CHAPTER 1: Star Comes to Earth

So everything up until Star actually goes to earth is the same as it is in the first episode. That's where the similarities end, though. The quotes are slightly off because I wasn't working with a script. Any chapter that has parts of an episode in it will be altered slightly.

I'm glad that everyone so far seems to like it. I know there wasn't a whole lot to review in the last chapter, so I'm hoping this one provides more ammo.

I don't own Star vs. the Forces of Evil. Oh look, I'm back to reminding you of what the last chapter ended on. I missed that.

"We'll just see about that, won't we Marco?"

GENERAL POV

"And you said there was no magic on Earth," Star declared smugly as she flickered the light switch in the principal's office.

River stared at her and then turned to Principal Skeeves in irritation. "She's going to need a guide."

Skeeves nodded in agreement and hit the intercom button. "Jackie Lynn Thomas to the principal's office. Jackie Lynn Thomas."

He let go of the button and turned back to the king and queen. "She's in good hands here. Don't worry about a thing."

With a single nod, the parents bid their daughter goodbye and vanished back to their own dimension. Skeeves glanced at Star and frowned slightly as he watched her try to pry apart his snow globe. "Uh, Miss Butterfly? If you could follow me?"

Star obliged happily and skipped out after Principal Skeeves to the hallway just outside of his office where he asked her to wait for Jackie. The girl arrived quickly, on her skateboard like Principal Skeeves knew she would, and rolled straight up to the pudgy man. "S'up, Skeeves?" she asked, tucking her skateboard under her arm and quirking an eyebrow.

"Jackie, I'd like you to meet our new foreign exchange student, Star Butterfly. I'm asking you to be her guide around school."

Jackie looked sideways at Star, who was busy attacking a water fountain, and frowned ever so slightly. "Wait, what?" she demanded, turning her skeptical gaze to the principal.

"Yup," Skeeves said, somewhat distracted by the treasure chest in his arms. "If you need me, I'll be down at the ice cream shop. Papa's getting all 52 flavors!"

He vanished, leaving Jackie alone with Star. The girl rolled her eyes and stepped up to the somewhat quirky teenager. "So, would you like a tour of the school?"

Star immediately let go of the water fountain and bounced on her toes. "Heck yes! I'm Star!"

Jackie couldn't help but smile at the enthusiasm. "Jackie," she introduced, pulling the teenager down the hall. "So I'm assuming you'll get your class schedule from the secretary-"

"Ooooooh," Star said, only half paying attention as an Exit sign flickered above them.

Jackie coughed slightly, drawing Star's attention back to her. "And you'll probably get your housing assignment at the same time. A lot of really great families take in exchange students around here," she finished.

Star nodded. "Cool! Maybe it'll be you!"

Jackie smiled, tugging on her blue strand of hair. "Nah. My parents don't host. We don't have enough room in the house for an extra person. So where are you from, anyway?"

"I'm from another dimension!" Star declared, whipping out her wand and wagging it around, spilling rabbits, spiders, and mini rainbows everywhere.

Jackie stared at her for a long time, not quite sure how to react to that information. "Riiiiight. Okay, uh, how about we go to the office and get your stuff that you need?"

Star agreed in excitement, like Jackie knew she probably would, and the two walked down to the secretary's office together, Jackie motioning for Star to wait in one of the chairs while she got her schedule for her.

"Hi, Mrs. Carey," Jackie said, leaning against the desk with both hands and settling her skateboard onto the floor. "Uh, I need the schedule and housing arrangement for the new exchange student, Star Butterfly."

The dark haired woman smiled up at Jackie and began typing around on her computer, clicking and printing a couple of sheets of paper that she in turn handed over to Jackie. "There you go, pumpkin," she declared. "Have a wonderful day."

"You too, Mrs. Carey."

Jackie sauntered back over to Star, taking a glimpse at the papers in her hand. Her smile faded slowly just as she reached the girl, and Star looked at her in concern. "Jackie? Everything all right?"

"Uh, yeah," Jackie said softly, handing over the papers. "You're going to have a couple of classes with me, which is cool, and I can introduce you to some of the people in the other classes. Your host home…."

"Rafael and Angie Diaz," Star read off. "Are they not a good family?"

"Oh no, no, no," Jackie reassured her quickly. "Like I said, all of the people who host are awesome. Just…well, they had a son who would have been our age."

Star didn't miss the words, and she looked up from the names with a raised eyebrow. "Would have been?"

"Yeah," Jackie said softly, rubbing the back of her neck and leading Star back to the principal's office to grab her stuff. "He was…he was kidnapped when he was just a baby. Well, almost a year old, but still. They never found him, and the Diaz's host students now so like…they can have a kid in the house, I guess. They're really awesome people, just have had really sucky lives."

"That's awful," Star mumbled, staring down at her wand.

Jackie looked sideways at her and gave a small smile. "Hey, sorry. Didn't mean to bum you out. Listen, I'll take you over there, introduce you to them, help you get settled in. I sometimes house sit for them when they go on vacation."

"House sit?" Star asked in bewilderment, opening the door to Skeeves' office and picking up one of her bags. "Your houses are alive?"

Jackie chuckled. "No, no. I just mean I keep an eye on their house, get the mail for them, make sure no one breaks in and steals stuff. Come on. Let's get over there."

The girls left the school easily, wheeling Star's biggest trunk down the road on Jackie's skateboard and chatting about the neighborhood and Star's kingdom. Jackie was having trouble believing that she actually was from another dimension, but she didn't push it.

It only took about ten minutes to reach the Diaz household, and Jackie let herself in as if it were no big deal. "Mr. and Mrs. Diaz? It's Jackie! I have a new exchange student for you!"

A woman exited from where Star guessed was the kitchen, if the smell of cookies gave any indication, and she smiled warmly, green eyes glinting in the sun as she wiped her hands off on a dishtowel. "I know. Principal Skeeves gave us a call from the ice cream parlor."

She held out a hand to Star and shook it gently. "My husband will be back shortly. He's an artist, and is currently at a show demonstrating one of his carvings."

"Cool!" Star exclaimed. "I'm a magical princess from another dimension!"

Angie raised a slow eyebrow, glancing sideways at Jackie. The girl just grinned and shrugged, and the woman chuckled. "Well Star, that's absolutely wonderful. I'm sure Jackie can show you to the guest room; she's used it plenty of times."

"Sure thing," Jackie agreed, leading the way to the stairs and helping Star drag the trunk up.

"She seems pretty happy for someone who lost their son," Star whispered to the girl, watching her toes as the trunk slipped in her grasp.

Jackie grimaced, yanking the trunk onto the landing and glancing at the door behind her. "Yeah…they always put up that appearance. That was his room, there," she said, pointing and moving aside so that Star could get off the steps.

With minimal hesitation, Star twisted the doorknob and glanced inside of the room. It looked fairly normal; there was a bed, made up for a person to sleep in, stuffed animals, a trunk in the corner, and baby pictures all over the walls.

That was the strange part, Star realized. She stepped inside a little bit and studied a picture of the baby, taking in his dark brown eyes and hair, the tiny red blanket bundled around him.

"So it's not a nursery anymore," Jackie said softly, standing in the doorway. "They changed it as the years went on, but they never let anyone sleep in here. It's really awful to think about. All of his baby stuff is still in that trunk."

Star walked over to the trunk and pushed it open, staring for a moment at the baby clothes that were all folded and neatly put away, waiting to be worn. A baby blanket emblazoned with the name Marco rested on top. Her gaze drifted to the wall, where a star shaped nightlight was plugged in, flicked to the off position. She leaned down out of pure curiosity and clicked it on, surprised to find that the bulb still worked and lit up the star with a soft glow.

"Huh," Jackie muttered in surprise. "I'm shocked it still works."

Star stared at it for a long moment, watching the light flicker ever so slightly behind the star shaped glass. "Yeah….we should uh…probably get out of here," she declared, turning the light off and moving back to Jackie's side.

The girls shut the door silently and continued with moving the trunk down the hall, Star glancing back over her shoulder every few moments at the shut door.

Somehow, she decided, she was going to help the Diaz's.

The teller waved a hand over the crystal ball, causing it to go dark, and turned to stare up at the monster in quiet disgust. "You see, she is merely settling in."

"With the very FAMILY I happened to KIDNAP FROM 14 YEARS AGO!" he bellowed, swiping everything off of the table in anger. "NOW how do you propose I get to that cursed wand?"

The demon quietly picked her ball from the ground and settled it back on the table without a word, lifting her narrowed eyes as she swiped a speck of dust from the surface. "I suggest," she murmured calmly, "that perhaps you figure this out without my help."

He sneered at her and left the tent without comment, clipping his way back to his own dimension and brushing off his suit as quietly as possible.

His polished shoes clacked against the floor loudly as he strode up the stairs and down another hallway, pausing outside of the last door before rapping on the wood firmly.

"Come in!"

He pushed open the door, sweeping it shut behind him with his tail, and took in the child in front of him with mild irritation. "How are you today, Marco?" he asked softly.

The teenager glanced up from the floor, where he was busy meditating, and smirked. "Great. Just great. Bored, of course, but otherwise great."

There was an awkward second of silence in which the two merely stared at one another before Marco got to his feet and scowled, crossing his arms. "You never let me do anything! You said I could get out of this stupid house when I turned 13. Well guess what? I'm 14 now, and you still won't let me out! What the heck?!"

"Calm yourself," he snapped. "You know what happens when you get too upset. Remember the fine china cabinet?"

Marco froze and glanced down at his right arm, shaggy brown hair hanging in his eyes as his shoulders slumped. He shoved his hands into his pockets and grumbled. "Sorry, Toffee," he muttered. "I just….I want to go do something. You always told me that I could help you win this place back in favor of the monsters and I just…I wanted to help you do that."

Toffee smiled thinly and rested a hand on Marco's shoulder, squeezing gently. "You will," he promised. "Soon, too. I have an assignment for you, just as soon as I can make a deal with someone."

Marco's head shot up, a gleam in his eyes that almost startled the reptilian monster. "Seriously?"

"Of course," Toffee assured him, tightening his grip on his shoulder just enough to make Marco wince. "You've been practicing your fighting?"

Marco nodded, gesturing to the books lying around the room. "Uh…yeah. With those DVD's you got me too, though I'm still not sure I understand how those worked. They did help me figure out how to do the roundhouse though."

"Excellent," Toffee muttered.

With that, he left the room, leaving Marco to stand in silence, the only light in the room coming from the single bulb dangling above him.

The boy sighed and rubbed at his aching shoulder silently, pulling his right hand from his pocket and staring at it in annoyance. Of course he had to be the one monster who didn't actually look like a monster. All he had was….

He flexed his hand and watched silently as his fingers melded together and his arm lengthened into an enormous navy blue and purple spotted tentacle. Toffee had always told him that the reason he looked different was part of his monster heritage; that it would help him blend in with "normal" people.

Marco shook his head and concentrated, making the tentacle disappear and shrink back into his normal hand. He shook out the pins and needles and sat back down on the floor, picking up one of the karate books that Toffee had shown up with one day.

His fingers traced the spine gently, and Marco frowned. Every now and then he felt as if he was missing something, as if he had forgotten something. Toffee had assured him ever since he was little and he had taken Marco in that it was because the Mewmans had killed his entire family, and that he was just missing his kind.

Marco snarled and pitched the book across the room. He couldn't wait to find out what job Toffee had planned for him.

He was ready to rid the world of the nuisance that was Mewni.

So I'm not sure how this turned out….but yeah.

Um, I have the next few chapters ready, but my grandfather is going into kidney failure right now, so I don't know how often I'll be able to update this. On top of my midterms and maybe changing my major and stuff, I'm really struggling right now. Writing this is kinda the only thing I can concentrate on so yeah. Hope you're liking it so far.