💜【Ｐｕｒｐｌｅ Ｃｕｒｓｅ － Ｓｔａｒｃｏ】💜

Only Solution...

"Star!" Marco called.

Janna slid past the crowd and gave Brittany a strong uppercut. Ouch. Jackie now had to intervene. She and another girl tried to pull Janna and Brittany away.

And Marco... Marco felt sick. He had to find Star, quick. He tried to bolt it home but-

WHAM! He ran right into this big beefy looking kid named Lars.

"Your friend just hit my girlfriend, punk!" He said menacingly as he cracked his knuckles.

Ugh. Marco didn't have time for this.

"Out of my way! I have to get to-!"

The kid pushed Marco onto his back. Marco got up and dusted himself off.

"Back away, before I have to use force..." Marco warned.

"Try me..." the beefy kid bellowed.

Marco sighed and whammed the side of his foot into the kid's side. He hunched easy. Then he gave him a strong punch to the stomach. No holds barred. He didn't care that his sensei taught him to be peaceful, this was an emergency! Marco gave the kid a final blow to the face with a punch making him fall over, and ran in pursuit of Star Butterfly.

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Star slammed her door closed, tears dripping down her face. She quickly ran to her drawer and got the scissors. She had to make herself normal again... by any means necessary. She grabbed a razor and cut into her arm. It seems that her normal white skin was underneath the purple... this was perfect... she could fix this issue once and for all and Marco and the others could see her as normal again...

...

Marco got to the house. God, he really didn't want Star to do anything to herself... his worry was immense. He was worried she might try and... no... he got that thought out of his head and tried to open the door.

Locked. LOCKED!? NOW!?

Marco sighed.

"Sorry, Mom. Sorry Dad..." he panted.

CRACK! One powerful kick went into the door.

CRRRRACK! In went another. The door was on its last hinges, also damaged with a large hole!

CRA-BAM! Marco had kicked down the door to his house.

"STAR!? STAR!?" He called in desperation.

He could hear... muffled sobs... God no...

"STAR!?" He called again.

He rushed up the stairs. The bathroom door was locked. He ran up to it and barged right though it. Oh... oh...

Star was looking in the mirror. Her wings, clipped and jagged. Her arms, covered him scrapes of white where her old skin was showing through, blonde hair dye washed into her hair, a contact lens on one eye and even some red spots of blood where she'd cut too deep into herself. Her antennae were on the floor, snipped off. Marco's face went pale as his eyes went up to Star's...

"S-star...?" He asked weakly

It broke her heart. The voice crack. The teary eyes. The weakness in the seemingly strong boy's voice.

"M-Marco..." Star replied, as weak as he.

Marco ran to her and hugged her tightly, being careful not to touch her arms where there was red blotches.

"Oh... Star... why?" He said emotionally.

Star broke down into sobs as she cried on his shoulder.

"I-I wanted to b-be pretty for you a-again!" She sobbed loudly.

"Star... y-you're so pretty, Star. So so pretty... why... why would you think you're not...?" Marco cried softly.

"B-Brittany-"

"Brittany can go fuck herself..." Marco spat with venom at her mere name.

Star gasped. She'd never heard Marco swear before. Especially with such malice in his voice.

"B-but she was right! I-I'm a monster! S-some kind of purple freak!" Star wept.

"Star..."

Marco pulled away from the hug and tucked a strand of blonde and purple hair behind her ear.

"S-Star... you're the most beautiful, pretty, and amazing girl I've ever met. You make me feel so happy every time I see you even remotely pleased with anything... You made my boring life fun again. You made me happy and no other girl, or any human for that matter can claim that. You're amazing Star and even when you're down... and this curse is eating away at your esteem... you manage to overcome. You manage to smile... you manage to make others smile... even when you're not okay... and that is the most gorgeous trait of them all..." Marco said with genuine love.

Star went purple. Deep deep purple. Marco... had made her feel so warm... and... loved...

Suddenly, he was doing the unexpected. Something he'd only done in her dreams.

He was leaning in...

He was getting closer to her lips...

Marco grabbed her chin, his warm breath mingling with hers.

"Y-you're gorgeous, Star..." he panted.

Then, he just outright did it.

He kissed her.

On the lips...

Star's lips were... amazing. Perfectly dry and perfectly moist. Perfectly plump and perfectly thin. Perfectly smooth and perfectly rough. She was... beyond perfect... like a goddess of some kind to Marco's own eyes...

Marco finally pulled away, and reality settled back in.

"M-Marco...?"

"S-Star..."

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