"I told you to play this track!"

"Oh yes, sorry my Prince, I just thought this one would be better. The band, Screams of the Damned have really became popular again

"YOU WANT SCREAMS OF THE DAMNED? YOU'LL GET ENOUGH OF THEM WHEN I THROW YOU INTO THE RIVER STYX." Tom caught on fire, his eyes glowig as he glared and screamed at the idiotic DJ.

Lucky enough for the DJ, Brian seemed to notice what happened, and ran over to Tom, putting his hands on Tom shoulders and repeating phrases like, "Walk it off," and, "Count to ten," until Tom was both no longer engulfed by flames, and calm enough to hold onto a bunny without singeing it.

Tom nodded his thanks to Brian, and turned back to the DJ, taking in a deep breath and stroking the bunny furiously. He was not going to lose his cool. He had gone fifty-nine days without blowing up. Star was giving him a chance t'o at least talk to her, and show that he's changed. He changed the whole ball to be more Mewny inclusive. He was not going to mess this up.

"I do not care what is 'in'. I asked you to play a track at a certain time, and i expect that track to be played. Whatever you want to play after that track, I couldn't care less. I would expect such a simple task to be easy to follow, with no alterations. I am your Prince, am I not?" Tom said through gritted teeth, while furiously petting.

The DJ who had already felt faint when Tom had started screaming at him, quickly agreed to all that Tom said, and began spewing apologies. To be honest, the DJ, like the other demons, had laughed at the whole idea of a Anger Management guy. Anger Management, for a flame and anger demon? Ha! Why try to tame what makes you strong? However in that moment, the DJ was ready to give his immortal soul to that Brian guy, as he knew without Brian, the Prince would have probably made good on his threat. He's just a simple DJ. He ain't got plans of a doomed eternity yet. He quickly put in the requested song.

Tom took a deep breath once again, then passed the bunny back to Brian with a small smile, which Brian gave a thumbs up in return and a mouthed, "Good job".

Tom began to look for the Princess of Mewny, Star Butterfly, who he can't believe actually agreed to come here with him. To be totally honest, Tom was well aware that there was little to no chance she'd want to restart their relationship, and was almost at peace with it. He says almost, because he never really got a chance to talk to Star afterwards, as she kept declining his calls and deleting his messages, and thus he never really got his closure that there was nothing he could do. This was his last chance to see if anything romantic is possible between them. If the Blood Moon chose them to dance, then Tom would for sure know not to give up, because fate deems them to be together. If not, and the Blood Moon landed on a different couple, oh well. He'd have gotten the closure he needed, and Star had started communicating with him, so at least he could try to build back their friendship. Starship was a blast to have around as a friend, and Tom thinks he misses her company the most out of the entire break up.

His anger made a stunning return, though, when he saw Star dancing with some unknown demon, right before the Bloodmoon arrived. He had to be the one by Star, not some other demon! How was he supposed to know how to move forward if he wasn't right by her side when the moonlight hits!? He could feel his anger rising, but managed to keep back the flames as he strode over, and pulled the demon boy away from his date, spinning him around to see who dared to try and ruin his plans.

Unfortunately for Marco, he had just slid his mask up in order to show Star who he really was, which meant when Tom pulled and spun him, his totally human face was staring into the three-eyes of an angry fire prince.

Tom remembered that this was the human that was hanging around Star and chopped his hand off. He thinks Star called him Marco? Didn't the foolish mortal know that the Underworld was not the place for humans, especially on the night of the Bloodmoon Ball? Well, it was of no matter to Tom in that particular moment, as his anger just increased and he spat out, "You!"

It seemed like fate had quite the sense of humour however, because it was at this exact moment the blood moon appeared overhead, and it's light shone down on the two boys. Tom looked up at the sky, his anger fading to confusion, then looked back at Marco, and said in a distinctly different voice, "...You?"

Tom noticed they were getting some looks, and quickly pulled the boy's mask back on, before any demon could notice there was a human in their midst. Marco unknowing of both the danger, and what the bloodmoon meant, started rambling, "Look Tom, I'm sorry, I know you probably really like Star and whatnot, but I'm not positive you aren't trying to kidnap her or something, and as her best friend and temporary brother figure I don't want that to happen to her, and I didn't mean to ruin your ball, so if you'd please just let us go…? Wait, what's going on? What's with the moonlight?"

Tom just bit his lip, and ran a hand through his hair, careful of his horns, then said in a resigned voice, "Look Marco, right? I promise I'll explain this later, but for the love of hell and bunnies, dance with me right now."

Marco raised an eyebrow, "Wait, first your manhandling me, and now you want to dance? What? Is this a hell thing?"

Tom looks at Marco pleadingly, and says, "Please Marco," outstretching an arm to be either taken or rejected. Marco looks into Tom's eyes- all three of them- before shrugging and taking the demon's hand. In Marco's mind, Tom seemed to be innocent enough, if a least bit desperate, with this dance, and he did promise answers later. Plus Marco always did enjoy dancing, and as he was pulled away from Star early, he didn't get a chance to do much of it.

Tom was quite pleased to find out that Marco was a great dancer- well, for a human who didn't have his father breathing down his neck yelling at him for not learning to dance quick enough and screaming about how he's going to be a disappointment to the kingdom if he can't do this simple thing, and catching a maid on fire. What Tom means is, the mortal can dance.

Both boys found themselves actually having fun dancing together, all but forgetting about the moonlight spotlight that shined on them, and stares of demons and a flabbergasted, but happy Star. However all good things have to end, and the moonlight slowly shrunk. Right before it disappeared though, Tom, ever the romantic, tries to end the dance with a dip. He succeeds in dipping Marco, but unfortunately for them both, Marco's mask wasn't secured tightly and thus slipped off when the Mexican teen was dipped.

There was a moment of silence, in which Marco looked at Tom with a smile, panting slightly, aware his mask fell off, but not seeming to notice that anything was wrong. Then, excuse the saying, hell broke loose. Demons started shouting, "A human! It's a living human! We shall have a Bloodmoon Ball feast, our Prince brought us a rare treat! Human! Human! Human!"

The chanting grew louder and louder, and a few brave souls tried taking a swipe at Marco. Tom quickly set one on fire, while Marco karate chopped another, and Star was blasting herself over to them.

"Uh, Tom? What's going on?" Marco asked, dodging another grab.
"I swear I'll explain later, just- Starship!" Tom broke off when he saw Star appear, "Take Marco and run. I can deal with these demon, they're my subjects after all, just get out of here now!"

Star, well aware of how the Underworld worked, nodded at Tom, and grabbed Marco's arm, both of them making a run for the exit elevator.

"But what about Tom? I know he's a demon, but we can't just leave him! He did try to help us." Marco called to Star.

"He'll be fine, just keep running, we're almost...there!" Star and Marco jumped in to the elevator, and Star told the flying gargoyle to go up back to the Earth floor, whilst Marco peeked out of the elevator. The last thing Marco saw, was Tom being engulfed in flames, his eyes glowing with a demonic light, yelling something in a strange language at the demons at the party, some of them cowering back, a few bowing in apology, and a decent amount ignoring Tom, and trying to get to the elevator. Marco didn't get to see what happened next.

A/N: Broughtupancy (also spelled and pronounced Broughtupcy by some): the act of being raised properly. A person with no broughtupancy was not raised, they were lowered. Pronounced Brought-up-an-see or Brought-up-see.