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The pink dress adorned, it captured an unimaginable beauty. She looked beautiful, she knew it. The dance was intense. Star remembered well. On the red moon, Marco shone magnificently in his clothes.
"You look magnificent, Marco.” Star had said. He didn't answer her back, but simply outlined a sincere smile on his lips.
That memory had never been forgotten. Although their relationship and feelings had taken different directions, there was one thing Star was absolutely sure of, and she knew it wasn't because of the curse of the bloody moon. She loved him. Her gaze closed, and she took a deep breath. How long did she want to hide her feelings?
"STAR, we have to talk!"
Marco's sudden entry into the room, made her startle.
"Marco Diaz, the doors are there to be knocked on!" she fought back. One of her hands was placed on her panting chest.
"Sorry, Star. But I need to talk...WOW, how cute!” She raised a confused eyebrow to the sudden change in her friend's attitude.
"That dress." His eyes were glowing, and his mouth didn't want to close. In addition, again the gasping feeling of breathing, the rapid heartbeat among the other symptoms, took over his body. He inhaled hard, trying to calm himself down and focusing his attention on what he had gone there to do first. "Listen, Star. There's something you need to know."
"I'm all ears."
Marco closed the door behind him and approached her, stretching the bowl he was carrying. Star looked at the cereal inside and made an ugly face because of the disgust.
"Don't make that disgusting face. It's weird, I agree, but I think it's extremely cute."
"Marco, what's wrong with you?"
"That's what I don't know. Ever since we danced under the bloody moon, there are things that are beyond my logical reasoning."
"What do you mean?" Star crossed her arms. She already had an idea of what it was going to be, but she preferred to act unnoticed and wait for Marco to tell her.
"One of them is this bowl. When you removed the last piece so that mine would not be alone, I thought it was extremely cute. Then other symptoms like the heart squeezing, the sudden sweat, my insides getting weird...I don't know about you, but this is driving me crazy, Star."
"It's called the Curse of the Blood Moon." Tom had entered the room at that moment. The two of them stared at him. The confusion was evident in Marco's expression and on Star, she disguised it, but she already knew what was coming.
"Can you speak English, please?" said Marco.
"My intention at that dance was that, under the bloody moon, my soul and that of the Star would unite in one and a love between the two would emerge and nothing nor ANYONE would ever separate us." Tom roared at the word 'nobody' looking furiously at Marco who looked at him with some fear. "Yet..." the little demon went astray and sat by the bedside. "...you came along and started dancing with the Star. Under the bloody moon, your souls were united in one." He shrugged his shoulders. "That's why you feel it all."
"How does the spell fall apart?" Begging, Marco knelt before Tom.
"There's no way to undo the spell." He folded his arms and turned his face away.
"No, no. There must be a way. I won't be able to stay 'linked' to Star for the rest of my life. You feel the same as me, too, right?" Marco turned to his friend and, with a forced smile, she nodded her head positively. Returning attention to Tom again, he spoke. "Remember something. There has to be..."
Meanwhile, the tears insisted on raising themselves in the little girl's blue eyes. With all her strength, she tried to push them away, but without first a tear flowing down her cheek, impossible to contain. At that moment, Marco stopped talking and his eyes opened in amazement. Through the coat of arms that Tom had on his jacket, he could see the image of Star and the...Tears?
"Okay, okay, okay. I think my grandfather's library has something about how to break the curse." He took a deep breath and stood up from the bed, flushing Marco away, "Let's go to my house and see if we can find something.”
"Oh, yes, let's go." the excitement of breaking the curse he had, died when he saw that scene. Turning to her who kept the same forced smile, he said, "Shall we?
"Yes, Marco.” And they both left the room.
The library was really huge. The ‘wows’ were constant whispers that broke the silence of the place. How many stories about Tom's family would be there? Or about the experience and coexistence of the monsters? Marco had thought, fascinated by what those books might contain.
"It will be a research in so much." Tom murmured, "Should we start?"
"Ah, yes!" Star spoke, deviating to one of the shelves.
Marco also strayed and started searching. A very thick black cover book caught his attention. Crouching down a little so that he could take it from the bookcase, with the book in his hands, he opened it. The first pages contained some not so relevant information. Passing page by page, he stopped when the title caught his attention.
How to break the curse of the bloody moon
Two souls dancing on the bloody moon are connected. The feelings are united in one and neither soul cannot fall in love with another person. To break this curse, it is necessary for the two souls to go to the green crystal that is in the deepest suburbs of Mewni. The dance will have to be recreated once again. The two souls must, at that very moment, wish that the curse be broken.
In a sigh, Marco closed the book and returned it to the bookcase. Doubts began to arise. Until a few moments ago, what he wanted the most, was to break that damn thing, but after what his eyes saw, he was in doubt. Was it really the curse of the bloody moon that kept him like this? Were all those feelings because of that ridiculous thing?
"Marco?" to his name call, the little boy got scared. Tom had approached him. "Did you find anything?"
"Star, we need to go." Ignoring him, Marco walked away and approached the girl. She looked at him confused, and she was going to talk to him, but she didn't have time, because Diaz interrupted her words: "Tom, is there any way that we can get to the deepest suburbs of Mewni?”
"Huh..." an arched eyebrow, was the answer. Marco turned his eyes.
"Do you know of any means of transportation that could take us to where the crystal or stone is?"
"Ah, the crystal. Yes, I do."
Without further ado, Tom approached his friends. Two more steps forward and he pulled a chandelier for himself. From the ground, the fire appeared. Soon after, an elevator.
"This will do?" stretching out his hand, he stared at the two friends shocked by the sudden appearance of the object.
"Perfect" answered Marco, when he came out of the trance.
Taking Star's hand, he led her into the elevator. Tom followed later. The door closed, and they began to descend. The elevator did not take more than ten minutes to reach the floor on which they were going. But during that time, that gave Star some time to ponder. She knew that her feelings for Marco were genuine. There was no doubt about it. She also didn't want Marco to like her because of a curse. Only, was he going to be the same person? That kiss they had shared in the photo booth didn't mean anything to him at all? Was it a reaction warned by the curse? Star was a happy girl, always smiling and strong. But at that very moment, her heart hurt. She would lose the love of her life to someone else. Not that this was no longer a possibility, but now it was a reality that would happen under her eyes.
The elevator door opened, revealing a piece of stone floor, a wooden bridge that would cross to the other bank and a river of lava that calmly flowed under the bridge.
"We have no choice but to cross the bridge, right?" Marco spoke. Just the idea of having a river of lava beneath it gave him the creeps. Beyond the unstable bridge.
"Yeah. From my grandfather's information, after crossing the bridge we will find the crystal."
Swallowing dry, he was the first. The sooner he crossed the bridge and his feet felt firm ground, the better. Tom followed later and Star at the end.
It was now. It was now that I would lose Marco's love. If ever he really existed.
A sigh of relief filled the sound of the place. A laugh and a pat on the back, had made Marco arch his eyebrows upset. Away from that, was Star. Her blue crystal eyes met the floating green crystal above a well adorned small pillar. Taking a deep breath, she began to advance.
"Star?" the two friends said in uni sound.
"It's time, Marco Diaz, for us to break this curse and be free at last." Her forced smile reappeared on her face. Stretching a hand at Marco, he smiled back at her and grabbed her hand.
The two of them climbed the small steps and approached the crystal, facing each other, keeping their hands together and facing the green stone.
"Oh, there's one thing you have to know first." Attention from both of them caught on to Tom. "You will forget the day you fell in love. That day will be erased from your memories...forever."
If it was already difficult to be there, now it has become worse when she hears that. Star wanted to run away and tell Marco that she didn't want to forget that memory that was so precious to her and the feelings she had for his friend, but...she would be being unfair to his feelings. She wanted Marco to be happy, whoever he was with.
"I understand!” Star said and paid attention to Marco again. "It was a good feeling.” She shrugged her shoulders in an embarrassing gesture and smiled. "Ready?”
"Ready!”
Suddenly, a bright light chained them together. Seconds later, they were back on the prom day. Marco has worn the suit that had made her fall in love.
"Well, we'll have to recreate the dance of that day." The boy said. "May I have this dance?”
"Of course.”
The two started dancing. The same song played. The same dance steps were taken, but there was something...different. Tom wasn't there, but that wasn't all. There was really something different. It looked like their dance was more...romantic. It was strange. Star had really felt, on the prom day, a romantic atmosphere between the two of them, but at that very moment that same feeling had become more intense and... stronger? Shouldn't it be the opposite?
"Marco?" she said
"Um...?" he asked her to proceed.
"What if... What if it really wasn't the curse that...?"
Suddenly, the whole scenario faded away.
"It was fast!” Tom, with his arms folded, said. "Well, now you won't have any more confused feelings for my Star!"
"Yes, finally!” Marco smiled timidly and let go of Star's hands, starting to deviate and descend the small steps.
"So? Do you remember anything?"
"What do you mean?"
"Don't you remember the dance and the prom?" Even Tom was surprised, but he was happy that they didn't remember.
"Nothing. Let's go?" he lied.
"Yeah, let's go." They both turned their backs on the crystal and began to cross the bridge.
Behind them, Star had her eyes fixed on Marco's back. There, the tears so desperate to come out, eventually flowed through the little girl's cheeks.
"I love you, Marco Diaz." She whispered.
To be continued…