Heyo all! Today I have something a little special and a little different. A short ,special episode about, as her tapestry suggests, the most mysterious Queen of Mewni. Responses to reviews will be posted next chapter. Keep in mind, Celena is referred to as "Great-Great Grandma Shy", so this takes place 100 to 150 years before the events of the series. There are clues hidden in here about where the plot is headed. Now, without further adoo, the Episode Special!


Celena Butterfly sat at her observatory in her bed chamber as she always did, gazing up at the night sky, illuminated by the twin moons of Mewni. The 20 year old 's coronation had been two weeks ago now, and she'd still yet to leave her bedroom for more than a restroom visit. Everything was brought up to her, food, paperwork, records from meetings, people she needed to see. It was safe to say she was introverted, not really a social butterfly, so to speak. Not outgoing whatsoever, she chose to spend her time stargazing, reading, training with Glossaryk or her favorite activity, crafting potions.

She brushed a strand of her long, pink hair behind her ear, putting away her telescope momentarily. Gazing at the book on the table next to her cauldron, she sighed. "Glossy," she bellowed in her quiet voice.

It didn't take long for the little blue mage to come out of the book, bowing gracefully. "Yes, m'lady?"

Celena blushed, trying to cover it up. "I told you not to call me that, Celena is fine. All the attention that comes with..."

Glossaryk looked amused, a smug look on his face. "My liege, if I may, you don't seem to mind when Lord Masdan calls you that."

Another blush rose to her cheeks so rapidly, she actually had to bring up her wand, which was in the shape of a fan to cover it. She glared at her now chuckling mentor. "That's...different," she mumbled in annoyance.

Lord Nathaniel Masdan was a suitor of her's and had been for around two years now. Celena found the boy to be adorable, light and long brown hair, the brightest sky blue eyes and a rash, but fun loving, adventurous attitude. He was one of the few people she opted to willingly have conversations with. Rather than be put off by her often times antisocial behavior, he found it endearing and mysterious. He often came to visit her, usually through her tower window, where they would talk hours into the morning. Needless to say the young queen was quite smitten.

Sparing one last laugh at her expense, the teacher wiped a tear from his eye. "As you say, my queen. Now, what do you need?"

Regaining her composure, but letting out a little huff of annoyance that he used her royal title again, she gestured to the cauldron which was bubbling with a green liquid, over a flame. "I need to finish brewing this potion tonight, and..."

Glossaryk floated over next to her, suddenly interested. "Ohhhh, what're you brewing?" He sniffed it, before scrunching up his nose and frowning. "Smells delightful."

Celena rolled her eyes before beginning to stir the potion with the help of her spoon. "Imagine being able to trace anything back to a dimension. Anything from an article of clothing, a lock of hair, even a pair of dimensional scissor's complete history could be uncovered.

The keeper of the book nodded approvingly. "Sounds innovative." Truth was, Celena was an interesting pupil. She was a very smart girl, well woman now, but despite that, was not very magically gifted, strength speaking. She had yet to fully master spells with her wand, yet alone wandless magic. Yet, she applied herself in other ways, as she was the best potion crafter he'd ever seen in his centuries of teaching. "But it getting a bit late." Glossaryk yawned for good measure. "You did promise we'd try dipping down again tomorrow."

Celena sighed, remembering how she'd promised him that morning, so she could spend the day working on her potion. But stargazing had run a bit longer than she'd expected and now she was behind. It wasn't that she had no desire to improve and go stronger, she did. She knew all about her lack of significant magical ability, it had been a favorite topic of the High Commission. She just found solace in research and applying that research in a constructive manner, such as brewing, as opposed to blasting and blasting aimlessly. Plus, she'd tried a thousand times to do what Glossaryk called, "dipping down" and had yet to accomplish it, she highly doubted she would this time either.

"I'll tell you what Glossy. Watch me, make sure I stay awake as long as this takes, okay? This will require my full attention, can you do that?"

"You have my word...m'lady." He smirked again ad he bowed.

"Ugh, don't call me that!"

For the next half hour, the young queen continued to work feverishly on the potion. Mixing, stirring, adding, draining, sighing in frustration, repeat. Glossaryk stayed true to his word and watched over her, and entertained himself in a variety of ways, from air swimming, to eating a small portion of the good that had been brought to for Celena, with a cup of pudding for his efforts of course. The potion ciphered through many different colors, from green to blue, to pink, to red, to even yellow.

Celena wiped the sweat off her forehead, the heat from the cauldron stinging her eyes. Her body was starting to feel the fatigue of her long day, filled with signing paperwork and working tirelessly on this potion. She wiped off the droplets of sweat that had accumulated on the twin crescent moons on her cheeks as well. Despite the signs for her to relent, she did not, jumping backwards after adding a vial of a glowing blue substance, that caused a small explosion. She wasted no time in getting back to work. She was almost there, her weeks of work were finally going to pay off. The applications of this potion got her excited.

She was so absorbed in her work, she did notice that Glossaryk had long since fallen asleep, snoring softly next to a place of roasted corn. She didn't notice her own eyes growing heavy. Her decreased stirring speed and sudden fatigue. Her cheeks suddenly growing warm as the moons illuminated. The warm feeling of sleep finally winning her over as the whole work went black.


Celena awoke to the feeling of being watched, feeling the eyes burning onto her. The second thing she became aware of was her back was wet, along with her hair, reasoning she was lying face up inside of some sort of liquid. Although a bit confused, she sat up suddenly, ready to confront whoever was watching her, springing to her feet in a way that would rival that of Cresenta the Eager, her mother. She looked around, only to be met by the stares of unicorns. In fact, as she gazes around, she realized that this wasn't any place she recognized in Mewni.

It was a bright, colorful world, full of strange flora and fauna, with sprawling vines of plants she had never seen before all around and strange animals flying through the end. Celena looked back down at the liquid she had been lying in. It was gold and seemed to make up most of this strange, unknown world, almost like an ocean. The unicorns from before watched her curiously, apparently as confused as she was about all this. Finally one grew brave enough to approach her, quickly jumping on her and licking her face.

Despite not being one for affection and physical contact from animals, the queen couldn't help but laugh. "You're an adorable little thing aren't you?" She looked at the other unicorns who all joined in on the fun. Still laughing, she shook them off gently. "Alright, alright. Now do any of you know where I am?"

"Why, you're in the Realm of Magic miss," the green unicorn that had initially jumped on her stated in a high pitched, childish sounding voice.

"The Realm of Magic?" That was certainly no place in Mewni. It seems that after she and Glossaryk had fell asleep, Celena had been transported into another dimension entirely somehow. Instinctively feeling for her wand, she couldn't feel it on the side of her gown. She'd left it on her desk! The young queen began to panic, as the prospect of a magical solution became impossible, without both Glossaryk and the wand.

One if the unicorns, a red one looked out her curiously, obviously taking note of her sudden anxiety. "What's wrong? Wanna play to make you feel better?"

The others looked on hopefully, eagerly awaiting her answer. Her natural bashfulness began to take over, mixing in with her now intense worry. "Umm...I-I s-should really be getting h-" She trailed off as the oddest thing happened, she seemed to forget why she needed to leave. Her eyes seemed to glaze over and begin sparkling unnaturally bright. "What's the rush, let's play!" She shouted in a way completely unlike her. What was she like again? Eh, didn't matter.

"Yay!" The unicorns exclaimed, running off playfully. "You can't catch us!"

"Oh really?" Celena giggled like she was a little girl again, chasing after them. "I'm gonna get you!" All traces of her personality seemed gone as she made her away across the strange land, giggling the whole way through. The further and longer the queen was in here, the more she seemed to forget about herself. What was a queen?

The unicorns galloped across the ocean of strange yellow light, which was becoming deeper and deeper, as they were more swimming than running now, and it came up to Celena's waist. Still though, the young Butterfly pressed on, wading her way through and giving chase. "I've almost got you!" What was her name again? What even was a name? It was the strangest thing, a warm feeling in her brain that seemed to be filtering every other thought and memory out, every thought accept staying here and having fun that is. It would have been good for the Queen, she didn't get out much, but she was steadily losing herself.

The group dissappeared from view. Celena scanned the area for them, sparkling eyes fixed on the calm sea of gold. "Where'd they go?" The young queen was puzzled, which wasn't helped by the fact that the Realm was still making her loopy. She saw no sign of movement, continuing to glance around aimlessly.

Suddenly, a white unicorn popped up out of the water, turning to playfully taunt and spit at Celena, before diving back under. The pink haired queen giggled again, scoffing playfully. "When I get my hands on-" She trailed off as something caught her eye. Her attention span was virtually nonexistent now as she completely turned around, completely forgetting her pursuit of the unicorns, focusing on whatever this new phenomenon was.

There, along the banks of the ocean of gold, was another unicorn, though this one was beautiful in a different way than the others. It was larger, undoubtedly more physically mature than its brethren. While the others, were more bright colors, this one was a dark shade of violet, so much so, it was almost Gothic. It's eyes were the same shade, fixed on the strangely multicolored horizon.

"Ohhh, pretty," exclaimed Celena as she began wading towards the creature.

Turning it's head to the sudden intruder, the horse wasted no time in bolting away, running so fast it glided across the water like a boat. Seems as if it was startled.

Celena did her best to go after it, frantically wading her way through the deep liquid, determined not to let the current object that captivated her attention get away. "Come back!" Determination shined in her bright eyes as she began to run against the current, chasing the dark horse.

It didn't look back, nor relent, simply galloped like Celena intended to hurt it. She lingered behind it, just out of reach, as the depth seemed to become more shallow, allowing her to the ability to run again. The huntress and the hunted passed a number of what appeared to be strange, upwards flowing waterfalls. Waterups? Vertical columns of golden liquid, that sent the liquids upwards. They were enough to momentarily capture Celena's attention, but her focusing remained on catching the mysterious unicorn.

Overhead, swirling dark clouds loomed, almost like a storm was coming. Neither Celena nor the horse cared, as they were too rapped up in their game of cat and mouse. Soon the sky darkened completely, casting a shadow over them ad they ran. Finally, the purple unicorn stopped, gazing upwards at the sky, as if it were puzzled by this development.

"I really tired you out! I've got you," the quuen cried out in victory, stopping in front of it to catch her breath. The liquid began flowing like a current again, getting deeper and deeper, up to her waist again.

For the first time, the horse looked at her, and then something amazing happened. It spoke. "You shouldn't be here." The voice was so soothing, so motherly, it didn't sound like much of a desperate warning. "Run."

"What?" Celena looked down, feeling a change in temperature of liquid. Before it felt warm and relaxing, it now felt cold, almost unbearably so. Sure enough, it had also changed color, the warm gold gradually fading into a deep purple. "Splendid..." She was entranced by this new development.

The formerly gentle and calm current was replaced by choppy and increasingly strong waves. There was thunder in the distance, as if the looming storm had finally closed in on them. The unicorn looked at Celena again. "You need to run now, it happening. He's here."

The young queen titled her head, looking like a confused puppy. "Who here?" Suddenly, the unicorn was taken under any a wave, the force of which threw Celena backwards, as she struggled to remain above water. She had never learned to swim, as there was never a need, seeing as how she almost never left her room, let alone dived into any substantial bodies of water.

Perhaps it was the life threatening situation she found herself in, perhaps it was seeing the object of her attention washed away, but Celena's eyes lost their sparkle, reverting back to their normal color. Everything came flooding back, Glossaryk fell asleep, she must have too, her wand was back home, she was- she was lost! She was Celena Butterfly, daughter of Cresenta Butterfly and the current Queen of Mewni. Still struggling against the high tide, she frantically tried to doggie paddle as she felt the cold liquid splashing against her eyes, she was sinking, she was drowning. Another wave crashed against her back and she began to sink, deeper and deeper. She began seeing flashes of things as she dropped below the top of the sea. A crying baby being tossed into the arms of another, the strangest tail poking out of her bundle. The steadily cracking crystal of Eclipsa the Queen of Darkness. A finger. The silhouette of something large and dark closing in on a brown haired boy and a blonde girl. There was no time, rhyme or reason to these visions, as they continued to come without relent.

Suddenly, the clouds and sky seemed to crack open, patting as a massive hand reached down towards the water. It was large and monstrous, sharp claws forming the ends of the fingers, large enough to saw a boat in half.

[I]"To blackest night, I pledge my soul and crush my heart, to burning coal." An unfamiliar voice spoke gallantly.

Random snippets of conversations and voices continued to haunt her mind. They seemed to have no congruent order, seeming to jump all around history, some events Celena had read about, some she hadn't.

"She's a monster! We can't possibly hand her the single most powerful weapon in the universe!"

"Aim it directly at his heart."

"Eclipsa's alive, and I made a deal with her."

"Eclipsa is Heinous's mother!?"

"The Moon of Lovers..."

The visions stopped as the hand reached for Celena, who had been sinking deeper and deeper, into the purple sea.

"Lost little Butterfly?" The voice was raspy and metallic, sounding almost robotic in nature.

Without warning, Celena found herself being pushed away from the hand that was reaching for her and towards the surface. Upon hitting it, she looked down at the liquid, to gaze upon her savior. It was the purple unicorn, the very same one she had been chasing earlier. It's purple gaze locked onto her. " I need you to repeat what I'm going to whisper to you, it's the only way you can escape. When you leave, reach for your wand back home. Understand?"

The young queen nodded and leaned in to hear what the horse had to say. She was nearly moved to tears as she dawned in revelation of what it meant. Reluctantly, she began to focus, closing her eyes and imagining her magic as Glossaryk told her to, a well, a well that she had to pump. She felt the burning sensationof her cheekmarks glowing. "For all the horrible things I've done, that one to remember. I'm the one to worship something over nothing,unicorn remember betrayal forever," she repeated, her voice a soft whisper in the face of the towering, pitch black creature above, she she lifted her hand, waving it on front of her in a strange gesture.

The unicorn began to fade into nothingness, but not before locking eyes with Celena one more time. " Remember those words. They are the only thing you can speak of that you've seen today. And just like that, she was gone. The young quuen began to cry, realizing that the unicorn had just sacrificed its life for her.

A bright pink light came down from the sky, as if the gods themselves had intervened, causing the creature to cry out in pain. The light surrounded her, and just like that, Celena's world was nothing but black once more.

[C]-

Celena awoke to Glossaryk floating over her, a concerned expression upon his face. "Celena, are you okay?"

She didn't respond, taking a moment to glance around, as it took a while for her to register where she was. Her bedroom. Home. Where she was safe. Everything that happened back in the Realm of Magic. That poor unicorn. Wait, the unicorn! The spell! The promise!

Glossaryk, confused by her lack of response, resorted to teasing. "Everything okay, m'lady," He asked, hoping that the nickname she hated would be enough to snap her out of whatever this was.

The young queen turned her back on him, walking towards the desk, her eyes fixed on the wand, as if this was the first time she'd seen it. It was then that he noticed she was drenched, the back of her dress clinging to her pale skin. Where had she been? She'd just dissappeared and reappeared out of nowhere. In all his years of existence, Glossaryk had seen nothing like it.

"My queen, where did you go?"

The queen stopped in her tracks upon reaching the desk. In that moment, she nearly decided to explain everything to Glossaryk. The Realm of Magic, the unicorns, the dark horse, the visions of what appeared to be a royal conspiracy amongst the family, the snippets of past and future, the dark figure, buy she didn't. She remembered the last thing the unicorn ever said to her. The unicorn that gave its life for her. So, she stayed silent, flipping the moon emblem in the center of the wand up, and gazing in. Inside, was a small purple unicorn, running on a treadmill, valiantly powering the wand itself. This realization nearly brought Celena to tears, and she gently shut the latch,

At this point, the little blue mage was floating over her shoulder, looking at the now closed wand, absolutely bewildered. A unicorn powering the wand? Never had he seen such a thing. What was going on? "Celena, wh-"

For the first time since returning home, Celena spoke, in that telltale quiet, almost whisper of a voice, that had spoken words of great power, not too long ago. "Glossy, may you please fetch the book? I think I've discovered a new spell."


What lies behind the golden fan

her hand does sweetly hold?

A trove of cosmic secrets

never to be told.