#doom is referred to as thursday here because this was before she started calling herself doomsday!

[the-haunted-office]

PINNED for Doomsday!

GLIMPSES OF THE PAST: a headcanon / prompt collection send PINNED for a scene from my muse's past in which they were stuck somewhere, literally or figuratively

Thursday can't really tell where she is. Not at first. Perhaps not for a long time. There's not much she can tell, actually, if in fact she is telling anything. She knows... something. After all, she can tell that she is telling anything. She can tell that she's somehow there. But she can't tell much else. And that's all there is for a while.

She then becomes aware of some specific things. Like the fact that she's in an enclosed space, and that she can't seem to leave it. She's stuck. Trapped, somehow, even while getting the sense that there's a space outside of where she is. It's difficult for her to tell, but she can tell all the same. Regardless, she knows she can't get to out there, only that she is to be in here.

She can also tell that this place is an office, and that she has been here for a long time. How long, she can't tell, just that it's been... a long time. And that she's alone. It's dark. Quiet. Lonely. She tries to call out, tries to get the attention of anyone who might be there, knocks things over on occasion even though it's difficult. But there is no one. Not a single soul, dead or alive.

There's no energy in here either. Somehow she can sense that that might be important. No other souls. They're all gone. And she can also tell that her soul, whatever it is, is... different. Damaged, somehow. Broken. Something is wrong with it. Wrong with her. She can feel it. It's different from the way it was before. And now she remembers, there was a before. Before being lost in here, when her soul was whole and she was alive.

There's no way out of here. There's no one here, and she is stuck in here, alone, the way she was before, only now this time it's forever. This time it's like this, in this treacherous state. What did she do to deserve this? What god did she anger? Who did she hurt in life to earn this karma?

Is there nothing she can do to escape this- Cycle?

[serrj215]

Please Pass the Tofurky

"I want to be alone"  Raven said those words so often Beast Boy often joked it was her catchphrase.  Raven normally relished solitude. It was a break from the constant emotional noise pollution her abilities picked up. It was a chance to put her mind in order and add new layers of control. Peace, quiet, a fresh stack of books to read, what more could demoness ask for?  Thanksgiving this year meant just that. The tower all to herself. Fate had handed her exactly what she wished for. "Alfred are you sure about this?"  Robin said over his cell phone. "Yes I know it's Thanksgiving but he has never made a big deal about it before." He was pacing back and forth through the empty common room. "Wait he wants to meet her?" he said a touch of panic creeping into his voice. "He's dying isn't he?.....I am not trying to be funny Alfred, this just doesn't sound like him. " Robin just continued pacing as Alfred on the other end tried to help him understand.  After a few minutes  Robin agreed "Okay the leer jet at Sullivan field tomorrow...okay….it's going to be good to see you too."  With that he hung up and stood there, just letting the last few minutes sink in.  He was going home for Thanksgiving and the closest thing he had to a father wanted to meet his girlfriend. "This is so...normal" he said looking back down at his phone. Starfire jumped at the chance to meet Robin's family literally. It was a good thing they were on the roof when Robin told her because she grabbed him and leapt into the air with joy. She was fully prepared to fly them both to Gotham right then and there.  Until Robin told her "Um Star my family already went to the trouble of sending the plane." "Oh I do not wish to be the rude. We will take the plane. Oh this is so wonderful! I feel like I am going to emfnar!" It was a good thing that they did take the plane. Starfire packed so much Robin wasn't sure even she would be able to carry it. She was still gushing  as they left the tower, and probably all the way to Gotham city.  She assured Raven as they were leaving  that when she returned that they would have the "girl talk"  and she would tell her everything in great detail. Cyborg ended up visiting/rescuing the Titans East. He got the call sitting in the driver's seat of the T-Car running another set of performance tests. "Hey Sparky we need a little favor."  Bumblebee said through the car's audio. "We need? or YOU need?"  He said as he was checking the computer's diagnostics. "And you never need little favors, you call me when you need to pull off something nuts." "WE! Volunteered to do a charity Thanksgiving dinner." "That’s nice, you're not getting Grandma Stone's Pumpkin pie recipe" He said flatly. "That says in the family" "Victor Stone, are you proposing?" Cyborg looked up from the readout on the console to the small speaker glad that this was not a video call. He cleared his throat. "Cute Bee. Okay Thanksgiving Dinner, what do you need from me?" There was a long silence making Cyborg think that the call had dropped until Bumblebee said quietly. "To cook it?" Another long silence this time it was Cyborg that had gone quite. "Cyborg you there?" "Let me get this straight" He stared too calmly for what he was just asked. "You volunteered to make the biggest meal of the year, for how many?" "Maaaybe 200." she said quietly "and then expect me to go across the county to cook it for you with two days notice?" "Oh course not, It's just that…" "What!?" he shouted back. "None of us know how to cook! I mean we thought Speedy could but all he knows how to make is chili and hot dogs!"   "You live with these people! How can you not know if any of them can cook?" Cyborg spat out. "What the hell have you been eating all this time!?"   The augment continued. Cyborg spent the next hour explaining what they would need to have when he got there. You had never seen someone be so passionate about explaining the difference between a dutch oven and a slow cooker and insisting he would need both.   Beast Boy was going east as well to see the Doom Patrol. It was a bit abrupt. Raven had found a note he had left on the kitchen table.

Dudes,

The DP asked me to come home.  Will be back Monday. 

Sorry won't be able to share the parade and Tofurky this year.

Beast Boy. 

Raven looked at the hastily scribbled note. She could almost feel the disappointment on it. She knew that Mento didn’t ask for anything, he ordered it. That the only reason that Beast Boy followed was some sense of family loyalty and it being the holiday.  Still a long weekend without video games, puns and stankball. She was going to call that a win. By Thursday morning Raven was in an empty tower. At first it was everything she could have hoped for, the empty common room was perfect for her morning meditation. Cyborg had left the fridge full, so there was no argument what was going to be for breakfast or lunch. She was able to finish the novel she was reading and start the next book in the series. All in the most glorious quite. "It's too quiet" Raven said to herself as night settled in. She didn’t believe her own ears. Sitting on her bed she pushed away the book she was reading. She just re-read the same page for the 4th time.  She pulled her knees up to her chest and wrapped her arms around her legs.  Raven's eyes closed tight she tried to focus on her breathing, trying to slow the a new creeping panic.  She didn’t understand, she had been alone before,  and for much longer, just she had never felt alone here. This was her home this was different, the Tower didn’t feel right without the familiar presence of her friends.  It was cold and alien, like she was in a strangers house. It was a horrible realization that as much as she coveted solitude, there was always the comforting auras of the others nearby, now…she couldn’t help but wonder if this is what it was like to suddenly go blind or deaf. There was something missing and... In her mind there was a sudden flash of bright green.  Raven shot bold upright almost falling off the bed. Before she could process this a small envelope slid under her door and then the sound of rushed footsteps. "Beast Boy?" she said to the empty room.  He was supposed to be across the country, but it was definitely him.  Raven couldn't help it. She was actually glad that someone, even Beast Boy, was in the tower. Raven got up quickly snatching the small square of paper. She opened it and read. Ms. Raven 

Your presence is requested in the ops room for a Thanksgiving dinner.

Formal dress is not required but will not be discouraged. 

Thank you.

Garfield Logan. Raven looked at the invitation. "Garfield Logan?" She asked herself.  It was not often that she heard his real name.  She knew that he didn’t really care for it but looking at it on the paper it wasn’t a bad name.  This wasn't like the scratched out note he left when he left, she could tell he tried to make the letters neat, he even spelled 'presence' correctly. Raven looked back and forth between the note and her door.  Wondering if this was some sort of elaborate prank.  I mean this was Beast Boy.  But curiosity got the better of her, and it led her out the door to the ops room. "What is this?" She asked as she entered. The couch was pushed over to one side.  In its place was a long table set with a white table cloth In the center of the room. There were several covered dishes and a basket of bread, Two place settings in the middle of the table across from each other.  The biggest surprise was Beast Boy himself. He was wearing a white button down shirt, with a black vest and dress pants.  He had even tried to run a comb through that mess of green hair.  He looked up at her from arranging the different dishes. "Happy Thanksgiving." He said softly not sure how she was going to react. "Beast Boy, what are you doing here?" She approached the table. "What about the Doom Patrol?" "I changed my mind."  he said sheepishly and quickly turned his attention to the food. " We got a ton stuff here I hope your hungry."

She could tell he was holding something back. Despite the smile on his face he wouldn’t meet her eyes. Still this was quite a feat to set this all up on his own. The food, his look, setting up the room, then Raven remembered the invitation.    

"Will all this keep for a few moments?" Raven asked, referring to the table.

"Ah Yea." Beast Boy said, slightly confused. Raven quickly left to go back to her room. Leaving Beast Boy to fiddle with the table not sure what was going on.  When she returned she was waring Deep blue sleeveless floor length gown. Her hair was pulled back, and she wore small gold and ruby stud earrings.

"I think this feels more fitting." She said as she came back into the room. "Wow." Beast Boy breathed out his jaw hanging open.   "Don’t get used to it. " She glanced at him "But since you did put in the effort. " "I just didn’t think you had anything in your closet but blue capes." Beast boy said unable to take his eyes off of her. It was Raven. The dark blue the way the dress flowed like her cloak even in the red accent of the earrings, it was still her but she was breathtaking.   "Starfire found this for me, under the mistaken impression that there will be a ball sometime soon."

Shall we eat?" "Ah,..Yes..ya" He said, pulling out the chair for her. They were both seated.  

"So where do you want to start?"  Beast Boy reaching for a one of the casserole lids.  

"How about with the truth?" She said folding her hands together. "Beast Boy what are you doing here?"

"Eating sweet potatoes?" a stiff smile on his face.

"Empath. Beast Boy I know there is something your holding back"

Beast Boy sat there looking at her chewing on his bottom lip. His eyes met hers again.  

"You sure that we can't just eat green beans and not talk about this?"

Raven just sat there and stared at him. She knew that her patience would win out over his impetuous nature. They sat there looking at each other for a few moments. Or for 26 years depending on the perspective.

"The house was empty."  Beast Boy whispered.  

He picked up his fork needing to do something with his hands. "The mission comes first." The words came out practiced. As if he had said that phrase a thousand times before. "I got to the Manor and no one was there. The place was dark, I found a note on the door. It said I was late. Something came up in the Andes. "

"Beast Boy I-"

"No, you know what's really funny, I thought it was a joke, like a surprise party or something so I went in anyway and ran over the whole house calling them, checking every room.  They were gone the jet was gone. " A the moment she could see him trying to hold back the tears. "But the best part, the fridge was empty! No Turkey defrosting for the big day, no potatoes,  just some bread a peanut butter in the pantry."

"So you came back here."

"I made a sandwich first, but yea." He wiped his eye with the back of his hand. "Thanksgiving is supposed to be about family and I wanted to be with family, they knew that and used that to get me to come home, and put me to work." his eyes fell to the empty dinner plate in front of him. "I am sorry Beast-" her voice froze for a moment. "I am sorry Garfield."  

This snapped his attention back to her. He had gone years without hearing his real name.  He remembered hating it, but in her voice, it was different.  

"Rae, I am the one that should be sorry. I mean I know you were probably loving having the tower to yourself. I half expected you to see all of this, ask me to stay quiet and go back to your room."  

"Too much of anything, even quiet and solitude is not a good thing." I guess I have gotten used to this place, the people in it." She looked up at him. "I missed my family. Thank you for coming home."

The blood rushed up into Beast Boys face. This was like a dream, she looked amazing, and she was here with him, alone.

"Well we have food. Oh! there is a replay of the Parade on Tv we can watch, or we co-"

Raven reached across the table and put her hand on top of his. "We could just talk some more?" She said.

The both stared at each other until for a moment. "Yea okay…I would like that."  His voice shook a bit. Raven puller her hand away, he Immediately missed it.  

"Where is the tofurky?" she as she cautiously started to take the lids off the dishes.

"Avoid the brown one on the end."

"Thank you."  

They ate, and talked, and talked some more. It was one of those conversations that took on a life of its own.  It was early Friday morning before they gotten up from the table and he walked Raven back to her room.  

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So its July, how about a Thanksgiving story? This was in the draft pile asked my wife to pick on and this is what she picked.  Besides some Fall would be welcome with this 100+ degree heat.  

[mrevaunit42]

Friendship Thursday

Hello everyone, Mr.E here with loads of duct tape and glue. So how about that finale?: and for those who haven’t seen it. I’m here for you. Anyway I finally managed to fight off busy life and sickness and finish this prompt from @wholesome-week Yes....i know...trust me I knoooow how late i am but I was working on it all month as it gave me a surprising amount of trouble. but even if it was prompt, i decided to make it really fluff. I actually rewrote a small part of it to up the fluffiness because i’ve seen the fandom’s reaction. So here’s some notes before we begin

First, there are 3 parts to this. the first part is self explanatory though does have some spoilers from the SVTFOE deep trouble comic number 2. The second part is canon Star vs before the blood moon ball. this mean someone is singing, this means someone else is singing  and this is the pair together and the 3rd part to this is a prequel but you’ll know what i mean when you get there. That’s it for me. have an amazing week, i should have more stories up because I owe birthday gifts and stay sane! We are here for you. bye for now!

A long time ago, in a kingdom called Mewni.

“Come on! It'll be fun Moon!”

Moon rolled her eyes, white gloved hands clasped firmly together. She was wearing her customary bell shaped dress of varying shades of pink, an outfit she was told under no circumstance she was to get dirty. A rule River Johansen clearly did not understand.

“River” Moon's face was set in stony indifference “I can't see how spending the day in the Forest of Certain Doom could be.....fun.”

River scoffed cheerfully “You're the princess of Mewni. Where's your sense of adventure?”

“You are a Johansen” Moon shot back “Where is your sense of self preservation?”

“I think you answered your own question princess.”

Moon blinked, unable to believe that River Johansen of all people had outsmarted her.

“Come on Moon” River pleaded, lip trembling, his sky blue eyes wide and tearing up “I just want to hang out with you. You've been pretty distance since.....you know”  

Moon shifted uncomfortably at the subtle reference to their former friend Dirt.

True while Dirt might've been a little pushy in his false affection towards Moon and far too cruel and indifference towards River, Moon still couldn't believe he was an assassin set to end the Butterfly line and take the wand.

Moon wasn't shaken by the fact Dirt pretended to be a friend. Her mother warned her of such things.

No it was the fact that she allowed him to get so close. So close that she would've never suspected he would try to kill her.

She needed to keep her distance from people, from allowing anyone to get that close again. She was the future of the Butterfly dynasty and her safety was paramount.

“And what” Moon asked after a moment a silence “is the reason we're going to the Forest? I mean it is what...Thursday?”

“Exactly!” River beamed cheerfully “Friendship Thursday!”

Moon raised an eyebrow

“Well....” River paused “my family has something called Family Thursday. It's when we get together and you know, hang out. Just reaffirm our bonds. I figured if it works so well for them, why not...you know....us?”

“I...”

“Come on Moon” River pouted “You need to get out. You've been locked up in that castle for the last week and I get it, everyone's on edge because you almost died but that's no excuse to stop living. It's just one day and you can kick my butt if anything happens.”

“River....” Moon began but the look of desperation River was giving her was enough to crumble her resolve.

“Fine” Moon relented “Only for a few hours okay?”

“Awesome” Moon felt herself smiling despite her attempts to remain composed, River's goofy, carefree smile infectious.

Moon regretted her decision at once.

The Forest of Certain Doom was seasonally humid, uncomfortably so during this time of year and despite the forest canopy and the shade it brought, it was the air that was causing the most suffering and dressed in stuffy, poorly ventilated royal outfits did not help the matter any.

“River” Moon tried to keep the annoyance out of her voice “I know I agreed to come outdoors into the...umm forest....but...”

There was a loud snarl and a sudden rustling that filled the air. Without warning, a large monstrous purple gator pushed through the brush, jaws lunging and snapping at anything within sight.

Moon rolled her eyes, lazily drawing her wand and taking aim at the ferocious beast.

River grinned happily to himself, muscles flexed as he prepared to tackle this new and amazing creature when a large rainbow sailed directly into the gator's waiting maw.

The eyes budged out for a moment as the gator reared back, its comically tiny legs flailing everywhere while it gagged and coughed, trying to loosen the refracted light clogging its throat.

River grimaced as Moon strolled pass, one hand loosely on her wand, the other rubbing her temple tiredly.

“River, I know you mean well” Moon sighed “but I don't need to be out here. I really should go back. I have princess things to do...and practicing with my wand and stuff....”

“wait! WAIT! We're here!” River gestured to the clearing around them, the gator still thrashing wildly behind him.

Moon glanced about, unimpressed by River's grand surprise: There was a log, there was the wild sky gator currently choking on her spell and some bushes. Overall nothing special for the Forest of Certain Doom. Well scratch that, the fact they were able to stand in this clearing without something attacking for a grand total of 20 seconds was special. A personal record but not worth the journey.

River kept his smile plastered on even as Moon gave him a deadpanned stare that screamed “I am not liking this. At all.” he could feel beads of sweats run down his neck, the heat not helping while he tried to keep his composure.

This wasn't working? WHY WASN'T IT WORKING?! He counted the right amount steps, he followed the pieces of tatter clothing he left behind the last few times he ventured into the forest. He was certain Moon was going to love the surprise but so far it seemed his grand plan was a total failure. Again.

Moon sighed as she began to walk back towards Mewni. She was unsure why she agreed to humor him. This was a waste of time and while she knew his intention were pure, she really was in no mood for this misadventure.

“Wait this isn't it....” Moon stopped in her tracks as she heard River rustle about, the foliage nearly drowning out his grunts of effort.

“River?” Moon questioned while she turned back, her curiosity far outweighing her irritation.

“There we go! TA DA!”

Moon was greeted with the familiar sight of a dirt covered, stained River, arms outstretched in a hopefully gesture, splitting an obstructing bush down the middle.

Behind the viking prince was beautiful pond. Its surface was calm and still despite the chaos that surrounded it this deep in the forest. The water was a crystal clear blue that sparkled as bright as the stars that hung overhead at night. Moon could hear the echoing of rushing water far in the distance that was soothing and put the young princess at ease.

“Do you like it?” River asked eagerly, his bright blue eyes wide with expectation.

Moon found her lips curving into a smile, her eyes softening at the natural beauty that lay before.

“I...”

Crack.

Moon and River shared a confused stare. Their gaze fell on the still struggling gator who was clutching at its throat dramatically.

Crack.

Moon looked back to River and River stared back at Moon.

Snap.

“Whoa!” River managed to get out before disappearing out of view, the sounds of crunching leaves, branches and dirt harmonizing with River's elated screams.

“River!” Moon cried out but before she could take a single step, there was a splash and a joyful burst of laughter.

Moon gripped the helm of her dress carefully, making her way down the previously unseen hill, concern still biting at her despite the lack of any real danger.

When Moon finally reached the bottom, there was River, laughing without restrain, his smile wide and gleaming as several multi-colored fish flopped about: Leaping over his head, skimming the surface of the pond as they playfully nudged the soaked teen with their heads.

Maybe it was the stress of the past few weeks. Maybe it was how absolutely ridiculous River looked just sitting there in the pond, making no effort to get out and instead deciding to play with the various fish that now surrounded him. Maybe it was just how carefree he seemed. Not a single worry. No crushing weight of the kingdom overhead. No fear about the future of the Butterfly.

Just a viking and his fish.

And despite her best effort, she started to snicker, something she wasn't used to and soon she started giggling which bleed naturally into snorting wildly as she desperately tried to hold it in but failed to do so.

“Wow....” River's daze voice broke her out of her fitful chuckling “You got a cute snort.”

Moon could feel her cheeks redden against her will, her gloved hand instinctively flying to her mouth and blocking River's view of her.  

“I like it.”

Moon stared dumbfounded at the viking who just sat there, same goofy smile he held the whole time.

River wasn't really complex....but that wasn't a bad thing.

Moon made her way to the edge of the water and crouched low though still careful not to dirty her dress.

“So...” Moon muttered softly with a small smile “Friendship Thursday huh? I like it.”

River couldn't contain his grin and neither could Moon.

Present day, Earth

“Friendship Thursday?” Marco questioned as he made his way over to the waiting magical princess who was currently trying to launch into space by using his couch as a launch pad “Is this a Mewni thing?”

“No no noooo” Star shook her head energetically “It's a Butterfly thing! A great and hallowed time honored tradition dating back...umm...blah blah blah years. Now come on!”

Marco yelped while Star pulled him closer, grabbing his arm tightly and dragging him into the seat next to her.

“Star!” Marco scolded, gently placing the nachos on the table “You need to be more careful, you almost made me drop the nachos.”

Marco cooed at his nachos but Star paid it no mind. She was far more interested in what Marco had plan for their first ever Friendship Thursday!

“Soooo Marco!” Star anxiously pawed at his arm “What are we doing? What we doing? Watching the magic box? OOOOOOH playing in the magic box! WHAT ARE WE DOING MARCO?! MAGIC PUPPET SHOW!?”

“haha calm down Star. I figured if this is our first Friendship Thursday, we can start off simple. Just me and you watching a movie. Sound good?”

“Magic puppet show!” Star cheered, raising her arms happily in the air

Marco rolled his eyes “Yes Star, magic puppet show.”

“YAY!” Star beamed, sky blue eyes twinkling with a joy that could not be matched.

Marco chuckled, still unable to believe someone as cute Star existed.

“What are we watching?” Star asked impatiently, still pawing at Marco's arm like some sort of playful cat.

“Well I figured you liked How to Train Your dragons so much....”

“ooooo!” Star cut in, blue eyes bright and sparkling “ THE GIANT FLYING LIZARDS? We're watching it again? Yes!”

Marco chuckled “No Star, we're watching part 2.”

Star gasped dramatically, her lips curled into an O while she clutched at her face with both hands “There's a 2?! YAY!”

Marco shook his head, reaching for the control before taking his seat, Star giving one final bounce before dropping onto the couch without warning.

“You know I'm still surprised Earth has vikings” Star said nonchalantly

“Oh yeah” Marco nodded, a past memory flashing into his head “Your dad's a viking right?”

“mhm!” Star gave a cheerful nod “I mean he is royalty but 100% a viking.”

“Neat” Marco murmured as the opening title sequence pulled up on the television.

Marco crept towards the living room quietly, trying his hardest not to disturb Star's enjoyment of the movie. He needed to sneak away for a moment to use the little bad boy's room though he doubt Star noticed. She was far too engrossed in the new cute lizards, Hictrid and the general good time that came with watching the sequel to her favorite Earth movie.

Honestly, it was a little too quiet for Marco's taste given Star's natural explosive nature. When he left, she was gasping at the news Hiccup's mother was in fact still alive. He could hear the cheers and tearful moments while confined in the tiny space but now, making his way back to his seat in the front of row of the theater, there was nothing.

Marco paused, his ears perking at something that hadn't been there before.

There was a low, melodic hum that filled the air. A soft, gentle flute-like tone that sung softly, hitting every pitch perfectly despite its volume.

Marco leaned forward as the muted pitter patter of feet joined in, a bouncy yet ever so quiet.

Marco peeked around the corner quietly and his brown eyes widen at the sight that lay before.

It was Star, no longer confined to the couch but behind it, her long sunshiney blonde hair  swaying back and forth as she glided across the floor, humming with the quietest hushed tone Marco had ever heard her use.

Her eyes were closed, dancing with an invisible partner.

Marco gazed on with wonder as Star moved back and forth with a previously unknown grace. Each movement was precise, effortless and smooth as any classically trained dancer Marco had ever seen.

Marco took a step forward as Star began to sing, slow and softly, her airy voice joining in with Stoik's thick, gravelly singing

“I'll swim and sail on savage seas” Star whispered, bowing to some unseen partner “With ne'er a fear of drowning”

Marco continued on, completely awestruck by Star's hidden talent.

Star was lost in her own world, eyes still shut and blind to the world around her as she outstretched her hand, her tone clear and strong despite how gentle “And gladly ride the waves of life......If you would marry me”

“I didn't know you knew how to dance.”

Star's eyes snapped open, her grace and charm vanishing into thin air as she whirled her arms uncontrollably, teetering on the edge of falling face first onto the ground

“WHOA!” she cried out as her body began its free fall.

“Star!”

Star flinched, body tensed for the anticipation of pain but was confused a moment later when no such thing befell her.

Star cracked open eye, her sky blue orb darting about while she pieced together what happened.

Marco held her by the waist, holding on tight with both arms as Star hung haphazardly, her body bent an angle with a leg high in the air.

Star turned one way only to find herself staring at the polished, clean tile of the Diaz household. Star turned the other way and was greeted with a relieved Marco, a small smile dancing on his lips.

“Hi Marco!” Star beamed, returning her best friend's grin “Thanks for catching me though you really shouldn't sneak up on people. It's rude.”

Marco pulled Star to her feet, his face sheepish and embarrassed “Sorry” he scratched the back of his head helpfully “I thought I heard something and I come out here to see you dancing and singing.”

“Oh....psst, no worries” Star waved off Marco's comment, desperately trying to hide her reddening cheeks “I couldn't resist! You didn't tell me Earth had the same songs as Mewni!”

“Huh? What are you...?”

“Duh” Star rolled her eyes, gesturing to the movie “For the dancing and the dreaming? That's the song my dad used to sing to my mom.”

“Whoa, really? I didn't know that.”

“Really? So cool.”

“Who knew Earth and Mewni had so much in common.” Marco smiled cheerfully.

“My dearest one, my darling dear”

“Marco” Star whispered, her smile shifting from happy to mischievous

“Your mighty words astound me”

“Umm, Star?”

“YOU interrupted my dance.”

“umm....” Marco took a step back as Star took one forward, closing the gap between them.

“But I've no need for mighty deeds”

“That means you need to dance with me....”

“Star! I...”

“When I feel your arms around me”

“Marco” Star said with a tone of finality, gripping his hand with her own as she guided the other to her waist “This is happening.”

Marco gulped, opting to nod in defeat. the song sped up at once, its joyful and lively beat overtaking the best friends.

“But I would bring you rings of gold, I'd even sing you poetry.”

Marco let out a happy laugh as Star spun him around, twisting and turning while shooting him the cutest smirk.

“And I would keep you from all harm, If you would stay beside me”

Marco's hand slipped from Star's waist while the other gripped her hand tightly to prevent her from flying away from him.

“I have no use for rings of gold, I care not for your poetry”

Marco planted his foot firmly, coming to a complete stop as Star was still caught in a dizzying spin.

“I only want your hand to hold!”

with flick of his waist, Star was sent into a twirl, her blonde hair trailing after her as she expertly pivoted on the balls of her feet.

“I only want you near me”

Star's grin could be barely contained on her face as Marco caught her, his hands in her hers while her hair flowed over her shoulder.

“To love and kiss to sweetly hold, For the dancing and the dreaming”

The pair's joyous laughter filled the empty room as they swayed and bounce to and fro, their movements perfect and synced

“Through all life's sorrows and delights, I'll keep your laugh inside me”

“Star! STAR!” Marco cried out between his fits of laughing “WE NEED TO STOP!”

“Nah uh safe kid!” Stat teased with a wink “the song's not over yet!”

“I'll swim and sail on savage seas, With ne'er a fear of drowning”

It was Star's turn, grabbing onto Marco's hand and launching them into a reckless spin, their giggles and chuckling overlapping in a harmonious melody without a care in the world.

“I'd gladly ride the waves so white, if you will marry me!”

Marco fell free of Star and the shift in weight caused the duo to sink to the floor, laughing all the while as they slid across the smooth surface

“Haha, man that was fun!” Marco shouted

“I didn't know you can dance Marco!” Star gushed as she jumped to her feet.

“haha a little” Marco chuckled, lifting himself off the ground and wiping away any dust and dirt that may have ended up on his clothes.

“That was not a little.” Star scolded with a playful edge while the best friends made their way back to their seat.

“Haha well I'm not telling you” Marco stuck out his tongue as they settled back onto the couch, cozily nestling against each other while film went on.

“Psst fine.” Star said with a shrug “I bet you're terrible waltzing”

“haha maybe if you're good, you'll find out”

“aww, tell me Marco! Tell me tell me tell me!”

20 years in the future.

“Hi Mr. and Mrs. Diaz-Butterfly” Connor called out as he made his way into the household, waving cheerfully towards the older couple relaxing on the couch without a care in the world.

“Hi Connor” Marco replied respectfully.

“CONNIE! HIIIIII!” Star answered with an excited wave.

Connor chuckled nervously.

“What are you doing here?” Marco questioned in a mock suspicious tone.

Connor opened his mouth

“He's here for Friendship Thursday daddy.”

Connor turned and glanced up the stairs, Nova waving at him eagerly as she made her way towards him.

She was wearing her adorable bluish pink sleep dress, her long brown hair freed from their usual twin tails and sprayed wildly all over her back. Her devil horns now two cute, soft looking cat ears.

“You really weren't kidding when you said it was pajama day....” Connor muttered

Nova looked unimpressed at the sight of Connor in his white shirt and brown khakis “and you really brought your street clothes? Four eyes I told you pjs! These are not pjs.”

“First of all” Connor countered as he reached for his bag “I thought you were lying”

“Me, lie? Never!”

“Second” Connor went on “I brought it. It's in my bag. Let me go change.”

“Okay four eyes, you know where the bathroom is. I'll set up the movie.”

“You'll set up the movie?” Marco questioned with a raised eyebrow while Connor disappeared out of sight.

Nova coughed, making her way to the blanket covered floor surround her parents and the couch “Well, I mean you already have the movie in the player right?”

“Riiiight.”

“So there's no need for me to do it. I wouldn't want to ruin your hard work.”

“You know” Marco muttered to himself, his eyes glancing upward thoughtfully “I'm thinking we should watch a different movie....”

“no!” Nova cried out “I mean you love this movie so why change it?”

“I don't know” Star added in helpfully “I'm kinda changed my mind.....you know, maybe it is a good idea if we watch something else.”

“Guys!” Nova couldn't keep the helpless whine out of her voice.

Marco and Star burst into laughter “haha we're kidding, we're kidding.”

“yeah Novy, they always joke like that” Sol's cute voice called from upstairs, his tiny pitter pattering echoing softly throughout the home.

“Mijo” Rafael scolded as he and Angie came out of the kitchen “don't tease Nova like that.”

Nova beamed in appreciation “Thank you grandpa!”

“You make fun of her when her novio is here.”

Nova paled at her grandpa's words “Grandpa, Connor no es mi novio.”

“I say, are we talking about Nova's boyfriend again?” River called out as he and Moon strolled out of the mystical portal that appeared in the middle of the household.

Nova's only response was a groan of irritation and defeat.

“Don't worry sweetie” Moon offered gently, holding onto her granddaughter's shoulder reassuringly “I'm sure they're just getting it out of their system.”

Nova's response was a deadpanned stare.

“Besides” Angie added in helpfully “we're not trying to rush you, we're in no hurry to be great grandparents.”

Nova eyerolled as Moon and Angie shared a high five with Star, the trio of women smiling bright at the expense of the youngest female Butterfly.

Connor came out of the bathroom, freshly changed and facing the entire Diaz-Butterfly clan though he had expected that.

“hi everyone” Connor greeted

Various types of greetings were returned as Connor made his way to his seat.

“I say Connor” River called out to the approaching inventor “Why haven't you found a girlfriend?”

Nova facepalmed herself, hand completely covering her eyes in embarrassment.

“Well....” Connor shifted awkwardly under the family's gaze “I'm pretty busy right now. Between inventing, school and keeping your granddaughter out of trouble, I don't know if I have time for the girlfriend. Plus I always smell like sweat and oil...”

“No you don't” Nova muttered lightly under her breath

“I don't think any girl wants to deal with that....”

River narrowed his eyes “You'd be surprised my dear boy.”

Connor chuckled anxiously, sitting next to Nova with a questioning stare.

Nova shrugged as the living room lights dimmed, Star twirling her wand with reckless abandon.

“WAAAAIT!” Sol cried out, lunging into Connor and Nova's lap.

“SOL!” Nova snarled but Sol was already curling in between the best friends, sending his older sister a playful smirk.

Nova sighed in content as the title sequence played, leaning against Connor's shoulder in the near darkness of the room

Everyone noticed.