A World Without You

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Echo Creek, 11:45 pm

Marco doesn't know what to do.

The party had ended shortly after his best friend disappeared into a portal to who knows where. All his friends didn't know what to say, even Jackie Lynn Thomas, his girlfriend, so they just left without saying a word, probably too overwhelmed to even comfort him. The rest of the people just escorted themselves out after the huge scene. His parents were worse. His dad burst into tears for the Mewman Princess and ran up to their room, his wife quickly followed him to comfort him with shining tears in her eyes.

It's been 2 hours since Star Butterfly, his best friend in the whole wide universe left for Mewni. It's been 2 hours since Marco Diaz had sunk into a chair at his kitchen, staring at the now cold oatmeal that had been staring back at him.

2 hours since Star said goodbye. 2 hours since I lost my "Mess Up Twin", probably forever.

Marco's train of thought stopped.

"Mess Up Twin.... " Marco said softly, "I never thought I'd actually use that word, considering how much I hated the term ever since Star blurbed it out." A weak giggle escaped his mouth before it turned into a pack of heartbreaking sobs.

This is all my fault....

If only I had been faster, then maybe Star would still be here.

Maybe I wouldn't be sitting here. Maybe I would have been there with her, by her side. Maybe... Maybe...

A soft nudge at his arm brought the Latino-American Teenager back to reality. The soft tune of a song on the radio only made his heart break even more. Barko Diaz sat at the island, his big black adorable eyes, his pink tongue sticking out of its mouth, drool slipping out, and his cute fluffy beige tail wagged happily as he stared at his master.

At the sight of the laser puppy, a picture of the bright, smiling Mewni Princess appeared at his mind. Of how happy and energetic she was when she made the cute puppies. Marco remembered that day, the first day of when Star came to Earth. He remembered how annoyed and frustrated he was when he learned that Star was staying at his home.

But that all changed when Ludo and his henchmen came to Earth and fought with them. He remembered how cool and awesome they both were, fighting side by side.

A soft smile played on his lips at the memory. Oh, how he missed those days. Tears burned his eyes as sadness and pain struck his heart. Another sob slipped out as more and more tears fell.

Marco laid his head on his oatmeal, not caring if he gets any on his face. Seeing how dejected his master was, Barko Diaz did a few tricks for him, rolling over, standing in his little beige paws, but it seemed nothing could cheer up the young teen.

"Barko Diaz, we should be sad." Marco commanded the animal, his voice full of sadness and despair. "Act sad, Barko Diaz!"

But the little dog didn't listen, instead it climbed on top of the radio and stared at Marco with his bright shining eyes. Marco would have hugged and cooed over the puppy if he wasn't feeling so miserable. The little puppy barked at his owner.

"No! We can't!", Marco suddenly said, as if he really understood what the laser puppy said, "Star is coming back. We can't put down the decorations, okay? It's a no, Barko Diaz. She'll come back... She has to...." The last statement felt like it was a plea rather than an answer.

The youngest member of the Diaz family signed sadly. The young boy just increased the volume of the sad tune playing out on the radio and buried his head in his arms. More and more tears fell down his face, his heart breaking more from the sorrowful tune. He felt the wet and sticky feeling of oatmeal on his face, yet he paid no heed to it.