Star vs The Forces of Evil: Unforgettable Getaway

Chapter 13: Role Reversal

Day 8

Today was going to prove to be quite an interesting one. Per their "gentleman's agreement," Marco was to be in charge of the day, meaning he got to pick what they did. Admittedly, while he wasn't entirely on board with that idea, he wanted to placate his struggling girlfriend & help her on her path to recovery, and he believed pacifying her like this would help.

As the "frontrunner" of this day, so to speak, Star tasked herself with cooking Marco breakfast. Once again, she went the pancake route, though this time, she succeeded in cooking the chocolate chips into the pancake batter. Huzzah! Success! Once she finished, she brought a table into the bedroom and set the plate of pancakes down on his side before climbing into bed with him again and embracing him. It didn't matter to her that she'd have to wait to show off her good work: she was just happy to be with him. She was happy to be with someone that did all they could to make her feel loved every single chance that they got.

Eventually he began to stir around, slowly becoming more aware of his surroundings. She took notice of this and pecked his forehead with a kiss, embracing him tighter. "Star?"

She smiled upon hearing his voice. "Morning sleepy head."

He immediately returned the hug, no hesitation. "You really like hugs."

"I do. They're so warm & comforting."

"Nothing wrong with that." His eyes took his vision to the edge of the bed to see the tray of food waiting for him. "Is that for me?"

She nodded furiously. "And I even cooked the chocolate chips in right this time."

"Ooh, did you?" She got off of him and allowed him to sit up so he could get a better view. He took the fork, dug into the pancake, and took a bite out of it. His eyes lit up like a diamond. "You sure did! Wow! Way to go, Star!"

"I did it!" She shouted victoriously. "The Day of Marco is off to a great start!" He couldn't help but laugh. Here she was beaming like she'd never smiled before, proud of herself for doing something as simple as cooking breakfast. It was honestly beautiful. But not nearly as beautiful as she looked in that narwhal dress she was wearing. "What?" She noticed him staring intently at her, which snapped him back to reality.

"OH, uh, nothing. It's...that dress." He smiled warmly. "That's the dress you wore when we kissed in that shed. When we...we finally got together."

Star didn't even realize the implications of her dress. It was just another outfit to her. The fact that he held such fond memories of her wearing it only made it more special. "You're...you're right."

"I-I really like how it looks on you. You look gorgeous in that dress."

Her face was bright red. "Marco..."

"You look gorgeous in everything but...t-that dress is a little extra special to me."

She couldn't help herself. She lunged at him & planted her lips on his. Luckily he swallowed his pancake before she kissed him. "Marco you are such a sweetheart."

"I try." She wrapped her arms around him as he took more bites of his breakfast. He couldn't help but notice the increased affection from her. Clingy much? "You really like hugs."

"Yeah I'm sorry about that. It's nice having a best friend that likes to hug you as much as you like to hug them."

"I feel that." He put his fork down momentarily & returned her hug. "I love you, Star."

"I love you too." He returned to eating his food while she clasped her hands together in anticipation. "Okay! So what do you want to do today? You're running the show today, Marco! Your wish is my command!"