[The story begin at Echo Creek Academy Brittney Wong is reading a magazine and hears a whale song. She looks in at the cafeteria table and hears a whale song. She looks at the table and found out it was Star.]
Star: [calls the whale song again]
Marco: [chatters in dolphin. Marco and Star then make the noises several more times]
Brittney: Can you two be quiet?!
[Star and Marco struggle not to make the noises again, but end up doing so again.]
Brittney: Didn't think so. What are you magic heads doing, anyway?
Star: Marco and I are practicing our favorite noises. Mine is a dolphin, laughing. [chatters again]
Marco: And my favorite is the plaintiff song of the blue whale. Ahem. [makes a whale sound which caused an earthquake. Inside Star wand Richard the One-Eyed Narwhal, hears the song]
Richard: Huh? Did you hear that?
Spider With The Top Hat: What's wrong Richard?
Richard: That song. It sounds just like Martha!
Spider: Richard, how many times do I have to tell you? Martha's no good for you! She's just no good! [Cuts back to the cafeteria and Star finally stops. The shaking stops as well.]
Brittney: Why would you want to practice such horrible sounds?
Star: It's one of the activities in our favorite magazine. [holds up a magazine]Simple-Ton: A ton of simple things to do!
Brittney: It must be very challenging for you!
Star: Oh, it is.
Marco: Yeah, and it made me look more smart-like. [goes cross-eyed] What does the magazine say we should do next?
Star: Well, let's take a look. [opens a book] I think we've done everything in this issue. Oh, except for this one! The Best Friend Quiz! Do you really know your best friend? Oh, this should be easy. Marco and I know everything about each other!
Brittney: Well, you two have fun with your mutual ignominious society. [walks away from the cafeteria]
Star: Bye, Brittney!
Brittney: Idiots. [comes back to the cafeteria] [goes away again]
Star: Bye, again! You go first, Marco.
Marco: Oh, no. After you.
Star: Au contraire. After you, mon ami.
Marco: Please. After you.
Star: No, no, no, no, no. After you, bestest friend- [a boot is thrown at her head] -Oof!
Brittney: [off-screen] Just pick one! And there's another three where that came from!
Star: I'll go first. [puts on glasses] Question 1: What is your best friend's favorite color? Hmmm... I'm thinking... red, plum, and Prussian blue. Hoodies!
Marco: I hate to burst your bubble, but my favorite color is... it is ... red, plum, and Prussian blue. Hoodies. Sorry I doubted you.
Star: No problem. Is your best friend right, or left-handed? The answer is right-handed.
Marco: [draws "Marco is awesome" on the wall] How did you know?
Star: Simple, Marco! It's because you're my best friend!
Marco: Aww!
Star: Is your best friend's belly button have an innie or an outie?
Marco: [gasps] No peeking!
Star: [laughs] No need to peek, Star. I can do this with my eyes closed! [closes eyes and thinks] You have...
Marco: Oh! What will his answer be?
Brittney: [sarcastically] The suspense is killing me.
Star: ...an innie!
Marco: Well, let's just check that theory! [he open his hoodle and looks down at his belly button and sees he's an innie] Innie! [echoes] Wow! How does she do it?
Brittney: [monotonously] Magic. [walks away]
Marco: My turn! But, give me some hard questions. Not like those softballs you answered.
Star: Okay! First question: What is your best friend's favorite color?
Marco: Aw, man! Pulling out the big guns. Color. Color.
Star: [gasps to give Marco a hint]
Marco: No, no! No hints! [struggles] blue! No, clear! No! [slaps himself in the face]That's not it. Hold on, hold on. 14.
Star: The answer is yellow.
Marco: Oh, I was so close.
Marco: Question 2: Is your best friend left-handed or right-handed?
Marco: [paces back and forth] Oh, tricky, tricky. Hmm, right, or, left? Right-handed!
Star: Sorry, Marco, I'm left-handed!
Marco: Oh!
Star: Next question: Does your best friend have an innie, or an outie belly button?
Marco: Belly button, huh? Hmm. An innie! [there is a loud buzzer that comes when there is a wrong answer to a question]
Star: Sorry, Marco. I have an outie. [shows her outie belly button]
Marco: Aw man!
Star: Well, I'm sure you'll get the next one right! What is your best friend's favorite food?
Marco: Uh...
Star: [holds up a corn in one hand, and another corn in the other]
Marco: Oh! Oh! I remember! Your favorite food is a nacho!
Star: [frowns and puts down two corns] No.
Marco: I thought for sure I had that one.
Star: Okay, let's try an easy one. Is your best friend a boy or a girl?
Marco: Ooh. That's a toughie. [eyes Star's muscles] Hmm. Rugged biceps. [inspects Star's eyes] Yet, delicate eyelashes. Pass!
Star: [clears her throat] Uh, last question!
Marco: [claps his hands] Ooh! This is for the win!
Star: What is your best friend last name?
Marco: Oh! I got this one! Um, uh, can you repeat the question?
Star: What is your best friend last name, Star Butterfly?
Marco: Nerfcy, Tudyk, uh, Griffin.
Star: Butter-fly.
Marco: Ooh! It's right on the tip of my tongue!
Star: [holds up a timer] Five seconds.
Marco: [shouts] Um, um, oh, jeez, strong, elliott, McArthur...
Star: Time's up! [timer rings]
Marco: Sher!
Star: Uh, no. [Star and Marco enter their locker]
Brittney: So, who won your stupid quiz?
Marco: It was a tie.
Star: Well, it wasn't a tie, but we had lots of fun.
Brittney: [takes the Simple-Ton magazine] Let me see that. [starts laughing] Sher?! Marco didn't know anything about you! [continues laughing] And he's supposed to be your best friend?
Marco: I know, it's like we're not friends at all!
Star: Now, now. Marco may not have passed the quiz, but like a true best friend, he's always here for me. Right, Marco? [turns to Marco, but he's nowhere in sight] Marco? [Scene shows Marco outside, buying ice cream from the ice cream truck]
Marco: Ice cream!
Brittney: Looks like your best friend isn't a friend at all Star Butterface! [laughs]
Star: [walks outside to Marco]
Marco: Hey, Star! I got you an ice cream. [holds out an ice cream cone to Star]
Star: [takes the cone] Thank you, best friend, Marco.
Marco: It's your favorite! Chocolate/vanilla swirl!
Star: Marco, this is your favorite ice cream. My favorite is... rainbow.
Marco: Oh, oh right. [takes the ice cream out of Star's hand] Well, more ice cream for me! [Star's eyes start watering and her cheek hearts crack.]
Marco: Oh, can I borrow five bucks? [Star miserably takes the money out of his pocket]
Star: Here! Take your dirty, rotten money! [throws the money onto the ground]Ahhah! I don't even know you anymore! [runs off, crying]
Ice Cream Man: Hey, what's with her?
Marco: I guess she didn't want any ice cream. [Cut to Star in his room, on his bed, sobbing. Laser puppie comes by toward his food bowl, but he sees it's holding Star's tears as they land right in the bowl]
Laser puppie: Yipping. [gets splashed by Star's tears as she sobs even harder.]
Star: It just isn't fair! [tries to calm herself down] Oh, who needs Marco anyway? [leaves the Diatz house] Rest of my life, here I come! [walks by Marco, who's sunning himself on his chair]
Marco: Oh, hey Star!
Star: [to herself] Be strong, be strong, be strong, be strong! Good afternoon, Mr. Star. [walks off with her dimension scissors ]
Marco: See you later! [Cuts to PonyHead's Castle, where PonyHead is trying to comfort a sobbing Star]
Star: Oh, PonyHead! It was awful! Truly awful! We were like complete strangers!
PonyHead: Girl you don't need to know everything about your best friend. That's what keeps the friendship interesting!
Star: Really?
PonyHead: Maybe you and Earth Trud just need some time apart.
Star: [sniffles] Yeah! I'll have lots of fun without Marco! [walks off to PonyHead's door, and on her way out, she breaks down in tears again]
PonyHead: [to herself] What a drama queen. [Cuts to Star walking]
Star: I don't need Marco! I can have a good time all by myself! [takes out her dimension scissors ] I can go on dimension quest! [sobers up] Marco and I used to go on an adventure...I can play leapfrog! [jumps over a rock, then pulls it up on her and tries to toss it over her head, but winds up under it and tries to slide out from under it] Uh, maybe not. [she sighs]
Marco: [walking by with his headphones singing some Love Sentence songs ]
Star: Oh, it's Marco! I can't let him see me! [drills a hole in the dirt and hides in it. Marco skips over the hole. Star checks to make sure he's gone, then exits the hole]
Star: Well, he doesn't seem to be missing me at all. [Marco walks off, still singing]
Star: Nice that he's gotten over our friendship so quickly! [returns to the whole, and digs a tunnel that's following Marco, who is seen entering the Gym while Star watches him from afar]
Star: Marco works out at the gym? [takes out her binoculars and watches Marco exiting the gym] And he's hanging out with Justin? Maybe I don't know much about Marco, either. [Cut to Justin and Marco entering a cooking supply shop while Star spies on them.]
Star: [watches Marco from the inside of a blender] Marco's shopping for cookery? Very suspicious. Oh! He's coming back! [hides back in the blender. Marco comes to the blender and presses a button, activating the blender. Marco then leaves. Star hand comes out of the blender and turns it off. And Star, now liquefied, exits the blender.. Cuts to Justin and Marco purchasing something from the magic shop. As the exit, one of the top hats from the top hat display follows them]
Star: [from inside the hat] Hold it right there, Marco! [jumps out of the hat]
Justin: Hi, Star.
Marco: We were just coming to see you.
Star: [angrily] Oh, I'll bet you were... to tell me about your new best friend, Justin, I suppose?!
Justin: Whoa, settle down, magic girl. I don't want to get in the middle of, whatever this is. [walks off]
Marco: Well, Justin is a great guy, loads of talent, and good looks.
Star: I know, he is pretty amazing...
Marco: He's not my best friend. He was just helping me buy a present.
Star: [angrily] Who for? PonyHead?
Marco: No. For my real best friend, Star Butterfly. [holds out the bag he's holding]
Star: Really? [takes the bag and opens it up] For me? What is it? [takes out a pair ofGroucho Marx Joke Glasses disguise] Oh! I love it! You do know me, best friend!
Marco: [wearing the same disguise] I got a pair for me too! [laughs]
Star: Oh, you're the bestest, best friend, Marco! [puts on his disguise] How do I look?
Marco: [screams] How should I know, mysterious stranger?! [runs away and screams]
Star: [sighs] Why me?