Another Butterfly

Chapter 10: Last Night

Okay, I'm not really myself today, readers, so you might read some confusing phrases like, "soft pillow on your pillow (supposed to be 'head')."

Yep. That literally happened.

So watch out. XD

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Flashback

"Marco, these are really the best." You commented as you took another nacho.

Marco bit a piece, also switching the channels of the TV. "You really think so? Are you just being sarcastic, or..." he trailed off.

"Of course not," you replied. "Why would I be sarcastic?"

He shrugged. "Nothing." Marco took another handful of nachos, dipped in melted cheese. He looked at you. "Since we're not really doing anything and the TV's got nothing to show up... would you mind telling me more about yourself?"

"Okay," you smiled."Well of course, I'm Star's twin sister, but I'm actually older."

"Really?"

You laughed. "Yep. By five minute."

"Woah," Marco breathed. "Isn't that a bit impossible? I mean, you're twins but you came out before Star."

You nodded. "I know. Mewni's weirdness, I guess."

You and Marco chuckled, but continued anyways. You told him everything about yourself as you remembered every single memory you experienced in Mewni. Before Star, you were also taught martial arts by your assigned guardian. You and the king of Mewni had been into monstrous fights before and sometimes... a scolding from Mom when you're back home.

When you turned 13½, the queen of Mewni adressed a couple of kingdoms to have their princes court you in order to have a new royalty to rule. But you disagreed. Who in their rightful minds would force someone to marry strangers? Someone to rule the kingdom? Psh, your grandma and grandpa died atleast 450 years of age. Mom and Dad are just 200! Damn indeed.

"That's about it," you finished as you turned to him. "What about you, Marco?"

"Well, my class used to call me 'the safe kid', until now actually."

"The 'safe kid'? Why?"

Marco sighed. "I just wore a helmet on the school shower..." he lowered his head.

You suddenly burst out laughing, clutching his shoulder.

"---B-BUT THAT WAS ONE TIME, Y/N! ONE TIME!"

You continued to laugh, wiping off your tears every now and then. Marco sighed, but he smiled at you.

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You shift in your position. It's comfy, but it's definitely not your cartoon-themed bed. You kick your legs and feel the smooth hard arm of the couch you're actually sleeping in. You immediately feel the cool air of a Saturday morning.

You touch the comfy blanket that was draped on you, and the soft pillow under your head. You finally open your heavy eyes.

When you do, you were greeted by familiar wide blue ones. Your eyes wide awake.

"Star?"

She's grinning widely and her eyes are full of sparkles.

"Is... there something on, m-my face?" You gently touch your left cheek. "Star---"
"EEK! Y/N! OMYGOSH YOU TWO!" She spins around. You sit up with your elbow and stare at your twin. You stay confused. "What, you don't remember?!"

"... no."

Star groans. "Oh, yeah. You don't remember anything when you sleep too late or sleep deprived."

"You know it," you laugh before ditching the blankets and walk to the bathroom.

"But seriously!" She follows you and grab your shoulders from behind. "You don't remember?"

You shake your head as you grab the nearest hairbrush and comb it through your -(color) hair. "What happened last night anyway?"

Star grins again, jumping up and down along with your grasped shoulders. "Oh, I will tell you, sister!"

Flashback

Star jumped awake, her hair was all over. Her face was just recently been playing by a hybrid of a mouse and a hamster. A mouster.

"Dang it," Star muttered. "I need a drink. Mr. Mouster, you disturbed me."

Her feet glided across her bedroom floor quietly, as her half-lidded eyes guided the way towards the kitchen. She turned the kitchen's light on.

After getting a cup, Star heard giggling and laughing. She peeked by the corner and her eyes instantly widened with excitement.

Marco's arm placed on head of the couch, just centimeters away from your shoulders. You were laughing at a joke he just told you. You gently put a piece of your hair behind the ear as you continued to chuckle.

He placed his head over his face. "You know what, let's just finish this with a lame romcom."

"Romcom?"

"Yeah, romantic comedy movies," Marco replied. "They're like love stories but with humor."

You nodded. "Oh."

10 scenes later, Marco suddenly snickered. As you heard his rich laughter, you shuffled. "Hm?"

"Nothing," he answered. "I'm just watching you sleep--- I mean, I'm still watching!"

"Oh, okay." You replied back. "Too cold." You mumbled as you instinctively hugged Marco's middle. He blushed all of a sudden, taken back by your action. He tried to watch the movie, but can't help to look at the figure hugging him for warmth. "Goodnight, Marco." You breathed out.

You stopped brushing your teeth to look at Star incrediblously. "That was last night?"

"Yes!" She exclaims, squealing around the batbroom. You huff and continue. "Isn't that romantiiiic~?"

You don't answer. Instead, you furrow your eyebrows at the pinkish color in your cheeks.

"Aw, you're blushing!"

You groan. "Can you step out for a minute? I'm taking a quick shower."

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After that, you change your regular attire into sweaters, you know, the anti-cold clothes.

You go down the stairs to see Marco wearing an apron. You're the first to come down since the Diaz parents are still asleep, and Star is getting ready.

You clear your throat. Marco notices your presence as he turns around.

"Hm? Oh... hey, Y/N."

You wave back. "Uh... hey! Marco."

"Breakfast?" He asks.

You nod. "Sure. Thanks,"

The two of you started to eat, Star quietly squealing at the background.

"You look amazing," Marco suddenly notes.

You snap out of reality. "Uh, thank you."

Marco stared at your details. The light coming from the TV shined your face. He pushed the strand of hair away, continued to look at your beauty. He sighed. "Goodnight, Y/N."

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KimmiePines~