Author's Notes: Hello! If you are new here from the Gravity Falls fandom, welcome! But you really should start this story from the beginning. I hope you enjoy it.
Comments and constructive criticism are always welcomed.
Starfall by GolfAlphaMike
Chapter 29: Companion
It was sunset. A young couple stood in front of a marble monument.
"You were right. I should have had more faith. Mothers really do know these things. We're getting married tonight. I wish you were here with us to see it."
"Thank you for sending Star to Earth. I never got a chance to say that to you."
"I love you, Mom."
"*We* love you."
A magenta, diamond shaped petal blew on the wind and landed near the inscription.
MOON BUTTERFLY
QUEEN OF MEWNI
LOVED
The pair paused to reminisce in silence before they departed.
"Where are we? I know we aren't on Earth. Look at the planets in the sky! It's bloody amazing!" a woman said.
"That is a dead giveaway, isn't it? We are in the Kingdom of Mewni in the Mewni dimension." a man answered her.
They approached a guard at the entrance. "Hello! I am Lord Thyme and this is Lady Terra. We have a special pass." The man said as he held up a blank piece of paper to the guard.
"Please go right in."
The man held out his arm for the woman. "Shall we?"
As they entered the circular chamber she looked at the stained glass dome overhead. "Look at this place!" she said
"Beautiful isn't it? We're in the Great Hall of Mewni."
People were beginning to fill the seats surrounding the main floor.
"Doctor? What are we here to see?"
"We're here for a wedding!"
The woman looked around. "I don't see a minister."
"They don't need one here. Treaties, agreements, or promises made in the Great Hall of Mewni are considered binding."
"So the bride and groom will just promise to be husband and wife?"
"Simple, right?"
"This place is lovely, but shouldn't there be flowers at a wedding?"
"Just wait. I think you'll enjoy what happens."
Two floating unicorn heads passed by. They were flanked by large men in black masks.
"Now, Cupcake, remember you're just being furloughed for the day as a courtesy to the queen. Your sentence can't be commuted until the next gathering of nobles. So try not to make any other deals with malevolent cosmic beings until then."
The smaller of the two floating beings groaned. "Yes, Daddy."
"Doctor, those guests are floating horse heads!"
"Oh, they have bodies, but only their heads project into this plane of existence. They're royalty."
"Really?"
"Nobles have come from all over to see this wedding. See? Over there is the royal family of Xix. Former King Brad and his children. Prince Kevin and Queen Skye. Is that the Prince's wife? No, of course not. Not yet. It looks like the Queen also brought her royal companion. Over there is Sir Paul and his wife. Just married last week. And over there is Queen Rhea of Old Elpon, King Bud and just some of their children. Their clan took up quite a few seats. The bride and groom also opened as many seats as they could to the Mewni commoners, so we should hurry and claim a good spot."
As they moved, he bumped into a man.
"Oh, I'm terribly sorry. I didn't see you there."
He looked at the man. He had pale purple skin, three eyes, horns… and a bandaged nose. He looked ill. A blue colored servant was helping him.
"Are you alright?" the doctor's companion asked.
The man sounded raspy when he spoke. "I'm alright. But I think I need to sit."
"You're King Tom of Underworld! You're still recovering from today."
"Yeah. Still weak from almost drowning."
"You'll recover. And you will rule well for many years."
"Thanks for saying so." He covered his mouth with his arm and coughed.
"Maybe I shouldn't be here." Tom said.
"Oh, but you must be here! The wedding ceremony will be brief. You're the ruler of your kingdom now aren't you?"
"I haven't officially ascended to the throne yet, but I suppose that's true now that my mother is gone. Her… our… dealings with the Queen of Mewni are why I'm not sure I should be here."
"Understandable. But after the... incident between your kingdoms. You being here, with the consent of the Queen, will help to show that there will be no lasting animosity. Your mother acted alone."
"My mother may have acted alone. But I was too submissive. My deference cost us all dearly. I should have done more to stop her."
"Or maybe things happened for a reason."
"Maybe."
"We won't keep you. You should get to your seats. King Tom, Queen Marina, please be well."
They departed to find seats in the upper rows.
"Tom, you did not correct him when he called you King." Marina said.
"No. It's something I've been thinking about. I am thinking of returning the Underworld ruling titles to the old titles. There will never be another Empress. Or Emperor. Those titles were changed to hold the Underworld apart from the rest of the dimension. They separated us."
"You also did not correct him when he addressed me as Queen."
"No. I didn't want to. I want to hold onto this dream as long as possible."
"How did he know my name?"
Tom looked, but the pair had disappeared among the crowd.
"What makes this wedding special?"
"This wedding marks the beginning of a new golden age for this dimension. They and their descendants will bring a level of justice and prosperity not seen here for centuries."
"Sounds wonderful."
"This is one of the great love stories of the cosmos along with 'Romeo and Alien Juliet'. It hasn't been published by your time, but you should read 'Scarlet Luna' by Sable P. Mine. We'll find a copy in the future. Or, perhaps we could see the theatre production."
The woman held up a program. "Queen Star Butterfly of Mewni and Marco Ubaldo Diaz of... The groom is from Earth?"
"People here are masters of dimensional travel. But for the past five years travel to Earth has been blocked. Marco Diaz was trapped there too until he found a way through."
"But, doctor, we just came from Earth."
"Yes, but we came from England in the year 787. The dimensional block didn't exist then."
"How long have they been engaged?"
"Oh… About eight and a half hours."
"Eight and-?! Why are they getting married so quickly? Is this an arranged marriage? Did they just fall in love?"
"No. Their souls have been bound together longer than either of them realize."
The seats soon filled to capacity. Suddenly, flowers sprouted, grew, and bloomed filling the great hall. Gasps of delight sounded through the audience. There was a path through the flowers to a cleared area at the center of the floor.
A man near the entrance loudly announced "All rise to welcome the bride and groom!" Musicians began to play a wedding march.
Everyone in the Great Hall of Mewni stood as they appeared at the entrance.
He was handsomely dressed in royal attire. A red jacket with gold epaulets. Trousers with calf-high riding boots. There was not a trace of apprehension visible in his expression. He was unafraid. He was ready for this step. A smile curved his lips.
She was resplendent in her white gown. Brilliant and beautiful. The joy was plain on her face. She radiated happiness. Though it was now evening, her glow seemed to light the hall like the day.
More flowers bloomed as they walked arm in arm down the path. When they arrived in the center of the floor, they turned to look at each other and held hands.
The audience quieted to hear the words they spoke to one another.
"Marco... I love you with everything that I am. You're my best friend. Thank you for forgiving me for not being able to come back for you. Thank you for never giving up on finding a way back to me. Thank you for being brave and fighting for me when I couldn't. Thank you for everything you are. You have always had my back. And now there is no one I would rather have at my side. I never thought that I needed a hero, until I needed you."
"Star...I love you more than can be expressed with words. You're my best friend. Thank you for hanging on until I could find you again. Thank you for trusting that my heart will never wander. Thank you for believing in me and letting me fight for you when it looked hopeless. Thank you for fighting for everyone when no one else could. Thank you for being my North Star. I will follow wherever you guide me because my home is wherever you are."
They were crying. They couldn't help it. They paused to collect themselves before continuing. Sniffles could be heard through the audience.
"I, Star Butterfly, promise you, Marco Ubaldo Diaz, that I will take and hold you as my husband and I will give myself to you to be your wife, if you will accept me."
"I, Marco Ubaldo Diaz, promise you, Star Butterfly, that I will take and hold you as my wife and I will give myself to you to be your husband, if you will accept me."
In unison, Star and Marco said, "I accept you."
The kiss they shared made clear to every witness that this union was not only about duty.
When they parted they gave each other a smile, then Star nodded to her father who was waiting at the entrance to the hall.
He strode to the center and kneeled before her. "Queen Star Butterfly, my daughter, I now step down as the King of Mewni, so that you may crown the one who will rule by your side."
"King River Butterfly, my father, I relieve you of this royal burden." she said as she lifted the crown from his bald head.
He wiped a tear from his eye as he stood and went to his reserved seat.
"My husband, please kneel before me."
Marco got down on one knee. Unlike other crownings, Star did not go behind him. She stood in front of him and held the crown above him.
"I, Star Butterfly, Queen of Mewni, hereby share the Crown, all the privileges afforded by it, and all the responsibilities demanded by it, with my husband, Marco Ubaldo Diaz Butterfly."
While looking into his eyes, Star placed the king's crown on his head.
"Rise now as my king, Marco."
When he rose Star exclaimed, "All hail the King of Mewni! Long may he reign!"
Applause and cheers filled the Great Hall of Mewni.
An outburst sounded from the gallery. "Yay B-Fly! And you're welcome, Earth-Turd!"
The hall was bathed in a ruby light, and the musicians began to play. The piece started simply, like it could have been played on a music box. But soon it grew and swelled as more instruments joined.
The bride and groom found themselves in each other's arms. And just like the first time they waltzed with each other to this music, it was as if they had known this dance forever. As they moved with each other, they vowed to never let go.
The end of the dance approached all too soon. They knew that they would now spend a long time greeting guests and accepting their congratulations. That simply would not do. Let them all send their best wishes later.
As the final notes played, the queen drew her king into a kiss. He swept her up into his arms and swiftly carried her to the exit. When the lights of the hall returned to normal, they were already gone.
"That was lovely." said the doctor's companion as she wiped her eyes.
"Short, simple, and sweet."
"Did you see how fast he carried her away after their dance?"
"I did. How do you think a carriage managed to peel out?"
"I hope the reception banquet begins soon. I am famished."
"Sorry. The banquet that was supposed to be the reception doesn't happen for a few days. They didn't even attend. It will be an absolute rager though. The bride's father invited everyone to party for the sheer fun of it."
"For a wedding as important as this?"
"They didn't want to delay their marriage by even one day. Just this morning, they both survived mortal combat. They would have come to the Great Hall straight from the arena bloodied and in tattered clothes if they could have."
"That would make for terrible wedding photos."
"But what a story for the grandchildren."
"I suppose that's true. Well, what shall we do about dinner, then?"
"Since we're here, let's just hop over to the Kingdom of Xix. The barbecue there is fantastic!"
The pair entered a blue police box that would have been crowded by two people. The door to the blue box closed and with a repeating abrasive sound it disappeared.
Marco carried Star bridal style to what was now their private quarters. Once inside, he let his wife stand and she pulled her husband into a sensual kiss.
The room had been romantically decorated. Lit candles bathed the room in a warm glow. Flower petals were sprinkled around the room and on the bed.
Without a word, she began to undo the buttons of his jacket. At the same time, he reached behind her and began to undo the ties on the back of her white dress. Kisses continued as they undressed each other.
Once she unfastened the last button of his jacket she began to push it off his shoulders and down his arms. Her hands caressed his body through the fine silk shirt he wore underneath.
Marco allowed the jacket to fall. Star turned around and gathered her hair over her shoulder so he could more easily untie her dress.
"You know, Star..." he said as he caressed her body through satin and silk. One arm wrapped around her waist and held her close.
"Mm?" she questioned as she leaned forward to let his other hand work to undo her dress. She seductively looked back at him over her shoulder as she rubbed herself against him.
Because of the anticipation, he fumbled with the ties of her dress, but he calmed himself enough to keep going. Once enough ties were undone, he pushed her dress off her shoulders. He placed kisses upon the nape of her neck.
"...there's an expectation..." He turned her to face him again.
"...about what happens on the wedding night." He kissed her lips as she freed her arms from the dress.
"Yes." she sounded in agreement as she opened his shirt.
"But if you think..." He paused in awe as the top of her dress fell below the low cut bra she wore under the bridal gown. His hands caressed her exposed flesh.
"...if you feel that it has been..." He gasped for air as she ran her fingernails across his chest.
"...too eventful… a day..." Her dress fell to her waist. He moved his hands to feel the warm skin there.
She moaned as she kissed the muscles of his chest. She pulled the shirt down and he moved his hands to help get the garment off his body.
"...we can slow down..." Marco got on his knees and placed kisses on her soft curves. While planting light kisses around her navel, he returned his hands to her waist. He pushed the dress past her hips and the dress fell to the floor.
"...and continue this..." As he rose he made a trail of kisses up her body. When he reached her face, their lips met again.
"Mmm-hmm?" she uttered as they kissed. Her hands lingered on his abs as she moved her hands down them to his belt. She undid the buckle and pulled the belt from the loops.
"...whenever you feel..." His hands felt her thighs and his fingertips ventured just under the lacy edges of the panties she wore.
"...ready." He reached behind her to undo the clasp of her bra and grinned as it was tossed aside.
Star giggled at Marco's joke offer. She couldn't stop now. She didn't want to stop.
"So cute." she said before she nipped at his jawline and ran her hands through his hair.
Suddenly, she grabbed hold and pulled his face to hers. "I *am* ready. Now." she demanded before she gave him a deep probing kiss.
"Mmmm?" he growled into the kiss as he kicked off his boots.
She broke the kiss before releasing her grip on his hair. "Remember? No more waiting. Besides, do you realize that today's our anniversary?" Star said stroking his back.
"Well, I suppose today will be our wedding anniversary."
"Yeah, but I meant it's also our *other* anniversary." she said as she knelt and pushed the last of his clothes down his legs.
She ran her fingertips along him as she rose again. They gathered each other into another embrace.
"When we first told each other how we felt? I think you're a few months off." he said as he enjoyed the feel of her nearly naked body against his.
Star giggled then looked him in the eyes devilishly. "No. Our other, *other* anniversary."
A look of realization crossed his face.
"Oh, *that* anniversary!"
They both blushed and smiled as they remembered.
"But I guess the day doesn't really matter, Marco. Because now I'm yours every day."
"I've always been yours, Star."
Kisses again grew in ferocity. He caressed her body as she pressed herself to him. She snaked her leg around his and began to rub it up and down.
As he grabbed her thighs and lifted her above his waist, she wrapped her limbs around him. He carried her to the bed. With one hand he ripped away the covers then leaned over the exposed sheets. She let go of him and fell onto the soft bed.
Marco paused to take in the sight of his queen laying before him. Her cheek hearts dark and red. Her eyes beckoned him to her. He would not be able to control his craving for her much longer.
Star looked up at her her king. She could see that he wanted her. His excitement was obvious. She was trembling with desire for him.
She reached out to him, pulled him onto her and took his lips in hers.
She broke the kiss and whispered into his ear. "I expect a husband to make love to his wife on their wedding night." she said lustily.
"No more waiting." There was a hunger in his voice. "But that doesn't mean we won't take our time tonight." He said smiling as he sat up on his knees.
Star smiled as she arched her body upward. His fingertips trailed the length of her slender legs as he slowly slid her last delicate garment down.
They explored each other in ways that pleased them both. Their arousal rose like an unstoppable ocean tide. Their passion grew and merged like a wildfire.
When the need for each other would no longer be denied, he was above her again. They savored the feel of skin on skin. The sensations and emotions of this moment overwhelmed them. They gazed into each other's eyes.
"I love you."
"And I love you."
With those simple words, they rejoined and again became one.
It was magic.
continuará
Author's Notes: I had dropped one or two hints about the characters used in this chapter. Originally I was going to use the doctor to provide an outsider's explanation of Ishtar's scheme. This would have been in lieu of a long villain monologue during the fight with Star. But Ishtar's monologue didn't get too ridiculously dense after all. And combined with Star's thoughts, the readers were provided with enough information.
But hints had been dropped. No harm in throwing them in anyway.
So which doctor was it? I imagined this scene with the Chris Eccleston version since I haven't actually watched much past that point. But I avoided names and concrete descriptions so you can feel free to imagine it was any one of them.
Disclaimer: Doctor Who. GAM own? No. BBC own? Yes.
