS house and Stanley has to leave.

Star-of-Gravity: No, your first one went through. I'm really glad you liked it! As for Ford, I don't think he's protecting the kids. I think he's more trying to protect himself, and maybe Dipper. Wanna talk protection, Grunkle Stan has done way more than Stanford but everyone hails FORD as a hero. No. Nope. No no no. I hate that man. He was tricked by Bill, yes, but so was Dipper, and at least Dipper was smart enough to make sure Mabel knew what happened so that they could prevent it in the future. Ford hid his past from Dipper and scared the shit out of the poor kid. Frankly I want Ford gone from Gravity Falls. And if Stanley dies, I'm done with the show. I want nothing to do with Stanford. Anyway…rant done.

Anyway, have an AU! I don't own Star vs. the Forces of Evil.

GENERAL POV

Marco was sitting quietly in his car, trying to figure out where he had misbalanced his checkbook, when all of a sudden the interior lights lit up and a blonde haired girl slid into the passenger seat with no warning.

"Drive!" she demanded instantly, looking fearfully out the back window.

Thinking that some thug must be chasing the poor girl, Marco dropped his checkbook, twisted the key in the ignition, and pulled quickly out of the mall parking lot.

It was late out, probably around ten thirty, and Marco had just finished closing up the store that he managed inside of the mall. He knew there was a movie theater nearby, and assumed that was where the girl had come from.

"Are you okay?" he asked, glancing sideways at her.

"Shut up and keep driving."

Okay, that was not the voice of some helpless damsel. Marco slowed to a halt at a stoplight and reached up, flicking on the car light and taking a closer look at the girl.

She wore all black, though her hair would shine like a beacon under any kind of darkness. In her hands was a dark cloth bag and Marco's blood ran cold. Who exactly had he let into his car?

She turned to face him, sparkling blue eyes narrowed, and Marco swallowed at the murderous gaze. "What the heck? Keep driving, moron. I didn't say to stop."

"T-t-the light. Was red," he stammered.

As he spoke, red and blue lights flickered to life around the corner behind him. The woman cursed and reached up to hit the lights, plunging the car into darkness again. "DRIVE."

Marco didn't know if she had a weapon on her, so he did as she asked, hanging a right and driving down the road as fast as he dared, his fingers clenched to the steering wheel in terror. He couldn't believe this was happening. He was being carjacked by some criminal!

The police lights showed up in the rearview again, and the sirens reached his ears quickly as they began tailing him, waiting for Marco to pull over.

"Dammit," the girl hissed. Marco snuck a glance at her as they passed under a street light and was startled to see tears glistening in her eyes. She caught him looking and shook her head. "Pull over. I don't want you getting in trouble."

Befuddled, Marco pulled over slowly, putting on his hazard lights and settling the car into park as the police slid to a halt behind him. Glancing at the girl again and seeing how pale she was, the young man made a split second decision, grabbed the bag from her hands, and stuffed it under the driver's seat just before the police came up and rapped on his window.

"Good evening officer," Marco managed to say calmly, an accomplishment in and of itself. "How can I help you?"

"License and registration please."

There was a no nonsense tone in his voice, so Marco leaned over the young woman, who was still staring at him in shock, and grabbed his car's registration from the glove compartment. He pulled his license from his wallet and handed it over to the officer, watching as he inspected it. "Is there a problem, sir?"

"We're looking for a young woman," the man said slowly, narrowing his eyes at the girl in Marco's car. "Blonde, actually. Fit's your description. Her boyfriend called, said she stole some of his possessions and vandalized his car."

Marco frowned hesitantly before glancing back at the girl. Her face was confused but her eyes….her eyes were scared. With only a moment's pause, Marco reached over the center console and grabbed her hand, squeezing tightly. "Well I hope you find her. Allison and I were about to head home. Movie date night," he informed the officer with a grin and a wink.

He felt the girl jump with surprise and forced himself to keep smiling. After a moment, the officer nodded and handed back Marco's license and registration. "Of course. Sorry to interrupt, sir. Ma'am," he said, tilting his hat and retreating to his car.

Marco breathed a sigh of relief and, as soon as the cop car drove off, he spun on the girl. "You stole from your boyfriend and vandalized his car?!" he yelped, wrenching his hand away from hers.

He reached under the seat and ripped the bag from under it, pulling open the top and reaching inside. "Why would you…do…that…?"

He trailed off as he pulled out jewelry and clothes and books from inside the bag. Aside from the jewelry, nothing was really all that expensive. He glanced at the girl again, his anger fading. Marco stuffed everything back into the bag and handed it over slowly. "Talk," he demanded.

The girl winced and shut the bag. "I…first of all, my name is Star. And thanks. For uh…not turning me in, I mean."

Marco nodded briskly and gestured for her to go on. She swallowed, glancing down at her hands. "I um….I used to live with my boyfriend. And it turned out that he was cheating on me. I just found out recently, so I've been living with one of my other friends and then tonight…I caught them at the movie theater and just…lost it, I guess. So I broke into his house to steal back my stuff and got kinda carried away and started scratching up his dumb Mercedes with my keys but…he and his little fuck buddy got home early and he caught me. So I ran."

Marco shook his head in disbelief. "How did you wind up back at the theater?" he asked her curiously.

She shrugged. "He lived just around the corner, so he probably walked there and she drove and met him there. Why uh…why did you cover for me?" she asked softly, looking up at him under a veil of blonde hair.

Marco shrugged, leaning back in his seat and fiddling with his driver's license. "You looked scared," he admitted finally. "And you told me to pull over so that I wouldn't get in trouble. That's not really something a criminal does."

He glanced back up with a smile and held out a hand. "I'm Marco, by the way."

Star smiled and shook his hand hesitantly. "Well thank you, Marco. Where'd you get the name Allison, anyway?"

Marco scoffed and started the car up again. "Ex-girlfriend. Really terrible girlfriend, actually. She was the last person I dated though, so it was the first name that came to mind. Can I take you back to your friend's house?"

Star hesitated, glancing back towards the theater. "I uh…I don't know. If he shows up there….I don't want her to get hurt or get in trouble for hiding a thief."

She slumped in her seat, staring out the windshield as Marco started navigating through the dark backroads. "Maybe just drop me off at a motel," she finally decided.

Marco glanced sideways at her, biting his lip. "Nah. I'm not going to leave you in some dingy motel after you've had such a shitty night. If you are okay with it, you can take my guest room for the night."

She looked over at him suspiciously. "And what do you get out of it?" she asked, a hardness to her voice.

Marco quickly held up a hand, keeping his eyes set on the road. "No. No way, I am not that kind of asshole. I'm just going to ask that in the morning you go to the police station and let them know that it was your stuff you took back and even though you were breaking and entering, it was for a good reason."

Star frowned. "I wasn't even breaking and entering, I still had a spare key to his house."

Marco spluttered out a laugh. "Hah! Apparently he was a dumb-ass ex-boyfriend. Okay, then just offer to pay off the damage to his car. I'll even come with you if you want," he offered.

As he pulled into the driveway to his modest, one story house, Star looked at him gratefully. "Seriously? That would be awesome."

Marco nodded and helped her out of the car, leading her to the front porch and unlocking the door for her. "Yeah, of course. The guest bedroom is just down the hall there," he said, pointing, "and help yourself to whatever in the kitchen. And the bathroom is right here."

He gestured to the restroom and smiled hesitantly at Star, finally getting a good look at her and realizing just how pretty she was. She blushed a little and glanced away. "Thanks, Marco. Sorry to drag you into all of this."

Marco chuckled and shook his head, hanging his keys on the hook next to his door. "It's whatever," he assured her, running a tired hand through his hair. "If you need anything, just let me know."

She smiled at him bashfully and scurried away to the guest room, bag in hand. Marco watched her go, a smile tugging on his lips.

How he had ended up willingly harboring a fugitive in his house he would never be able to explain to anyone.

Okay I actually liked doing that AU. For whatever reason I can only really write AU's for Percy Jackson and Star vs. the Forces of Evil. Everything else just feels forced when I try to write an AU for it.

Reviews are much appreciated!