Hello! This is my first attempt at a fanfic. I've had some ideas for my own story about SVTFOE floating around and just wanted to put them down somewhere. The latest episode that just premeired, Lava Lake Beach, actually fit pretty well into my ideas, so I wrote this starting chapter which takes place a few days or so after that episode. This is just my own plot for SVTFOE's story, not how I actually think it will go down. Enjoy!


"This is awful."

Marco repeatedly twirls the dimensional scissors over in his hands. Sitting on his bed, staring blankly at the wall, he's thinking over the events of the past few days and trying to sort his feelings.

"I guess Tad was right. I am really good at making myself miserable." He thinks, recalling what Tad had said...

'You have dimensional scissors! You could be knocking back soda pops, and crushing pizzas in any dimension! And you're choosing to live with your unavailable crush? When it comes to making yourself miserable, you are the master, bro.'

"Why am I here? What's keeping me here? Star doesn't need protecting or help now. I don't feel good at all being here... Why am I still here?" Marco looks down at his scissors. "I could go... This will only hurt me more. And eventually hurt Star."

"Star would be furious if I just left. Besides, where would I go? Quit being a crybaby. I put Star through the same exact thing."

The thought didn't help Marco feel any less pained.

"If that's the only reason I can come up with to stay..."

"I... I should... go..." he says quietly.

"Go where?"

Marco jumped up immediately at the second voice, looking up at his door to see Star peeking in. He hadn't heard he door open at all.

"Wha- no- nowhere!" Marco stutters out. "Did you need something?"

"Marco?" Star looks at him with slight worry on her face. "Are you okay? You didn't hear me open the door and you've been staring down for a bit. What's in your hand?" Star moves a bit closer and Marco hurriedly places the scissors on the bed just behind him.

"It's nothing, Star." Marco says as he smiles at her. "I was just thinking about what to do today."

Star looks at him intently, clearly not buying that reason and still walking toward him to see what he's hiding behind him. Just as she opens her mouth to respond, Tom appears at the door and peeks in. "Hey, Star, I found the movie we were looking for. It was under your bed, I thought you said you looked there!" He teases.

As Star turns around to talk to Tom, Marco slides the scissors under his pillow to keep them hidden. Star wasn't dumb, if she saw the scissors she would put that together with what she'd heard Marco say and be very worried. "Best not make her worry over my problems. Which, of course, includes not mentioning my feelings."

The movement behind Star's back had not gone unnoticed by Tom, however, and Tom gives the pillow a quick glance, then glances at Marco, before looking back at Star.

"I did look! I swear I did!" Star exclaims.

"Maybe we need to get your eyes checked." Tom teases again as he hands her the movie. "Take this and head upstairs while I go grab some snacks."

"Oh, Marco, I was going to invite you before..." Star frowns, remembering that she still hadn't seen what Marco had. To her surprise, when Marco stood up, there was nothing behind him or in his hands. "Uh... Never mind... anyway, you wanna join?" She smiles at him brightly.

Just as Marco is about to accept the invite on instinct, his mind flashes back to Tom and Star kissing on the beach. "I... don't really feel up to a movie right now."

Star tilts her head with a looks at him with a confused and somewhat doubtful face. "Man, she's not as oblivious as she used to be." Marco thinks to himself. "Or I'm just too easy to read right now... which is much more likely." Marco wasn't ever very great at hiding his feelings. His old crush on Jackie was pretty much public knowledge to everyone before they had been together.

"You, Marco Diaz, don't want to watch a movie? Who are you and what have you done with my best friend?" Star jokes lightly and Marco recognizes this as her method of giving him a second chance to accept the offer and avoid having an awkward moment with Tom there.

But he just couldn't bring himself to take it.

"Sorry Star, I just haven't been feeling well." As she opened her mouth to reply, Marco added, "Don't let me stop you from having fun! I'm just going to go to rest and I should feel better." Marco gave the most genuine smile he could manage, and it did seem to quell Star enough to leave.

But she still gave a look that said she didn't believe him and they were going to talk about this later. "Okay, Marco. Rest well, and please feel better."

She walked out of Marco's room as Marco went to his bed and lay on his back, looking over at the door. "Could you close the door, Tom?"

Tom remains silent for a few seconds, then utters a quick "Yeah." and shuts the door behind him.

Marco lays his head down, moving a hand under the pillow he's laying on and grabbing the scissors. "I can't hide my feelings. This is going to hurt her. I'm going to hurt her the moment she catches on. I don't think she knows just yet, but she knows something's up. I can't do this. I can't hide this."

Marco becomes lost in the battle going on in his mind for only a few seconds or so before...

~skrtch~

Marco bolts upright at the sound of the door being opened. Star is standing there with a frown and discontent written all over her face. "Marco." she says sternly. "What is wrong?"

"Man, I cant lie to her, and I can't tell her what's wrong." Marco sits up on the bed and tries to come up with some sort of excuse as Star notices what's in his hand.

"What's he doing with the dimensional scissors?" Star ponders over this for roughly 5 seconds before linking that with what Marco had said earlier.

"Marco!" She yells, eyes wide and a stunned look on her face. "You were thinking about leaving!?"

"I- I..." Marco couldn't think of any reply to defend himself that she would believe and that wouldn't give away his feelings.

"Marco..." she says softly, walking over to him and sitting on the bed next to him. "Just tell me what's wrong..."

Marco looks down and to the left, away from Star. "It's nothing."

"It's not nothing if you were going to leave!" Star exclaims loudly. "Marco, this isn't okay. You need to tell me what's on your mind. I can't help you if you don't tell me what's wrong."

"I can't."

"Why."

"I just can't."

"Marco, I-"

"Just leave it, Star."

"Wha- No! I just-"

"Star, it's-"

"Tell me what's wrong."

"No."

"Tell me what's wrong!"

"No! I ca-"

"That wasn't a request, Marco!" She yells very angrily. "Tell me what's wrong! Right. Now!"

Marco could feel the well of feelings building up inside him, the need to tell her, to tell her how he felt and how hurt he was every time he saw her with Tom. The need to cry and throw something and scream and break everything in reach."

"I can't keep it in like this, I'm about to let it all out. I'm about to seriously hurt my best friend, and her relationship. I have to leave."

"Now."

Marco stands up and walks a few paces away from Star.

"Marco!" Star's voice was a mix of concern and anger. Her eyes go wide as Marco uses the scissors and opens a portal in front of him. A strange portal that was a mix of white and black that she'd never seen, that she has no idea where it leads to.

"No! No no no no no!"

She stands and screams at the top of her lungs, "MARCO DÍAZ DON'T YOU DARE!"

Marco looks down and turns his head toward her, looking at her out of the corner of his eyes.

Red eyes. Tears. Eyes filled with a sadness she'd never seen from Marco. Star recoils and falls down on the bed, surprised to see Marco crying, who she'd almost never seen cry.

"M-Marco... please... I just want to help..." Star says quietly, tears forming in her eyes. "Don't... don't go... please... I can help... whatever it is, I can... We can fix anything... We're best friends..."

Marco turns away and uses every bit of will he has to force himself forward. "Sorry..." he says quietly as he enters the portal.

"No, no!" Star bolts towards the portal which closes just moments before she can reach it. "Marco no! NO!" Star falls to her hands and knees, crying and screaming as loud as she could.

"No no no, Marco, please come back. No no no this can't happen. Marco, why why no please..."

"NONONO!"

*Meanwhile...*

Tom stands at the table in the kitchen looking down, staring though he wooden tabletop, lost in thought.

"Of course he has feelings for her. Why did I expect different?"

Tom grits his teeth and closes his eyes, trying very hard to control his anger.

"It doesn't matter that she didn't realize it now his feelings now, she will eventually. It's fate. They were destined to be together since the Blood Moon Ball. I knew this."

"Then why am I trying to be with her?" His more sensible side asks himself.

"... So that I can enjoy being with her... before she's taken from me..." Tom calms down and pictures Star with that big smile she wears so often. He smiles and shakes his head. "Because... who wouldn't want to see that smile as much as possible? Even knowing it's temporary, I still... I still want to enjoy the time I can with her... times where I can call her mine..."

Tom moves to grab snacks and drinks for the movie with Star. "I already decided to do this, knowing it would end, knowing it wasn't to be, but it still makes me happy right now."

"And when Star decides to leave? Just let her go. Her happiness comes first."

"Of course, it's easy to say when you aren't in that position yet. Once it happens, I'm sure I won't feel the same way... I'll probably be just like Marco..." Tom thinks of Marco sliding whatever object he had been trying to hide from Star under the pillow earlier. "At least he is trying to keep it secret. I'll give the human points for that. He isn't trying to force me out and hurt her in the process. There's no need to hurt Star over it... Over something, inevitable. We really are alike, masking pain to keep Star happy..."

Tom sighs as he walks up the stairs to Star's room, where she's brought a TV in to watch the movie.

"... you dare!"

Tom swears he hears screaming as he walks up the stairs. Surely loud enough for half the castle to hear. He reaches the top of one flight of stairs and sees the next flight of stairs up to Star's room at the end of the hall, with Marco's room on the right several rooms down, right before the stairs. As he was about half way to the second set of stairs and about to pass Marco's room, he hears Star's voice, loud and clear this time.

"No, no!... Marco, no! NO!"

Tom starts running toward Marco's room. When he arrives seconds later, he only sees Star on the ground, screaming, crying, clutching her head.

"Star! Star!?" Tom immediately kneels down and wraps his arms around her, pulling her head up to a kneeling position. "What's wrong?" He looks around the room. "Where's Marco?"

Star struggles to say anything through the crying, only manage to choke out, "Gone."

Tom takes another look around the room. Marco is nowhere to be seen. Tom wanted to ask more questions, but Star clearly couldn't answer any right now. He held on to her and did his best to calm her down, as he heard footsteps running toward the room.

"Her parents, most likely. Those screams were loud..." Tom thinks.

"We'll find him, Star. He couldn't have gone far." Tom reassures her. Of course, he didn't know Marco had left using the dimensional scissor. He had no idea that Marco could literally be anywhere right now. He was only trying to comfort Star.

Star, however, knowing the situation, did not find this promise comforting, and only cried harder.

King and Queen Butterfly arrive and are shocked and confused, looking in horror at Star wailing helplessly.

They would eventually calm her down enough to get the story out. They checked at his home, his school, even at Hekapoo's. Anywhere that Marco had been before. But there was no trace of Marco Díaz.


Poof. Marco Díaz is gone. More to come. Feel free to review! Thanks for reading!