Relatively short chapter is short, I know. Now let me get to the reviews so I can go to sleep.

leader of shadowz: Or maybe I'll have them argue so much that they will never become friends again.

acosta perez jose Ramiro: That is kind of ironic now that I think about it.

Rayfe: Well there's one today and one tomorrow (unless you're reading this after today) so you don't have to worry because … I plan on finishing this before the next hiatus ends.

Steel Razer: That's what I do best.

kitsune king jr: It will be cool but I haven't written it yet.

SVTFOEfanatic: Now why would this leader want a relationship with Star?

Disclaimer: Star vs. the Forces of Evil characters belong to Daron Nefcy.

Stella, Marcus, Lannister, Roy, Mathew, and story belong to me

Beta read by Sabrina06

(Star's POV)

(The next day; right before lunch)

I was on my way to the lunch room alone, and with a heavy heart; Marco was still upset and I still haven't told him about Jackie. "Maybe I should just find another family to live with and get out of Marco's life forever."

"You know I'd miss you terribly if you left." I heard someone say.

I turned around, instantly hopping it was Marco; but sadly, it wasn't. "Mathew." I said with a slight leer. "To what do I owe the honor?"

"Really?" He asked as he began to look sad. "I … I thought that we …" He sighed and looked away. "You're right, I'm the leader of a cult that's trying to capture you and-"

"No." I interrupted as I placed a hand on his shoulder. "I'm … sorry … I … was disappointed that it wasn't someone else I heard saying that … thank you for your generosity."

He smiled. "Thank you … I wanted to talk to you about some information I intercepted; about something Lannister is up to."

"Lannister?" I asked. "Why didn't you say so, let's hear it."

"There's a lot." He said with a tired look on his face. "So … I … I was wondering if … I know how this sounds, but do you want to eat lunch together while we talk? It doesn't have to be just the two of us but-"

"Sure." I interrupted. "But … I don't want Marco to know that I have a cult, so let's keep it to just the two of us."

"Really?" He asked excitedly. "I mean … thank you, I promise I will make this worth your while."

(Marco's POV)

I was walking to our table with my tray of food, when Lars decided to cut me off. "Hey Marco, I got a joke for ya."

"Your fly is down." I said, as I walked around him. Lars paused before running off to the bathroom, and I breathed out a sigh of relief that I wouldn't have to deal with another lunch accident.

When I got to our table I found Alfonzo, Ferguson, Marcus, and Stella already sitting down, enjoying or as close to enjoying as you can get with cafeteria food lunch.

"Hey Marco." Stella greeted halfheartedly. "I heard that you and Janna are a thing now."

"Good afternoon Stella." I greeted as I ignored her statement. "How did your last match go?"

"So no one wants to point out that Star is sitting with some dude in a skull T-shirt?" Ferguson asked.

"Let's all talk like we're not listening to anyone else!" Marcus cheered.

I shook my head, annoyed. "Fine, I'm not dating Janna, I need her help with something and she would only help me if I went out with her. Now how did your match go?"

"We were on the match point when I got disqualified for punching him in the face." Stella responded, before taking a bite of her sandwich. "I have no regrets."

"Now I wish I was there." I replied. "I'm really sorry I walked away when I did, instead of being a good friend and staying."

"Unresolved issues anyone?" Ferguson asked.

"Shut it Ferg." I retorted. "Now what was this about Star sitting with someone else?"

Ferguson turned towards me, slightly, and put on a fake look of shock. "Oh, you want me to talk? I thought you told me to shut it?"

I sighed. "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to insult you, I've been a little on edge today, but that gives me no right to-"

"What the hell is up with you?" Stella interrupted. "You're acting way too … strange, even for you."

"I'm having a rough day, okay?" I answered.

"Star?" She asked.

"What gave it away?" I asked, sarcastically.

"Have you talked to her about it?"

I turned away. "Been too busy."

"You live with her and you've been too busy?" She leaned forward and leered at me. "You aren't doing anything with anyone else in the house, so what exactly are you up to?"

"We're fighting a cult, all right!" I snapped.

Stella looked at me, surprised. Alfonzo, Ferguson, and Marcus shook their heads. "Looks like the cat's out of the bag now." Marcus said without turning his head.

Stella paused before turning to look at Marcus. "Wait … what cult?"

"The cult of Star." I answered, causing Stella to turn her attention back to me.

"And Star didn't think to warn us of said cult before they decided to ambush us." Ferguson added.

"I can see why you're mad at her." Stella answered. "What did she say when you confronted her about it?"

"We'll let you know when we do." I responded.

She looked at me, surprised. "You mean you didn't tell her you were attacked?"

"We haven't even told her we know about it, yet." Ferguson answered. "As far as she knows, we're still oblivious to the whole thing."

"You're kidding." Stella began. "When was this?"

"The night of the tournament." I answered. "When we went to see Marcus's fireworks."

"Tell me what happened." Stella demanded.

(Star's POV)

"So, what do you have?" I asked.

"A list." Mathew answered. "Lannister has a shopping list of supplies that … raise a red flag."

"How so?" I asked.

Mathew pulled a piece of paper out of his backpack. "They aren't from this dimension."

"So what?" I asked. "I get stuff from other dimensions all the time."

"Earthlings don't usually get things from other dimensions." Mathew responded, before unfolding the paper to reveal that it was actually four times longer than a single piece of paper.

"That is a long list." I said as Mathew placed it on the table.

"I can't make heads or tails of any of them so … could you look at it for me and tell me what he's up to?"

"Sure." I answered. Mathew gave me the list and I began to look it over. As I read the list, I recognized a few things immediately; that only raised more questions. "From what I've read so far … Lannister has taken an interest in making Mewnien feminine hygiene products."

"Say what?" Mathew asked incredulously.

"From the first few of these it look like … Oh … wait" I said as I continued reading. "Mewnisium, a basic component for crafting many magical items."

"Like your wand?" He asked.

"Don't insult my wand." I said cheerfully. "My wand is made from a much higher quality material that's so powerful, it's said that it takes multiple eternities to form."

"Sounds impressive." Mathew replied with a chuckle.

I smiled then continued reading. "This one increases blood flow, this one is a form of food for giant spiders, no idea what these are, this-" I paused as my eyes went wide. "This is … I don't see him needing this … ever."

"Why?" Mathew asked curiously.

"Trolls use it when they want to become … intimate."

Mathew pushed his food tray away. "I don't think I'll be eating anything solid for a while."

"Let's … just keep reading." I read over the rest of the list, then put it down. "Well … he might be planning on opening a beauty salon, while trying to raise an army, care for a giant spider, start a hydra farm, and … other things."

"I'm not sure if I even want to know what he has planned at this point." He said as he rested his head on the table.

"And he doesn't even know the first thing about redundancy, no one uses fractium ore if their they're also getting-" I paused, then picked up the list again. "No … it can't be."

"Can't be what?"

I continued looking over the list and noticed a number of things wrong with it. "You don't get fractium ore if you are also getting Mewnisium, as a matter of fact, you don't get fractium ore at all these days."

"Why's that?"

"Because it does the exact same thing." I answered. "People used to use fractium ore until they found that Mewnisium can be molded like putty when heated, then keeps its shape when cooled unless you heat it again." I put down the list. "There's also other examples of things like that on this list."

"He knew I would find out." Mathew said in defeat. "He knew I would get my hands on it, so he put a lot of other things on it to throw me off his trail."

I felt bad for making Mathew feel sad. "Don't feel bad about it, whatever he's really after has to be on here as well; all we need to do is narrow it down."

"You say that like it's so easy." He picked up his head and took a deep breath. "I'm not going to give up … whatever Lannister is up to, I will find out, and I will stop it."

"You mean 'we' right?" I asked. "I'm not just going to sit idly about while Lannister does whatever freaky thing he's got planed."

"It's not that simple, Star." Mathew began. "If my followers found out that you were helping us, and would only be doing so until Lannister was dealt with, they would start to revolt."

"I figured that they would be happy. I mean they practically worship me, right?"

"They do worship you, Star." Mathew explained. "And that's the problem, they would be heartbroken after it was done and you left us. It might even cause them to side with Lannister."

"I'm not going to do nothing!" I exclaimed.

Mathew looked to the side for a moment, before looking back at me. "Well … there might be a way."

"Name it." I demanded.

"Give them a chance." Mathew stated.

I was in shock, for a moment, at his suggestion. "Give them a chance?"

"You don't have to, but like I said, they worship you. You have more power over the cult than all the leaders put together; if only you know how to use it."

I placed my hand on my chin in thought. "Exactly … how … would I use it?"

"Simple, you give them what they want." I was about to shout at him, but he preempted me. "I did say you didn't have to do it." He responded, causing me to relax a little. "Now Lannister and some of his followers want to control you, so they would need to be dealt with. On top of that, these people are humans, not computers, you can't simply ask them to stop worshiping you once this is all over and expect it to work." I was about to react again, but he raised his hands giving me pause. "You don't have to say yes … and you don't have to answer now … but please think about it."

I looked away, slightly. "Okay … I'll think about it ... but you have to promise that you won't tell anyone about this until after I give you an answer."

"I wouldn't have it any other way."

Good night!

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