He remembered pink, and the thrumming sound of machines. The pink was warm, and soft. She taught him things, like how to hold a screwdriver, and what screws to remove first. She always helped him.

Where was she now?

It took them days, maybe even a week, but they'd managed to do it, they've found all one hundred and twenty Energy Spheres. They were also exhausted, so very exhausted.

"W-we... we did it... Now she's at max power!"

"Oh Magsie, this is great! Now we can go anywhere we want, no limits!"

Magolor's expression fell at that statement, and he looked away sadly.

"Yeah, we can go anywhere. Anywhere at all."

"Hey Mags, is that Popstar?"

"..."

"Magsie?"

"You said you wanted to go home."

Marx stumbled, "B-but that was like, a week ago! There's nothing for me there! I... I like being with... you."

"... Marx?"

"Y-yeah?"

"I'll come back for you, I promise."

Marx then found himself flying through space, Popstar rushing towards him.