There was a loud thump and Star heard Marco swear from the bathroom. Tentatively, she made her way to the door and knocked. It was ajar and swung open a little at her contact.

"Marco? You okay?" She called nervously.

"Star?" Marco said. There was steam coming from the bathroom and she could hear running water. "Could you come in here quickly please?"

She went in, a little scared.

The bath was very full and the tap was still on. Marco was lying on the floor next to the sink in his boxer shorts, clutching his broken casted arm, pain etched across his features.

"Marco!" Star cried, rushing in and turning off the tap before the bath overflowed. "What happened?"

"It's stupid," Marco muttered, scarlet in the face. "I was just about to get in but I slipped and smacked my arm against the sink."

"Oh no!" Star exclaimed. "I'll go get your parents- you could have hurt your arm even more!"

"No- no, don't get them," Marco blurted. "Last time something like this happened they took a photo of me and sent it to my grandma."

Star snorted as she helped Marco up.

He sighed.

"I think having this bath is going to be a real challenge."

Star looked at him. She felt as though boiling water was rising inside her as she said,

"I... I could help you, if you needed it, Marco."

Marco looked stunned.

"No! No, no, no thank you, I'll be fine. No. But... Thanks, Star," he said, very quickly, blushing crimson.

"That's fine," Star said, also colouring. "Just... If you need a hand..."

She was so embarrassed. She knew how touchy Marco was about his privacy, and although she would never speak to him about it, she also knew how body conscious he was. How stupid of her to offer! Of course he didn't want her to see him... In the bath. It was quite fair enough.

Star left the bathroom, shutting the door behind her and face-palming.

But it wasn't another moment before there was a second bang and a yell. Star ran back into the room to find Marco flat on his back, now boxer shortless, tears in his eyes and his holding his arm. The bath mat had slid out right from under his feet on the wet floor.

"Star!" He cried.

"Marco!" Star carefully went closer, letting Marco cover up, and helped him to his feet. Marco gasped in pain and stared at his arm.

"How can I be so clumsy?" He moaned. He looked at Star and asked very quietly, "w-would you mind?"

"No, of course not," Star said. "Here," and she waved her wand and said, "Magic Bubble Bath Explosion!"

Huge bubbles cascaded from the star in her wand, filling the bathtub and easily allowing Marco some privacy. He smiled gratefully as she helped him into the bath, holding his good arm while he kept his broken one aloft away from the water.

"Thanks, Star," he said, giving her a one armed hug. "Would you pass the shampoo?"