Author's notes: Aghhh I can't stop writing these one shots! I'm trying to get my mind focused back on my other fanfiction but these things are just so fun to write! (Is it wrong I also enjoy reading my own fanfictions?)

Well here's a one shot I got from, again, the All The Starco blog run by starcoforever. Great tumblr blog and if you like this ship as much as I do, check it out!

Enjoy the fic!

"Have fun on your date Star!" Marco waved.

It was a Saturday night around 7:30 in Echo Creek. Marco was waving goodbye to Star as she walked away from his house. Yesterday, after mustering up her courage, she had gone and asked Oskar to go on a date with her in which he replied with a simple 'sure'. Star was planning to eat dinner with him while Marco was off eating out with his friends since his parents were on a trip.

"I will!" Star yelled back as she disappeared in a poof of smoke with a flick of her wand.

Marco smiled and closed the door. He was glad Star finally asked her crush out. He wished he had that much confidence.

He quickly took out his phone and texted his friends, Ferguson and Alfonzo.

Hey guys you coming over to that new restaurant yet? - M

Duh. I'm totally going to be there. I heard their chicken is delish! Alfonzo what about you? - F

Mhm yeah. I can't wait. - A

Cool so I'll meet you guys there then alright? Star just left on her date with Oskar. - M

Sure but I'll be running late because my parents need me to fix something. - F

Yeah I'll be late too. Pixie wife called me about some important business. - A

Um dude what are you talking about? - M

I married the Pixie Queen remember? She says she wants to meet me tonight. Don't worry I'll make it there though soon. - A

...There are so many things wrong with that but ok then. I'll see you guys there. - M

In hindsight, Marco probably should have warned that the Pixie Queen just wanted to eat him. Then again, he's only a side character with barely any lines in the actual show so we're going to assume he was too scrawny to be eaten and because of that, was divorced.

Marco quickly put away his phone and grabbed his wallet. He and his friends had been planning to eat at this new restaurant that had recently opened up. They had heard great things about the restaurant and saw that it had pretty solid reviews online. Problem was, it was somewhat expensive. That's why Ferguson, Alfonzo, and Marco all came together and decided to pitch in and try the restaurant out.

Marco took his house keys, went outside, and locked the house. He spent the next 15 minutes walking over to the restaurant whistling. When he arrived there, he told the employee who was standing next to the door his name and sat at a table set for 3, patiently tapping on the table waiting for his friends.

As he was tapping, he couldn't help but overhear a few conversations that were going around in the restaurant. One particular one caught his ear.

"Please a few more minutes! I'm sure he'll be here any second now!" a girlish voice said.

Marco couldn't help but feel as if he had heard the voice before. He couldn't quite put his finger on it so he took a glance at the direction the voice had come from.

Marco's eyes widened in shock. He saw none other than his best friend, Star Butterfly sitting a few tables away from him, sitting alone. She didn't seem to have noticed him and was talking to a waitress, who looked very concerned.

What's she doing here? he thought. Isn't she supposed to be with Oskar on her date?!

Now intrigued, he listened a little more carefully to pick up on what they were saying.

"But ma'am, you can't just stay here without ordering anything," the waitress said.

"But I didn't bring any money! He was going to pay for the dinner!" Star exclaimed frantically.

"The waitress sighed. "I know ma'am you already told me that. But like I said before, it's store policy. If you can't order anything, you'll need to leave."

"Just a few more minutes pleaseeeee," she begged. "He's probably um, stuck in traffic or something!"

The waitress sighed again. "Fine. But just so you know, a guy that makes you wait this long better have a really good reason for now showing up, or he's not worth it."

Star smiled gratefully at her. "Yeah thanks. I'm sure he has a great reason."

The waitress looked unconvinced as she nodded and walked away.

Marco couldn't help but feel his anger rising towards Oskar during the whole conversation he had heard take place. He didn't know the guy very well, but he knew Star liked him a lot. That didn't mean Marco ever trusted him however. He had always wondered if Oskar would pull something like this, but never thought he would actually do it.

Now curious, Marco put on his hoodie and slid down father in his seat, attempting to hide from Star while he watched from the corner of his eyes. He didn't like Oskar but he wanted to give him a chance. Besides, maybe Star was right. Maybe he had been stuck in traffic.

Marco saw that Star had started frowning and toying with her wand. She looked pretty downcast and really embarrassed. Anger fueled Marco even further. He didn't care who Oskar was, no one hurt his best friend.

"Um... sir?"

Marco jumped in surprise as he saw the same waitress look down on him weirdly, pen in hand. He hadn't realized how suspicious he had probably looked, a guy who was just sitting there not ordering anything, and had his hoodie up just staring at a girl a few tables away from him. Marco hoped that the waitress wouldn't be too creeped out by him.

"O-oh hi," Marco stammered as he quickly removed his hoodie.

"Can I... get you anything?" she said awkwardly. No doubt the waitress was somewhat suspicious of him now.

"Uhh no! I'm waiting for some friends to come," he said quickly.

"Well... alright then." She gave him one last look and walked away. Marco relaxed back into his chair in relief then started looking at Star again. He was very concerned and wished that Oskar would just show up so he wouldn't have to keep seeing her like this.

She was twiddling her wand and making random tiny animals appear and disappear on the table. She constantly looked at the restaurant door hoping against hope that the next person who came in would be Oskar. What was worse, Marco wasn't even the only one looking at her. He had caught a few other people quickly look at Star and put on expressions of sympathy for her. Every minute that went by, the usually cheerful girl seemed to look sadder and sadder. Marco was stunned. He didn't even think Star could look this sad. he silently made a promise to kick Oskar in the face for making her feel like that.

It had been 10 minutes and there was still no sign Oskar. The same waitress that had addressed Star shook her head as she looked at her watch. Marco knew that the restaurant had a policy where you could only wait up to 25 minutes without ordering or else you had to leave. He realized as the waitress walked over to Star, that time was up. She had been waiting for Oskar for about half an hour and he didn't even show up.

"Miss, I'm ver sorry. You have to order something now or you have to leave," the waitress said sympathetically.

Star opened her mouth then shut it. She realized that no matter how long she waited now, he would never come. "O-ok," she said choking a little.

Marco saw that Star was on the brink of tears. In that moment, he forgot all about his anger for Oskar and felt the urge to help his best friend right there and then. It didn't matter if she would be angry at him for interfering or if he would be embarrassed in front of the whole restaurant. He knew Star needed a friend right now, even if she denied it. He got up from his table and walked purposefully over to Star's table.

Star started to get up. "I-I'm just going to-"

"Hey sorry I'm late!" Marco announced as he put a hand on Star's shoulder to keep her from getting up. "All tat, erm, traffic you know!"

Star snapped her head back to look at him, completely shocked at his appearance there.

The waitress must have picked up on her expression because she looked at Marco suspiciously.

"Your her date I presume?" the waiter asked.

"Oh yeah totally! Sorry for making you wait St- I mean honey!" he said laughing.

He was hoping that he wouldn't be recognized.

"Um.. Is this... true?" she questioned Star.

Marco took another look at her. He noticed how beautiful she looked and how cute her expression was, completely stunned as she looked back and forth at him and the waitress.

"I-wh-I don-" Star stuttered.

"Of course it's true!" Marco interrupted. "Geez its not like it's your job to question who she's dating or not," he said rolling his eyes. He could practically feel the sweat drenching his hoodie as he stood there.

The waitress looked at him for a second before pulling out her notepad and checking it. "So you're... Oskar Greason?" she said doubtingly.

"Yep! That's me! Good old Oskar!" he said, trying to recall all those acting classes he once took.

The waitress looked at him again with a doubting look.

Please buy it, please buy it Marco prayed.

The waitress' look then changed from doubting to somewhat angry. She gave him a harsh look. "Well next time don't keep your date waiting for so long! It's been half an hour!" she scolded him. A few people from the surrounding tables took a little interest and subtly watched the scene.

Marco gulped. He knew he could probably never show his face at this restaurant ever again. "Oh sorry-" he began.

"And this! What are you wearing?! Is that how you dress on a date?!" she pointed angrily at his attire.

Marco blushed and smiled sheepishly. "I... I had no other clean clothes," he lied.

She scowled and pulled out her pen. "Well what would you two like to order then?"

Marco relaxed. She had bought his act. "The pretty lady will have the uh," he glanced at the menu. "-the chicken delux special and I'll have the ravioli. And for deserts, we'll get the triple fudge chocolate cake extreme." he said smoothly.

The waitress nodded as she finished scribbling down the orders.

Marco started to sit down as she walked away until he heard her voice call him, irritated. "Boy, come over here!"

He knew he was in for it now. He prepared himself to get yelled at as he ran over to the waitress. "Yes ma'am?" he said.

The angry look on her suddenly softened as she leaned down to whisper in his ear. "Good luck... Marco." She moved back smiling, and winked as she made her way to the kitchen.

Marco stood there stunned for a few seconds. He was confused as to how she knew his name. Then he mentally slapped himself and realized that of course she had known. He had given his name to the person standing at the front door when he walked in. She must've been suspicious of him and asked about his name. Marco then realized that the waitress must have also known he wasn't Oskar but didn't call him out on it. He was very grateful that she had understood the situation.

Putting his thoughts aside, he remembered that he had to get back to Star and explain things. He shook his head and walked back to the table where she was sitting and sat down right beside her.

He looked at her to see her pointing at him, still in surprise. "H-how did? And- what-? I-"

Marco sighed. "I guess I should explain."

Star looked at him amused, her once tear riddled eyes now bright and shining with interest and... joy?

"Well me, Alfonzo, and Ferguson heard about this restaurant a week ago and were saving up to go," he explained.

Star nodded her head. "Okay? Then?"

"Well, I saw you there and I couldn't help but overhear what was happening. I wanted to give Oskar a chance so I waited for him to come and meet you, but he never did. You looked really sad and... I just felt the need to go over to you," he finished.

Star, silent for a moment, looked up at Marco gratefully. "Thanks marco. I really appreciate the gesture but-" she sighed, tears starting well in her eyes again. "I-I thought I was cool enough for someone like him. I can't believe I thought he could like me. Wow I'm such an idiot," she belittled herself.

Marco grabbed her shoulders and made her look into his eyes. Star blinked fast at the sudden gesture. he wiped the tears from her eyes as he looked at her. Normally, he would be blushing because anyone who was watching them would mistake them as a couple, but right now he was determined to help his best friend.

"Star, don't ever say that ever again," he said sternly. Star's eyes widened in surprise. "You're the coolest, nicest, and most beautiful girl I know! Oskar's an idiot for not seeing that. I can see it, and so can a lot of other guys at school. So stop telling lies about yourself!" he said passionately, gripping her shoulders a little bit tighter.

Star stared at him for a second, eyes shining. Marco took his hands off her shoulders quickly and recoiled in embarrassment.

"I-I didn't know what came over me. Uh s-sorry about that St-" he was stopped as Star interrupted him.

"AWWWWW MARCO!" she yelled in joy as she moved towards him giving him probably the biggest, most bone crushing hug he had ever received. "That's the sweetest thing you've ever said to me!" she exclaimed into his shoulder.

He had almost fallen off his chair by the sudden sign of affection. Marco was now blushing a mad red and was hoping that she couldn't feel his heart pounding viscously in his chest. Heck, he was even hoping that the whole restaurant didn't hear it!

Star pulled away and smiled at Marco. He suddenly found it hard to keep eye contact with her yet forced himself to look at her as he managed a smile.

"Thanks for being there for me Marco," Star said happily.

"N-no problem," Marco said as he rubbed the back of his neck.

"Here's your order!" the waitress came in suddenly as she placed the food in front of them.

"Ooooh looks delish!" Star exclaimed, now back to her normal, bubbly self.

"Yeah definitely!" Marco said, now eyeing the food.

"Have fun!" the waitress said as she gave Marco a knowing smirk then left them to be alone.

After she left, Marco and Star talked, laughed, and ate during their whole little "date". Marco had made sure that Ferguson and Alfonzo hadn't shown up by giving them pretty well thought up excuses. He knew that if they saw him with Star like this, they would make fun of him for eternity. Besides, he preferred to have it like this, just him and Star alone and just enjoying their time together. At first, he thought it would have been a little awkward since he was basically substituting for Oskar. Now he mentally scolded himself for thinking that. The girl before him was his best friend, he never had a problem with making conversation with her before.

Occasionally, when they were talking, Marco would catch a few glances from people at other tables. Every time he did, the person would just turn away and chuckle. Unbeknownst to him, most tables were paying attention to the whole fiasco. They knew what was going on and knew that that the two were only just friends. They also knew that somebody, maybe they would be a little more than friends.

Star and Marco left the restaurant an hour later, Oskar completely forgotten in Star's mind. She couldn't believe the turn of events that led up to this. She had been expecting a wonderful date with Oskar like what she fantasized about. Instead, she had fun with her loving, caring best friend. In all honesty, she couldn't have been more happier at the outcome and decided she liked it better like this, even if Marco's wallet was dryer than a desert for the next few days.

Meanwhile at school...

It was now 11:30 pm. Oskar was sitting on his car at the school, drenched in moonlight.

"No baby, I swear it wasn't like that!" he exclaimed truthfully. "I was lost in your music and my tongue slipped!"

He stared at his keytar as he gently stroked and caressed it. "Yes... I promise I won't make the same mistake again. You're the only one for me. I don't know what I do without you."

The lunatic looked at his inanimate object affectionately before snuggling closer to it, in complete happiness. "Together... forever."

Now let's just say things got a lot weirder after that, but all in all, the psychotic "bad boy" and his keytar lived, er existed happily (at least Oskar did)... until Star and Marco angrily came up to him the next day, Star's wand glowing ready to blast him. Let's just say the instrument wasn't the only thing that needed fixing that day.

Author's notes: I know what your thinking: What's wrong with me? I just felt like adding that last part. I always imagined Oskar just thinking his keytar was the most important thing in the world, since we've never seen him without it. Well i'm going to try to update my other fanfiction but really I'm going to update it when the inspiration hits me on what else to write in the next chapter. That's the hard part about writing this stuff. If your not inspired your not going to write very well.

On a side note, here's a few hints for the next one shots I'm planning to write: Syrup, Royal Pain.

See you next time!