nights we don't remember || starco oneshots

➸ Rewrite The Stars

   "Woah.." Star looked around the practice arena in awe. It looked amazing, the dim lights shone upon everything that was in there. Trapeze Hoops and ropes hung from the ceiling. Canons and platforms stood on the dusty, hard floor. Though it looked a tad old, it was still a beautiful sight. As a matter of fact, it was an old room where everyone used to play back in the olden days of Mewni, it was like a circus. A cold breeze blew past the blonde, causing her to shiver. The Princess was only wearing a tank top tucked into a pair of red shorts, not to mention it was a room with no heat available.

     Star spotted a mirror and dusted it off, she took a step back to view her reflection. She looked just like a trapeze artist, but she didn't even plan it. She always knew how to do trapeze, it was extremely hard to learn but you get the hang of it eventually. Silence continued to fill the air as she put the mirror back into place. "Oo!" She ran as fast as her short legs could take her, she found the ropes to lower the hoop, the one trapeze related thing she could actually pull off without breaking a bone or getting a bruise.

     "Hey... Star." Marco walked into the area. Stars eyes widen as she heard her best friends voice. Oh no, she thought silently. Recently, the two teens have gotten into a small argument. Star didn't approve of the way that Tom and Marco handled the whole kiss situation between them. After defeating Meteora, that's all Tom could talk about with Star. 'Why'd he kiss you?' 'How come you never told me' 'Is Marco a better kisser than me' Blah, blah, blah. It got tiring after a week, granted she did feel bad, she just had to end things with him.

     So that's exactly what she did. Then Tom argued with Marco about it and Marco confronted him saying some pretty private stuff about his and Stars 'friendship' that they promised to keep a secret from everyone, even Ponyhead. When Star found out what Marco had said, she got pretty furious. She didn't go off on him, they just had a huge disagreement and haven't talked since.

     She kept her head down, attempting to untie the rope. Marco stared at the room, he thought the same as Star, it was absolutely gorgeous. A sand bag falling down across the room made him jump, almost falling on Star. He quickly stepped back, afraid of her yelling at him. I deserve this. He spotted the same mirror that Star did. He looked over in it, he looked like an actual prince. He'd just gotten back from a Royal Squire meeting with the other kingdoms. His suit was Red with a gold sash wrapped around his torso. He had on shoulder tassels that matched his sash, Black fancy shoes and pants, completed with a gold belt around his waist. BOOM.

     Another sandbag fell, forcing a scream to escape from his lips. He examined the room once more, it reminded him of the setting from Stars favorite song, Rewrite the Stars. He chuckled, realizing the Irony. His eyes widen as an idea popped into his brain.

     "You know I want you.. it's not a secret I try to hide." He began to blush, every word to this song described the two of them perfectly. "I know you want me, so don't keep saying our hands are tied." Star began to blush as well, how'd Marco know her favorite song? Her hands continued to unravel the rope, listening to his exquisite voice.

     "You claim it's not in the cards, but fate is pulling you miles away and out of reach from me-" Marco suddenly grew more confident, the boy walked up to her and placed a hand on the pole where she was un doing the rope and began to walk around it.. facing her. Unlucky for him, she finally got it undone and began to walk away, carrying the rope with her. He continued to sing to her.

     "But you're here in my heart, so who can stop me if I decide that you're my destiny~~" The boy sighed as Star continued to play Hard to get with him. She swiftly walked over to the next pole, and began to undo the next pair of ropes knotted together. "What if we Rewrite the Stars.. say you were made to be mine." Stars cheeks turned a bright red as Marco placed his hand on her waist, walking in front and towering over her, even though he wasn't much taller. She tightly gripped the rope and continued to stare into his eyes, as did he with the same amount of blush present on his face.