Hello, it's me Crazyman. Back once again with another chapter.

Holy crap! I have a lot of answering to do.

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(To: ClarkToasti) Sorry if the story didn't make any sense in the first four chapters. Those chapters were actually just filler in order to get a deeper meaning of what a hellhole Marco's life has become. Thanks for leaving a review by the way.

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(To: Superfanman217) Well, you wanted more. Here it is! Another chapter by yours truly.

Anyways, with that out of the way. Let's get started.

Disclaimer: Star vs. The Forces of Evil belongs to Daron Nefcy.

Story is mine.


The Great Escape

Thirty minutes felt like hours to Marco. As he was crying, he was repeatedly whispering 'I'm sorry' to no one in particular. He noticed earlier that Tom was eying him; full of guilt. As if he wanted to say something, but wasn't able to because of the situation. Marco tried pulling himself up after seeing his look, that look that he was going to tell more information, but failed horribly due to his recent revelation of Star's reasons of departure. If Tom was to say something that related to Star or Marco himself; especially if it was bad, he would've lost it here and there. Good thing that after thirty minutes, he stopped crying. If it wasn't for Tom's look of guilt, he probably continued crying for hours in the judgement room. By the time Marco stopped wailing in despair, Tom took his chance and said...

"Marco..." He prolonged. "I have something to tell you."

"W-what..." He looked at Tom with his red eyes. "Is it good or bad?"

"Mostly good." Tom comforted before continuing. "I'm going to tell you all about this person that can help you get your life back."

"...Huh?" Marco tilted his head in confusion.

"Before I tell you this, I have to do something first." Tom said before standing from his chair.

"W-where are you going?!" Marco couldn't help but look at Tom, who was heading for the door.

Marco thought that Tom will go outside and call whoever this helper might be, but what he did instead shocked him. When Tom went to the door, he immediately locked every single lock in the door with urgency. He then burned the doorknob which melted into liquid, making sure no one from the other side would be able to get inside the room. Once he was done melting the doorknob, he then turned to face the floating eyeball in the corner. A flame suddenly appeared on Tom's hand, he then threw his flame at the floating eye. The fire caused the floating eye to burn and wail around in panic. The eye met its inevitable fate as it burned down into flames. Suddenly, an alarm was heard. The alarm surprised Marco, but not Tom.

"Marco! I need you to do something for me!" Tom quickly said.

"W-what is it?" Marco asked, a little more composed than earlier.

Tom pulled some dimensional scissors from his pockets. Before he can even tell Marco what he was going to do, they heard banging from the door. The people on the other side consisted of monsters that was supposed to guard the judgement rooms whenever something suspicious happens. They were trying to open the door, either by force or by using the doorknob. Tom knew they can't last long, he then urgently made his way behind the chair of Marco. Using the dimensional scissors, he was cutting the air. After making a portal, Tom looked at the door once again. Only to see that the locks were falling down on the floor. He knew that if he left the door unguarded for just one second, their plan would be ruined. Tom ran to the door at full speed and pushed with all of his might. Tom continued to push the door, that was forcefully being opened for half a second. Tom knew that he wouldn't be able to explain to Marco, so he just hopes that his partner would explain in his place. He looked at Marco and said...

"MARCO!" Tom called out. "I'm going to tell you something important!"

"What!?" Marco shouted with a serious face.

Before Tom could answer, the door opened for another half-second. Not being able to push it with his body, he used his telekinesis as a last resort. Telekinesis took lots of Tom's energy, but it was the only thing he had at the moment.

"DAMN MONSTERS!" Tom shouted before looking at Marco.

"Look! I'm breaking you out of here! I made a portal which will teleport you to my partner! Once I say go, I'm going to push your chair backwards so that you'll enter the portal I created!" Tom explained as he struggled to keep the door closed.

"But, but where will I go!?"

"No time to ask! My partner will explain everything!" Tom felt the last of his energy depleting. This was going to be it. It's now or never!

"NOW GO!"

After Marco heard the last word, he felt as his chair was being pushed backwards. He was slowly making his way to the portal when he saw trouble arise. The door had opened up. Tom was already feeling weak from energy drainage, but he was determined to push Marco to the portal. The advances of Marco stopped when Tom was suddenly interrupted. Surprised, Marco looked at Tom. He saw that he was being cuffed as well, which made Marco stop. Tom glanced over at Marco with determination before shouting to him...

"PUSH WITH YOUR LEGS, MARCO!" Tom was then pushed onto the ground, "YOU'RE ONLY AN INCH AWAY!"

Marco quickly obeyed his command and pushed with his legs. He pushed so hard that the chair he was sitting on, was going to topple over. As the chair fell backwards, the last thing he saw was Tom struggling with his cuffs and some monsters coming after Marco. In only a few seconds, Marco had entered the portal and then it closed by itself. The sudden departure of the portal left the officers after him dumbstruck.

"Where did he go?" One of the surprised monster officer asked.

"Hehe..." Tom shortly chuckled, which made the guards look at him.

"He went away..."


Once Marco entered the portal, he was then teleported into somewhere he hasn't been in before. Marco looked at the place and saw that is had very...unique design. He first saw that there were pools of lava everywhere, covering most of the place. He looked to the left to see that there was a waterfall with lava falling down from it. Marco then looked at his right to see that there was a giant bucket, just above the large pool of magma. He swore to Tom that if he was teleported into some kind of strange volcano, he'll kill him first before any of the guards can.

Marco was once again lost in his thoughts, not being able to hear the footsteps behind him. As the person that was walking towards Marco made its way, they then picked up the back of the toppled chair and pushed him up. Marco was surprised when he realized that his chair was standing properly. He was even more shocked when he heard something click behind him, it took him about five seconds to finally know that his arms were already free. He stood up and stretched his arms, he sighed in relief as his arms were finally comfortable. Marco looked behind him to see a somewhat familiar face looking at him seriously.

"Hekapoo?" Marco tilted his head. "What are you doing here?"

"Seriously? That's the first thing you ask?" Hekapoo knew that Marco just dropped the tension.

"Sorry..."

"Fine, I'll tell you..." She walked closer to him before continuing. "I'm here because a certain someone made a portal into my home. Can you guess who it is?"

Marco could smell the sarcasm miles away. He then put his right hand on his face and sighed in defeat.

"So sarcastic, in a situation like this..." Marco muttered. "It's Tom isn't it?"

"Yep." Hekapoo said cheerfully before she had a dead-serious look on her face. "Look, enough games, let's be serious from now on."

"Agreed." He then shook her hand.

"Now that got that out of the way." She said mumbled loudly before looking at him directly. "Do you have any questions?"

"I have two in my mind..." Marco loudly thought.

"What is it?"

"First of all, what and why is this happening? Second of all, Tom said he knew somebody that could help me get my life back, do you know who it is?" He asked thoroughly and specifically.

"To answer your first question..." Hekapoo prolonged. "What is happening is that we're trying our best to get you away from the judgement room. If you were confused as to why Tom was there, it's because he became an undercover judge...if that's how you call it. Initially, our plan was to get some blackmail info on the department. But when we heard that you became deceased, that's when we changed our plans. We did this because Tom suddenly took your case without my approval, I was angry at him at first before he told me his reasons."

"What was his reason?" Marco pressed on the last sentence.


- Five Minutes After Marco's Official Death -

"What!? Are you crazy!?" Hekapoo shouted at the salmon-haired boy.

"Please Hekapoo, I need to do this." Tom pleaded.

"And why is that?" She asked angrily.

"Because..." Before Tom could even tell her, she cut him off.

"Because what? Is it because he's your best friend!? Is it because you feel sorry for the guy who could ruin everything we did up until now!? Or is it because you wanted to tell him something that you've been hiding for years, and that you were a big COWARD to tell him!? C'mon tell me!"

In a matter of seconds, Hekapoo found herself shocked from being slapped by the boy. She was rubbing her cheeks in pain as she looked at the looming figure of Tom. His eyes changed from his normal eyes to blood red. She then saw that tears were falling down from his face, and was dripping onto the ground. He clenched his fists as if he was going to punch her in anger. What seemed like hours, we only seconds in real time. As she froze in place, Tom then spoke up...

"You just said it...all of it."

"..." Hekapoo stayed completely silent.

"It's because he my best friend, and I'm partially responsible for making his life a living hell. It's because I felt sorry for him even though he could ruin everything we did up to this date, and that's a sacrifice I'm willing to make for him. And it's because I've been hiding from him for years, trying to keep something from him, even though he should've known for every second he lived in despair. I AM a coward for hiding something so important to him,something that could've made his life a bit better. Yet, I failed to do this, I failed to stop his pain, I failed to stop him from killing himself, I failed him."

The pace of the tears were picking up, and it wasn't long before Tom started wiping his eyes. He knew that he would bring pain upon the poor boy if he didn't tell him. Now that he's dead and is preparing for the judgement room, this is his final chance to save him. To save him from the shit he had gone through. He stopped crying in a matter of seconds before looking intently at Hekapoo.

"Hekapoo..." He looked at her with red eyes.

"What..." She said with a dull voice.

"I'm going to get Marco out of the judgement room, I observed that the dead are still connected with their physical bodies. So that means Marco's soul and body are complete and alive. Once I get out of the door of this building, you're gonna make some scissors that can send Marco back in time. Make it special so that he has ability to turn back time to his choosing. If I don't come back from this, make sure you do whatever he wants to do. I don't want him to feel forced with the choice he has to make. Lastly, make sure to tell him everything about the conversation we had. Got that?"

He saw that Hekapoo nodded and walked away. He opened the door to go outside, looking back at Hekapoo one more time. He saw that she was already getting to work about the scissors he told her about. For a moment, he smiled as he knew that Marco would be finally happy for once in his life. He stepped outside and closed the door behind him. As he walked away to his fate, he smiled and said...

"Sorry Star, but your promise is something I'm willing to break if I want to stop Marco from suffering. Hope you like my gift Marco."


"And that concludes everything. Anymore questions?"

Both of them were on a couch near the waterfall-like volcano. Marco was silent; pondering at the truth. He had mixed feelings about the current revelation. One part of him was happy, that someone did something big for him and that they gave up everything just to stop his suffering. The other part of him wanted to cry into a corner, because even though his life was okay now, he ruined another person's life by making them help him. The worst part about that is that it was Tom who did this. He gave up everything, his career, his promise, and his freedom. Just to save him. Even though Marco wants to cry, he didn't. He knew that if Tom wanted to make him happy by doing all of this and cried, then his friend would be completely disappointed in him. So instead of crying, he smiled. He lifted his head up and looked at the ceiling. He then spoke out loud.

"Thanks for everything Tom." He softly called out.

"So Marco..." Hekapoo casually said. "Is there anything else you want to do before going back in time?"

Marco looked at the ground, thinking what he should do. He then looked at Hekapoo with a smile and said.

"There is one last thing I want to do."


This is probably my most balanced chapter yet.

Like seriously, I never even dreamed of making a chapter so balanced with dialogue and details. I don't know whether I should be proud of myself or not. Even though this took like six hours, it was worth the effort.

About the poll, I see that nothing was changing for the past couple of weeks and that it was becoming useless, so I want close it. Besides, it's becoming one sided at this point in time. The poll will be open until April 30, 2018. So if you want to make votes, this is your last chance.

Poll results:

It always goes wrong - 3

Star and the Crew: Dimensional Adventures - 1

Anyways, that's all. Please leave a review either complimenting, complaining, suggesting, and criticizing the story. You can even leave a review saying 'Crazyman is already running out of jokes' or something.

Did you know that I would've did my original plan, which was to make a bunch of pointless filler chapters. If it wasn't for a guest asking if Tom would be in the last chapter, I wouldn't have created this and the last chapter. That goes to show that even one simple question, can affect a writer so much.

Crazyman out.