Tom's P.O.V
I am typing away on my laptop trying to buy the last two Mackie Hand tickets. Today I can finally graduate anger management but first I have to spend three hours alone with the person I hate the most. Honestly, I hate Marco the most for separating Star and me. I know that if I just asked Marco to hang out he would say no. So I have been fallowing him around learning about him. When I found out he liked Mackie Hand and then heard about the tickets I knew it was the perfect chance. I buy the last two tickets and smirk in triumph and decide to reward myself with a snow cone. Then I teleport to Marco.
"What's up?" I ask after my flames die down. I see Marco sitting on the floor looking surprised.
"Tom?" Both Star and Marco ask confused.
"What are you doing here?" Star questions.
"Actually, I was wondering if we could hang out?" I ask nervously. I eye Marco while he stands and brushes off his clothes. He seems unfazed by my question.
"Ugh! No, no, no. A million times no!" Star answers. I am a little confused until I figure out Star thinks I am talking to her.
"Tck, not with you, Star. I meant with Marco." I tell Star.
"Huh? Uh no? " Marco says, He sounds unsure and answers with a question then an actual answer. I feel a little hurt at his answer and I feel something else deep inside that I can not explain.
"Oh. Okay then. Guess I'll just find somebody else to go with to the Mackie Hand movie marathon," I tell him while waving around the two tickets I just bought.
"Wha-huh?! What?! Wait, you're a fan of Mackie Hand?!" Marco asks obviously not believing me.
"I'm a super fan!" I exclaim with fake excitement.
"Why do you want to go with me?" Marco asks. He is still doubting me.
"I really thought we connected that one time! Over ping-pong?" I tell him. It is not a complete lie.
"You kidnapped me!" Marco points out.
"Look, I know I've been a little aggro in the past, and I'm sorry. I promise not to get mad this time," I promise. Marco then turns around and pushes Star away. I can see that they are talking but I am not sure what. I am sure it has to do with me. After a minute I interrupt them.
" Well, the marathon is all the way on the other side of town, so are you coming or not?" I ask. waving the tickets for emphasis. I see Marco have another internal battle before leading me outside and walks towards my carriage. I open the door for Marco and watch his reaction as he looks inside.
"Wow!" He exclaims in astonishment.
"Let me just give you a tour," I tell Marco as he climbs into the carriage.
"Giddy up, skeleton horse! " I shout to the skeleton horse as I shut the door behind me.
"So here it is," I say as we stand in the center of the carriage.
"We got six flat-screen TV's, a photo booth, karaoke machine..." I start to name off things in here before Macro interrupts me.
"Is that a white tiger?" HE asks pointing to the white tiger sitting on the chair.
" And up here is the lounge," I say while leading Marco to a red chair with my arm behind his lower back. I can see his face turn a little red.
"Here, have a seat on the throne," I tell Marco pointing towards the chair.
"Are you comfortable? Can I get you anything? Some cereal perhaps?" I ask feeling a little nervous. Then I use my powers to give Marco some cereal. I knew that I had to be nice to last three hours with Marco, but not this nice. Why am I?
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Tomco one shots
FanfictionA book with one shots about Tom and Marco's relationship. We honestly used to be hardcore Starco shippers, but after the episode Friendenemiemies we have been shipping Tomco. We actually sing Too Little too Late all through the grocery store. We wil...