A/N: GUYS! There's a new intro to SVTFOE and I freaking the fuck out! I live on the opposite side of the country so I wasn't able to go to the panel. I might go absolutely mad from waiting. I'm so sad and so excited for summer to hurry it's ass up so I can go ahead and see season 3. If anyone has the intro, help a sister out. I won't share. On another note, I received a PM from a lovely person who asked me to put WARNING: POSSIBLE SEX SCENE! next time on my chapters. Sorry if I offended anyone. To be totally honest, I write romance novels and that was NOTHING compared to what I could have written. Love you guys. Enjoy this mess I call a fanfic!

Chapter 10 Star

I woke up alone and cursed out loud when I realized what I had done last night.

"You idiot!" I scolded myself as I tugged on my hair. Tom was going to be furious. He was going to literally explode with anger.

A knock on the door announced a visitor and the door opened, an army of fairies drifting in.

"Your Majesty," the leader squeakily said, "we're hear to help you dress."

A floor length, off the shoulder, puffy sky blue dress with white lace was dropped over my head and two fairies tugged it down. They stuck my feet in white slippers, piled my hair on my head and twisted and tucked until it sat like a high bun.

A golden crown with a pink heart was placed on top of my head. What does a queen do on her first day of her ruling? I sighed, I guess I would find out later today.

I stood there as they plucked my eyebrows, filed and manicured my hands, and repaired a tear in the hem of the dress. I began to fidget after ten minutes. I could feel my energy bubbling up in the pit of my stomach. Finally, I waved them away.

"Please," I begged as I hurried to the door, "no more. I can do all of those things myself." I stepped out into the hallway, having trouble walking in the floor length dress and almost tripped.

Fortunately my mom caught me by my elbows and held me steady.

She gave me a bright grin as she hooked her arm through mine and walked to the throne room. "Relax. The High Commission is gathered in the conference room. We're going to transfer power over to you but there's an issue."

I arched an eyebrow. "What issue?"

She gave me a thin smile but said nothing. We greeted the people running in an out of the castle as they passed by.

I repeated myself again, "Mom, what issue?" I'll admit it, I had been pretty nervous about running a kingdom all by myself. But I had come to accept that I was going to be responsible for people. Anything threatening that would have to be eliminated.

She came to the conference room and walked right in. A pot of coffee and some donuts sat on the table. Though we rarely ever drank coffee, it was always available. And today, the entire High Commission had ceramic mugs filled with it. Dark circles were under their eyes, it was clear they were exhausted.

They stood up as my mom and I approached. We said our 'good mornings' and sat down. I poured myself a cup of coffee and masked its bitter taste with sugar and cream. I would need the strength for whatever today decided to throw at me. My dad came in a minute later and proceeded to devour five donuts.

I signed a mountain of paperwork that would allow me power of the treasury, armory, army, prisons, Mewnian affairs, national archives, the secret and magical journals of dark magic. I was given the documents of recent issues regarding failing crops and the most recent events of the kingdom of Caldor.

"There's one last issue we need to discuss," Hekapoo stated as she glanced warily at the door as if waiting for someone to show up.

"Yeah?" Finally I'd know what it was.

My mom glanced around the room before settling her gaze on me. "You must be married to fully take charge of Mewni. Though you will be the one in charge, you need support coming from a corner. You have less than a year to marry before the kingdom appoints a general council to act as a parliament."

Damn it. "Can't I just change that stupid law?" I asked, a tad pissed off. "Do I really need a husband to be seen as a legitimate ruler?"

My mom shook her head no at the first question. "It's the way things are. Mewni is old fashioned. The queen is in charge but only if she has a husband." The other people sitting around us suddenly had a huge interest in the ceiling.

I waved a hand at my dad. "Can't dad act as king for the moment?"

"Er," my dad muttered. "I don't know."

I frowned in annoyance. Pushing myself up, I walked to the window. I could see the early risers such as farmers and merchants walking about the village. They brought out their plows and seed to the fields and got to work. The merchants set up their stalls, preparing to sell their goods.

I turned back to the group. "What if I don't want to marry."

"You have to," My mother gingerly told me. "In any other circumstances it would be easy to pick the king…but this isn't easy." I could tell she was thinking of Tom and Marco.

The doors opened they both walked in, as if summoned. Well, one of them was a demon but that wasn't the point. I could tell they had been arguing by the tension on both faces. How was I to choose between them?

"Good morning, Your Highness," Tom greeted me warmly with a kiss to my cheek. I blushed scarlet when he pulled me into a hug and I noticed Marco staring at me with a knowing smirk.

Tom released me and Marco scooped me into a hug.

"Good morning, Star." He casually said, "I hope you slept well last night." Cue more blushing from me.

I stepped back away from both of them and held my hands in front of me. "Good morning. This is a closed meeting."

Tom frowned as he stepped forward. "I've always been allowed in your meetings."

Marco scoffed and threw him a sly grin," looks like that's changed." He clearly hadn't shaved in the morning, the shadow of his beard peeked out. "Or maybe Star doesn't want you to find out what they're discussing."

I forced myself to stay calm. How did he know we were talking about something? Or was he just guessing? "I need you two to leave. I'll see you later."

"Come on, Starship." Tom said with a confused look.

I pushed them both out of the room gently. "Queen's orders."

I turned back to the High Commission. "I'm not marrying anyone. Find a way to abolish the law or something."

Of course for the next few hours they tried to change my mind but I persevered and held my ground. I wasn't gonna marry anyone. Not if it meant having to choose between Marco and Tom.

After spending four years with Tom, you'd think it'd be an easy choice. But my feelings for Marco came rushing back. Even if he did seem a bit odd now, he would mumble to himself when no one was looking, he had been my best friend. For a week and a half he had been my fiancé. I wasn't sure about anything.

All I knew was that I had to keep Tom and Marco away from each other.

I walked up to a guard outside the room, "where is King Tom of the Underworld and Marco Diaz?"

The guard shuffled underneath his metal suit. "The king of the Underworld greeted a woman named Janna and took her to the sun room in the east wing. Mr. Diaz is in the gymnasium working on his sword skills."

"Thanks."

I decided to go to Marco first. Janna could wait for a while. I did find Marco working on his combat skills.

He moved like a demon. His sword slashed through the air in a way I had never seen before. He stabbed and sliced at the training dummy. He breathed heavily, and hacked the head off.

He muttered to himself. "I know, I have to get better. Shut up."

"How long have you been talking to yourself?" I asked as I bent down for the head. I walked over to him, "you never used to do that. I mean, not when I wasn't there. You'd talk to yourself when you couldn't believe all the crazy things I had done."

He smiled slightly. "Like that time you booby trapped the football field because you thought the other team was going to actually 'slaughter' ours."

"Earth sports are a difficult concept!" I protested.

He laughed as I smacked his arm playfully. "You took things too literally. That was my fault. I should've been looking out for you." He dug through his pockets and came up with duct tape and taped the dummy's head back on.

"How did you survive?" I blurted out as I made him face time. I placed both hands on his arms and searched his face. He hesitated but didn't say anything.

He sighed. "I'm not sure. I woke up somewhere and it took me a while to figure out who I was."

I removed my hands and crossed my arms over my chest. "I waited for you. But I had to move on or the Butterfly family would lose the throne."

"So now you'll marry Tom." He quietly said.

It was my turn to hesitate. "I'm not sure."

"What happened last night wasn't a mistake, Star." He said pointedly.

I shook my head. "It shouldn't have happened."

"Why not?"

"Because I'm engaged to Tom!"

"You were engaged to me first. The Blood Moon holds us together. An engagement on Mewni is binding. The Blood Moon bound us together. Why do you think these things keep happening when you're with Tom?" He pulled me into him, "You still love me."

"It doesn't matter what I want. Or what I feel," I struggled from him, "I can't choose between you two."

He let me go, his face turning thunderous. "You love him."

"I love you both," I corrected. "I need time."

"You don't have that." The way he said it saddened me. By the way his face fell, it saddened him too. "There's something I need to tell you."

"What?"

The door opened and in walked Tom and Janna. Janna's black hair was loose and wavy, she wore a short blue and green sundress.

"Sttaarrrr," she sang happily. Her pink diamond dimensional scissors hung from the black leather strap she had at her hips. Her golden gladiator sandals smacked the floor softly.

After begging and annoying Hekapoo for years, Hekapoo finally gave in and crafted Janna her own pair of scissors. There was one condition; Janna was to never, never, NEVER go to Hekapoo's dimension.

Her eyes sparkled mischievously as she stood in front of me. "Or should I say Your Highness?" She bowed playfully. "I'm here to wish you and Tom congratulations on your marriage. Bet last night was wicked." Her eyes flickered over to Marco. "Who is this sweet thang?" She held her hand out, her nails pink and black with tiny skulls decals. "Hey, I'm Janna."

Marco smirked as he shook it. I could see him struggling to contain a laugh. "Hey, Janna. I haven't seen you in a while."

Her eyes widened so much I was afraid they would swallow her face. "Marco?" They ran over his frame. "How is this possible?"

He told the story over again as Tom pulled me away from the two.

"Hey, how are you?"

I nodded as we walked over to the window. "Good, trying to get a hang of this thing." I leaned out of the window.

"Are we still getting married?" He softly asked me. "I know Marco has complicated things. We've fought more the past few days than ever. He packs quite a punch."

"Tom. I love you but I need time."

"You don't have much."

I laughed sadly, "that's the second time I've heard that."

He bent his head over mine and his lips touched mine softly. They were warm and tasted of cinnamon and coffee.

"I love you, Starship." He whispered as he pulled away, aware of Marco glaring at him. Tom scowled at him. "She was mine first," he mumbled to himself. "Well, I have a kingdom to run. I'll be back later." He straightened the cuffs of his black suit and left with a snap of his fingers.

"Good riddance," Marco muttered. "I wonder how my parents are."

I gasped as I realized his parents had no idea he was alive. "I visited them last week. They were okay."

He frowned, "what were you doing visiting my parents?"

I nervously laughed as I smoothed my dress out, "I went to tell them about Tom and I. They were happy for me."

His face took on surprise, "really?"

"Yeah," I squeaked. I backed away and bumped into Janna.

"Let's go see them!" Marco said as he ripped a portal open.

"I can't," I exclaimed with held up hands. "I'm the queen and I can't go anywhere."

"Sure you can," Marco grabbed my hand and pulled me through the portal.

"No!" I repeated and we were off to Earth.

I tumbled through the portal and landed in a heap on the floor. "Damn it, Marco. I said no!" A pair of hands helped me up. He put my crown back on my head straight while Janna snickered at me.

After my vision settled I saw that we stood in the doorway of his house. The couch was empty, the staircase that led upstairs was quiet. Sunlight rained in through the windows.

Marco's face fell. "I thought they would be here."

I grabbed his hand and pulled him behind me, going for the kitchen. I could hear the sizzle from a frying pan coming from it.

Raphael and Angie talking happily as he chopped bell peppers and she stirred the browning meat in the pan.

"Oh hey, Star!" Marco's dad said. He stopped and corrected himself. "Wait, it is 'Your Highness' now isn't it?" He swaddled me in his arms.

Angie joined him. "Congratulations! I'm so happy for you have you gone on your honey moon?"

"It is Your Highness, but you don't have to use that. No, I didn't get married," I told them, very embarrassed. "I have someone who wants to say hello."

Marco stepped forward. His eyes watered. "Hey, guys."

"Dios mío!" Raphael exclaimed. "Marco!"

Angie screamed in disbelief and quickly hugged him.

"I missed you too," Marco murmured. I pulled the pan from the stove and motioned for Janna to follow me. They were having their moment.

"Open a portal to Mewni for me, please?" I asked her.

She grinned and did. "So what does this mean?" As I stepped through I shrugged.

"It means I have to give up a person I love."

This time I landed standing up on the hard floor. My mom and dad rushed at me with worried looks.

"Oh there you are!" My mom exclaimed. "We thought something had happened. I know you're queen but you have to be guarded at all times!"

They led me back to the throne room.

I sat down with a weary sigh. "Sorry, Marco was reunited with his parents."

"You do know you have to choose right?" My father asked.

I nodded sadly. "I know."