The sun scorched in the afternoon sky as its rays hit a lonely bar in the middle of nowhere. Inside sat a somewhat handsome Latino boy in his late teens. His name? What else would it be? Marco Diaz.
"How did things come to this"? Marco sighed as he gestured towards a waitress. She smiled politely, "What can I get ye"?
"An old fashioned is fine thank you".
She nodded as she soon returned with Marcos drink. He stared at it melancholily, watching the ice cubes swirl around.
"Looks like things ain't goin' too well for you huh kid"? The waitress asked Marco almost seductively as she leaned over him, placing another drink on the table. "It's on the house" She winked. She wasn't too bad looking, Marco thought to himself but he knew the type of person she probably was. He met people like her all over the multi-dimension and it would always end in either getting robbed or a surprise dong. Marco deflated at the idea, noticing the protruding bulge in "her" skirt.
"I'm just a bit tired" Marco monotonously stated. The waitress studied him a bit before realizing she wasn't going to get anywhere and walked away.
"What am I even doing here? Now that I think about it this all started back when Star left". Marco fondly smiled at the thought of his old friend. "Its been about a year and a half since I've last seen her. I think it's about time I dropped by to say hello" Marco thought to himself as he got up and made his way towards the exit.
"Already headin' off boy"?
Marco smiled at the old bartender. "Yeah, got some business to attend to see you later stud". He waved at the bartender who smiled and went back to work.
Marco walked out the door and opened a portal to his home dimension. "Got to drop everything off, do not want to anger the mewni knights anymore than I have" Marco chuckled to himself.
Marco walked through the portal and appeared in his apartment. Ever since Marco chose a special... career path he needed a place to keep all his weapons and his parents sure as hell wouldn't let him keep them in the Diaz residence.
Marco quickly made his way to his room and changed out of his work gear and pulled on his familiar red hoodie and jeans.
"I guess I'll take the desert eagle just in case. Can never be too sure". Marco looked at the weapon fondly smiling. It quickly faded as Marco took a second to look at his hands and sighed noticing the smudges of blood. "I still can't get used to this huh" Marco shakily thought to himself before snapping out of it and frivolously washing his hands. He gagged a few times as he finished drying his hands and pulled out his dimensional scissors. He slashed open a swirling blue and pink portal and quickly stepped through landing on a balcony atop Butterfly castle overlooking the city.
Marco squinted as he noticed parts of the kingdom in ruins and on fire.
"What the fuckity fucks happened here"?