Hi!
My name's the Stargazer and this is Comet and the Forces of Evil!
This is a reboot (kind of) of Comet VS the Forces of Evil, a fanfiction I wrote a while ago when I wasn't that great at writing.
Comet and the Forces of Evil takes the main plot of SVTFOE and genderbends it. It also tweaks a few things. For example, more Starco, changes to episode plots, slight change to characters, etc.
As a warning: The characters will be acting more teenage than they do in the series. So you will be seeing swearing and such. Just thought I would mention that.
Also thought I should mention that I might be skipping episodes that I don't want to write that don't serve much relevance in the plot. Like the Banagic Incident. I don't think anyone really liked that episode and it doesn't add anything to the series so I'll be skipping it.
And these chapters are going to be nice and long. They'll be packed with more detail and scenes that the original cartoon didn't have so each episode might have more than one chapter. Just thought I would warn you about that too.
But that's all the news I have for this new Fanfic right now. If you haven't read my original genderbent SVTFOE fic, Welcome! Nice to meet you. If you're coming from that old fanfic, Welcome back! This one is a lot better than the other one!
Happy reading!
Chapter 1
Comet Comes to Earth (part 1)
Comet stood by the side of the cave, peaking inside the dark tunnel. He strained his eyes to see the creature in the distance. The three-headed Lioncorn sat in the cave, licking its paw with its middle head. A grin and a look of determination stretched onto Comet's face. "Oh, hell yeah," he said to himself. "I am going to make an entrance." He nodded to himself and then bolted towards the animal.
He jumped on the three-Headed Lioncorn. It tried to fight against Comet. But Comet had already fought loads of monsters so hanging on to the Lioncorn came easily to him. "No!" he exclaimed, wrapping his arms around one of its necks. "It's okay!" He patted the Lioncorn's mane. The middle head began to calm down. "It's okay." The other two heads stopped fighting. "Hey, you're calm now right?" he asked. One of the Lioncorn's heads nodded.
"Alright, Lightning!" he exclaimed. He leaned down towards one of its heads. "That's your name now, Lightning. You know, like my cheek marks." He poked one of his cheeks for emphasis. "I have some birthday party hats because it's my fourteenth birthday." Comet pulled three coned birthday hats from his large backpack and snapped one over each of the Lioncorn's heads. He winked at it and swung back onto the Lioncorn's back as one of its paws tried to play with one of the hats. "Okay let's do this," Comet said. "Alright, Lightning! We have a Wand Ceremony to get to!"
Comet rode the three-headed Lioncorn through the Mewni village towards the castle where he knew his parents were waiting for him. All of the citizens of the Mewni village who weren't invited to the Wand Ceremony ran in fright, hiding in buildings or standing on roofs in fear of being trampled.
He rode up to the castle and patted the Lioncorn's side softly. The Lioncorn halted in its path, landing right in front of the set of guards in front of the castle. The guards exchanged looks and sighed. "Hey, open the castle doors!" Comet shouted at the guards.
"Get off of the Lioncorn, your majesty!" one of the guards shouted back.
"No way!" Comet yelled. "Now open the doors!"
They exchanged looks. The Lioncorn suddenly roared at the two guards. They screamed and ran away as fast as they could in their heavy armor, leaving the castle doors alone. Comet and the three-headed Lioncorn burst through the doors. He cheered as the thee-headed Lioncorn chased away the people attending the wand ceremony. He leaped off the Lioncorn's back in front of the thrones where his parents stood.
The Lioncorn roared happily and attempted to play with the rest of the Mewmans in the hall, but ended up chasing everyone but the royal family away. Comet's dad gave him a disappointed look. "Sorry," Comet said, shrugging.
King Callisto sighed, pinching the bridge of his nose. "Guards!" Queen Laguna called. A couple guards ran into the hall. "Get the three-headed Lioncorn under control please so we can continue on with the wand ceremony."
"Yes your Queenlyness!" the guards exclaimed together. They all rushed towards the three-headed Lioncorn that had been destroying the hall behind them.
"Good job, son," Queen Laguna said, beaming at her child.
"Thanks, momma," Comet grinned.
King Callisto nudged his wife. "Don't congratulate him."
"Sorry, dear," Queen Laguna said. She winked at her son and gave him a nod of approval.
"Also I told you to stop having them call you your Queenlyness," King Callisto continued. Queen Laguna rolled her eyes. "It's not even a real word. Why would you even…?"
"Because it's funny."
"Because it's funny." He paused. "Sweetheart, you are the Queen. Humor isn't going to get the guards to respect—"
"Hey, dad," Comet said.
King Callisto looked over at him. "What?" he asked. "I was talking to your—"
"Can I have the wand now?"
"One moment," King Callisto said. "Guards!" he shouted. One of the guards ran back into the hall. The other two were still in the courtyard battling the three-headed Lioncorn. It kept burning their feet with its fire breath.
"Yes, King," the guard said.
"Is there anyone left here to attend the wand ceremony?"
"Uh…" the guard peeked out at the courtyard. Another guard screamed somewhere. The guard looked back at the royals and gulped seeing the King's furious expression. The guard meekly shook his head and carefully backed out of the hall.
"Alright, alright," King Callisto said. "The Wand Ceremony must go on anyway." He cleared his throat and held his wand out. One of his hands on top of the wand, and his other hand on the bottom, displaying the wand perfectly. The blue diamond shaped crystal and the other fancy royal looking golden decals shone in front of Comet, making his eyes widen and his heartbeat speed up. His chest ached. He felt a strange push to just grab it out of his father's hand. He knew that the King would be angry with him if he tried to grab it, so he waited, bouncing on his heels in anticipation.
King Callisto began, "Comet Dragonfly, this is our ancient family heirloom—the Royal Magic Wand."
The bouncing on his heels got quicker and the wanting ache in his chest grew larger. He didn't want to listen to his father's long speech. His mind landed on the thought, 'Ah, screw it.' He grabbed the wand out of his dad's hand.
"Comet!" King Callisto scolded as the family heirloom was ripped out of his cold palm.
Comet didn't listen to his father's scold. The wand glowed bright in his hand, transforming in front of him. Comet's eyes narrowed and welled with strained tears as he stared at the blinding light. He had never seen the wand transform before. He wanted to see what happened. The light eventually dimmed and revealed the wand. Comet smiled at what he saw. The simple structure of his wand was the handle, and a half sphere sitting on the handle. The face of the wand sat on the flat part of the sphere. The wand itself was an electric blue color. The face of the wand was surrounded by a golden ring. A bright, shining golden star sat in the middle of the wand. A dark green pentagon shape sat as the background around the star, each edge of the star lining up with each edge of the pentagon. Slightly darker green triangle shapes lined up with the corners of the star, reaching out to touch the golden ring. Small lightning bolts like the ones on his cheeks sat down in the triangle, near the star in the middle.
Dragonfly wings came from both sides of the wand, shining in the Mewni sunlight. A light green dragonfly silhouette sat at the top of the handle and the bottom of the half sphere. A small golden ring circled the bottom of the wand and a light green crystal came out from the bottom. And at the very top of the wand, sat a small golden crown. Comet grinned, spinning it around in his hand. He grinned at the thoughts of all the adventures he could have with that wand with him.
"Comet," King Callisto said, grabbing his son's attention. "This wand is a huge responsibility. Many evil forces are after this wand and you have to keep it safe. Can you handle it?"
Comet looked back down at the wand. He could see his own smirk in the reflection of the golden star in the center. "Oh, yeah, I can definitely handle it."
King Callisto continued. "Now, there are a few more things I have to tell you—"
"Can I go now?" Comet asked. "I want to test out my new wand." He held it up and shook it slightly.
"I have a few more things I have to—"
"Of course you can go," Queen Laguna told him, her hand patting her son's shoulder. "Go have fun." She glanced up at her husband, who frowned. "Responsible fun," she added.
"Comet—"
"Okay cool thanks bye!" Comet turned and sped out of the throne room. His 'whoop's and cheers could be heard down the hall as he headed towards the door. The wand waved through the air, stuck in Come's warm hands.
King Callisto sighed, pinching the bridge of his nose. "Let's head up to the tower, dear. We can keep an eye on Comet and make sure he doesn't get into too much trouble." Queen Laguna nodded in agreement.
They headed up to the tower.
Comet ran out into the village. He stopped and stared down at the wand. He frowned at it for the first time. He ran his finger over the star in the center of the wand. An expression of confusion and frustration worked onto his face. He had no clue how to use the wand. He cleared his throat, held the wand out in front of him, and settled his feet firmly in the ground. He aimed the wand at a pile of barrels sitting between an old cobblestone house and a rickety, burnt kiosk cart. He opened his mouth and shouted the first kind of spell that came into his head. "Lioncorn blast!" There was an odd moment's pause. A few of the Mewni citizens looked at Comet with strange, confused expressions. He laughed nervously.
The wand jolted in his hand, knocking him back onto the ground. Comet gaped as he watched three Lioncorns shoot out of his wand and crash into the pile of barrels. His eyes widened as he stared at the three Lioncorns roaring and digging themselves out of the fallen barrels. Comet grinned, stood up, and started firing off all the spells he could think of.
The state of the village deteriorated quickly. The buildings were soon on fire and the roads were boiling. And everyone was screaming.
Comet desperately tried to calm everyone down while hovering over the boiling streets on a small, floating cloud that kept vanishing under him. "Don't worry everyone! I'll make it better!" he shouted. When no one noticed him, he shouted louder, "I'm going to take care of this! It's going to be okay!" A few people looked at him in horror. "Watch guys! Watch!" Comet held his wand up to the sky. "Supergiant rainbow explosion!" he screamed. Red, orange, yellow, green, blue, indigo, and purple shot out of his wand into the Mewni sky, forming a long rainbow. Comet smiled at the success.
But the rainbow turned completely red and heat radiated through the village. Comet looked up at the rainbow which he realized was slowly burning. His smile dropped. "Oops." He looked back at the screaming Mewmans. "Okay." He looked around nervously. His legs shook slightly. He rubbed the back of his neck and took a deep breath. "I—uh—have to go!" Comet sped away on his tiny cloud towards the unburnt green hills outside of the village.
Meanwhile King Callisto and Queen Laguna stood in the tower, looking down at their son's destruction. "He can't handle it," they decided.
Comet woke up with the warm Mewni sun shining in his eyes and warming his arms and face. He pulled his prince outfit from his closet and quickly changed into the light blue clothes. He walked into his bathroom. He brushed his teeth and then his blonde hair. He walked out of the bathroom, wiping his wet hands on his light blue pants. He froze in place when he saw a crowd of guards packing up his stuff and taking it out of his room. He gaped at the guards, his eyebrows furrowing together. "Hey!" Comet shouted, attempting to make his voice sound deeper and angrier like the tone his dad used when trying to intimidate people. But he couldn't keep his voice from squeaking when his voice got too loud. "What are you doing?" He demanded, clutching his hands into fists, his cool fingertips leaving crescent moons in his warm palms. "That's my stuff!"
"Direct orders from the King, Prince Comet," one of the guards told him.
The guard began to walk off, but Comet quickly stopped her, grabbing her arm. "Where are you taking all my stuff?" he asked. "And why?"
The guard sighed and put the box of stuff she was holding on the ground. "Your father requested we take your stuff outside of the castle gates to where the carriage is waiting for you."
Comet tilted his head, his mouth dropping open slightly. His eyebrows furrowed. "Am I going somewhere?" he asked.
"I believe so, your majesty."
Comet stopped for a moment and his mind escaped the situation. His vision became blurry as he stared behind the guard. It took a while for his mind to load, like a slow connection. His mind quickly raced over all the places his parents could be sending him with all of his stuff. His mind settled on the best scenario first: he was going to move in with Pony Head and his family in their large castle. But his mind flipped and the idea of the worst scenario clouded his head. He gulped, shivers coursing through his skin. He looked up at the guard, hoping that his eyes hadn't glazed over in fear. "Where? Where am I going?" His stomach turned into fits of stinging wasp and a rushing ocean of sickness. Comet didn't want to believe that his parents would sent him there. He didn't want to go there.
"Your father didn't say." There was silence. The guard's eyes were only vaguely visible through her helmet, but confusion and worry scanned over them. "Are you okay, Prince Comet?"
Comet's mouth opened slowly. "No!" he shouted as his mind drilled down on the idea of him being sent there. He wanted to melt into the ground. He remembered the trouble that he caused the day before and he had no clue why his parents would just let him go off to his friend's house. But his stomach felt like coursing waves of sick at the thought that they would actually send him there. "My parents are going to send me to St. Hugo's!" His legs shook as he flung himself towards his bed, one of the only things still in his bedroom. He clung to one of his bed posts, thinking about how to stand his ground so he wouldn't end up at St. Hugo's. He worried that he had taken it too far with his trouble making.
"I don't think that they're sending you—"
Comet's stomach felt too sick and his mind was too focused on the mere possibility of them sending him there to listen to the guard. "I can't go to that hell hole!" he shouted, the small sound of fear ringing in his voice.
"Your majesty, if—"
Comet decided that he couldn't just scream and let it happen to him. He wouldn't be Comet Dragonfly if he did. He grabbed his wand from its place under his pillow. "I am not letting them send me there! I can't leave Mewni! I'm not going to leave Mewni!" He waved his wand in the air, getting ready to blast anyone who tried to take him to the school of terror.
"Prince Comet—"
Comet didn't listen. He sped out of his almost empty room, through the castle halls, past guards and other members of the castle staff all while screaming, "DAAAAAAAAD!"
Comet ran into the courtyard, but didn't stop his still yelling. His parents stood by the manticorn-drawn carriage, watching trunks full of things that belonged to him get packed away. King Callisto turned when he heard his son's yell. "Ah, Comet, you're finally joining us."
Comet stopped to stand in front in front of his parents, held up a single finger so he could catch his breath, straightened up and looked at his parents calmly. King Callisto opened his mouth, prepared to talk, but Comet's voice came out first in gasps for air. "You're sending me away!?"
His parents exchanged looks. But King Callisto set his sight on his son, took a deep breath, and said, "Yes."
Comet melted into the floor, turning into the waves of nervousness that had occupied his stomach. "No!" he screamed. "Please don't send me to Saint Hugo's! Let me stay here! I'll even pay rent if I have to! I just don't want to be at that hel— terrible, awful place where innocent is ripped out with huge claw machines and then burned!"
"Comet, please get off of the ground," King Callisto said. Comet looked up at his dad, who gave him a serious, yet not as harsh as usual, look. Comet pulled himself off of the ground and gave his dad a sad look. "You're not going to Saint Hugo's."
A relieved smile split across Comet's face and all the tension he had felt washed away. "Oh. Okay. I'm fine with that," he said. "But if I'm not going to St. Hugo's… then why are you packing up all my stuff."
"You're being sent to the dimension called Earth," Queen Laguna said.
"Earth?" Comet asked. He snorted a bit, thinking about the word Earth. "It's a funny name. But what is this… Earth?"
"It's a safe dimension where you train," King Callisto told him. "Now, it's time to go, Comet."
"I'm just leaving now?" Comet asked, his voice wavering between sadness and excitement.
King Callisto sighed and exchanged looks with his wife. "It'll be fine, Comet," he told him. "You won't be gone for long. You might be living on Earth for a while, but you'll have to come back here all the time for events you need to attend."
"So I only get to come back for the events I hate attending?" Comet asked.
King Callisto took a second to think about what he had said and slowly nodded. "Yes, that sounds about right." Comet frowned at his dad. "We must be heading off now. Get in the carriage, Comet."
"Yes, dad," Comet grumbled. He shuffled towards the carriage door. His mom threw a supportive arm around him and led him faster into the carriage.
As they settled back in their seats, Comet looked out the window back at his home. As the carriage started and the castle and the village got smaller, Comet leaned out of the window, stretching his entire torso out so he could see. He ignored his dad's scolds. "See you later Mewni!" Comet shouted back at his home. "This isn't the last you're going to see of Comet Dragonfly!"
King Callisto pulled his son back into the carriage. "Comet." He wore disappointment.
Comet shrugged. "Sorry."
King Callisto sighed. He shook his head and cleared his throat. "I need to see your wand for a moment, Comet," King Callisto said, holding his gloved hand out to his son.
"What?" Comet asked, his head flopping to the side.
"Just for a moment," King Callisto insisted. Comet frowned and narrowed his eyes at his father, but handed him the wand. The bright transformation light shone out once the wand was placed in King Callisto's hand and it was once again the King's wand. King Callisto faced the back of the carriage, held out his wand, and with a quick surge of light, a curtain flew up, blocking the view of the trunks of stuff from the royals sitting in the carriage.
King Callisto handed Comet the wand. It transformed back into its new shape. "Your clothes are in trunks in the back. Go change into a normal outfit."
"I don't have to wear my prince outfit?" Comet asked, a small smile tugging on his lips.
"You may be a prince here, Comet," King Callisto said, "but in order to blend in on Earth, you should wear something normal. Even the royals on Earth don't usually wear extravagant clothing. Now, go back there and be careful climbing over the seat."
Comet didn't care about being careful. He tossed himself head first over the back of the seat, almost kicked his parents and scrambled into the back of the carriage. He sat in the back of the carriage with all of his things piling around him.
He searched through the wooden suitcases until he found one with 'clothes' painted in blue on the top. He opened the suitcase and searched through some of his clothes. He smiled when he found one of his favorite shirts: a green tee-shirt with a cartoon ghost printed in the middle. He pulled out a pair of jeans piled them along with the shirt. He found a pair of red and purple striped socks and threw them towards the messy pile of clothes. And he quickly found the pair of red high tops that he had added monster faces and horns to. But to pull everything together, he scrambled to find his favorite hat: a red baseball cap with a star printed in the middle and two small devil horns stuck to the sides.
He quickly switched out of his usual prince outfit and changed into the outfit he had picked out. He messed up his hair so it didn't look so neat and clean like it needed to be when he had to look like a prince.
Comet crawled back over the seat and sat down between his parents. He looked out the window and saw a brand new place. He gasped and crawled towards the window. He saw a big building with a statue of an animal out in front of it. It looked so different from the buildings in Mewni. He scrambled to the other window, ignoring his dad calling his name, and looked out at something that looked like a street. And there were trees too. The trees were nice and a bright green rather than dark green or brown. He stretched out his arm and felt the warm air settle against his skin. "Is this Earth?" Comet asked.
"It is," Callisto said. "Now, Comet, sit down."
Comet sat back down in his seat. "There are a few things you have to know about Earth and what we expect from you while you stay here."
Comet sat down on the floor, looking up at his parents. He just wanted to see the two of them instead of having to turn his head all the time.
Callisto sighed. "Now, Comet, there's no magic here on Earth," he told him. "So things here don't work like they work on Mewni." Comet nodded. "And only a few countries here are ruled by monarchies. We're in America—one of the countries that isn't ruled by a monarchy, but it is still the most powerful country on Earth. That's why we chose America. We don't understand their culture, but you should learn about it soon enough. You'll be staying with a family as a foreign exchange student."
"Hold on, I'm staying with a bunch of strangers?" Comet asked.
"Yes," Callisto said.
"But you should be fine," Laguna added. "As long as you behave yourself." Comet frowned slightly. Not having his parents around meant that he could get into trouble without getting the disappointed looks and the groundings. He would just have to be a little craftier with his trouble so he wouldn't end up homeless.
Callisto continued, "It doesn't have to be a secret that you're from another dimension, just don't go showing off. And you cannot use your magic irresponsibly. Use your wand when you're studying with the spell book and practicing. Do you understand?" Callisto stressed the last question.
"Yes dad," Comet said. Sure, he understood. But it didn't mean that he would actually do that.
"Also," Callisto said, "I know that you're not going to like this part, but you will be attending a public high school while you're here."
Comet groaned. "More school?" Comet had always hated school, though he had never been to a Mewni public school. He had had a special royal tutor teach him in the castle's special study room. "I thought that I would only be studying magic."
"You do need an education Comet," Callisto told him. "And you would still have to continue your lessons with the royal tutor if you were to be on Mewni." Comet pouted and glared softly at his dad. They all knew that Comet hated school and studying.
"Think of this as a whole new opportunity," Laguna said. "You'll be in class with a bunch of other kids your age. You'll have a bunch of friends."
Comet sighed. "Yeah I guess that's a good part of this. But the only good part of school." He frowned again.
"You need to keep up with your grades," Callisto said.
"Why, though?" Comet asked. "Because good Earth grades doesn't change anything about becoming the king of Mewni."
Callisto simply said, "Because it's important." No other explanation. Comet knew it would be an answer like that.
"I believe that it's time to go," Laguna said. "Our meeting with the principle starts in a few— moments? Does the time work the same here?"
"I have no clue," King Callisto said. "But yes, we should be off."
"That's a public school?" Comet asked, pointing his thumb out the window at the school.
King Callisto nodded. "Yes."
"It looks a lot nicer than the schools on Mewni."
King Callisto barely listened to his words. Laguna shrugged, looking at the school, considering it.
"Come on, Comet," King Callisto said.
"I guess it does," Queen Laguna said. "It would be interesting—"
King Callisto climbed out of the carriage, Comet following after. "Come on, Laguna," King Callisto said. "We don't have long, remember?"
"Yes, right." Queen Laguna climbed out of the carriage as well. "Oh, I need to grab the chest. Give me a moment." Queen Laguna walked off towards the back of the carriage.
Comet looked up at the sign of the school. "Echo Creek Academy," he read. "Sounds fancy."
"Alright," Queen Laguna said, walking back around to her waiting family with a large chest in her hands. "I've got the chest. Let's go."
"What's the chest for?" Comet asked.
"Bribery," Queen Laguna told her son.
Comet looked up at his dad, confusion reading on his face. "It might come to that," King Callisto said, sighing. He glanced down at the silver watch on his wrist. King Callisto tapped on it and sighed again. "I believe that Earth time is different to time on Mewni, so I can't tell what time it is. But I assume that if we're not already late, then we're about to be. We can't keep waiting here. It's time to go."
The Dragonfly family walked into Echo Creek Academy. Comet stopped for a second to look at the large outdoor courtyard, but never took the time to fully realize that he would actually be in the same courtyard almost every day for the foreseeable future.
They walked into the empty main office of the school. Comet didn't pay attention to his parents talking to the man at the front desk and remained somewhat tuned out as they walked into the principal's office.
Comet looked over at the principle for a moment. Her name was Principle Skeeves. The woman was short with a mousey face. Her hair was thin and light brown. She wore thick rimmed, rectangle shaped glasses that covered her face. She looked slightly stunned at the royal appearance of Comet's parents. "You're my 2:30 meeting?" she asked.
Comet plunked down in a seat in the office and quickly got distracted by a grey switch on the wall as his parents began to introduce themselves. Comet wondered what the grey switch was for.
"Comet!" King Callisto's voice broke Comet's focus on the light switch.
"Yeah?" Comet asked. King Callisto nodded over at principal Skeeves. Comet got what he was telling him to do. Comet swung himself off of his seat and walked over to the principal's desk. He bowed slightly like he was always told to do when meeting someone his parents implied was important. Then he stuck out his right hand for a handshake. "Comet Dragonfly, prince and future king of the kingdom of Mewni."
Principle Skeeves shook his hand. Comet forced himself not to visibly cringe at the feeling of her clammy hands. "I'm Principle Skeeves," principle Skeeves said.
"I know, I saw the sign on your desk," Comet told her pointing at the sign on the desk with 'Principal Skeeves' printed on it. Comet heard his dad's quiet sigh, but Comet didn't care because he only said the truth.
Comet then walked away. He stood next to the switch, debating if he should flick it or not as the conversation between the adults continued. Comet couldn't help but be extremely bored. He tried to not cause any trouble. He didn't know what would happen if he flipped the small grey switch, so he wanted to avoid it. So he went to look out of the window at the school campus, but found it too boring.
He looked back at the switch again. He found his feet carrying him towards it. He stood there for a moment and glanced at the talking adults. He wondered how bad flipping the switch would be. So he did.
The lights of the room turned off. Comet looked up at the ceiling, his eyebrows furrowing. He flipped the switch again and winced as the lights burned bright again. His mouth dropped open. He flipped the switch off, and the room went dark. He flipped the switch again, and the lights turned on again. He couldn't keep himself from flipping the light switch on and off and on and off with no delay and nothing to stop him, until he noticed the expressions on the adults' faces.
"You said there was no magic on Earth," Comet said. "But this," he flicked the light switch on and off again, "is pretty magical. It controls the lights!" he pointed up on the ceiling.
They ignored him. "This isn't going to work," Principle Skeeves said.
Comet didn't care. He kept flicking the light switch on and off because it was the only amusing thing in the room.
But only a moment later, Principle Skeeves shouted, "He's going to love it here!"
Comet stopped flipping the switch and turned to see what had changed. He noticed the chest of dazzling gold in his mother's arms. Bribery. Comet rolled his eyes and turned back to the light switch and began flicking it again. He took a glance out of the window to see the carriage still sitting there. He sighed, knowing that he wouldn't be going home to Mewni for a while.
He looked up and saw the adults looking at him. He flipped the switch a couple more times, while he kept his eyes on them. After a long second, they all turned away. "He's going to need a guide," Queen Laguna told Skeeves.
A guide? Comet frowned. He didn't need a guide, he could figure his way around Earth himself. His parents had told him that Earth didn't have magic, but they were wrong. So they were probably wrong about him needing a guide.
Principal Skeeves nodded. She stopped and tapped her fingers against her desk. Comet walked away from the light switch and stood with his parents. "I think I know the perfect person," Principal Skeeves told them.
"Hey, uh, Principal Skeeves," Comet said. "I really don't need a guide. It'll be much more fun to figure it all out on my own. I don't need to be babied or anything just because I don't know anything about this weird Earth place and how its magic works."
Principal Skeeves frowned at him. "You know there is no magic on Earth, right?"
Comet rolled his eyes. "Then how do you explain that switchy thing turning the lights on and off, huh?" Comet asked, pointing his thumb back at the switch. "Magic. That's how you explain it."
"Electricity," Principal Skeeves said. "That's how you explain it."
"Electricity?" Comet asked, mispronouncing the word terribly. "That's a weird word."
"Yeah, you need a guide, kid," Principal Skeeves told him.
Comet frowned and walked back to the wall. He watched Skeeves use one of the odd looking contraptions on his desk. "Marcia Diaz to the principal's office," she said. Comet still didn't think that he needed a guide.
Queen Laguna soon joined her son. "Now, what's wrong?" she asked him.
"I don't need a guide mom," Comet told her. "And plus, it would be so much more fun to go off on my own."
"I know," Queen Laguna said. "It would be. You know, causing trouble without any consequences because no one knows you." Comet smiled and nodded. "However, you're going to be staying here for a while and you need to know your way around here. You need someone to help you."
They looked over at King Callisto and Skeeves. "She should be here in a minute," Skeeves told King Callisto.
"And Comet," Queen Laguna said.
Comet looked over at his mom. "Yeah?" he asked.
"I have an odd feeling that you're going to like this girl."
That's the first chapter!
I'm in the process of writing the second one, but since I am a junior in High School, I am very busy. I'll have it up asap, though!
Please leave a review and tell me what you thought.
Thanks for reading!
Until next time.
Lots of Love,
The Stargazer