It was midday at what used to be the Diaz Household, which was now owned by the Butterflies. Inside the living room was a guy, basically babysitting-and by that I mean trying his hardest to keep at bay-a bunch of laser puppies with golden chains on his neck and wrists.
Marco had the chains, not the puppies.
Then, as if his day couldn't get any worse, a peculiar person arrived.
She arrived.
Star Butterfly, his slaver.
He gave her an angry look as the princess basically ignored him and went to the energetic puppies.
"Hi Steve, Paula, Max, Mina, Coconut, Charlie, Sugar and Wishblocker!" and then she paid him attention. "And hello to you too, my dear Marco!"
Once Star tried to touch his nose, however, the guy almost bit her whole hand off before the princess backed away. However, she soon regained her composure and gave the slave boy a smug smile.
"I should probably conjure up a new friend for you." she remarked, placing her hands on her hips. "You're starting to act like the puppies!"
Star giggled and left, leaving behind an annoyed Marco.
At first, he thought seeing her everyday would be a pretty pleasant sight. But now, every single time he saw her, he wished she'd never entered his life.
And it all happened back in his last day of freedom.
.
"Who are you?"
"I'm a magical princess from another dimension!"
Star summoned a rainbow...which was soon set on fire. Upon seeing this, the guy ran away as fast as he could, only for his characteristic gold chains to burst out of the ground and bind his neck and wrists before dragging him back to the princess.
"Sorry boy, but my parents had to send me somewhere else, and I need a caretaker if I'm staying in your dimension." Star explained, utterly oblivious to Marco's horrified stare. "Unfortunately, from what I've learned about human culture in the great mewman library, that means I have to usurp you and make you take care of me by force. But don't worry, I'll treat you nicely, just as you'll treat me nicely as well, right?"
Marco tried to shake his head, but the magical energy of the chains forced him to nod.
"Great! Now, could you be a dear and show me where you live?" Star requested with a wink.
Once again, the chains forced Marco to show Star his house.
And no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't break free.
.
Ever since then, he's been her slave, no ifs or buts.
What about his parents? What parents?
But nevertheless, Marco continued to babysit the puppies, considering them his friends.
...The only friends he had left, anyway.
