Marco's Favorite Star ➵ A Collection Of Starco One Shots

One Shot #16: What Is This 'Cold' You Speak Of? [Part One]

Star's P.O.V.

I woke up to a very unpleasant feeling, my head pounding as my eyes felt sore. My body was hot and cold at the same time, and I felt like I was about to barf. I dragged my body out of bed to look at my reflection, which was very unattractive at the moment. My blonde hair looked like a lion's mane but ten times messier, and under my eyes were bags. My cheeks were unnaturally flushed a bright pink, my heart imprints a shade darker than usual. I grimaced, not happy with the way I looked at the moment. My nose felt stuffy, and my body felt heavy. Just what is this? I've never experienced this on Mewni before..
"Time to get ready for the day," I mumbled, grabbing a brush, about to try taming my monstrous frizz of hair. The tangles were next to impossible to fix, and by the time I was finished, my condition didn't seem to be the slightest bit better, in fact, I felt worse. A sudden tickly and sticky feeling hit my throat, as I let out a rough cough. Then, that same feeling went to my nose as I sneezed. The pounding on my head didn't help. I rubbed my sore eyes, sighing. "Maybe I just need to get some fresh air or eat breakfast.. Yeah, that'll help me get better from whatever this is," I thought aloud, grinning. I went down the stairs, waving at the two Diaz's, Mr. Diaz probably out.
"Whoa, Star, you okay? You look terrible." Marco stated, looking at me head to toe.
"Gee, thanks, Captain Obvious," I said with a giggle, before sneezing. Mrs. Diaz looked at me worriedly, and I couldn't understand why. "Mijo, do you have a cold?" She asked me out of pure concern. A cold? Is this what humans call this terrible feeling? "I actually don't know, Mrs. Diaz.." I murmured. Marco put his hand on my forehead, and I only hope he didn't notice my blush go darker. He immediately withdrew, shaking his hand. "Sheesh, you're steaming! Stay right there, I'll tell Mom." He told me before rushing to the kitchen. A few moments later, Marco was carrying a tray of soup, as Mrs. Diaz checked her purse. "Kids, I'm going out to buy some medicine for you Star. In the meantime, Marco will take care of you. Ciao!" She waved at us before going.
Leaving me and Marco. Alone. In the house. I tried to dismiss the thought. I suddenly started coughing and wheezing, the pounding on my head coming back to throttle me with full-force. "C'mon, Star, go to bed, I'm going to bring some things to make you feel better," Marco said, urging me to go ahead. I nodded, running up the stairs. What could possibly happen?

A/N: Sorry im late! LadyNoir oneshot collection is quite a handful, and writers block decided to hit! Yay! (please note the sarcasm) Anyway, writing this before going to school, A.K.A. Hell. Wish moi luck!