Starco Oneshots

Now I know you can dance...

"Now, go make me some nachos!" Star said commandingly.

"..."

"Okay," Marco responded.

He quickly descended the stairs to prepare the nachos. He grabbed the tortillas and all the ingredients he needed. After a while, he heard some footsteps come down the stairs. It was definitely Star.

"Hi, Marco! I came to check on your progress my nacho squire" Star said jokingly.

"Nacho squire?" Marco laughed.

"Yeah! And you serve your queen well!" She said happily.

"Well, anything for you, M'lady" Marco said as he presented the nachos to Star.

She quickly took one and ate it. As good as ever.

"Well, Nacho Squire of the Snack Kingdom, I pronounce you the best nacho maker in these here isles! Good day!" Star giggled.

Marco's heart skipped a beat, but he didn't know why. Star giggling while looking absolutely gorgeous in that dress must have made him fall head over heels.

"Oh... wow" Marco whispered.

"What's up, Marco? You seem a little, red?" Star asked innocently.

"I- uhh- well. IT'S HOT OKAY?" Marco blurred out.

"Okay?" Star said as she munched on more nachos.

The two were in silence for a while until Star spoke up.

"I didn't know you could dance, Marco" Star butted in.

"Yeah... I took a few dance classes back when my parents wanted me to be more 'enriched' in our culture. I'm not exactly Cuban, but I did learn Salsa"

"What's salsa? Isn't that the stuff you put on our nachos?" Star asked.

"Well, you're right. But it's also a dance"

"This place keeps on getting weirder" Star muttered under her breath.

"Well yeah. It was kinda fun but I gave up after a while"

"Can you teach me this 'salsa'?" Star asked.

Marco nearly choked on his nacho. He knew full well that the Salsa was a very... romantic genre of dance.

"I- uh," Marco said worriedly.

He couldn't just say no! But it's weird! Argh. This is confusing.

"What? I want to dance like you!" Star complained.

"I suppose I could show you a few techniques..." Marco said dismissively

Oh no! Diaz! What are you doing? You know full well that salsa is a 'dance of passion' as your dance teacher put it.

"Oh, what the hell. Whatever!" Marco said to his conscience.

Star excitedly ran up to her room with Marco close behind.

When they entered, Star stood and waited for Marco to give her some tips.

"Okay. Well you see- Salsa is all about-"

Zzzzzz

Star was already bored. Sure, she wanted to learn this 'Salsa' but she was expecting more dancing and less talk.

"I assume you want an example," Marco said, redder than before.

"Heck yeah! You know me too well Marco!"

Marco walked up to her and took her by surprise by grabbing her by her waist and holding her hand.

"M-Marco! What are you doing?!" Star said embarrassed.