Chapter 3- Thoughts and Dreams
Star woke up the next day, ready to go on with her 'Be Cold Hearted' operation, even though it was already hard. Had Marco forgotten she didn't give him a hug? Hopefully not, she needed to make a mark on him.
"Hello Star," Moon greeted from the mirror on her wall.
"Mum, hi," Star was startled by her sudden call, which she didn't even answer. So early when she had just woken up but then again, who knew the time she'd woken up.
"We have to have a quick chat," Moon stated. This bothered Star, was she in trouble? Again. "You know how we are magical," she asked, her daughter nodded, "Our magic is tied to our emotions. The more we feel the more power in our magic." Star understood that already, waste of time. "But what if we feel strongly… negatively…?"
"Yeah, we're bound to lose control of our powers, turn evil," Star interrupted. She'd heard this before on Mewni.
"I can feel you brewing this up on the inside, Star," Moon sighed. "You know what will happen, you could harm the ones you love," she said. "Or worse," Star blinked while Moon continued, "Take some time to clear your mind, Star. It would save you and Marco someday."
The princess considered her idea when Moon softly smiled, "You see, Star, its dimmed now you're concentrating." Star returned the smile, "I'll call back soon to see how you are doing." She was glad she called- the cold shoulder thing would not have worked well.
Marco was waiting for Star downstairs with a worried expression. She was not okay. She was not alright. She did not give a hug last night. "Star!" he said as he saw her figure walk down the stairs.
"Hey, Marco," she greeted awkwardly. "I'm sorry for not hugging you last night and generally being weird. It was because… it was…." She struggled for a reason that would avoid her blurting out the whole truth.
"A girl's thing, Janna told me when I asked," Marco said, "Ponyhead dared you or else you had to kiss me, and of course that would've been awkward. Am I right?"
"Yeah," Star replied. Her friends were too good. "What are you doing today?" she asked as he was already dressed.
"Going out on a school trip, remember, the overnight school thing you said would be boring," Marco said, mimicking her tone then continuing in his natural voice, "Jackie will be there, and so will Janna, Hope, Justin…" he began to list as Star tuned him out. She had lost her best friend, to school. This was getting hopeless. "Until Friendship Thursday, I'm going to be very busy."
"Ok," she said in reply, "Then why are you still here?"
"I wanted to see if my best friend was as enthusiastic as usual," Marco sweetly admitted. "You know, after not giving me a good night hug."
"Well, now you've got a longer goodbye hug," Star smiled and threw her arms out, "HUGS!" she yelled and they embraced for a while. Star let go as Marco had to leave for school; he was already running late just to speak to her. How kind of the boy.
"Well… now I have the whole house to myself," she spoke out to herself. She turned back to the stairs and muttered darkly, "Better work out my feelings then, rebel princess way." She walked up with purpose.
She tried all sorts of methods. Sitting down and thinking normally was like not making effort; it was something someone like Star could rarely do. Joking around with herself to force it out of her somehow hadn't worked; she spent the two hours laughing about what she did on New Year's Day, which she gladly used a spell to make everyone forget. She tried staring into the mirror to see who she was only resulted in her questioning her future as Queen. To avoid that worse thought, she concentrated her energy into a spell.
"My heart's feelings may show, so a way I can sort them, I'll know," she said, seriously. The wand shook like a rattle as pink energy shot from it. "It's working, it's working!" she jumped excitedly as the beam was about to touch her heart. "I'll finally not intrude on Jackie and Marco's relationship soon!" she squealed. The magic turned green and hit her. Nothing happened after that. "…all that celebration for nothing."
Marco was not going to come back any time soon so she thought to call up the gang again. With her situation, they might as well as enjoy themselves while helping, like Sunday. But to her disappointment, Janna was out on the trip too, Ponyhead was at a school dance with her date and Kelly was at training in who knows which far off dimension against what messed up being.
Janna kept her entertained for a while, sending her pictures of the camp; Hope and Janna picking up trash with the stabby sticks, Hope freaking out over a bug she found in a locker, Leah smiling into the camera with a loose pigtail, Jackie and Janna having a trash war, Marco generally avoiding the wet socks, the guys pushing girls into a pool, a photo of everyone laughing, and finally a photo of the couple which slipped away behind some trees holding hands.
This reminded her of her goals. "I can survive," Star shrugged. Just like before on Mewni, as a princess. Not allowed to leave unguarded, lonely, bored all the time. "I can survive," she said again, more like a reassurance she would not die. After ten minutes she got fed up. "Nope, we're doing this a different way!" she stood up and gripped her wand. "Sleepy time night skip!" she yelled and pointed her wand up.
The day's high sun quickly passed as actions happened in super speed. The mailman delivered late and was chased by a laser puppy in three seconds. The bright blue sky turned orange as clouds drifted by quickly. Mr. and Mrs. Diaz came to check on her, stayed for a movie which she briefly saw then went back out to wherever in less than a minute. Finally, she yawned and the speed slowed.
Somehow, she was in her pyjamas and in bed. She had no control over the actions as her eyelids drooped shut, "Good night Marco," she whispered before going into total slumber.
"Whoa… where am I?" Star wondered, taking glances around the empty state. "This is weird," she said to herself, only hearing echoes. The place was white and only white, with the exception of her being, of course.
She thought hard, 'Clear your mind' Moon had advised her. Think. With an empty space like this, that was all she could do. "Marco," she whispered and a black reel appeared. She tugged at it. A random ukulele started playing, vibrating a soft tone.
Many memories of the two of them going by. She smiled fondly at the sights' remembering all of them. She hadn't been paying attention for a while; lost deep in her thoughts, to notice the frames had turned to hearts. They kept going and going, Star laughed at the memories until the rest of the frames went blanker and blanker, until it disappeared entirely.
"Huh?" Star gaped, she went in the direction the reels were coming from, the start disappeared. "I'm sure there are more memories… even with Jackie," she said.
It started again and she relaxed. Memories of Jackie and Star bonding over their trip to the Love Sentence concert. Jackie being an awesome girlfriend. Star getting further and further away from the couple. The white background was lime now.
Piano started playing out of the blue and she stared. A final reel shot up, except it was not in her perspective, not anyone's. Star was in a curled ball position, shrinking in size in each frame. Tears were falling freely from her eyes now, over her green cheek hearts and her green wand in between her fingers.
"Love…" Star heard and wiped her eyes, both in the movie and real state. "Is a saddening thing, my dear," the familiar voice stung. She never remembered this. Her movie self, stood up, facing the tall silhouette. "I once knew love, friendship, and such… but I had it snatched," the voice rambled. Movie Star's face scrunched up, looking confident. "I can give you power of love, crush love, only you will be loved," he offered. Star silently shook her head, biting her lip as Movie Star took the hand offered to her. The music stopped.
"That's not me," she wailed. "THAT'S NOT ME!" she screamed. Multiple green hearts, from hers came to existence in twos, fluttering together in front of her. They created a huge one; those combining emitted the sound of two swords clashing together.
Jackie and Star are hanging from a building, both screaming… But overwhelming emotion tied her down, so Star bolted in the opposite direction. Only to be stopped by another large heart, but with Marco and herself arguing- like her vision before.
She turned and ran. Different things popped up so she shut her eyes and gripped firmly on her wand. Her hair rose up, waving vigorously. "Obliterate for me, what I can see, because it cannot be, what my mind needs," she muttered darkly, turning and raising her wand up. A huge green bolt pierced through the first heart before multiplying to every other thing. The last one did not die though.
Star grunted. She lunged forward to it, her hand filled with green; she touched her hand to its glassy surface, moving it around. She removed her hand and stared. The figure was still in darkness, the voice was so familiar. She was about to punch the glass- which Marco always went against- when her green handprint moved. Each finger stretched, leaving a broken wake in its path until it was completely shattered. Star stared at her hand, "What?" she wondered aloud.
The whiteness had returned. She looked around, struck by wonder. Star decided it was safe, so began to walk and thought to continue thinking when she stepped over an edge. "Waaaaaa!" she screams tossing around for her wand, which was higher than her. She caught a glimpse of Marco and Jackie, flirting. Star's hair went a blonde-green colour and she plummeted faster, creating a bigger distance between her and the wand. They leaned in for a kiss; she shut her eyes and braced herself. Voom, she heard, as she entered a portal.
Star opened her eyes, it was too dark. Her eyes were still adjusting to the black as she took small steps. Many versions of herself appeared under and on top of her, doing the same thing, walking, like mirrors. This was all too weird for her; she turned looking for an exit. All of the different dimensional versions of herself disappeared.
One person was in front of her, her true self. Blonde, bouncy hair, under her demon headband, in an ordinary outfit, Star stared back. She looked down, now she (actual Star) had a green tint to every feature. "Hmm…" she said.
The roles reversed. Mirror Star's sad green eyes drooped from her and turned away. She had not done anything now. The wand glistened as it floated in front of her. She grabbed it. Green Star walked away until she was only a green speck. Star looked at her hands. Two more pairs formed under them. A Mewberty stage had occurred. Her hair was suddenly in one large beehive. She blinked and they were gone, but her skin was purple; another Mewberty stage. She blinked again and she was normal.
Shards of pink and red sky combined everywhere. Black rocky ground formed under her. She was happy to be in a different place- at least it was Mewni. "Be gone Toffee." A voice barked. Star's eyes narrowed as she looked behind her, young Moon.
"The wand is rightfully mine," Toffee replied, not budging "You could hand it over and nothing bad will happen to you. That is all."
"I will be save all my subjects like a Butterfly would," Moon said, "Mum was right… monsters are not to be trusted." She growled, holding the wand up high. With that statement made, Toffee ran straight for it, hands jutted out.
Moon backed up and ran too. She came to a halt, with one foot further than the other. One hand free, going back, and the other one with the wand, "Eliminate the cruel beast in front of me, so all monsters and Mewmans can see…" the wand shined, as it charged. Star shook in fear, she looked confident, "For I am Mewni's princess; I shall defend, and from this, the war shall end!" she recited, the wand's beam grew bigger, her big blue hair flapping wildly at her back. Star did not blink, her mom looked so fearless. The rest, she hadn't heard as it was muted. Moon never told her the entire spell.
Toffee came to a halt, his pupils shrunk. The beam was shot. It was clear blue with swirls around it. Her tapestry failed to capture its entire detail and beauty. Diamonds glistened in it, adding more power to it. Toffee tripped on a rock, in a mid fall position, the beam hit his middle finger and blew it off completely.
The powerful spell broke off the ground behind Toffee, Moon was battle crying. He was paralyzed as he fell to his inevitable doom. Star trembled; Moon had never looked so dauntless. Her face was not a forgettable one.
The ground broke off to where Star was, she watched Moon leave the war area, as she fell into the abyss.
"AAAAAAH," Star shot up to the morning. She looked around, "It was a dream? A nightmare? That was intense." She huffed, exhaling and inhaling sharply. The teenager was sweating, and scared of everything. At least she could count on Marco's friendship.
Also, she found something to do for the entire day. Take the puppies out, do laundry- mundane things which she never did. They did not take her troubled mind of her dream, no one to tell except laser puppies, which she did not tell. Marco was coming back in the evening; a good thing, a good distraction.
Star Butterfly never expected a drastic change as such. Green smoke came out in a tired heart shape, from her heart. She then realised it was her spell that gave her the dream.
Also Merry Christmas… if this chapter is really good, I would feel good because I somehow wrote the end bit first. I decided to not go on with the cold shoulder thing because Star and Marco's relationship is too strong for that stuff.
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