Interdimensional Trip?
POV MARCO
I didn't leave my room for the next two days. I was scared, no one to turn too. If I went back home our parents would get in a fight, some how me convincing an angel wants to kill me seems like a pretty futile points to be made. Anyways Star and I haven't spoken, surprisingly Moon was right about not telling Star her plan. I probably wouldn't believe Star is she said the same about my parents.
River would be on Moon's side, Tom wouldn't believe me, Pony is a horrible person, everyone would be a bad option.
I'm all alone.
My stomach clenches itself and I groan in pain. I haven't eaten in a few days, I'm too scared to leave my room. It's midnight, only twelve hours to live. I curl up, my last day was all alone. I look up to see Moon's dimensional scissors still on my dresser, bouncing off the subtitle moon light peeking through the small skylight. Getting up, and grab them and go to cut into a different dimension, but I can't. It's no fun to go dimension hopping by yourself. Sighing, I muster all the courage i have and leave my room. Then like I'm on auto pilot and walk straight to Star's room. And then I knock softly.
POV STAR
I wake up to a soft knocking and my door slowly being open. I look up, expecting to see my parents standing there. I was wrong.
"Go away!" I snap at Marco.
"Wanna go dimension hopping?" He says cheerfully.
"Ha you really are insane?" I say as I shove my face into my pillow.
"How so?" Marco laughs a little. "I just want to go dimension hopping with you, it's lonely by myself!"
"What don't you understand about I HATE YOU!" I scream as I stand up and throw a pillow at him. He allows it to hit him and he takes a few steps back.
"Listen I'm really sorry. I... I don't have a good reason for doing what I did, none you would understand anyways. Let me make it up to you please!"
"Why should I trust you!?" I shout. What was with him anyways? He was acting like by doing this he has nothing to loose, like its his last day ever. Oh God please tell me he's not gonna try to kill himself!?
"You can pick where we go." He tosses something to me and I catch it, watching it reflect in the light beaming from the well-lit white hallway. I study the scissors he had thrown to me, they had a nice light-blue gem in the middle and the part that you hold had things almost like wings beaming off of them.
"Well?" He smiles. I stare at him, why is he acting so weird!? "I did apologize right?"
"These are my mom's."
"Yeah I guess she never took them back." He smiles.
I grip them, tightly, anger still flooding through me. "WEL YOU CAN TAKE THEM BACK TO HER!" I scream as I launch the scissors back at him. He jumps out of the way, they land inanimate on the floor, not even a slight skid against the soft carpeting.
Marco looks at he, a tear coming from his eye. "I... Understand. I guess it was a long shot, you being mad at me makes sense. I'm despicable."
"If you are looking for an argument with that statement you're not gonna get one."
"Well." He smiles, some tears still slipping through his eyes. "I hope one day you can forgive me."
I scoff, "In your dreams."
Him and his fake good heartedness go to leave. "I guess this is good bye!"
"Yeah and it's taking entirely to long."
"It's fun to know you."
"Why the hell are you talking like you are going to die for God sake I'll see you tomorrow!"
"Right." Marco says doubtfully. "Tomorrow can't come soon enough."
"Quit the philosophy and just leave!"
"Right." He nods and closes the door, leaving me in the dark.
"What was that all about!?" I wonder out loud. "He was acting stranger than usual." I fall onto my bed and fall asleep, my clock flashing 12:00.
Huh... Must have broken it.
POV MARCO
I wake up bright and early and walk down the stairs with pride. Moon crosses my path and slips me a sly smile. I return with my tongue sticking out and my hands fanned out to my head like a moose. She is taken back and I flip her off, confusing her more.
"That's right." I think as I slide into the kitchen. "You can't touch me for another four hours or so." Star walks in and flash her a smile, which she returns with a disgusted look.
"What is with you?" She snaps in a hushed tone.
"I don't follow."
"Why are you all happy and optimistic today?"
"Well that's who I am right? Better crank it up to max, never know when your personality might be slipped away."
"You're the devil."
"I'll take that as a compliment." I grab an apple from the counter and bite into it, still being sorta gross but honestly YOLO. I stroll through the house, checking every little nook and cranny, studying all the art and little architectural wonders in the columns that hold up the main hall. Noon rang to me fast, and I was still smiling. Knowing you'll never do it again makes you want to do it again.
The giant clock stopped ringing as a stared at an old picture Star must have drawn when she was younger. It was her flying through the air with golden wings over a pink town. She hasn't changed a bit. I feel someone's long bony fingers land on my shoulder and I jump back, slamming into the opposite wall. I look up to see Moon smiling, I wanted to return that favor but that horrible angry feeling filled me again and I couldn't.
"So is Star a perfect angel?" Moon questions.
"She is from my perspective." I respond with a smirk.
"Ha ha ha." She family laughs. "You really are an evil demon at heart."
"No an evil demon would have made you the perfect daughter." I point out. "I've decided I am just demon."
"What a revelation." She sarcastically interrupts.
"Biology doesn't lie. Even if you act like a sneaking witch, you're still an angel."
"That I am." She hold out her hand. "Are you going to run?"
"We made a deal, everyone knows it's impossible to back out of deal with the devil."
She smirks and light shoots from her hands. A truck rams into my stomach and something slices at my head and I smash against the wall then crash to the floor.
Then everything went black.
POV STAR
Marco's words haunted me.
"Better crank it up to max, never know when your personality might be slipped away." What was he expecting his to be taken from him soon? Why was he so happy to be himself? Marco was never that happy, no matter how hard he tried he doesn't care if he acts like a demon or an angel. Why were you acting like that, and why was I being so mean to you!? Surly you had a good reason, for being both mean to me than happy today. What is going on with you!?
"It's Marco not joining us?" My mom asks as she sits down for dinner.
"I guess not." I mumble.
"Everything all right dear?" She asks me, putting her hand on mine. They felt warm, like she had used her magic recently.
"Yeah, but did you find Marco's behavior weird today?"
"He seemed like himself." My dad shrugs.
"That's what I'm worried about." I think. Usually his personalities change in an instant but he was constant. What is going on!?
"You sure you're okay?" My mom repeats.
"Yeah Imma go check on him." I push out of my seat and run away, not listening to either of my parents cried. I march right up the stairs and kick his door open.
But it's all empty.
"What the... MARCO!?" I scream, racing around the room. I see a note in his bed, messy handwriting scribbled across the page in what I hope is red-ink.
łF YoU EVER ₩AŃT tØ SËĘ THÉ ßØŸ AŁIVĘ AgÄĮNN ¢ŌMĖ PÅY a VÏ$IT TÖ MŸ CAsTŁE
CØMEE AłONE!!
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I scream.
"Star what is it!?" My mom shouts up as she joins me in my room.
"Marco." I shakily show her the note. "He's been captured."
YEP SO GOING WAY OFF SHOW HERE
THIS SHOULD BE FUN! CANT WAIT TO BREAK ALL YOUR SPIRIT
MWHAHAHAHA
MWAHAHA
MWAHHA
*begins to choke and cough uncontrollably*
SORRY
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