STLTH 100

Truth be told, I just thought it looked better without the vowels. Makes it easier to find if you're search-specific too.

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She hadn't thought about it before, but now that she did, Higgs was starting to believe that Marco looked pretty good for someone who should have died in his sleep. Didn't she overdose him with the potion that Tom gave her?

Well, who could have blamed her for being distracted? After all, she was one of the victims of what was practically grand panty theft larceny. She had heard of panty thieving before, but the supernatural crap about the situation was the fact that everyone (female) had been robbed of their underwear while they were sleeping, even the people who were notoriously light sleepers. A drop of a pin could wake up some of them, and this person had UNDRESSED them.

It was preposterous. Of course magic had to be involved. If not, then there was a perverted ghost flying around, and there was no one stupid enough to believe that. Despite the ruin of the present situation such as the fact that the castle was still being repaired after being partly destroyed, the royal family in shambles and rumors of Eclipsa getting the monster side of her family back together, everyone who was victimized in the castle was calling for something to be done.

Higgs was in full agreement. Her monthly bleeds were just around the corner, and she didn't have any more money to buy any more undergarments. Shit, she spent all of her money on the cask of wine last night. She couldn't damn well wear that.

But on the issue of Marco and his drink…

'I wonder if that bastard was the one who stole my knickers?' She glared at him as he sat across from her at the long meeting table they were at, but he didn't notice because he was too busy glaring at Star, who was still trying the calm everyone down to an acceptable level of order.

"All right guys…" Star trailed off awkwardly when she realized but the only two males in the room was Sir Dashing and Marco, "I mean… my fellow females…" She coughed once in her hand to clear her blush, trying to guess how her mother would act in this situation. "I called this meeting because there is a serious underwear issue and let me tell you from now that I didn't do it, because I haven't got anything on under this dress." She glanced to her immediate right side to see Marco with his eyes wide, having momentarily forgotten that he was there. The both of them flushed with embarrassment, but Marco's own lasted far less as long as hers, something that Higgs noted with interest.

"Dashing did it, that pervert!" Lady Whosits yelled, riling up the other women in the room. Sir Dashing cringed as he was afraid of actually being lynched this time, and Star had to yell for order before they ended up killing him.

"That's another thing that we needed to talk about. You've all beaten up nearly every guy in the castle except for Marco and Lavabo, who I hear is still hiding out in the Wash. Seriously, we can't beat up the guy who's washing the clothes we still have left."

"Maybe it was Marco who did it," Higgs said a while after some thinking, staring at him as she did. The squire reasoned that whatever she had drugged him with the night before had caused this farce. There was also the fact that he was the only one around when she lost her arm-warmer. "Yeah, I really think that Marco did it. Who knows what's running through his head, especially what with all the raging teenage boy hormones in him." Marco gave her a decidedly guilty look, before shouting that he didn't do it. He still had the same look on his face when she continue to accuse him. "Maybe he jacked off to it like some sick horny dog."

"You're out of your mind!" Marco shouted. "I didn't do it!"

"We could beat the snot out of him just to make it fair to all the other guys," a woman in the far end of the room catcalled, one of the many that hadn't felt satisfied with the amount of vengeance already doled out to every male they had encountered in the castle. The atmosphere started to get a little bit more tense, and coming to her friend's rescue, Star yelled back that Marco wasn't even capable of stealing panties like what had happened last night.

"Maybe some of your magic rubbed off of him or something," another woman suggested. Yet another bellowed a rumor that Meteora had supposedly given Marco special treatment when she was zapping everyone with her eye lasers. Higgs cringed as she relived the memory in her head, wondering how she could nail Marco down without condemning herself. She was pretty certain by now that the potion she had given him that caused him to become some breed of master panty thief (and arm-warmer crook).

"I hope you're not being partial to Marco, my princess," she tried to say in as polite a tone she could manage. "Because if you're not, you wouldn't mind us searching his room for evidence."

"You won't find any!" Star and Marco exclaimed at the same time.

"Careful, Marco," Higgs replied with a smirk, "you make it sound as if you already got rid of it." That instantly set everyone into a riotous mood again, and Marco began to sweat bullets.

"What's your problem with me?" He hissed at her across the table while everyone argued around them. "I know that we don't exactly agree, but are you really trying to get me KILLED?! For what? Because I accidentally scuffed up your boot when you tripped me this morning?!" He was bitterly sarcastic, and for good reason. He had planned to explain the situation with Star in private, or perhaps her father, but hadn't gotten the chance to before he was hauled off to the meeting. And now, Higgs seemed to be targeting him with a vengeance. Damn, what did he really do to deserve this?

As if things couldn't get any worse, an orange portal suddenly ripped into existence, and Hekapoo stepped out of it, her face screwed up in anger as she looked at Star, not even considering the time and place. "You would not believe what happened when I woke up this morning! Somebody stole every piece of underwear I had, and I need you to use a spell to find the perp-"

"Oh, come on!" Star screeched in exasperation as she dug her hands into her hair. "Mom didn't have to deal with this kind of-... Wait a minute…" Star thought for a while, trying to figure out why Hekapoo was even targeted, but more importantly, how and who. "There aren't many people who know about your dimension, or even where you live there. The only other place where people got targeted was in this castle." She slowly turned to Marco, who was slowly shrinking in his seat away from the focused attentions of Star and Hekapoo.

Higgs pondered what they were getting at, before realizing what they meant. It was then that she pounded the final nail into Marco's coffin, and spoke loud enough to make sure that everyone heard her, grinning all the while.

"Hey, aren't you the only person in the castle with dimensional scissors?"

And if the situation still wasn't perfectly bad enough, resting perfectly in Marco's hands was Star's hair headband for everyone to see.