Marco vs the forces of Life

22. Pie

"I'm afraid your rooms aren't quite ready yet. Things have been a bit hectic around here."

"Ha-ha-ha! Don't worry about it. I'm just happy to sleep in a real bed for once." I say laying down on the bottom bunk. I felt my muscles relax for a while.

"I'm glad you're okay with it Marco." I gave her a smile.

"Thanks, Eclipsa." I sit up. I walk her.

"But Eclipsa is th-" I hear noise at the beds. I turn seeing Star on the top bunk.

"Oh! Would you look at that? My old spying spell! Back to work already, Star?"

"Yup. May as well start quadruple-checking all the places."

"That's... very thorough of you. But don't work yourself too hard. You need some time to rest."

"Ugh! This is pointless!" Star jumps off bunk bed, runs off. "Star, wait!"

"It's okay Eclipsa. We should let her." I sighed. I actually feel bad for Star. Unlike her I do know where my parents are at. I frowned looking at the ground.

"Marco why don't you come with me. Maybe you could use a breather." I nod following her. She goes to the table that has clothes and starts folding it. I decided to help her a bit. We folded in silence. I'm worried about her. We were on the last bit when she told me she can do the rest. I didn't argue. I rested my elbows on the table. I watch her fold the last couple of clothes. She was folding the last one which was a towel. It had her cheek marks on them.

"I'm worried about Star. If she can't even find Moon with the All-Seeing Eye, well, it's not a good sign."

"But she was in a dimension of pure magic! I mean, maybe there's some kind of interference or something?" I suggested.

"That doesn't really change how my spell works, Marco. I'm afraid someone will have to have a very difficult conversation with Star." I sighed as she handed me the towels.

"I know. There's just never a good time." I hear footsteps. I turn seeing Star pass by the door.

"Now might be a good time." I look down at the towels I place them on the table.

"Okay...." Eclipsa places a hand on my shoulder.

"You'll be fine sweetie." I look at her softly. She places a hand on my face and I didn't mind it. It was like it was familiar. I close my eyes feeling relaxed. I peek my eyes open seeing Eclipsa smiling at me softly, but I think realization hit us. We stood still for a second. Eclipsa kept her smile as she took her hand away. I was actually a bit sad she did.

"You should be off now. It is quite getting late."

"O yea." I walk to the door. I turn to her.

"Good night Eclipsa."

"Good night Marco." I walk off. I grab my bag pulling out my Pj's and get changed. I walk to the door. I see Star looking at something. She was focused on it. I take a deep breath. I know on the door frame. She looks at me.

"Hey. Could we, uh... chat?" I walk to the bunk beds.

"Yeah, sure, what's up?" I hop onto her bunk bed and sit next to her.

"So... how is... you? I mean... I mean, how is you are doing?"

"Ugh, you are so bad at small talk. Just get to it."

"Okay, okay. It's just... we've searched everywhere in the kingdom for your mom, but we never seem to get any closer to finding her. Have you ever worried that maybe there's a... a tiny chance that... we might never find her?"

"Nope. We'll find her. I know it."

"But how can you possibly know that?"

"Because I have this." She hands me a photo.

"A picture of us that says, Beach Day?" I was confused.

"Look closely, Marco. When exactly did we go to that beach?"

"What is this?" I look more closely.

"It's a gift from Father Time. It's from the future.

"What?!" I was shock.

"Father Time gave it to me, and I keep it with me because sometimes I need a reminder—" Wait a second.

"Oh, my gosh, this was on our fridge! How long have you had this thing?! That's, like, so many levels of time paradox!"

"Just listen, okay?! I don't know how, but someday soon, we're gonna have this awesome beach day, and there's no way I'd be this happy if we never found my mom." I realize she was right. I know Star and she would be happy if her Mom was found.

"Huh. Well... I'm not keen on paradoxes, but you do look pretty happy in that photo. Still a paradox, though. Let's get some rest. The sooner we find your mom, the sooner we get to go to the beach." I flop down on my bed. The bottom bunk. I felt good. I kicked her bed mattress above me with my feet.

"Good night." I tell her.

"Night night, Marco." She turns off bed lamp. "Good night, future Star." I felt my stomach growl a bit. I still haven't eaten. I pull out the hidden pie. I start unwrapping it. It looks good. I was about till eat it until I hear a gasp.

"You bought one of their pies?!" She falls out of bed. "Aah!"

"Star! I'm tired of corn, okay? Don't judge me."

"Those pies are garbage, so, yes, I will judge you." I take a bit.

"Mm! Mmm! Star, you should try this. It's actually pretty good!"

"Yeah, who am I kidding? I'm not above garbage." I give the pie to her. I continue chewing the piece I bit.

"Marco!" She suddenly punches me in the gut, causing me to spit out the piece of pie I was chewing. That hurt.

"Over, under, around, and through! Grab the little Mewni rabbit, pull him through!"

"What are you doing?"

"The crust! It's just how my mom makes it! She made them all the time when I was a little girl!"

"So, do you think... ?

"Yes." She turns the pie over. The bottom of the pie tin reads BAKED FRESH ON PIE ISLAND. "My mom made these pies."