Chapter 1: Needed Some Rest
Blackness.
Swimming around the arms tried to claw at whatever might be surrounding the body, but nothing came. Just emptiness. Violently they thrashed. Occasionally the limbs would come in contact with an object, but it was nothing that could be seen, only felt. Just little bumps here and there in the sea of nothingness. What could be felt was soft and cloth-like. It could be moved and pulled, but it wouldn't help the situation. No matter how the fabric was thrown about the vision stayed the same. Blackness.
Growing tired of the efforts, the young person flung their legs around to what they thought would be the proper placement and attempted to hoist themselves upwards instinctively believing that their feet would come into contact with the ground. They did not. Instead their face was what came into contact with what they could only assume was the floor as they unwittingly threw their body straight off of the supposed bed. If nothing else, they had hoped that the sudden painful sensation might jog something of their optical senses, but it did not. Nothing. Just blackness.
Simply praying that there was no blood streaming down their face, the teenager propped themselves up on their elbow. They didn't wanna have to clean up any mess that'd been made. Just more time out of their precious exciting endeavors. Still unable to see, they fumbled around until they managed to get their legs aligned enough to raise themselves up. Being that they were towards the middle of the room it took a bit of maneuvering before they could assuredly calculate just what they were coming into contact with whenever they felt a new object. But through trial and irritation they finally met with the door of their room. Via their face.
The day was just starting.
- 0000 -
Rhythmically the young man moved his mouth around, its teeth slowly grinding the delicious fluffy slabs in his mouth into a fine paste to swallow. One two three...one two three. Without even thinking about it his mind kept track of how many times each side of the mouth chewed in an unspoken promise to keep the numbers even. One two three...one two three...four? The tan-skinned boy slowly gave the pancakes another chew before hearing a sound and looking upwards. It'd been the ceiling that'd interrupted his internal grinding. It'd been about a minute since the last thud had echoed, but it'd happened again. And now again. Whatever his housemate had been up to sure had been making a lot of racket ever since a half hour prior. Finally though he heard the nearly-silent squeak of a door and felt some smaller thuds signifying the feet that were walking through the upstairs hallway.
"G'mornin' Star," Marco let out swallowing his food upon seeing the blond-haired female practically dropping down the staircase. He was about to take another bite before realizing that something was off with the girl. Her body moved...not normally. While her leg jutted out to the side to walk in the sound of Marco's voice, her arms whipped around behind her dangling body as if being drug about unwillingly by the lower half of her figure. With a loud slam syrup and chunks of solidified batter caked bits of the boy's face. He figured he should probably be more surprised than he was, but all Marco did was blink once or twice at the princess that had planted her face in the plate that was supposed to be her breakfast before continuing to eat his own.
"...Star...you...okay?" Marco eventually asked after about five seconds had passed with no response from his companion.
"I dunno Marco, I dunno," Star muffled a sigh through the syrupy mess she'd covered herself in. Assuming she was at the right spot, Star allowed her rear to drop down only to find that she'd half connected with the seat. Hesitantly she yanked the rest of the object under her body to keep from falling and put her elbow down to be able to prop her abused head up with it. What she felt was slimy and goopey under her arm, but she didn't really care by now. Marco took another bite of his pancake trying to ignore the girl that seemed to be trying to look in his direction, but that was instead pointing her face towards the stove.
"...you uh...your pancakes are on your arm..." he pointed out. Lazily Star brought the slimey appendage up to face level and licked it off. Marco stared for a moment before shrugging and finishing up what was left of his meal. Normally he was used to seeing the girl practically inhale the food in front of her, but Star seemed unusually disinterested. The few attempts she did decide to make ended in splotches of the contents of her plate scattered around the serving object and more on her cheeks. Finally Marco sighed and got up.
"Okay, here," he grumbled grabbing her fork causing her to gasp slightly, "Open your mouth." A light shade of red forming on her cheeks as the girl did as she was told. Seconds later her tongue began to dance around her mouth tasting the sweet food that'd been placed in it. Hastily she chewed the pancakes and swallowed them before opening her mouth for another bite. Now it was Marcus turn to blush. He knew he'd never live it down if anybody saw him hand-feeding the princess. After about the fourth bite though he noticed something. Her eyes.
"...you doofus!" he gawked slapping the back of her head lightly, "Open your eyes!" The redness returned to Star's cheeks as she instinctively tried to slap the boy back but only ended up batting at the air.
"Ya don't think I tried that Marco?" Star grunted, "I mean I know how pleasant it is to slam your face into the floor and the door and a plate of pancakes, but even I get a bit tired of it after a while."
"Then open them!"
"I can't!" Star spat. Marco's pupils shrunk slightly. He could see just how uncomfortable Star was from the way she fidgeted after telling him that. Clearly it was something she wasn't too happy about. Lowering his eyelids, Marco pulled his seat over to her, sat down, and cupped her cheek in his hand. Star's mouth shrunk to a small upside down U at the touch and the hearts on her face glowed faintly as he poked around on her face.
"Wha-...what are you um...doin'?..." she murmured under her breath.
"Seeing what's wrong," he replied. The examination lasted for about half a minute. She could feel his fingers exploring the skin, their individual prints brushing across the soft flesh. The digits stroked up and down her head, her cheeks reddening each time they passed over her hearts. Whatever Marco was doing it was certainly...interesting to her senses. Finally she felt one of the fingers lightly touch her eyelid. Out of nature she winced from the sudden touch. Another poke heralded another wince, but less startled this time.
Marco wished there was another way, but this was the only thing he could think of. Poking and prodding at her to see what would give a reaction. While the muscles around the eye seemed to certainly be responding, there was nothing to show that they were willing to open. In annoyance more than anything he gripped one of the eyelids with his thumb and forefinger and peeled it back igniting another gasp. This time however, he gave one of his own.
"Wha-what?" Star stammered. Catching his breath, Marco sat back down and pulled the eyelid back up again. What he saw made him a tiny bit uneasy.
"Well," he muttered walking over to the sink to wash his fingers, "Good news is you got your eyes."
"Bad news Marco, bad news. You don't say "the good news is!" unless you wanna scare the patient," Star told him. Chuckling, Marco sat back down to open up the princess' eye a third time.
"Bad news is your eyes are rolled backwards into your head," he stated. Star's mouth drooped.
"...and...what exactly are YOU doing?..." she asked. Getting no response her brows bent. "Marco?..."
"...just...this may feel "weird"...just...try to stay still..." Marco told her. Star was about to ask what he meant by that, but her answer came in the form of an...odd touch. She could feel something. Something prying at the surface of her eyeball, massaging its delicate slick surface. Almost...tugging at it. Her face scrunched with each press, but nothing seemed to happen.
"...okay...Marco...Marco...MARCO!" Star yelped. Immediately Marco pulled his hand back from the raised voice. Sighing, he shook his head.
"...well...your eyeballs are stuck up inside your head," he told her.
"...oh." Star said. The two just sat there for a spell as they tried to absorb just what the situation was. Star's face pointed forward, not having anything to look at while Marco scanned the girl's body for any signs of oddities. No parasites, no neck demons, no nothing. He was absolutely stumped as to just what had caused this weird situation.
"...I have to go to the bathroom," Star told him, "...Marco...I need help..." Lifting a hand to his forehead, the boy got up and pulled the girl into a standing position. Slowly they made their way up the steps. Hearing the door creak open, Star entered. She jumped upon hearing it close behind her.
"Alright, so, you gonna say what happened exactly?" the boy asked putting his ear up to the door. Immediately he took it back having heard the sound of trickling and blushed a deep shade of red.
"No idea..." he heard Star's muffled voice reply.
"No spells or anything?"
"Nope..." she told him, "...not this morning..." Marco paused as his eyes narrowed.
"And...last night?..." he muttered. Getting no response he asked again, "And LAST NIGHT?..."
"...well...there was that ONE spell..." he heard as the toilet flushed. In frustration he slapped his forehead. Then heard a loud crash. Throwing the door open he was greeted with the sight of the Mewnian princess trapped underneath the torn out door of the shower. "...I just wanted to get to sleep..." she groaned.
- 0000 -
"Okay, lemme see here..." Marco said quietly as he flipped through the pages of the ancient book. Each piece of paper folded delicately against his fingers in his slow study, their speed painting him almost afraid to be looking through it.
"Hearts of Death, Glittering Cataclysm, Crystalizing Birds," he read as the words passed by him, his confidence seeming to grow as he progressed, "may take a while without a guide, but at least I haven't seen head or gem of that little-"
"You rang?" the blue spirit of the book grinned up at him laying restfully on the latest page. Marco groaned and his brows furrowed, "Ya know Mr. Diaz, we simply must stop meeting lik-..." Glossaryk's expression jumped a bit noticing something off before slimming into a more stern face.
"Yes, we must," he practically grumbled as he floated over to the boy and lifted his hand up, "because half the time I see you Star isn't around and sometimes you even have her wand in your hand. Like now."
"Look, I don't got time for this, okay?" Marco said brushing the smaller form away as he continued to flip through the spellbook, "Star messed something up and I need to find something to reverse it."
"Then let's take the book AND THE WAND to her and have her fix it," Glossaryk suggested levitating the piece of literature into the air, "If nothing else it'll be good practice for whatever she's done."
"That'd be great," Marco agreed yanking the book back to the floor, "IF SHE COULD READ." Glossaryk looked at the boy and blinked. He opened his mouth to speak but Marco cut him off. "Look...apparently she cast some spell on herself last night to help her get to bed. Which has made her unable to see. Eyes are there, but when I look inside they're rolled back up into her head." While the boy continued his search the blue midget stroked his beard and rolled his eyes about in their sockets.
"The No Sleep No Peep spell," Glossaryk said with a smile. A snap of his fingers sent the book flapping through itself until it came to a stop on a page towards the back. Reading over the sudden words confirmed the situation.
"For those tired of restless nights, this spell was crafted to give rest to those that are weary," Marco read, "but ONLY as a last case scenario. The spell has been used rarely, but when it has it has mainly been used in combat against those that will not stop as it puts the one whom it is casted on into an unseeing state for FORTY YEARS!?" Marco's jaw dropped as he read the last two words. Even Glossaryk's eyes widened a bit.
"WHY WOULD SHE USE THIS SPELL?!"
"You really think she read through everything that you did?" Glossaryk asked. Marco's eyes shut aggravatingly.
"...okay...OKAY. We can fix this!" Marco declared, "You! Get me to the page that reverses this!" Glossaryk just stared at the boy and laughed.
"Oh my dear dear sweet little Marco," he chuckled twirling part of his beard in his finger, "Do you think there's just a counterspell for everything? It's not always that simple. Remember when you and her had to go all the way to the planes of time to get things started up again? I certainly do. I found myself splatted against the wall from whatever you two did." Marco bit his lips nervously.
"...okay, then...what about things that MIGHT have an effect on whatever she did to herself?" Marco suggested. Glossaryk squinted his eyes. Slowly his finger spun around in front of him causing the pages of the book to turn.
"How's about this one?" he asked. Marco looked at where the book had stopped.
"Eyeball Expansion?..." he questioned, "We don't want them weighing her head to the ground."
"This?" another flap of pages sounded.
"Demonic Possession?" Marco glowered.
"Hey, don't knock it kid, those creeps LOVE to do things to the body. I've certainly seen my fare share of ones that spin pupils around...and heads..." Marco just sighed.
"Fine, that don't rock your boat? What about," Glossaryck gave a clap, "This?"
"Eyefull of Love?" Marco read, his glare somehow deepening, "we don't need her going through Mewberty again."
"Okay, okay, we got time as long as she's not killing herself," Glossaryk smiled, "But you are running me out of options."
"Why wouldn't the people that made this have made a counterspell?!"
"Kid, I've learned over the years not to question the...mentality of the Butterfly family," Glossaryk told him turning to another page, "How's about-"
"Nah."
"There's always-"
"No way."
"A tiger once-"
"We're not trying to freeze her."
- 0000 -
The Mewnian princess rocked her feet carelessly in the air above her lying body. She hated this. With the loss of her vision everything just seemed to go on forever. The walk to the bathroom, the spell-finding Marco had set out to do, even the unheard tocks of whatever clock she imagined. All of it just went on for infinity in the emptiness of her non-sight. It was maddening. She felt like shouting, but she knew it wouldn't do any good. All she could do is lie and wait. And wait...and...wait...
The next thing she knew she'd leaped right out of bed from the finger that'd been poking her leg to wake her up. Her face would've dropped right onto the floor again if a limb of some sort hadn't been there to stabilize her. Shakily she caught her breath and wobbled to a standing position.
"...Marco?"
"Right here Star," he assured her squeezing her forearm.
"...ya gonna fix me now?" she asked hopefully.
"Oh yes, he'll get right on that with his magic," a third familiar voice interrupted. Marco was happy the girl couldn't see his face right now. "It worked out so well when we were in his room."
"...you can do magic?" she asked. Confused, Star only listened as Glossaryk started laughing.
"Well, he did something alright!" he managed through his chuckling painting Marco's face with crimson, "I was wondering why we were in his room, but when he told me about how he was going to try performing a spell by himself to give it a test well...it's just something you had to be there to see!...oh...um...right..." Though still confused by what she was hearing, Star glared in the direction of Glossaryck's voice at the mention of sight.
"Star...look...the spell you put on yourself...it...it's gonna last for...forty...years-"
"WHAT!" she exclaimed, "Well what's the counterspell-"
"There isn't any."
Star's jaw dropped open as her head hung towards the ground. Forty...years? FORTY YEARS?
"M-Marco..." she stammered grabbing hold of his body for balance, "I...I...my mom...dad...I ...you...YOU!"
"...me?" Marco gulped.
"...you...wouldn't mind...uh...helping me...until then...right?..." she asked quietly. Relieved that he wasn't getting yelled at or anything, Marco ruffled the girl's hair and helped her back into a proper standing position.
"Course I wouldn't," he replied. Star's mouth curled upwards in a small relieved smile, "But that ain't happening. We got a list of spells out that may have some effect on the eyes which would probably wind yours back into place."
"OH THANK YOU!" Star exclaimed as she pulled the boy into a hug. Marco had to struggle to get air into his lungs and pry her arms off of him.
"I didn't say you were gonna LIKE the spells..." he continued.
"And I care because? Whatever you do to me I'm sure it beats being blind for forty years!" she told him. Marco winced and spared a glance at Glossaryk. The blue-skinned being gave him an unsure look an shrugged his shoulders.
"Well...okay then..." Marco sighed pulling out a list from behind his back, "We got a number of different spells in our search, but I'm pretty sure it comes down to one. Glossaryk was pretty intent on the demon possession though and wanted your opinion on it." Star's blind face turned towards the floating being's direction and glared.
"I am not having Tom swimming around inside of me," she told him.
"Eh, might be fun, ya never know," he shrugged.
"And the others?" she asked Marco. The boy gave another sigh and scanned down the list.
"Well, there was Eyeball Expansion-"
"Yuck," Star commented.
"Brain-Freeze Blizzard-"
"How would that-"
"Do you keep your eyes still when you get one?" Marco asked, "Dimensional Vision-"
"Ooooo..." Star said eagerly.
"It makes you see every dimension at once on top of each other," Marco told her.
"...oh."
"Burned Eye Viewer," Marco continued. Sensing the girl's puzzling he spoke again, "It makes you look directly at the sun."
"Ouch."
"Look, ALL of these suck," Marco told her scrolling through the options, "but the one that is the least harmful, I HOPE, is...ugh...Eyefull...of...Love..." Star's brows bent downwards upon hearing the name.
"It allows the user to search out...compatible people while becoming more...amorous..." Marco grumbled his way through the sentence, his cheeks like a tomato.
"...what's...amorous mean?..." Star asked curiously. Marco opened his mouth but no words came out.
"It means you're gonna wanna bang people more," Glossaryck told her nearly causing both teenagers to drop to the floor.
"WHAT!" she gawked.
"Now relax, if anything gets too out of hand there's always some Reproduction Safety spell or some crap like that in the book," he told her. In annoyance and shock Star had begun tugging at her hair. Her face was starting to join Marco's in coloring.
"No-that's not what I-how are you okay with this!?" she stuttered at the short blue being.
"Oh please, do you think you'd be the first one to get it on? I've had to sit through generations of Butterflies banging their way through their young adulthoods. Why even your mother wa-"
"NO!" Star yelled grabbing Glossaryck in her hands and squeezing them shut, "No no NO! You-stop!" Pursing her lips together, Star fell silent for a short moment and squinted. "...what...exactly are all the...details?..." she gulped not wanting to mess up another spell. Giving one of his own, Marco looked down at the list again.
"...one week..." Marco told her, "that's how long the effects last. One week of the tension and urges building up as you um...keep a lookout for...significant others. The amount you'd be after starts to narrow down as it goes on so it shouldn't be THAT much trouble by the end." Star's mouth was just hanging slightly agape as she listened. Forty years really wasn't THAT long if you took out the word "years" from it. Then again...what all would really be being sacrificed to repair this damage?
"...JUST one week?" Star repeated.
"Yes," Marco replied remembering that she couldn't see him nod.
"...alright," she agreed unclasping her hands and allowing Glossaryck to float out, "Alright, let's do this."
"And you're sure that-"
"Marco, I've gone through Mewberty and gotten things as simple as feelings more under control as I've grown as a person. I can handle a little...feisty emotion for a week. Relax, I got this," she announced crossing her arms confidently over her chest. Marco didn't know whether to be relieved or scared, but knew all he could do was really just go along with whatever the princess decided.
"Alright then," he said placing the wand in her hand, "here we go." Star just stood there blindly looking towards her wand for a bit.
"Marco...I can't-"
"Was wondering when you'd remember that," he smirked, "Which is why I'm here." Star was about to ask what he meant, but just emitted a quick "eep!" as she felt his hands grab both of her arms from behind. Star blushed a deep shade of red. She could feel his form pressed right up against the back of her's. "Now just pretend we're dancing to perform this and say these words starting from when we make the first step. Ahem. From deep in love I call on thee."
"From deep in love I call on-"
"From want and passion on bended knee."
"From want and passion on-"
"Through care and desire I bear no ill."
"Through care and desire I bear no-"
"But lust I must til I've had my fill."
"But lust I...okay...okay...got it..." Star murmured. She prayed Marco couldn't see the front of her face from where he was. It was bad enough feeling his body against her's, but to have him whispering such words into her ear on top of that. Glossaryk must've been watching with popcorn and drinks.
"...you...ready?..." Marco murmured. The up and down movement of her hair against his face gave him the nod he needed. "Okay...on three we start moving. Just let me handle the physical stuff, you take care of the words. One."
"Two," Star followed surprising Marco a bit at how in sync she was with him. He blushed seeing her turn her head towards him for the final word.
"Three," they both said together. Feeling Marco's leg guide her's she began speaking when her foot touched the ground.
"From deep in love I call on thee," she began as the two drifted slowly in a circle, "From lust and passion on bended knee," stopping, Marco bent her body over into a rather...sensitive bow. She had to keep her mind focused to ignore the body that was hunched over her's. Dipping into a crouch, she proceeded, "Through care and desire I bear no ill," lifting upwards the two twirled in place, "But lust I must," they stopped as Marco extended the arm that carried the wand into the air, "til I've had my...fill."
Though Star couldn't see it she could certainly feel the magic welling up within the wand. But there was something...different about this spell. Had she been allowed to see, maybe she would've noticed the darker redder color that began to swim through the pinkish layer of magic, but the sight was only one that Glossaryk took note of. The only thing that mattered to the princess was getting her sight back. And to her fortune she did.
Stepping back, Marco watched as the field of magic pillowed out from the wand and encompassed the girl, its surges swirling around her body. It lasted for about fifteen seconds before wafting up into her skin. All at once her eyes snapped open and began twirling from top to bottom in their sockets. When they eventually slowed to a stop they bobbed back towards the top of her head causing her to jump a bit and snapped back down into place staring forward. A large room, a sizeable bed, Marco. She could see again! Without missing a beat the girl rushed over to him and glomped him into a tight hug. Expecting the action, Marco simply allowed himself to be lifted into the air.
"Oh thank you thank you thank you thank you thank you!" she repeated over and over nuzzling her face into his chest. After a few seconds though he stared down at her. She was just standing there, arms wrapped around him, staring into his face. And she showed no signs of loosening.
"Uh...Star?" Marco asked.
"Yessss..." she smiled up at him. The boy blinked back. She seemed oblivious to his new struggling to get free.
"Um...can you...put me down?..." he asked. Blinking herself, Star dropped the boy to his feet. Bashfully she rubbed the back of her head.
"Sorry," she apologized trying to look away from him, "it's just...you have no idea what you did for me."
"Well hopefully it stays that way," he told her pressing the wand down from where she was holding it, "I don't need that much sleep." Sharing a chuckle the two smiled at each other before Marco turned to exit the room. "Now then, if ya need me, Imma be laying down for a bit. It's Sunday and from what I hear we got a whole week of "excitement" in store for us with this spell," he sighed, "I myself would just suggest hanging out in your room where you can't see much of anyone as often as ya can."
Star stared as the teenager left her room. And she stared as he walked down the hall. And entered his room. And closed his door.
"...what did Marco say?" she asked Glossaryck.
- 0000 -
Welp, I'm back!...for now. Let's see here...holy shit, has it really been 3-ish years since I last put a story up?...didn't even finish that one either...well, here's to hoping this one goes better. Not sayin' this one's that good or anything so far, but I just got really bored and saw Star vs. the Forces of Evil last month so I started making up stuff about it. We'll see where this goes or if I lose interest. Either way, hope it ain't too bad so far.
I won't be doing fan art for this story however. Just...too much work with what all I normally work on. But if you want, here's some art I did of the show in general:
warahi deviantart com / art/Star-Vs-the-Forces-of-Evil-Doodles-672645857