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His room was a mess but only by chance that he could leave it that way, but deep down in his soul and being his subconscious screamed at him to begin to ordering all this zone of destruction before something bad was to happen.
Marco snorted.
“What other damage might occur?”
The Latino boy had at least three hours searching his red hoodie. It wasn’t anywhere. It wasn’t in the dirty clothes, wasn’t in the washing machine, on the clothesline or in Star’s closet (And boy was in that place where he had spent most of his time) He hadn’t forgotten at school or Ferguson’s or Alfonzo’s home. Marco even doubted that Janna had something to do.
God will know where his precious hoodie was.
Marco gave up, falling fatally to his bed right at the time that Star entered his room, as cheerful as ever.
“I ask Glossaryck about a spell to find lost objects. But all he said was, ‘To remember is necessary retrace your steps.’ I’m not very good with riddles but I’m sure it has to do with returning to time.”
Marco rolled his eyes and smiled at Star’s optimism. Getting up and sitting on the edge of his bed or good where he can sit because was impossible to find a place where they feel comfortable.
“Let me think, what did I do yesterday?”
“Oh, oh, oh I have an idea!” Star excitedly waved her hand, “Super Dimensional Map!” With a flick of her wand Star had created a giant board with a map of the city showing in a timely manner all the locations.
“Star, this is a — ”
“Marauder’s Map!” Star shouted excitedly, “And that’s not all, I can move it at will.” Star was saying as she touched a small part of the city and this moved to extend, “With this we can mark the points in the places where you were.” With another wave of her wand Star created red dots floating in the air.
“Well let’s start with the school.” Marco said getting out of bed and approaching the gigantic map.
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Nope.
Negative.
Nothing.
There wasn’t a single idea where his prized hoodie had gone. The house, the room, the bathroom, the kitchen, the street, the school hallways, classrooms, cafeteria, gym, dojo, back to his house and then to help Star with their homework and help her accommodate her closet.
“Someplace where neither you nor I have thought of.” Star thought out loud.
Yet something was missing. Another place…
Marco snapped his fingers as he remembered, “Tom’s dimension! Yesterday we had gone to play video games.”
A suspicious smile was born in Star’s face. “And how what and why your hoodie could be at your boyfriend’s home?”
The boy’s cheeks lit up like Christmas lights, “It was part of the punishment — You know — He and the wheel of torture… I fell to the water…”
“I’m surprised you have forgotten your hoodie at Tom’s home and you haven’t remembered.”
“Last night it was very late when I returned, I guess I was just so tired that I just fell on my bed.” Terrible excuse and the sly smile on Star’s face didn’t help. “Just give me the scissors.” Marco asked reaching out to Star.
The princess laughed and handed the scissors.
Marco pinned the scissors in the air opening an interdimensional door. Yesterday when Tom had left him in his carriage was there where he his hoodie must be.
The dimensional breach opened and Marco came to appear in Tom’s room. His boyfriend had his room much more organized than his own, any human could think otherwise, but he had already been through so much as to judge a book by its cover.
A snore caught his attention.
Tom was sleeping soundly.
Marco check his wristwatch was last noon and his boyfriend was still sleeping.
Marco walked carefully in Tom’s room, not wanting to wake him. But even though the room was perfectly ordered Marco couldn’t find his precious hoodie, the only next place was the carriage.
But that meant to wake Tom up.
So without further ado Marco went to the three-eyed prince’s bed, intending to wake him up, and he will lead him to the carriage to seek his hoodie. His eyes widened in surprise to see that Tom was wearing his red hoodie.
The colors were up to his face and before even touching Tom, Marco stepped back. This has to be a corny joke of fate!
Marco took the scissors and pinned again in the air, opening a gap again to return to his dimension. His curiosity caught something in the red closet of his boyfriend.
Yes, why not?
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“And it was there?” Star asked as Marco returned from his quick visit. Marco was changing clothes after a thorough search of clothes he had decided that there was nothing more relaxing as a shower.
“Yes.” Marco said.
“Is it in the laundry?”
“No.”
“Ah, is that as I didn’t see it with your new change of clothes — ” The house phone rang, “I’ll answer!” And with that the blonde left the bathroom being followed by the puppies.
Marco leaned out a bit his face and rolling his eyes he left the shower, wearing his new and clean clothes, including a red t-shirt with a black five-pointed star.