Battleships: Based on the song Battleships by Daughtry. If anything is spelled incorrectly or is worded weirdly, I apologize.

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TeenMedium: I'm just really good at putting other people's feelings into perspective. Now if only I could do that with my own feelings….

Guest: Hmmm. I might do that in a later one. It's a good idea, though!

I don't own Star vs. the Forces of Evil.

GENERAL POV

Star hesitated, the hand raised to knock on Marco's door faltering for just a moment before she worked up the courage to rap her knuckles against the wood, her eyes stinging with unshed tears.

"Marco?" she whispered, pressing her forehead to the door. "I…I'm sorry. Can…can you please open the door?"

There was no response and Star finally felt her chin quiver as the tears built up and slipped down her cheeks. "Marco please," she pleaded. "I don't want…I don't want to fight anymore. Please, just…I'm sorry."

The door opened underneath her and Star stumbled forwards, feeling warm fingers clasp her shoulders to keep her from falling. She looked up at Marco and his frown softened as he saw the puffiness of her eyes.

"Please," Star choked out again. "I need you to talk to me. I know it was my fault that Ludo got so close, and I'm so sorry that you got hurt. But please, Marco…I'm sinking okay?"

She shivered and sank to the ground, wrapping her arms around herself. "I'm sinking and I need you," she mumbled, her voice cracking. "I'm sorry."

Without a word, Marco knelt down next to her and pulled her into a hug, pressing a kiss to her temple. "I'm here," he whispered to her, shutting his eyes. "No matter how much we fight, Star, I'm here. I love you too much to not be."

She swallowed and tugged him towards her to press her lips to his, her shaking fingers reaching up to caress his cheeks and entangle in his hair. "I love you, Marco."

He smiled against her, pressing his hand to the back of her head and drawing her into a much tighter hug. She clutched at his hoodie desperately and they sat there for a long moment before she spoke again. "Is it…is it okay? That we've fought?" she clarified softly.

Marco nodded slowly, gently stroking her back. "Yeah. Every couple does."

She seemed to calm down at that and pulled away slowly, studying him with teary eyes. "Okay. But I don't want to fight anymore. No matter…no matter how hard it gets."

Marco nodded, bringing a hand up to stroke her cheek. "I can't promise that," he said apologetically. "But I can promise that no matter what happens, no matter how bad the fight, I will always love you."

Star giggled shakily and pulled him in for another kiss, this one light and on the tip of his nose. "Thank you, Marco."

He smiled and gathered her into his arms, holding her tightly and shutting his eyes as they relaxed against each other in the doorway.

"Anytime, Princess."

Remember to pray for the people in Baghdad, Beirut, and Paris tonight. They could all really use it, and my heart goes out to them.

Reviews? Let me know if there's anything I drastically need to fix.