In the Diaz household, Star's reading watching TV as the title of the fanfic appears and an elegant voice speaks,
"And now, random comments, with Star Butterfly."
How have you been coping?
"Coping with what, exactly? If you mean the wand, well I take into consideration that I now know the history of my people a bit better, and I got some combat skills myself so, to cope...I actually don't think I cope that much, I'm fine the way it is for the moment. Pretty calm, not many monster attacks, It's pretty boring too but necessary."
"Now if you mean how I cope about not being part of Marco's harem, I write porn about him and his concubines."
Star smiles with half-closed eyes and then suddenly blurts, "That's considered normal in my culture, okay?!"
Do you like video games?
"From my little exposure to them, I can't give you an honest, true answer so easily."
Want a new wand?
Star gives the camera an unamused, sorta pissed off look as text above reads "Star is not amused" in black font.
What do you think of fire?
Star, suddenly wearing a black robe, turns around and sings dramatically,
"It's like fire, campfire, that fire melts marsh-ma-llows!"
Do you like Marco?
"Generic answer."
Want a fluffal?
"What's a fluffal?"
Do you want Marco's babies?
"Oh my gosh, Marco's a mother?!"
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"This has been, Random Comments, with Star Butterfly."