Hello everyone! The final part of this two-part event is going live :D! And...no more rewrites! I'm quite happy with this chapter :P. Thank you for those that read the re-write, I really appreciate it.

Roland Castillo - Sorry man, but no. I'm not changing Chap. 5. I am very proud of the new version of the chapter and it fits up with my story's direction/characters/etc far better. I sent you a PM about your review anyway, so any further comments are in that. Thank you for reading my story :).

FrostKing21 - Thank you! I'm sure by the time you read the later chapters things will be um...far darker. But I'm really happy you read chap. 1! I blending a lot of elements in this new story, with more elements from other projects of mind being present in this chapter ;).

cielo2796 - First off, everyone look at this guy's profile and read his story 'Two sides'. It's a masterful story that's long, detail rich and really should be getting more attention. Secondly, thank you so much for reviewing my stuff man! My pacing is a bit...different. I try to give a lot of breathing room but every chapter tends to stand alone as it's own thing sometimes. I will take your feedback about Marco specifically to heart, as I will be fleshing out his backstory very soon.

Anonymous. MISTER Anonymous - Thank you for the kind words! I'm really happy you enjoyed my story that much, really cool of you :). Sucks that my grammar/spelling is off, but I will work on that as the story continues. In fact, I feel confident this latest chapter covers that issue well. And yeah, the rewrite is darker but it was needed.

SugarQueen97 - I think you should consider reading the rewrite...the hate is...going to be a lot longer for Moon and Tom, that's for sure. And I don't want to rush Star X Marco, with the end of the chapter diving into that very point!

Momijifan Low-Ki - I cannot thank you enough for the feedback on Chap. 5. It helped me realized EXACTLY what was needed and to change the story's future for the better. Thank you so much buddy and hope you love this latest chapter :D!

Bedrock Armor - Tom is a fucked up person in my story, so...yeah, his actions with Star are downright demonic. And I liked that joke of yours too :).

RobLebron - Thank you for another great review! But I hope you consider reading Chap. 5 again before reading this new chapter buddy. I did a lot of re-writing for Chap 5, as I wasn't to happy with it.

*Special Note - The song Oskar and his band sings is 'Nothing Else Matters' from Metallica*


It is nighttime in the land of Mewni, with crystal blue shining in the star-filled sky. A pale white moon shined down upon Castle Butterfly, with the townspeople walking back home after long days of work. But one short man rode on horseback, dashing through the streets. Nearly gliding with the wind, he jumped through the castle gates, with two guards sighing in annoyance.

"The king is back Steven…" A tall knight complained, pulling up his visor. He had dark green eyes, showing hardness from years of battle. His comrade only snickered, leaning on his steel spear.

"Come on John, the King always barges through like that. Don't worry so much." He flicked up his visor, smirking joyfully with a toothy grin. "At least we have a king that can fight." John nodded, looking ahead at the town sharply. Using his heightened hearing after years of training, he always picked up mumbles.

"The people don't like the Queen much," John said softly, getting Steven to look at his partner in confusion. "I mean, the Queen does help us. It's just that their daughter causes so much trouble." Steven shot a bitter frown at John. "Don't start this, we have the same damn chat every night."

"You know better than I do that the Princess went through hell." Steven felt his body shake from rage. "Being sent to that reformation 'school' and…" He took off his helmet, rubbing his hair in frustration. "I really hope she doesn't kill everyone left and right once she rules."

"If we are lucky, a Johnson family member will get the wand." John said confidently, folding his arms and looking at the moon. "They are very skilled warriors." Steven only shook his head, throwing his helmet back on. "You know I'm right."

"Get back to work." Steven hissed, with John resuming his post. 'Poor princess…hope wherever she is, things are better.'


River put his steed in the castle stables, jumping joyfully on the stone ground beneath him. "That was a fine hunt! Thank you Comet for the ride." His horse neighed contently, with River brushing her mane. As he brushed her, River recalled a memory. "I miss when you went hunting with me Star…maybe one day, I will have your love again." He shook his head and walked into the throne room. River was stopped by two guards. His eye twitched, glaring at the guards with hidden fury. "Now, gentlemen. Why are you holding up your king?"

The two guards looked at each other in fear, with one of them sighing. "Sir…the Queen is very angry. It's about the Princess." River frowned harshly, pushing the guards and walking past them. River looked at his wife, seeing her pace around the thrones. Taking in her features, River only rubbed his temples.

"Moonpie? Is something wrong?" Moon snapped her head at River, glaring darkly. River jumped back from minor shock. "I've never seen you this angry before sweetie. What is all this about?" Moon sat down in her throne, trying to keep her composure.

"Your daughter kicked me away! She doesn't even want to be a butterfly anymore. And that boy! Acting like some prince…" River folded his arms, raising an eyebrow.

"So…she's living with a boy? And you never told me this?" Moon's eyes looked heartbroken, with tear marks covering her diamond cheeks. "And for the record." He sat down in his throne, resting his arms. "Star is our daughter. She is the perfect blend of the Johnsons and the Butterflies. And Earth is her home too…it was my home for years."

"I…I know dear." Moon sighed. "The boy's name is Marco, if you was wondering." River rubbed his beard. "Star killed…"

"That witch sister of yours? Yes, I'm aware of that." River looked at Moon sternly. "I'm also aware of that Thomas boy missing, assuming he tried brainwashing my baby girl again and she finally put the demon down."

"She ruined our connections with the Lucitors, you aren't upset with this?!" River shook his head, looking up at a family portrait. He felt his right hand shaking violently, with his face contorting into a bitter frown. Slamming his fist into the arm rest, he stood up and threw a dagger into the picture. It came crashing down, with the glass shattering into pieces.

"You care more about relations than our own flesh and blood Moon!" River huffed in pure rage. "I lost my girl to a demon. I lost her to that hellish school you insisted was fine for her. And now, I lost her again because you couldn't bother to patch things up." He took a deep breath and released held-in air. "…She is violent and should have more control over her actions, I agree. But our daughter needs her family again. If we continue to push her away, who will take the throne?"

Moon was silent, only looking away from her husband. "I miss her too…but it's too late. I will…" River just got up and left, slamming a nearby door. Moon left her throne, walking after her husband slowly. She stopped, looking at the family picture. "I miss when we were a family." Moon left the throne room, with nearby servants cleaning up the glass covering red fabrics.


Deep in the Underworld Kingdom, was an investigation taking place. Various demons were flying around the fierily land in search of Prince Tom, as he vanished after embarking on a travel to Earth. One creature leading the search wasn't a demon at all, he was a skeleton. Wearing a suit jacket and sleek pants, he stomped his shoes into the lava-coated ground. He had a grin on his face, normally that is. Currently, he had a frown etched across his face, with dark blue glowing within his right eye.

"Pete sir? I know you are busy but…" One small imp asked fearfully, but the dark glare of Pete silenced him. "I miss Master Tom too, but please, stay calm."

Pete felt his entire body glow bright blue, picking the imp up with his magic. "My best friend is missing…and you are telling me to calm down?!" He threw the creature on the ground, wiping his bony hands clean. "Sorry, let my temper to me."

One gargoyle was being dragged across the streets, with Pete and his crew getting close to the restrained creature. They all walked into his office, being positioned not far from Castle Luictor. Looking bleak and damp with darkness, it wouldn't be out of place in a noir film. The gargoyle sat down, with his arms and wings pinned to the wooden seat. Two large demonic guards were behind the creature, with Pete simply sitting in a spinning office chair. "C-Can I speak please?" Pete raised an eyebrow, only nodding and folding his hands together. "I was spying on Princess Star Butterfly for Master Tom."

"Ah, my friend wants his toy back. Shame he lost her…you can't get good slaves anymore." He flicked a bone piece away, hitting the hot ground. "But tell me, why is he still after her?"

"Y-You don't know sir?" The gargoyle asked in confusion. "Master Tom wants the princess so he can have stake in the Butterfly Kingdom. She is their princess after all." Pete chuckled, encouraging the scared gargoyle to continue speaking. "But I think he wanted the Butterfly Magic Wand."

"That tired thing?" Pete complained. He sighed, rubbing his forehead. Loud scraping can be heard because of this, making the gargoyle wince. "He can use magic. The Avious Family can use magic. Hell, most of US can use magic." Pete snapped his fingers, making a bone spin playfully in the air. "Now he's just being greedy, my good friend."

The gargoyle gulped, shifting his eyes around. "The Mewni Princess…killed one of her own family. The leader of that princess reform school." Pete's face turned cold, making the bone he was playing with crash into his desk. Silence took the room, with Pete pointing to the door. The guards exchanged knowing looks, leaving Pete alone with the gargoyle.

"This bad. If Princess Star is killing people, she likely harmed Tom." He slammed the table, making the gargoyle fall back. Pete held out his right palm, hovering the scared creature before him in the air. "Now, tell me this. What exactly did Tom tell you before he left?"

"That he was going to disguise himself as a human male, likely the princess' body guard or current prince." The chair fell to the floor, with Pete rubbing his chin thoughtfully. "…But I think the Princess harmed Tom. Why else would he not be back yet?" Pete nodded in agreement, un-cuffing the chair. The gargoyle nodded thankfully, flying out of the room in utter fear.

Pete was now alone, holding out his right hand. A small blue flame was created, with it showing Tom alone in a black void. "Oh, Thomas…if you keep playing with fire." He crushed his fist, extinguishing the flame. "It soon goes out." Looking out from his window, he saw the bright red moon shine down upon the underworld city. "I will find you soon, but we must talk." Taking a deep breath, he rubbed his temples. "I cannot clean up another mess with that princess again…"


Back on Earth, is Janna watching books burn up in a trash can. Behind her house, she is standing in her backyard, placing many witchcraft and mystic books into the growing fire. Her eyes were glassy, tired from crying softly. "I will miss you all, but after today…I cannot follow through with my studies." She held a red book, with the history of witchcraft being detailed within it. "I…I cannot get rid of you." Putting the book down upon the soft recently cut grass, she took in the warmth from the fire. Watching the fire crackle and grow higher, she saw images of herself and Marco playing as children. A small, tired smile crept up upon Janna's face. "You and that tike were quite the trouble makers. Our band of misfits was something…" She sighed, curling up in a ball. "Why did you shut down like that? I…many were there for you."

The fire slowly died down, with only soot remaining. Janna picked up the nearby bucket of water she filled up, throwing it in the trash can. Cleaning it out, she put it back with the recycling bin, walking back up to her room. "You okay sweetie?" Janna stopped walking, seeing her mother wash some dishes. She heavily mirrored Janna, almost being an adult version of the girl. The only difference was softer brown eyes and more reserved clothing covering her. Janna gave a small smile. "I know you're hurt, tell Mom what's up."

Janna sat down in her kitchen, taking her beanie hat off and letting her hair hang down. "You know all my witchy stuff right?" Her mother nodded, with Janna placing a red book on the counter. "I'm done with it…largely."

Her mother only frowned, folding her arms. "And why are you doing this exactly? I saw you burn hundreds of dollars outside moments ago." Janna rubbed her neck, with her mother sitting down right next to Janna. "Look, is this about…"

"Sorta. Marco and I nearly died today…because I summoned a demon." Janna's mother just tackled her into a warm hug, with Janna holding her mother tight. "To think, I saw hell for a while. Wasn't very cool."

Janna's mother only cried softly. "Mommy's always here for you. Don't…leave me."

"I want Mom." They let go, with Janna smirking. "Someone's gotta help you around the house." She got up, stretching her back. "Getting ready for the dance tonight. Don't want Diaz and the new girl going alone."

"You have fun and don't do anything nasty with those boys." Janna rolled her eyes, with her mother shaking her head. Once out of sight, Janna's mother walked towards the trash can, looking for something. She took out a necklace, gently picking it up and placing it in her pocket. "Can't believe you tried burning this up…Marco gave it to you years ago."

Janna was in her room for the past half hour, putting on her form-fitting black dress and red heels on. Letting her hair hang down, she was surprised at herself. "Dang…I look hot." She made a 'bang bang' sounds as she shot the mirror with finger-guns. Looking at her face, she realized something was missing. Touching her neck, she imagined a necklace being present…but just not. Knocking was coming from her door, with Janna's mother coming in. "Mom? I was getting ready… Couldn't wait to take pictures?"

She just held out a necklace, making Janna's eyes go wide. "You were trying to burn this?" Janna quickly grabbed it, putting it around her neck. The black stone shined, making Janna's face heat up. "He isn't going with you…" Janna nods, sitting down in her bed. Her mother sat down, patting Janna's uncovered back. "Did you ever tell him?"

"No Mom. The guy lost his sister years ago and shut himself away from the world. Training in martial arts, ignoring all my texts…we stopped being close friends." She sighed, rubbing her arms. "And now, I think he's falling for another girl anyway. I don't mind, but if Star dares hurt Marco…"

Janna's mother smiled, folding her arms proudly. "You are being a valued friend. One day, you should tell him though." She got up and opened Janna's door. "You never know, he might like you back sweetie."

"Just…get out Mom and work on your latest project." The door closed with Janna getting up. Walking toward her closet, she grabbed a leather jacket and dark scarf. She checked her Beetlejuice clock, with it saying '6:20 P.M.' "Better get going…" She left her room and walked down the stairs. To her surprise, was Star and Marco sitting on the family couch, with Marco waving hello.


Janna lounged over the couch, smirking playfully. "So, Diaz came to pick up little ol' me?" Marco only rubbed his neck, smiling sheepishly. Janna sighed and sat down across from her friends, kicking her heeled feet on the nearby brown table. "You two holding up?"

"Not…really." Star truthfully answered, folding her gloved hands together. Janna leaned forward, letting her feet rest on the ground. "See, you and Marco outright DIED for a while…wasn't pleasant, more so considering I faced my nasty mother." Star elbowed Marco, having a proud grin. "This guy is quite tough, down-talking my mom like nothing."

Marco only looked right at Janna, locking his eyes on to hers. "Do you…still feel the burns?" Janna nodded, making Marco frown. "Damn it… Sorry I couldn't help you." He looked at Star, keeping his frown. "And it wasn't right of me to talk to your mom like that…even though she deserved that. Sorry Star."

"It's fine Marco." She folded her arms, having a small smile on her face. "Nice knowing you have my back." Star turned toward Janna. "You okay though? I could try to heal you some more."

Janna held up her hand, standing up. "You two did enough, fighting that demonic jerk. Remind me to never piss you off Star, you were scary girl." The two friends exchanged pride-filled grins. "Well Marco, you are lucky."

"Why is that?" Marco asked Janna, raising an eyebrow. She threw her arm around his shoulder. Janna was inches away from his face, making his turn red.

"Because you have two dates for the dance tonight." She looked at Star, who was looking slightly irked. "Unless you only want one hot girl to go with you."

Marco looked at Star and Janna nervously. "Uh…I'm not going to die, again, right?" Silence took the air, with Janna laughing loudly. Star let out a small giggle and Marco just face palmed, getting out of the couch. "You know what? I'm going to this thing with Star as my…date, Janna." He took a deep breath and looked right at Janna, shame written on his face. "I uh…didn't think you wanted to be my date. Sorry if I hurt you or never asked you about that."

Janna blinked a few times, pushing Marco back playfully. "I-I was just teasing you Diaz. Come on you two, don't want to be late and miss out on the fun, right?" Marco walked ahead, rubbing his neck. Star and Janna were alone, with Marco waiting outside. "Look Star…I know you like him."

"I just met Marco." She said defensively, walking very close to Janna's face. "I'm not losing him to anything or anyone. You are my friend and I'm happy to have met you. But don't take away the one thing that's keeping me from killing everyone."

Janna's eyes went wide and she whistled. "We got a tsundere on our hands here. I like the kid too, for years actually." She leaned on a wall, looking at family picture. "See that picture up there Star?" She looked to where Janna pointed. It was of a six year-old Marco and Janna spitting raspberries at each other while their families posed joyfully. "Marco's been a childhood friend for a long time now. When his sister died, he shut down completely." She took a deep breath and looked seriously at Star. "I don't care if he likes you or anything, accepted the fact Marco doesn't like me that way for a while now."

"I'm think you are going to say but next, correct?" Star commented, folding her arms and looking at Janna seriously.

"You are smart, I like that." Janna snickered before growing a serious face once more. "Don't fuck with Marco. If you like him, you better mean it. Because I don't care how powerful you are princess." She looked right into Star's blue eyes darkly. "I will make your life hell if he gets hurt again. Got it?"

"Oh, I get it." Star said bluntly. "I've been through hell and back. Being abused and used by everyone I've meet made me feel cold, heartless even." She scoffed at a thought. "I was even this crazy chick a few years back, always breaking things and going on adventures. But when you trust people, they hurt you. Badly. I learned that the hard way. But with Marco…I can feel safe knowing, he won't hurt me. And I won't hurt him." Star put a hand on Janna's shoulder, giving a kind smile. "You can trust me, as I know what it feels like to be hurt and used."

Janna sighed in relief. "Good. But uh, so you do like him?" Star's face turned red, with Janna grinning madly.

"Like I said…I only just met him." Star touched the door knob, having a hidden smile. She walked out of the house, with Janna following, simply shaking her head.


Loud guitar riffs were echoing in Echo Creek High's gym, with Oskar and the Misfits playing practice music as people were coming inside. With Alfonzo on the drums and Ferg on base, Oskar took over vocals and lead guitar. "Okay guys, I think we're ready for the show tonight."

The three teens hi-fived one another, having proud smirks on their faces. Wearing suit jackets and dress pants, they were excited for the dance. Oskar though, just looked at his guitar, his normally toothy smile being a somber frown. Flipping his hair back for the rare occasion, both of his baby blue eyes were sad. "Poor Marco…"

"What about him." Alfonzo commented, putting his drum sticks away, with Ferg elbowing him harshly.

"Marco nearly DIED hours ago, being attacked by that fire demon dude." He folded his arms, having a proud smirk. "Before getting hit by flames, Marco was winning."

"Winning or not, he nearly died." Oskar said bluntly, silencing his friends and bandmates. "And what friends are we? Not being there for him in recent months. I mean, sure, he kicked us away. But still…"

Alfonzo sighed and placed a hand upon Oskar's shoulder. "Look man, he has that Star chick now as his friend. And from what YOU told me, Marco's being friendly with people again." He let go, having a small smile. "Marco is getting better buddy."

"Yeah!" Ferg shouted loudly, making Alfonzo cover his ears. "Though that Star chick is hot. She reminds me of those princesses…"

"Shut up." Jackie hissed, making Ferg jump back. She was wearing a sea-blue dress, almost mirroring the look of a mermaid. Her sea-shell necklace was different, glowing crystal blue and matching her heels. "Star has been through a lot, so you leave her alone Ferg."

"Jackie, what did we talk about?" Oskar said sternly, making his girlfriend roll her eyes. "Be nice to my bandmates, okay?"

"Just because they're your friends, doesn't mean I have to like them." She placed a hand upon her hip with sass. "Besides, they treated Marco like crap anyway." Alfonzo kicked his drum set, making Jackie jump back from mild shock.

"Like you didn't heartbreaker?" Alfonzo hissed. He got up and fixed his glasses. "Sorry bro, can't stand your girlfriend, so going to meet up with my date. Text me when the show is ready to start." Oskar nodded, with Alfonzo marching off. Ferg just took out his smartphone, whistling and pretending to not be in the room.

Jackie clenched her fists, feeling her nails dig into her flesh. "I…I didn't mean to hurt him. All I did was…" Oskar kissed Jackie's cheek, calming her down instantly.

"Just have fun tonight." He took her hand, having a toothy smile. "Once the show is over, we will have our dance."

"And go to that pizza joint too?" Jackie asked with a sly smile. Oskar grinned, taking out two quarters. "Going to finally beat your high score dude." They hugged one another, patting each other's back. Jackie ran off, with Oskar turning his guitar. Thoughts raced through his mind, specifically seeing Jessica for a brief moment when Marco fought that demon.

'That…couldn't have happened. Right? No way would a demon do that to Marco. If I see that fuckers face again…' Oskar heard a soft crunch, looking at his guitar. "Damn it, hope this still plays right."

Ferg got up, sitting down on the edge of the makeshift stage. "Do you want to talk about anything?" Oskar put his guitar down, ruffling up his messy hair. "I miss Jessica too bro. She was like, my unofficial little sister."

"Same here Ferg." Oskar said somberly, rubbing his arm. "Just…why did she had to die? That little Gem did nothing wrong." Ferg patted Oskar's back, trying to calm his friend down. "And what is the deal with Star? She can use magic now and did Marco know about that?!"

"Bro, take a chill pill." Ferg said casually, with Oskar groaning loudly. "Hate it when your mind races like that…"

"Call it, inspiration. Or my muse. Something like that." Oskar snickered. He looked at the clock, seeing it being close to '7:20 P.M.' He got up and picked up the guitar. Taking in its features, he brushed his finger over the peace sign Jessica painted on it five years ago. "Let's pull off a killer performance."

Ferg heard the sternness in his friend's voice simply nodding. The two got back to working on their music, jotting down notes and rehearsing their track-list for the night.


Janna, Marco and Star made their way to the front of Echo Creek High, sitting down on a bench. "Why aren't we inside drinking the spiked punch?" Janna moaned, leaning her head on Marco's shoulder. Star raised an eyebrow at the comment, with Marco's face turning red.

"First off, they didn't spike the punch…right?" Janna only grinned, making Marco shake his head. "Secondly, I'm trying to think of a way to explain today's 'event'. Don't want people harassing Star into using various magic spells or anything."

"I could say the wand is at home?" Star suggested, with Marco shrugging his shoulders. "Uh…I can simply tell everyone to fuck off or I kill them?" Marco's face turned ghostly white, with Janna slamming her fist into the bench in a laughing fit.

"I like the second option a lot." Janna wiped a tear away. "You are one bad-ass chick princess." Star smirked at the comment, spinning her wand around playfully. Marco smiled at Star, causing her to blush slightly. "Oh get a room you love birds."

"It's not like…whatever." Marco waved his hand away, looking at the school across the street. "I think you two look great tonight." Janna blushed at the comment, but Star only smiled. "Never took you for a fancy dress person Janna."

"Well, when you have charms like mine, having one of these beauties laying around is useful." Janna purred, with Star folding her arms in slight annoyance. Janna backed off, only smirking at Star. "And I take it you aren't wearing that sexy outfit to please prince charming here?"

Star's heart marks glowed and her cheeks were bright red. "For your information, I designed this outfit. Like all my clothing. So I'm wearing this for myself. …But Marco likes it too." Marco smiled, lightly punching Star's arm. The two friend's gave a knowing smile, getting up from the bench. "I think it's about time we get inside." Star spun her wand around, making it form into a dagger. Hiding it in a holster underneath her stockings, she took Marco's hand.

"Can't wait to trash the place!" Janna shouted joyfully, dashing ahead with her heels clanking into the cold concrete. Star and Marco walked at slower pace, enjoying the sensation of holding one another's hand.

"Thanks again, for you know, going with me here tonight Star." Marco said with some worry laced in his voice. "You are a great friend."

Star just kissed Marco's cheek, making his eyes bulge out in surprise. "Hey, you got my back. I got yours." The two friends walked inside the school, seeing bright colors dancing across the gym. With rainbow ribbons and food lined up on the side, it was quaint. Star tapped her chin, wondering something. "Something's missing here…"

"Didn't you fix this up after that huge fight?" Marco asked, with Star nodding. "And you are now trying to hide your magic again. Just leave things be and have fun." Star smiled, taking Marco's hand and rushing toward the food area. They saw various kinds of food, though Marco noticed some tipsy peers hovering the punch bowl. "Do me a favor Star and don't go near that." He pointed toward the bowl, with Janna chugging down the whole thing. "Just…can't believe she spiked it…"

"It wasn't Janna." Marco jumped like a scared cat. Jackie just smiled, waving hello to Star and Marco. "You two look great." Star smirked, folding her arms joyfully.

"When you got the designing eye, a little magic can do wonders." Star eyed Jackie's outfit. "You look like a literal mermaid. Like the fin-like hemming's your dress has." 'And she looks like a princess too…' Star mused to herself.

"Thanks!" Jackie responded joyfully. Turning toward Marco, she noticed him being deathly silent. "You okay dude? I know this might be awkward, seeing me with Oskar and everything." Marco shook his head, putting on a smile.

"No, I'm fine. Just glad to be alive right now honestly." He put his hand within the dress pants pockets. Star noticed his slight shaking and voice hitching. "Uh…I'm going to go. Want to come with me Star?"

She only smiled, taking Marco's hand and walking away from Jackie. "Marco…I don't think she wants to hurt you or anything." Marco's body was still shaking, with Star tapping her chin. 'Come on, he's having a nervous breakdown! Gotta…' She felt her body tug toward the dance floor, where the other students were dancing. Loud music was echoing across the gym, with Star noticing Oskar and his band-mates playing a rock song.

"Um…would you like to d-dance with me?" Marco stuttered, patting his cheeks to calm the nerves. "Sorry for being nervous. Been a while since I've been to a thing like this." Star only took Marco's hand, moving to the music's beat. The two friends danced slowly at first, but soon were moving wildly like the other students. Star and Marco kept their visions locked on one another, feeling intense confidence flow through both of them. "So you wasn't lying about being a good dancer."

"Me and Pony Head used to visit this place called 'The Bounce Lounge' and it was fun." She tapped her chin, remembering they have scissors now. "We should visit it sometime."

"Sounds great!" Marco shouted, taking Star and spinning her around. The two teens laughed loudly, spinning in place like a graceful top. But they stopped dancing, once Oskar taped the mic.

"Hello friends! Tonight we are going to have some fun! In celebration of that stupid possum, we are going to rock all night long!" Everyone cheered, with Oskar coughing. "But I know a special pair wants some…romantic moments, so my crew will be playing a special tune." Marco glared at Oskar, which his friend shot a snarky smile back. Before Marco could say anything, Oskar and his crew started, with soft melodies playing.

Marco's eyes went wide, instantly recognizing the song. "That bastard…" Star looked at Marco in confusion, with the boy placing his hand behind her back. "Um…this is a famous rock song, a track that…" Marco gulped. "Anyway just follow my lead."

Star simply nodded, following Marco's command. The two swayed to the music, with Marco humming to the music. Picking up to the beats, Marco and Star only moved faster. Everyone in the gym mirrored them, just swaying until Oskar made a loud riff.

"Never cared for what they do, never care for what they know, but I know!" Oskar shouted, making soft strums. Alfonzo mirrored Oskar, with Ferg gently hitting the drums. Star rested her head upon Marco's shoulder, smiling wide.

"I never opened myself this way, life is ours, we live it our way…" Marco softly sang, in a voice that shook Star to her core. He looked up at her eyes, and gave a tearful smile. "All these words I don't just say, and nothing else matters." She smiled back, just nuzzling within Marco's chest. While everyone else moved at more frantic speeds to the music, Star and Marco just moved slowly, enjoying the tight embrace one another was sharing.


Janna and Jackie just sat on the bleachers, with the former recovering from drinking too much punch. "You really shouldn't have drank that much girl." Jackie said slyly, with Janna throwing an empty cup at her head. "Ow…"

"You just burp are jealous that I can drink burp more than you." She rubbed her head, groaning from pain. "Ugh…never drinking that much again." She spotted Brittney slouched forward. "Sup burp stuck up pom-pom"

"Shut up." She hissed, looking at Alfonzo playing the guitar. "That guy is…oddly really cool." Jackie elbowed Brittney. "Yeah, your BF is playing that 'Nothing Else Matters' song. Oddly fitting, when you look at that." She pointed to Star and Marco, faces inches away from one another.

Jackie only looked away, hiding a small frown. "Good for them. Bout time Marco moved on." Some mild anger was laced in her voice, something Brittney scoffed at. "Oh, why do you care so much?"

"Because I'm friends with that new girl?" Brittney commented, folding her arms in slight anger. "Don't act like I'm the bad one here. Yes, I'm a nasty bitch sometimes, but I'm trying to get better. What about you? Putting up the 'cool skater chick' persona to mask that using person inside you?"

Jackie cracked her knuckles. "Ready to throw down?" Janna just jumped in-between the two, burping in Jackie's face. "Gross Janna…your mouth reeks of alcohol."

"You burp shouldn't have burp spiked the stuff." Janna patted her chest, looking at Star and Marco dancing. "Letting the guy of my burp dreams dance away with burp blondie sucks." Janna passed out cold, snoring loudly in Jackie's lap. Brittney and Jackie exchanged confused looks.

"I'm not touching her, you spiked the punch." Brittney got up and walked toward the dancing group, leaving Jackie alone with a drunk Janna. Propping her friend up, Jackie patted Janna's back, letting out burps and coughs.

"Glad I'm burp not dead. Nearly burp died…" Jackie frowned, just holding Janna up and watching the dance continue. Seeing Star and Marco continuing their dance, she gritted her teeth and slugged down the 'punch' she had next to her.

"Going to be a long night…"


The song ended, with Star and Marco still dancing softly. A loud coughing was heard, snapping the duo awake. The slid back slightly, looking up at the stage. "Seems like we got a loving couple. Want an encore?" Oskar grinned, strumming his guitar.

"Uh…we are going home, right Star?" He looked at her pleadingly, with Star nodding excessively. The duo darted away in utter embarrassment, not hearing the cheers and praise from their peers. They stopped when nearby the lockers close to the exit, having stupid smiles upon their faces. "Sorry about that, figured you wanted to avoid the attention."

"I think we brought ourselves more attention running off like that." Star commented. They just looked at each other, rubbing their arms. "We almost kissed…funny how that works, right...buddy?"

"Yeah…right." Marco looked away from Star, with disappointment in his voice. "I'm sorry, if I put you in a bad spot. I will have a word with Oskar tomorrow…" Star frowned, walking closer to Marco's face. They were inches apart, just like before, but tension was now quite thick.

"We just meet and…I don't know how I feel about you." Star answered truthfully. "You've seen a lot of my history and baggage. But I don't know much about you."

Marco sighed in defeat. "It's only fair you learn more about me, considering how I've helped you deal stuff recently. To be real though, I…I do feel something for you. Even if we just met. Is that wrong?"

Star smirked, punching Marco's arm. "No, not at all. How about we take it slowly, learning more about each other. I...I feel something for you too. But after everything..." Marco held out his arms, with Star tackling into him. They poured every emotion into the hug, feeling intense warmth radiating from one another.

"Sounds wonderful...thank you for being my best friend." Star tightened her grip on Marco, refusing to let him go for anything.

"No problem, soul mate." They stayed like this, unaware of half-drunk Jackie and slightly sober Janna watching them. Jackie hiccupped and was about to march up to Star, but Janna pulled her back.

"Hey…buddy, don't mess with them." Janna said slightly dazed. "Those two are close, don't bother them." Jackie sighed and walked with Janna back into the gym.


While the night closes for Star and Marco, a light wakes up Tom. He opens his eyes, blinking a few times. Looking around, he only sees black blobs and horrific creatures roaming around. He gets up, feeling intense pain flowing through his body. "…Where, am I?"

"The Void." A stern voice answers. Tom enters combat position, clenching his fists and ready to strike. He sees an apparition of Toffee, having arms folded behind his back. "This place is…unique. While not part of a specific dimension, it is home to gateways across the multiverse. Though finding your way home will take a very long time."

"Toffee…you are the king of Monsters." Tom felt scared, knowing of his strength. "W-Why are you here? Haven't I suffered enough?"

"No, you haven't." Toffee hissed, clenching his fists. "That Mewni Princess is the key to Monster rights on Mewni. Not only did that witch harm her, but I read all the reports on your methods." He picked up a horned headband, making Tom's blood turn cold. "Using a blend of neuron suppressors and fire magic…quite interesting. Though very easy to break." Toffee crushed the headband within his right hand.

"I will get out of here, get my kingdom back and get my princess. You aren't going to stop me." Tom hissed, clenching his fists into balls. Toffee snickered, snapping his fingers. Pete and Tom's father stood beside him. "How did you…"

"I'm very good at talking to people. Maybe you should try that instead of forcing control sometime." Toffee vanished, leaving Tom alone. He kneeled on the ground, feeling bitter tears run down his cheek. Wiping his face, he got up determined. Finding a nearby stick, he tightly grasped it, marching into the void for a way home.