foxchick1 - Really love to answer that but, spoilers! Keep reading and you'll see.
Underworld Angel - Thing's will really start to pick up once I get to the season finale going into the third season.
DragonReaperKing - That'll be answered a little bit into the third season.
GuardianAngel124567 - All will be answered in the third season.
Pizza Thing - Pizza, Parties, and Pony Heads!
Marcia could hear laughing as she approached Star's room. "Hey girls!" Marcia greeted walking into Star's room. "Is that my lipstick?" She asked pointing at Star and Pony Head.
Pony Head whipped her mane and the long locks got caught on her muzzle but that didn't phase her. "Oh, don't be hatin' 'cause we rock the color better than you do."
"What are you talking about?" Marcia gestured to her face. "That shade of lipstick is color coordinated to perfectly match me. I hate to brag but no one can wear it better than me."
Pony Head smirked, "Oh! Oh! Earth turds got mad talk now huh?"
"Marcia! Why don't you tell Pony Head what we got her?" Star said excitedly
"Oh right, we got you something special for your first-"
"Friendship Thursday!~" Marcia and Star finished together in a sing-song voice.
"Hook a girl up already!" Pony Head said
Star, Marcia, and Pony Head were all together on the couch huddled under a giant blanket type sleeping bag.
"It's a friendship snuggly!" Star cheered
"I knit my self," Marcia proudly stated.
Pony Head didn't seem as enthused by the surprise. "Uh...great. Uh, thanks, guys...Um, but how are we gonna dance in this?"
"We're not going dancing, silly," Star said
It took a second for that to register in Pony Head's mind. "...Excuse me, what?"
Marcia's phone goes off and she adjusts herself under the blanket pulling out her phone. "Fifteen minutes to showtime!" She smiles crawling out of the snuggly. "I'm gonna go get the pizza." She called out running out of the house.
"Pizza?" Pony Head questioned
"Yeah! You can't watch "¡Fiesta de la Noche!" without pizza!" Star said
"Fist full of whatta-what?" Pony Head questioned
"It's this awesome telenovela about three friends that go out every night and have all sorts of fun!" Star explained
Pony Head chuckled, "Okay, yeah. We're just gonna sit on the couch and watch other people party on that rectangle box thing. Haha, Okay. Good one."
Star laughed too, "Oh, yeah, baby! That's what Friendship Thursday is all about."
Pony Head removed her lipstick. "Uh...I have to go to the bathroom." She got out of the snuggly floating away.
Marcia happily walked down the street.
"Hey, hey! Have a good day, Marcia!" A man called out
"Thanks, Mr. Vendrosian! Tell your son I say hi!" Marcia called
A young man with a beard approached Marcia. "Hey, Marcia, my watch stopped. Can you tell me what day it is?"
Marcia stared at the man confused, "Friendship Thursday?"
The man looked disheartened. "Um...Uh, actually, it's my birthday. I thought you knew." He solemnly spoke before walking away.
"Who was that guy?" Marcia said to herself.
She continued on down the street running into the one and only Pony Head. The floating horse was smiling widely at Marcia unmoving from her spot.
"Pony Head, what are you doing here? Please, go back home with Star," Marcia said
Pony Head doesn't move and continues to stare at Marcia, her unblinking wide gaze a bit unsettling. It brought Marcia back some flashbacks from St. O's when Pony Head was brainwashed.
She shivered at the memory. "All right, I'm gonna squeeze past you here. Sorry," She stepped around Pony Head whispering, "Weirdo."
Marcia started walking back down the street and Pony Head followed.
"Pony Head...What are you doing?" Marcia asked
"Come on! I want to see some Earthian nightlife!" Pony Head said
"I'm just picking up the pizza and getting it back before the show starts. No Earth nightlife, so you can go home and wait there," Marcia said
"Let's go," Pony Head stated not at all discouraged.
"No," Marcia said
Pony Head gave a neighing whine, "Pleeeeease?"
"No!" Marcia asserted
Pony Head whined louder, "Pleeeeeeeeeeease?!" Her eyes got big as small cute forest creatures surrounded her making the same puppy dog eyes as well. "Pleeeeeeeeeease?"
Marcia groaned, "How can I say no to those eyes," She spoke to herself. "Okay, fine! You can come."
"Yeah! Woo-hoo!" Pony Head cheered
"Just no crazy funny stuff tonight," Marcia said
"I don't even know what you're talking about," Pony Head said
"Just promise we're gonna go get the pizza and nothing else," Marcia said
Pony Head groaned, "Fine! I pinky promise." She started gagging coughing up a pinky on a keychain.
Marcia deadpanned staring at the dismembered pinky on Pony Head's tongue. "I'm not touching that."
Marcia walked, while Pony Head floated, the two girls strolling through the streets of Echo Creek.
"So, what's this pizza thing you guys keep talking about?" Pony Head asked
Pony Head's words brought Marcia to a screeching halt. "Whoa-a-a-a nelly! Did you just call Emilio's Pizza a thing?"
"Uh...I guess," Pony Head said
"Emilio's Pizza is not a thing. His family has been making pizza forever. His recipes go back to a time before pizza even existed-"
"Oh, my goo-goo!" Pony Head interrupted Marcia. "Look at those skinny jeans!" She stared into a storefront window. "Those are some skinny, skinny jeans! Like very skinny!"
"What are you doing?" Marcia questioned crossing her arms.
"Okay, come on. Let me just go in and get a pair. It'll just take a second," Pony Head said
"You promised. Besides how can you even wear-?"
Marcia was cut off again but this time by the sound of the store's entrance bell ringing.
"Really?" Marcia said
A few minutes later Pony Head came out a pair of skinny jeans on her neck, the legs just floating about.
"Check me out, Marcia!" Pony Head spun showing off her new jeans.
"Excuse me, are those skinny jeans?" A girl asked walking up, wearing her own pair of skinny jeans.
"Why, yes, they are," Pony Head said
"No way! I'm wearing skinny jeans!"
Marcia had no idea how it happened but within a few short seconds a DJ had set up and was playing music while several people in skinny jeans were dancing along with Pony Head. The partygoers cheered and whooped as they danced around. Marcia got swept up in the crowd struggling to get back to Pony Head.
"Pony Head! Hey, Pony Head! The pizza! Remember?" She shouted
The party continued on, that is until the sound of police sirens started wailing through the air. The music cuts off as a cop car pulls up.
A Police Officer steps out of out of the cruiser, staying behind his car door, holding up a megaphone. "Everybody, freeze! I'm shutting this party down!"
The officer steps out from behind the door, revealing he too is also wearing skinny jeans.
"Til we get Little Red Riding Hood there into a pair of skinny jeans!" The Police Officer said pointing at Marcia.
"Wait, no!" Marcia shouted waving her hands quickly in a "no way" motion. "I don't have the right calves for skinny jeans!"
Despite her protest, Marcia was forced into a pair, in what she thought, were incredibly tight-fitting skinny jeans. She grunted uncomfortably as she walked with Pony Head, hoping the restricting pair of denim she was wearing didn't rip in the process.
"When you promised we would just get the pizza, how does that fit into this? Also how in the world do I fit in these?" Marcia questioned gesturing to her tight pants.
"Oh, shut up, baby girl. You know you look good. Check it out, Marcia. I got us a cab," Pony Head gestured to a car.
Marcia smiled walking over to the cab. "Oh. Great!"
The girls hop into the backseat of the car.
Marcia looked at the driver, "Uh, we're going to Emilio's Pizza."
"Uh…" The Driver sweats nervously before quickly getting out of the car. "Just take the car! Don't hurt me!" The man screamed running away.
Marcia watched a bit slack-jawed as the man booked it down the street. "I don't think this is a taxi."
"Oh, don't blame me. It's not my fault that people like to give me stuff." Pony Head said
Marcia whipped her head facing Pony Head, "What did you-?!" Marcia's words get caught in her throat as Pony Head uses her horn magic to press down on the car's gas pedal sending the car speeding forward.
Marcia screamed clutching onto her seat and seatbelt as Pony Head crazily drives the car. Various car horns blare as Pony Head haphazardly drove past other vehicles.
"Okay, Marcia, tell me how to get there!" Pony Head asked
"Pony! You need to-ahhhhh! Left! Left!" Marcia shouted
Pony Head swerved the car avoiding a fruit cart.
"Pony Head stop-Right! Right!" Marcia shouted again pointing out the car window.
Pony Head smirked swerving the car to the right avoiding a poor man dressed in a chicken mascot costume.
"You need stop this car right now!" Marcia finally stated.
"Come on. Just tell me, and I'll drive us there." Pony Head said
"Stop the car," Marcia spoke asserting her words.
Pony Head's brows furrowed, "Tell me how to get there."
"Stop the car," Marcia repeated
"But tell me how to get there." Pony Head said
"Stop the car!" Marcia repeated a third time this time shouting.
"Tell me how to-!"
The car swerved speeding off running through a chain-link fence. Marcia screamed as the car jumped a hill crashing into the city dump.
When the car stopped moving the passenger side door opened and Marcia flopped out of the car landing in a pile of trash.
"Gross, gross, gross…." Marcia chanted brushing trash off her. When she was free of the dirty garbage Marcia looked at the car and started panicking.
"Gah!"
"Uh…" Pony Head raised a brow. "Okay, what are you doing?" She asked watching as Marcia started covering the car with piles of trash.
"We just stole this thing! I have to get rid of the evidence! We gotta get as far away from this as possible. And then report it to the police." Marcia spoke quickly.
Suddenly a crane swung by picking up the car. The crane moved dropping the car into a car crusher. Marcia stared paled face as the car was crushed into a tiny little cube.
"Aww, it's so compact," Pony Head cooed
"I'm totally going to jail," Marcia solemnly spoke.
"You're not going to jail, Marcia." Pony Head pointed her horn at the destroyed car and with a flash of magic, the car was back to normal. "Go home to daddy, baby!"
The car honked its own horn before driving away.
"Okay, let's go get us another car!" Pony Head declared
"No!" Marcia waved her hands, "No! No! No! We are not stealing any more cars and I'm going to show us how to get there!"
Pony Head let out a snort. "Fine."
Marcia looked up at the crane operator. "Hey, up there! How much for a ride to Emilio's Pizza?" She called out.
"Uh...650 dollars?" The Crane operator said
"What?!" Marcia shouted
She sighed shaking her head. "I hate using this card." Marcia looked back up fluttering her eyelashes. "Are you sure you can't give us one for free?"
Pony Head held back a laugh as the crane operator swiftly agreed to Marcia's request.
The large crane pulled up next to the pizza parlor. Marcia and Pony Head hop out walking over to the restaurant's window.
"We're here." Marcia opened the door to the restaurant. "Keep it cool-"
"Oh, my goo-goo, it smells like tomatoes and cologne," Pony Head said
Marcia stops Pony Head from entering the restaurant further. She pulled out a chair for the floating horse head. "Just sit here...or float here in the corner. Don't say a word."
Marcia walked to the counter where she was greeted by the owner.
"Hey, Marciaaaaaaaaaa...!" Emilio greeted singing out the girls name.
"Hey, Emilioooooo...!" Marcia greeted back doing the same thing.
"Good to see you, kid." Emilio smiled handing the girl a pizza. "Here you go, bubba."
"May I?" Marcia gestured to the box.
"Go ahead. After it's left my oven, it's not my baby," Emilio said
Marcia let out an excited giggle opening the box, "...Huh." But her smile dropped.
"Everything okay?" Emilio asked
"Uh, yeah. Everything's great," Marcia lied
"Well...Are you sure? You made that... you know, th-that face I've never seen you make," Emilio said
"No, no. It's-it's nothing. I'll just, uh...live with it," Marcia said before walking away.
"Oh. Okay," Emilio said
Marcia stopped walking and turned around facing Emilio. "Actually the thing is...it's the mushrooms. There aren't as many mushrooms as they usually are."
"Not as many mushrooms? Let me see it," Emilio said
"It's-it's totally-It's not a big deal at all," Marcia stuttered
"Okay." Emilio took the box opening it. "One, Two, Three," He started counting the mushrooms making Marcia considerably uncomfortable.
"No. No, don't-don't count," Marcia said
Emilio didn't listen and continued to count.
"Please don't count," Marcia gently pleaded
"Six, seven, eight."
"Okay, stop. Stop counting," Marcia practically begged
"Ninety-one. Ninety-two. Ninety-three."
"Let's not play the number game, you know?" Marcia said
She sighed as Emilio continued.
"Ninety-seven. Ninety-eight. Huh. Yeah, you're right, Marcia. Usually, I put...put a hundred mushrooms on a pizza, but there's-there's only ninety-nine here. All this time, I thought I was making good pizza." Emilio took the pizza throwing in the trash. "President of the United States liked it!" He cried grabbing a photo of the president off the wall throwing that in the trash as well. "The Nobel Peace Prize liked it!" Just like he did with the pizza and Presidents picture he threw that photo in the trash too. "None of that matters because it wasn't good enough for Marcia Diaz."
Marcia nervously took a step back. "Well...don't beat yourself up about it. N-N-Nobody's perfect."
Emilio phone rings and he picks it up. "Emilioooo's Pizza." There's some muffled talking on the phone before Emilio spoke back. "I-I-I...Let me just stop you right there. I-I cannot take your order." More muffled talking came over the phone. "Well, because I cannot make a perfect pizza!" The customer spoke again. "Oh, well, thank you. That's very sweet of you. I appreciate that. I think it's very good myself, but perfection is a very high bar. So, as of right now, I quit!"
"What do you mean you quit?" The customer loudly spoke over the phone.
"Goodbye and have a nice life!" Emilio shouted over the phone. "I am not yelling, sir!"
"You're definitely yelling," The customer responded
"No, no! You're yelling! Lower your voice!" Marcia said before running out the restaurant Pony Head following her.
Pony Head did not speak staring at Marcia.
"Not a word," Marcia said
Pony Head smirked. "I wasn't gonna say anything."
"You know, this is all your fault with all your Pony Head stuff," Marcia said
"Ooh, excuse me?" Pony Head questioned with an "Are you serious?" tone.
"I knew Friendship Thursday wasn't your thing! TV and pizza sound boring to you, but it's what Star and I like to do on Thursdays!" Marcia exclaimed
"Okay, well, why did you even invite me then?" Pony Head asked
"Because Star's my best friend! So why can't I be friends with her friend! Star always talks about how awesome, fun, and cool you are and yeah I was a bit jealous but I thought maybe if we could we could be friends it'd be cool too. I just wanted to show you what I thought was fun too," Marcia said
"Oh.." Pony Head was taken back by that. "I-"
Pony Head was cut off as a boy pulled up next to the riding on a scooter.
"Is Emilio here?" The guy asked
"He's gone. Indefinitely," Marcia answered
Scooter Boy looked down dejectedly. "Oh. Okay. Do you know why I like pizza?"
"No one cares. There's something else going on," Pony Head said
"It's divided into equal portions so everybody gets the same amount. And it's got no sharp edges to stab someone with because it's round. Like the circle of friendship-"
"Yes yes, we get it!" Pony Head pushed nudge the boy to get him to leave. "We are kind of having a moment here!"
The boy rode off leaving Marcia and Pony Head.
When he left Pony Head faced Marcia. "So you really think I'm cool and awesome and like the best person in the world?"
"Well, I didn't say that-"
"Haha too late! I know I'm great but now that you know it too I guess that means we can be besties too! But don't think I still won't make fun of you." Pony Head said
Marcia rolled her eyes but smiled. "How do you feel about making a pizza with a hundred mushrooms?"
"Oh, yeah, girl!" Pony Head cheered
PIZZA TIME!
Marcia grabbed a bag of flour while Pony Head tossed some eggs into a bowl. Pony Head then fills a pitcher with soda pouring it into the bowl mixing the pizza dough with her horn.
Next Marcia used Pony Head like a rolling pin to flatten out the dough.
Now it was time to spin the dough. Marcia grabs the dough spinning it in the air, she sends it off her hand and Pony Head catches it on her horn.
With the dough made it was time to add the toppings. Marcia spreads tomato sauce on the dough and grates some cheese on top. Pony Head slides in catching some grated cheese on her tongue eating it. Marcia smiled tossing some mushrooms at Pony Head, and she slices them with her horn. The sliced mushrooms landing perfectly on the pizza.
The pizza was put in the oven and Marcia goes to high five Pony Head, the horse going to return the gesture using her horn. The girls stop before Marcia's hand was impaled.
Star held up a slice of pizza while "¡Fiesta de la Noche!" played on the TV.
"Uh.. guys?" Star looked to her left. Sitting on the couch next to her was Marcia and Pony Head. The two girls were fast asleep snoring as they leaned against one another.
Star smiled pulling out her phone snapping a quick pic of the two. She went back to watching the television show pizza in hand.
"Emilioooo's..." Star took a bite out of her pizza immediately spitting it out. "Way too many mushrooms."