CHAPTER 3: Memory Wipe

Marsetta: Consider this: without Marco, certain episodes couldn't happen. So you can just assume Pixtopia never happened. It doesn't have a whole lot of plot development anyway; it was more of a filler episode.

AnotherWhovian11: No, Jackie is absolutely supposed to act like Marco because Marco isn't really….Marco. Besides, I feel like she's really friendly.

NewUnited:….thanks? I think?

Mim again: Thank you dear. It's very nice to see you back on Tumblr too, even if only for a short time.

AnimationNut: It's fine. I'll just be under the bed squealing like a maniac. I'm really happy you decided to write for this fandom, because all of your writing is superb.

Watermalone: Thank you so much. I appreciate it.

CartoonGurl201m: Yeah, I can guarantee that I'll probably spam my followers with a lot of Star vs. the Forces of Evil until the new season comes out. I'm actually already writing another one shot lol.

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"You will fail, Toffee," she growled. "You will fail, and you will never get the chance to try for the win again."

GENERAL POV

Star bounced into school and slid into her homeroom seat next to Jackie, leaning over and grinning at the girl. "Okay, so did I make Brittney's party the bomb, or what?"

Jackie stared at her blankly. "Uh…or what? Were you even there?"

Star stared at her for a moment before grinning. "Ha! Very funny, Jackie. Okay but for real, do you want a puppy? Cause I brought home the couple that I made on the bus and Mr. and Mrs. Diaz love them but they don't know if they want all five of them."

Jackie shook her head. "Star, I literally don't care. Why are you talking to me?"

Star's face fell as she realized that Jackie wasn't kidding. "Wait…you don't remember hanging out at the party?"

Jackie rolled her eyes. "We've never hung out anywhere before, Star. Everyone here can confirm it."

The entire homeroom class nodded and murmured their agreements and Jackie shrugged. "Sorry, Star. We just aren't really friends. You're cool and all, but I don't really know you."

"Know me?" Star yelped. "Jackie, you went to other dimensions with me! How can you not-"

"Yo! Butterfly!" Skullnick barked. "Shut it so I can take attendance."

Star sank back in her seat, trying to swallow back the tears that were brimming in her eyes. How could Jackie not remember her, or anything they had done together? How could no one remember it? What had happened to make them forget?

"Ludo," Star muttered under her breath, clenching her fists on her desk and glowering at the tabletop.

He would be behind this. Star wasn't sure where he had gotten the power to do something like this, but she was going to make sure it didn't last. She wasn't going to lose the friends she had at school over a dumb spell. She needed help from Jackie; she needed to make the Diaz's happy again, and she couldn't do that alone. She had to break whatever spell everyone was under.

She stood up and bolted from her chair, ignoring Skullnick's protests, and ran out of the room and down the hall, screeching to a halt when she spotted Oskar sitting in the parking lot.

Her heart fluttered in her chest and Star sighed with contentment, not quite sure why she had been planning on leaving class in the first place. That is, until she glanced down and spotted a purple heart resting on the tip of her nose. "Oh no," she muttered, peeling it off and staring at it.

She had to get home.

"You want me to do what?!" Marco shrieked, leaping to his feet and glaring at Toffee.

Toffee frowned and straightened his suit jacket. "You heard me. I want you to go to Earth and befriend Princess Butterfly."

Marco scoffed in disgust. "That….that prissy princess? Why would I do that? Why would I work with her?"

Toffee snarled and moved quickly, grabbing Marco by the shirt collar. "Because," he hissed, his eyes flashing with a fury Marco had never seen before. "She is vulnerable now. She needs someone there for her, someone to trust. And YOU will be that someone, and then I will destroy that wand and you-"

"I'll destroy her?" Marco guessed, his voice cracking.

Toffee seemed to realize he still had the boy in a death grip and he dropped him back to the floor and straightened out his suit. "Yes, of course."

Marco pursed his lips. "All right. What do I have to do?"

Toffee smirked. "My sources tell me at the moment that she has just begun going through Mewberty. Everyone at her school has forgotten they were ever acquaintances with her, and thus when her Mewberty ends, she will become an outcast for scaring the school population."

Marco hesitated. "So then….I become friends with her? What about living and stuff? Like what if she asks to come back to my house?"

Toffee looked at Marco like he was completely daft. "I'm not stupid," he said in slight irritation. "I have connections, and there is a house for you to temporarily have fake residence at on earth. Now remember, you are not to hurt anyone, do you hear me?"

Marco nodded solemnly. "You know I wouldn't hurt anyone. At least not humans," he muttered. "The Mewmans are another matter."

"No one," Toffee snarled. "You are to act like Star Butterfly is in fact a true friend so that she'll fall for our trap. You want to take her and her kingdom down, don't you?"

Marco gulped and nodded again, ducking his head. "Yes sir."

Toffee smirked. "Two more things, Marco. You are not to use your monster arm around her at all, no matter what the circumstances. If she is battling monsters, you are only to use your fighting knowledge."

Marco nodded. "Okay. And the second thing?"

"Second, you are not to go back to Star's house. As few people as possible should see you, so I don't want you going anywhere near her host home."

Toffee watched the boy's reaction carefully, seeing his eyes flash in confusion. "Well…I suppose that makes sense," Marco decided, running a hand through his hair.

"Another thing," Toffee said with a grunt. "You need a haircut, and a new name."

"What's wrong with Marco?" Marco asked, looking somewhat wounded. He had always liked his name; he felt like it completed him, like it was more than just a name, like it bonded him to his past family somehow.

"Nothing," Toffee decided after a long moment, pacing his foyer and rubbing at his chin. "But you will need a last name. Something that fits how you look."

Marco frowned and glanced down at his skin. "How I look?"

Toffee waved a hand. "Yes, yes, on Earth you would be called 'Latino.' Martinez should do, though it is rather stereotypical. Now go, gather your things together while I call the hairdresser."

Marco wasted no time in running up the stairs and vanishing into his bedroom, and Toffee let his neutral look slip into a glower. He'd had enough of that stupid boy running around his home, asking his dumb questions. If he had known that raising a human child would be so difficult, he would have settled for just killing the boy first thing.

But no, he could use him for so much more if he was alive instead. Toffee sighed and summoned his hairdresser from the city, sending him up to meet Marco in his room.

When the boy came down half an hour later, Toffee's eyes widened ever so slightly. His hair had been trimmed so that, while it was still slightly unruly, his eyes could be seen very clearly. He wore a red hoodie over the gray shirt he usually wore, and his black pants had been ironed. Marco had a bag slung over his shoulder and a wary look in his eyes. All in all, he actually looked somewhat decent.

"You're sure I should do this?" he asked nervously, adjusting the bag. The hairdresser left silently, and Toffee didn't even look at him.

"Yes," the monster said, putting a clawed hand on Marco's shoulder. "Remember. Befriend her. And when the time comes, you will know when and how to betray her."

Marco nodded and sliced through the air with his dimensional scissors, glancing back at Toffee anxiously. "Thanks," he finally said, knowing that Toffee wasn't really one for gratitude. "For uh…taking me in and helping me and stuff. I still don't understand why you did."

He exited quickly, closing up the portal behind him and leaving his guardian in the darkening foyer.

Toffee grunted. "You'll see, my boy. In time, you'll see."

Marco stepped into the hallway of the school and frowned, turning slowly on his heel and staring around. He wasn't exactly sure what a typical Earth high school looked like, but he was pretty sure there were supposed to be students around.

"Pssst! Hey you, get down!"

Marco whirled around to find a terrified male peeking out of the bushes at him. "What? Why?"

"She'll get you!" another guy squeaked from beside the first.

A humming noise came from behind Marco and he spun around, dropping his bag in horror and taking two steps back.

The thing in front of him tilted her head slowly, her eyes dilated to nothing more than hearts and six arms sliding out from her torso. Wings beat rapidly behind her and it was only when Marco spotted the hearts on her cheeks that he realized that this was Princess Butterfly.

His immediate emotion was disgust, then horror as she dove at him and shoved him up against the locker, sticking him in place with something-he didn't want to know what-that materialized from her fingers.

Some kind of music began playing in the background and Marco frowned as Star whipped her head up and then leapt away from him. He pulled his head away from the lockers and watched as the girl flew towards a guy obliviously playing a keyboard on top of his car.

"Oh no," Marco muttered. He didn't know the guy, but he didn't want anyone getting hurt on his watch. Calling in a little bit of strength from his tentacle arm, Marco yanked away from the lockers and ran towards the mutated Star, grabbing a volleyball net on a whim and flinging it at her.

She was caught immediately and snarled against the net. Marco grunted and pulled back, only to have the girl drag him all over the courtyard before he finally let go out of sheer desperation, sliding to a halt and then tumbling to the ground as he lost momentum.

Seconds later, Star flew off with the guy on the car and Marco sat up on his knees, watching her vanish into the sky. "Seriously?" he groaned. "I'm here for two seconds and I lose her? Toffee is gonna kill me."

He lowered his head and ran his hands through his hair, jumping ever so slightly as something landed on his nose. Going cross-eyed, Marco was able to spot a purple heart, and as he looked up, dozens more fluttered down from the sky.

He screamed as the car Star had carried off into the sky slammed down just next to him, and, moments later, that dude who had been on top as well. He gave Marco a nod and a "s'up?" before what was basically an explosion distracted the teenager again.

He turned to see Star standing up woozily from a pile of demolished lockers and putting a hand on her head in confusion. He frowned, not sure what to do. Should he talk to her? Ignore her until later?

"What the heck Butterfly, you could have killed us!" some blonde haired jock spat out, coming out from his hiding place behind a bush.

Star looked horrified at the thought, lowering her hands from her head to her sides. "I didn't mean-"

"You never mean!" a rather nerdy looking kid sneered. "Oh my gosh, Star, do you know how freaky you actually are? What kind of person turns into a freaking butterfly mutant?"

Marco could see tears in her eyes now, and though he should have been laughing at her misery, something about what the kids were saying hit him. He glanced down at his tentacle arm and grimaced ever so slightly, looking back up as the group started jeering and name calling and threatening the girl in front of them.

Star wrapped her arms tightly around herself, tears freely spilling now, and she managed to stammer out, "I'm sorry," before she shoved through the crowd and ran down a nearby hallway.

Against his better judgement, Marco followed.

So just assume that everything before this episode happened as it did in the series; Skullnick is a troll, Gustav visited and Star thought he wanted to eat Mr. and Mrs. Diaz….Jackie would take the place of Marco in everything but monster fighting.

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