And now I give you the reason I did this today, I wanted to post this fic here today, while it was still relevant. This is based off of today's episode, 'Running with scissors' which is currently my favorite episode. I hope you enjoy and that this fic makes you enjoy the episode a little more as well.
Disclaimer: Star vs. the Forces of Evil characters belong to Daron Nefcy.
One year anniversary
Marco sat next to the campfire sharpening his newly forged sword as he remembered the time that had passed since he had entered this dimension. It had been drawing close to a year, and his journey had become less about getting his own dimensional scissors, and more about getting home. The portal that had originally brought him here was a one way trip, he tried using it again but it only lead back to the same dimension, which he probably could have guessed based off its color, and the portal that Hekapoo had made to send him home at the beginning had long since closed. Now, it was get scissors of his own, or never go home. "I wonder how long this is going to take." Marco asked as he looked at the campfire before him.
After the first clone had been defeated, it had taken him a whole year to track down another, and there were still so many more to go, it would take many more years and many more quests for him to get his prize and return home, and the time was starting to take it's toll on Marco. After the first few days, he had wondered why no one had come looking for him, had they forgotten about him? Or had they moved on? It was possible no one could find him, the last thing he did was borrow the scissors from Star so he could have gotten anywhere.
"I wonder how everyone is doing." He asked. "Jackie has probably moved on … not that we got anywhere to begin with. My parents are probably sad, wondering where their son has run off to." He threw a log onto the fire in anger. "Or maybe they still haven't noticed I'm gone."
He sighed then looked skyward. "Sensei is probably wondering where his second best student is, Janna is probably getting board from not having someone to pick on … Alfonzo and Ferguson are probably sad as heck from me not being around … and Star."
He put his sword down and sighed. "I wonder how she's getting along. Her parents surly threw a fit when they found out about this … but she probably tried to find me first, not that she could, she would need dimensional scissors to get anywhere." He let out a small laugh. "But I'm sure she tried … that's just Star." He pulled out his wallet and looked at the picture he had of Star and himself. "As soon as I get back Star, we're going to have so much to talk about." He smiled as he began thinking of her. "Man, I've been on some pretty interesting adventures, and they're sure to only get more dangerous." His smile faded as he began to feel a sense of lowliness. "I wish you could be here with me Star, together we would have taken Hekapoo down in a few hours, tops. But now … I don't know what I'm going to do … aside from continue fighting."
He put the picture away and picked his sword back up. "I will come back to you Star, I swear it. I will earn dimensional scissors and I will return to you, then I can tell you about all the crazy adventures I've been on." He paused and began smiling again. "Like the poisons swamp I came across in my first week; I'll tell you, back then, I thought my adventure was near its end. After that there was the town of the changelings, man those things, they tried to look like the citizens of Echo creek … tried to make me stay but they couldn't mimic you. Oh, and that strange dragon thing, that creature hunted me for two whole months before I managed to lose it." He chuckled as he continued sharpening his sword. "You've probably grown so much … and I have as well even though it's only been one year." He paused to rub his beard. "Remember when I wanted to badly to have facial hair? Well this stuff is so distracting and unbearable, I wish I had my razor." He reached for his hoodie as he ran his fingers over the various holes and burn marks on it. "I'm going to need to find some new digs soon, hopeful the next town I'm at won't try to kill me." He laughed as he picked up his grinding stone again. "That would be a first."
As he continued sharpening his sword, he began to think Back to Star once again, he had spent more time in this strange wonderland than he had with her, but he missed her more than anyone else. The adventures they had been on, the trouble they had been in and out of, they had spent less than a year together but they had a bond that felt like it took a lifetime to build. "Maybe … when I get back … you and I … could talk about …" Before Marco could finish his sentence, there was a strange mechanical growling sound that made him spring up brandishing his sword.
Just over the hill came a strange dragon like creature that had a wheals instead of legs. The creature looked at Marco with anger, probably from the time it took to track Marco down again. "So you want to go again?" Marco asked as he pointed his sword at it. "Well I'll tell you, I'm not the same scared boy I was half a year ago, and this time you're in for the fight of your life."
The creature charged at Marco as Marco readied his sword for the fight to come. "And I will tell you about how I conquered the Dragon cycle!"
