>it's Friday night and Mr. and Mrs. Diaz have more or less kicked Marco and Star out of the house for the night
>aimlessly walking the streets of Echo Creek looking for something to do, the two find just about everyone from school lined up single-file, looking on in anticipation
>at first they're confused, but after a few minutes of waiting for something it finally comes - loud slapping and screaming
>slowly but surely the figure of someone crawling through this line of people becomes clear
>they recognize the voice - Tom's; assume defensive position
>the kids seem to be... spanking him?
>the line is going on for miles through the city
>Tom is very exhausted having crawled for miles through this spanking machine
>Star and Marco are dumbfounded at the sight of this, and start to walk away before being passed by Janna, who is counting a large stack of money in her hands and whistling
>"Oh, hey. You're just in time to deliver the final blow." She points at them all cool-like. "Just as a one-time offer, this girl's not chargin' ya. Whatta ya say?"
>there's like, ten people left before his suffering is finally over
>"No, no, no, I don't thin-" Marco's refusal is stopped right there as Star yanks the Mexican's emergency cash stash right from his hoodie and into Janna's hand, magic'ing her wand into a giant paddle and donning a Guy Fawkes mask
>eagerly takes her spot last in line
>spanks Tom so hard he flies off into the horizon, evoking an awed "Whoa" from the entrepreneuring gypsy
>"I have got to do this again some time." Janna says as she looks down at her earnings. "Show's over kids, mama's got other shenanigans to profit off of!"
>Tom was never seen or heard from again after this incident. They say on the way back to the demon realm, he died of buthurt - both figurative and literal.
>And that's why I married your mother, Marco Jr.