Chapter 25: Love (Part 2)

Saint Olga's Reform School for Wayward Princesses

"Damn him..." Was all the king said to his dear wife as they spy on the hugging pair of Star Butterfly and her dear uncle Mason (or it is Masson?)" Butterfly, the king looked at the brutal and cruel-looking Bearer of Envy in disgust, disgust that his dearest daughter was even in the same area with his brother.

"Damn him to hell for even talking to our Star..." He said, surprisingly envious, something that his dear wife actually noticed, hearing his envious voice changing in tone rather greatly, but then again, it's what happens when your own daughter seems to like someone else more than you, and also that the Bearer of Envy can still make people envious without actually trying.

He was envying Mason's position so bad, that Mason was actually gaining power due to his brother's own envy, hopefully he can control himself this time, unlike the last time he was alive and well. He now knows that his brother is nearby, hopefully he or his wife won't ruin this moment with his dear niece, finally being able to see her, speak with her albeit with some difficulty and embrace her tenderly ever since she was a young girl, almost half of her current age today, she was fourteen right?

"It's...Good...To...see...you..." Mason said to his dear niece as she broke the embrace off from the Bearer of Envy, she smiled in response, happy to see her dear uncle alive and not dead due to Star's efforts in destroying him.

"It's good to see you too, Uncle Mason..." Star said to her uncle, he tried his best to smile in response, struggling to even speak or move his mouth smoothly and quickly.

"The last time I saw you was when you were being turned into dust! How are you here? How are you still alive?" Star asked, somewhat frantically as her mind started to have many questions involving the Bearer of Envy and dearest uncle.

"Gods...Gave...Me...A...Second...-" Mason was interrupted by Star as a way to not make him waste heavy breath

"Chance..." Star said as she wiped another tear off of her cheek and again hugged the Bearer of Envy, the Bearer of Envy hugged her niece back.

"I'm so glad...That you're back...I knew...That I killed you, and here you are, hugging me..." Star said to her dearest uncle who was also the Bearer of Envy.

"It's a miracle..." Star said as she tried her best to not cry even more so than before, Krysta smiled at our heroine and her dear uncle with the same Cheshire-cat smile, somewhat happy that her friend/friends niece is with her dear uncle, happy that she now knows that Mason is alive, she can live this place for her whole reason why Star's in this reform school is due to her killing the Bearer of Envy, but since Mason is now alive and breathing, she can live this supposed hell hole.

Our Heroine once again broke out of the hug, and simply looked at her uncle, without a second thought, she grabbed Mason's hood and pulled it back wanting to see her uncle's face, she revealed the Bearer of Envy's face, she looked at the Bearer of Envy in slight disgust, not enough to offend the Bearer of Envy, but enough for him to take notice, almost as if she was looking at an brutal wound rather then something genuinely ugly, he still bears the face that was a mixture of a normal healthy Mewnian and a rather sinister-looking demonic serpent with eyes tinged with a jade green tint , his scales could be the big reason why he's struggling to speak any form of words without taking long and heavy breaths, heavily contrasting his smooth mewnian skin with serpentine scales

"He may be your uncle, but his face doesn't tell you from first sight doesn't it?" Krysta asked her friend Star, it was Mason who said these three words that made Krysta's remark seem less rude and less mean-spirited.

"It...Doesn't..." Mason said in a incredibly dead-panned response. Star laughed from Mason's tone of voice.

"It doesn't matter how you look uncle Masson, you're still the same uncle that I like seven years ago..." Star said as the two broke out of the embrace. Mason tried his best to smile in response.

"You're...Right..." Mason said kindly, truly believing her words of hope and faith, Star smiled back to the Bearer of Envy.

"So, are you leaving this crappy place Star? Since you know, Mason is now alive" Krysta asked the Princess from Mewni with a genuinely not-knowing tone.

"Guess I am..." Star said with a sheepish smile to the Princess from Superbia, she shrugged slightly in response, it was Star's reason why she's even in this reform school to begin with.

"Good, we just need to do some paperwork first, then you won't be listed as an escapee, and get listed on bounty boards." Krysta said as she searched around the office for the right files that were needed for a legal departure from Saint Olga's.

"Just sit on that table and keep yourself comfortable, me and your uncle will do the paperwork, all you have to do is to wait..." Krysta said with a smile to Star as she did what she said.

"Mason, you sit down with your niece while I'll do the rest of the work, Star tell Mason your life before he left, Mason, tell her what you did during your hiatus of Mewni." Krysta said as she began her work.

Meanwhile...

Lord Alistair, looked upon the crystal ball that projects images of the present, images of the Bearer of Envy and his dearest niece being reunited for quite some time, but Alistair can clearly see that this, wasn't Mason, Mason only spoke a single, Mason is brutal, Mason lacks mercy, and more importantly, he reeks of envy, yet Lord Alistair can sense the Bearer of Envy feeling contentment, he lacks that resentment and more importantly, he wasn't envying someone or something.

Alistair growled loudly in response, seeing that even the resurrected Bearer of Despair was willing to become redeem, to think of sentience, to not be control by Alistair's chains, The Bearer of Despair's anger greatly increased, wanting the end of the Bearer of Envy for his attempt to become the Bearer of Kindness instead. He can control Kassius however, she heavily tinged in large amounts of pure pride. Proud of herself that she was the thing that reunited Star Butterfly and her uncle, even though she didn't really do anything, besides befriending the Princess from Mewni.

Her parents are in this Reform School, they have the wand, Lord Alistair wants the wand, and Star's parents are literally about seven yards away from them, spying rather well despite their clothes and naturally regal aura that seems to rub off of the common folk. The Bearer of Despair scoffed at how the Bearer of Pride was just nonchalantly helping the Bearer of Envy to redeems one's self to become the Bearer of Kindness.

Lord Alistair's anger seems to grow more and more as he began to think more and more, his Bearer of Wrath became the Bearer of Patience due to some stupid child that was marginally skilled in a martial art, the Bearer of Sloth became the Bearer of Diligence because of some egg that will only hatch to some insignificant form of life that will serve no purpose to the world, and now, the newly resurrected Bearer of Envy, is now becoming the Bearer of Kindness due to some bratty, stupid, petulant child that doesn't deserve anything in her life.

Alistair roared as his anger started to make him scream and stomp out of frustration, he wanted the human child to be desecrated and brutalized, he wanted the Mewnian princess to be burned while being impaled by Alistair's pike. He wanted the wand, he wanted them dead for they ruined his group of warriors, they redeemed their souls, and he wanted them to pay for it. He can notice King Butterfly's envious state, an evil smile started to grow on Alistair's face.

Unlike Beezle, Mason or the rest of the redeemed Bearers of Despair, Alistair can control the Bearer of Pride, for Kassius did not break Alistair's chains of command, something that Alistair can activate any time he wants or anytime he makes a demand for his minions to follow. He wanted Kassius to kill our heroine, but he waited for the King and Queen to make their move first, wanting to have a better opportunity to control the Bearer of Pride to she can carry out Alistair's nefarious tasks and desires

Star's Father looked from afar as our heroine and her uncle was happily chatting to each other while Krysta was working with the paperwork, his wife was ever so close to him spying along with him.

"Give me the wand..." Was all King Butterfly said, his wife looked at him as if he was crazy.

"You barely even know how to hold the wand! Let alone use it to cast spells..." Queen Butterfly said as she crossed her arms rather annoyed in her husband's desire to use the wand to get rid of his brother.

"Your brother knows more about the wand more than you, so you expect to be better than him at it?" Queen Butterfly asked her husband, he glared at his in response, not wanting her truthful statements, they were more akin to facts rather than statements if the king wanted to admit it.

"Give it to me!" He said rather aggressively, the Queen looked at his husband rather angrily, not wanting her husband to talk to her with an attitude. Despite this however, she did was she was told, handing the King the wand, instantly once King Butterfly was given the wand, the wand quickly transformed into wand the specifically reflects himself, it was similar to Queen Butterfly's wand, except with eagle wings around the main gem at the top of the wand, and the main crystal being white instead of glass blue.

The King looked at the wand in awe, the wand glowed with magical energy, he smiled in response, the magical energy seem to ooze with potential of destruction towards a certain someone that the King of Mewni hates, and in some cases envies in a way.

Meanwhile...

"Marco-san, are you ready for the rescuing of your love?" Ira asked Marco as the two stood in front of the closed to Saint Olga's Reform School, Ira looked at the slightly armored Marco as he held the kanabo staff quite heroically, Ira waited for Marco's answer as he tied a white headband around his forehead.

"To rescue Star? Always..." Marco said rather confidently to the partially redeemed Bearer of Patience.

"Remember, lets talk to the Headmistresses and Headmasters first, if it doesn't work, well, we can use unnecessary violence..." Ira said as if he was the leader of the pair.

"Also remember to actually man up and kiss your love on the mouth this time..." Ira said with a smug smile that luckily was concealed due to his face-shadowing white cowl. Marco blushed as an response and glared at the smug Bearer of Patience.

"I was just respecting her personal space!" Marco said, Ira smirked in response.

"I didn't know she was in love with me! Or at least, greatly likes me..." Marco said as his cheeks started to fluster and flush with tints of red.

"If you actually were respecting her space, you would have only held her hand." Ira responded back after trying his best to stifle his mischievous laugh as he finds enjoyment in the toying of young romances of two lovers that started as a friendship.

"Anyway, are you ready Marco-san!?" Ira said as he prepared to actually discuss Star's release rather than breaking the gate and fighting in.

"It's the same answer I said earlier..." Marco said, Ira looked at him, not believing him based on his blushing cheeks

"Thoughts about your love and the things that you'll do to her when you see her tell you otherwise..." Ira responded, Marco glared at the Bearer of Patience, rather upset that Ira was true with his statements.

Authors note: Don't Worry there's more chapters to this arc.