ACT XIII: Comet II, the Underestimated Part 2: Things Get a Little Weird

AUTHOR'S WARNING: This chapter contains innuendos. God-awful innuendos. You have been warned.

It wasn't supposed to happen while he was on Earth, but it did.

Comet and Marcia's friendship had drastically improved ever since they opened their hearts to each other in front of the convenient store. Over the next three weeks, the duo began sharing their own interests and secrets with each other on a regular basis. He told her about his family history and all the epic quests his ancestors went on and everything they accomplished. In return, she introduced the prince to her only remaining friend - Jonah Ordonia - to help him become acclimated to Earth culture. The duo offered to take him to a thrift shop to buy more normal-looking clothes, but Comet insisted that his royal uniforms suited him just fine. So instead, the trio spent an entire Saturday at Britta's Taco's, the movie theater, and the comic book store. And for a time, everything was perfectly alright.

But then, it happened.

It all started as a normal day. Comet was cuddling with the scepter in his sleep when the alarm clock next to his bed woke him up. With a yawn and a stretch, he got out of bed, grabbed a towel and a change of clothes for the day, and headed towards the bathroom he and Marcia shared. He was just about to open the door, when he heard the distinct noise of running water. Realizing Marcia was already in the shower, the prince propped himself against the wall and politely waited for her to finish. But then, out of the corner of his eye, he spotted something in the magic mirror over his dresser that made him freeze in terror. Resting on his nose was a dark blue heart-shaped blemish.

"Oh, no… oh, no, no, no, no, no, no, no!" He stammered, dropping everything in his arms to pluck the blemish off of his skin. "This is not happening! Not today! Not now!"

Suddenly, the prince felt a jolt run through his brain, forcing him to his knees. Gripping his head in pain, he failed to notice that his heart-shaped cheek marks were now beginning to dimly glow. The pain forced him to momentarily squeeze his eyes shut, and when he opened them again, his pupils had split into five facets. Looking down at his hands, his eyesight was now allowing him to see through his skin and observe his skeleton. His ears perked up at the sound of running water once again and his gaze shifted up towards the bathroom door. Somehow, he was able to look beyond the door and inside the bathroom. Marcia was in the middle of washing the soap suds out of her long hair, completely unaware of her housemate's gaze.

Comet began to drool and licked his lips. It was only when she turned halfway around in the glass shower that the prince slapped himself in the face to bring his vision back to normal. If he was going through what he feared he was going through, he couldn't afford to be thinking of anyone like that. "I'm a prince and a gentleman, I'm a prince and a gentleman, I'm a prince and a gentleman…" He chanted to himself.

Just then, he heard a knock on his bedroom door. "Prince Comet? Would you like some cinnamon buns for breakfast?"

Comet gulped hard. "Y-yes, Mr. Diaz. I happen to have a craving for buns this morning. Thank you!"

One hour later, while the two friends waited outside for the school bus, Marcia failed to notice the prince repeatedly stealing glances at her. Despite having lived with her for over three weeks now, Comet never truly noticed how beautiful Marcia was until this morning. Of course he always considered her attractive, but now he could see exactly how stunning she was. Her smooth caramel skin, her silky shoulder-length hair, her deep chocolatey eyes, and that cute little mole just beneath her right eye were all alluring to him now.

At last, the bus arrived and Comet immediately stepped onboard and desperately searched for either a seat to himself, or another boy he could sit next to. But alas, there was only one empty seat for two available. "What's wrong, your majesty?" Marcia sniffed, impatiently. "You gonna sit down with me, or what?"

"Heh-heh, of course…" Comet smiled, shakily, taking a seat next to Marcia. "Who else would I sit next to if not my breast friend? BEST! I mean best friend!

Marcia wiped the prince's spit off of her face. "Oooookay."

While the bus drove away, a familiar frog woman lurked out from the bushes to report to her master. "It is as you suspected, Queen Luna." Buff Frog reported. "The prince has begun his metamorphosis."

"Excellent!" Luna cackled. "Now, while he's vulnerable, follow him and get me that scepter!"

"As you command." Buff Frog nodded and ended the call. Although she proceeded to lead the other monsters towards the school, Buff Frog could help but shake the feeling of guilt in attacking an overly vulnerable target; even if they were a Mewman. But ever since she lost her older sister, Buff Frog swore she would do whatever was needed to overthrow the Mewman's regime.

Throughout the rest of the day, Comet found himself distracted from his studies. All he could focus on were the numerous girls in all of his classes. His eyes scanned the rooms for flowing locks, slender legs, pursed lips, and budding breasts. More heart-shaped blemishes gradually popped up over his face as the day seemed to drag on. By the time lunch came around, the prince's clothes were practically drenched in sweat.

"Hmm… I don't know what to get." Marcia sighed in discontent as she gazed at the lackluster school food. "Both entrees sound so shitty, I could honestly go either way."

"You and me, both." Comet muttered.

Marcia arched an eyebrow. "Okay, what the hell is wrong with you? You've been acting really weird all day."

"I… I can't tell you. It's embarrassing." Comet murmured.

Marcia felt genuinely worried for her friend, and pulled him towards a secluded corner of the lunchroom where no one could hear them talk. Before she spoke up, she noticed a collection of small heart-shaped zits on his forehead. She chose to ignore it and move on. "Okay, Comet? Remember that talk we had about being honest with each other? Well, it's just you and me, now, buddy. So tell me the truth; what's going on?"

"Well, you see, my family goes through a certain process once they earn the right to bear the magic scepter." Comet explained, blushing brightly from the whole ordeal. "It's a biological process that changes our bodies so that we can physically handle magic without the scepter once we take up the throne. But there are side-effects to it! The mind becomes clouded and you give in to your base-instincts! It is a process known as… Mewberty."

"Oh, is that all?" Marcia shrugged. "I mean, it's not that big a deal, Comet. Human boys and girls go through something like that."

"R-really?" Comet felt better. "So it's happened to you?"

"Yeah. Well, I mean…" Marcia's cheeks darkend, slightly. "I mean, it works a little differently for girls. But, yeah, it's not the end of the world."

"Well… if you say so."

With that, the duo went back into the lunchroom, got their food, and sat down at their usual table. Marcia had finally settled on a hot dog while Comet chose a house salad. Unfortunately, the prince couldn't help but stare at his friend as she took bites of the hot dog. Thankfully, he was brought out of his trance once Jonah sat down next to him.

"Hello, Prince Comet. Ah-hah!" Jonah beamed at the sight of Comet's lunch before revealing his own veggie sandwich. "I see I'm not the only fan of leafy greens!"

"Ha… ha… yes…" Comet timidly stirred the lettuce leaves on his lunch tray. "Yes, well, ever since my ex-girlfriend showed me how, I've always loved tossing salad."

"Well, check this out, your highness…" Jonah opened his backpack to reveal his latest haul of comic books. "All new issues from Pow Publishing! I've got the newest Silver Spark, La-Blow, Laserblast, Dr. Greyman & Rippy Roo, and P.O.I.N.T.! And they all come with new Pow cards!"

For a moment, Comet's excitement at the colorful Earth books was enough to distract him from Mewberty. "Ooooh, Silver Spark's power level is eleven?! That is so cool!"

"If you think that's cool, then you're gonna love this!" Jonah held his sandwich in his mouth, dumped the rest of his backpack's contents onto the table, and held up a picture he printed out from the Original City News website. The picture displayed an athletic man in his late twenties holding an infant in front of The Fitness Dojo. "Just look at this guy! Doesn't he look exactly like Silver Spark?!"

Jonah was known throughout Royal Woods as an avid conspiracy theorist; believing in alien life-forms, government cover-ups, and so on. Before she introduced them, Marcia told Comet the story of how Jonah spent an entire year investigating four individuals from Beach City, Delaware, because he thought they were "solid holograms created by the extraterrestrial gems that made up their bodies." Regardless of his quirks, Marcia regarded Jonah as one of her dearest friends after his testimony saved her from going to juvie for beating up her bullies.

"I mean…" Comet squinted as he compared the newspaper to the comic book. "I mean, there does seem to be some similarities, but-"

"'Similarities?!'" Jonah spluttered. "Same hair, same eyes, same skin tone, same smile! How are you not seeing this?! Look… last year in P.O.I.N.T. issue 244, the team suffered a crisis that resulted in the deaths of Laserblast and Dr. Greyman! After that, the original writer retired for undisclosed reasons and the company rebooted the franchise with a new creative team! But the personalities of the characters were so drastically different!"

"So?" Marcia shrugged. "What do you expect when a different writer tries to handle a character?"

"Yeah, but what if - stick with me, now - what if the original writer was actually a low-level psychic who could view alternate realities in his sleep?" Jonah continued. "I call it Universe-CN-50-2017! And in this universe, Silver Spark and the rest of P.O.I.N.T. were real people and the writer romanticized their adventures for his comic books. That is, until the crisis caused it to merge with our universe and now, the survivors have adapted to a new life here! Don't you see?! This 'Carl Kinkaid' is Silver Spark!"

Marcia rolled her eyes. "Sure, bud, just don't let this control you like the 'rock-people' theory."

"They're not rock-people!" Jonah snapped. "They're polymorphic sentient gems who want to hollow out the Earth and expand their race to build an army for the Diamond Authority! And don't fucking judge me for my theories! We are literally sitting next to living proof that the multiverse is real!"

"Are you tweeking again?"

"No! Oh, but that reminds me…" Jonah turned back to Comet. "Is there any… grass on Mewni? Uh, asking for a friend."

Comet arched an eyebrow at the odd question. "Well, of course. There's grass all over any area that's got soil."

Jonah shook his head. "No, I mean, does your dimension have weed?"

"Absolutely." Comet nodded. "I help my mom and dad pull them out of the royal garden every springtime."

Marcia rolled her eyes. "He's asking if Mewni has pot."

Again, Comet looked confused. "Well, I would assume so. I mean, the chefs there have to cook soup in something."

Just then, a slice of pizza flew through the air and smacked Jonah in the back of the head. Brandon Wong and his associates laughed in wicked delight at Jonah's humiliation. Marcia angrily bolted up and began shouting Spanish profanities while Jonah buried his head under his arms. Unknown to Marcia, her increased adrenaline had released pheromones that immediately assaulted Comet's nostrils, awakening something primal. With all of his self-control, the prince moved away from his friends and walked over to confront the bullies.

"Hey, uh, could you please leave my friends alone?" Comet asked in a raspy tone. "I'm really not in the mood today."

Brandon rolled his eyes. "Life's not fair, princey-boy. You, the stoner, and the bitch can just-" The spoiled rich kid was cut off, however, as Comet's face suddenly transformed. For a brief moment, his canines extended into razor-sharp fangs, his eyes turned blood-red, two horn-shaped antennae sprouted from his forehead, and his heart-shaped cheek marks turned into skulls. Brandon and his crew fearfully backed away. "Y-yeah, man. No problem."

After the bullies left, Comet's appearance reverted back to normal, but it had taken a lot out of him. "I ought to just talk to Madame Indexia about this when I get home…" Comet panted, tiredly. "Of course, if I take too long she'll really lay into me."

After lunch, there were only two classes left; biology and gym. All Comet had to do was power through the next two hours, and he could finally consult Indexia on how to handle his metamorphosis. Sadly, fate was proving to be beyond cruel today, as Mr. Skullnick's lesson focused on the reproductive processes of animals. Normally, Comet loved learning about animals, but his raging hormones kept him distracted.

"Now, once the female reaches a certain age, it seeks out a mate." Mr. Skullnick explained as his students followed along in their textbooks. "But she makes them come to her by releasing pheromones that have an almost hypnotic effect on the male. And once she finds one she considers suitable, they… uh, how should I put this?"

"Hook up?" Jonah joked, earning a laugh from his classmates.

Even Mr. Skullnick was amused. "Yes, they 'hook up' with each other. But in the case of snakes, they attract more than one male at a time. When this happens, the males compete for the right to copulate by slithering around the female all at once and press their cloaca against her."

"Kinky." Alisa Dolittle snickered, earning another laugh.

"Alright, alright, settle down." Mr. Skullnick scolded as he set up the projector and pulled the screen down in front of the chalkboard. "Now, we're going to watch a little video, but if I hear any more giggling, I'm turning it off and giving extra homework!"

Once the lights turned off and the video started, Comet's gaze shifted from the video to all of the girls in the class. A sudden heat built up in his chest as his cheek marks began to glow. "Why are there so many pretty girls in this school?!" He thought to himself.

The burning rose up from his chest and into his head. Once again, he blinked his eyes and his pupils shifted into separate facets. Only this time, a pair of heat rays shot forth towards the projection screen, setting it ablaze. The students shrieked in panic and tried to get away from the fire. Mr. Skullnick acted quickly and grabbed the fire extinguisher to put out the flames. While the teachers tried to get the students under control, Marcia grabbed the prince and pulled him aside.

"Curses!" Comet groaned as he gazed at the smoldering projection screen. "I was hoping I could hold it in until I got home, but I seem to have gone off prematurely…"

"Dude, what the hell was that?!"

"I'm trying not to let it control me, Marcia!" Comet whined. "But it's hard! So haaaard! Even on the bus, this morning! We were only riding for five minutes before I was desperate to get off! You've got to help me!"

"Me?! How am I supposed to help you with this?!"

"You said you've dealt with something like this!" Comet reasoned. He wiped the sweat from his brow, turning his flesh dark blue as he did so.

"Yeah! But my thing didn't involve shooting lasers out of my eyes!" Marcia was legitimately panicking at this point. "And what's up with your skin?!"

Comet took out his compact mirror and opened it up to see what she was talking about. Sure enough, his skin was peeling away to reveal a rough, scaly complexion. The prince decided that he couldn't put this off any longer and reached into his coat pocket for the inter-dimensional scissors and hastily sliced a hole through the fabric of reality, creating a portal between the school and his bedroom. He spread the hole open wide enough to reach through.

"Whoa…" Marcia was genuinely impressed by the spectacle.

Comet stuck his tongue out as he stretched his arm through the portal and grabbed the Great Book of Magic off of his nightstand. He dropped the heavy Book on the floor, snipped the scissors shut, and handed them towards Marcia. "Here, hold these, please?"

"Sure thing." Marcia placed the scissors in her back pocket, wondering if they would work for her if she tried to use them.

Comet opened the Book to his father's chapter and a familiar blue mage immediately popped out. "Madame Indexia! I need your help!"

"It's my day off, your highness." Indexia yawned and tried to close the book back before Marcia forced it back open.

"Look, lady!" She pointed, accusingly. "I don't know who you are, but we're in a bit of a crisis here!"

Indexia rolled her eyes. "Well, do you have any pudding?"

"... what?" Marcia asked, indignantly.

"Well, I can't help you on an empty stomach." Indexia explained. "And I often do my best work with a belly full of chocolate pudding."

Marcia grumbled. "No, I do not have any pudding! Will you just help us, please?!"

"Madame Indexia - wise and powerful guardian of the Great Book of Magic - I beseech thee!" Comet begged, desperately. "I have already undergone the transformational process of Mewberty! I need to know how to control it!"

Indexia sighed and scanned the prince with the gemstone in her forehead. "Don't worry, these are just your normal side-effects for the transitional phase of Mewberty." She explained. "It'll all be over once Comet either; A.) grows his wings, or B.) he can experience release."

"What the hell do you mean 'release?'" Marcia asked.

"Sorry, I've done all I can." The blue mage lazily crawled back into the Book. "Good luck."

Marcia rubbed her eyes in frustration while Comet sent the Book back to his room and closed the portal. Just then, the intercom sounded off. "Attention, all students, the fire has been contained. Proceed to your final class of the day."

"Okay… are you gonna be okay?" Marcia asked.

"I… I think so… it's just one more hour, right? All I have to do is wait until we get home, so I can get my wings. The most important thing is to keep me away from girls. Waitaminute…" Comet's eyes suddenly widened to reveal heart-shaped irises as a dopey grin and deep blush spread over his face. His grip tightened on the girl's jacket, making her nervous. "Marcia's a giiiiiirl~"

SMACK!

A few seconds later, Comet tenderly rubbed at the bright-red handprint on his swollen cheek as Marcia angrily glared at him. "I said I was sorry." He muttered. "What more do you want from me?"

The two teens made their way into the school's gymnasium. Today was dodgeball day, and the coach always divided the teams between the boys and girls. Marcia hoped that if Comet was on the other end of the gym, away from all the girls, it would help him. Sadly, this was not the case. Getting a full view of all the girls running around in short shorts and sweating only worsened his condition. Eventually, every boy except Jonah and Comet had been eliminated, and Jonah finally grabbed the ball. But they were outnumbered seven to one.

"Damn!" Jonah cursed under his breath. "If only someone on this team could handle all those women!"

Something snapped inside Comet's mind as he felt the friction of his blood flow beneath his skin. Everyone on both teams watched in confusion as the prince developed dark blue patches on his skin and four bulges on his torso.

"Uh-oh…" Marcia gulped in anticipation of what would happen next.

"I… I… I…!" Comet grit his teeth together as the patches on his skin continued to spread. Suddenly, four more arms burst from his torso, staining his shirt with blood. But the prince wasn't concerned about the pain, only about the girls on the opposing team. "I'M GOIN' BALLS DEEP!"

Jonah blinked and Comet disappeared, leaving a gust of wind in his place. The student looked down in shock to see that the ball in his hands had been snatched away from him. Comet had taken the dodgeball into his own hands at lightning speed and threw it at Jessica Armberg as hard as he could. Jessica held out her hands to catch the ball, but she was unprepared for the amount of kinetic energy behind it and was sent flying across the floor.

"Whoa! Comet, calm down!" Jonah tried to reason with his friend, only to be picked up by three arms and tossed towards the girls.

"YOU GONNA COME AT ME?!" Comet roared. "SHOULD I COME TO YOU?! OR HOW 'BOUT WE ALL COME AT THE SAME TIME?!"

The students screamed in horror and began running around in a panic. Jonah looked up at Marcia in fear. "What's going on with Comet?!"

"Don't worry, Jonah. I've got this." With that, Marcia picked up a pair of dodgeballs, stomped in front of the raving prince, and squeezed the balls together in a suggestive manner. "Hey, big boy! Whatcha think of this?!"

An antenna sprouted from Comet's head as he actually began foaming at the mouth. "I LIKE IT WHEN YOU FONDLE MY BALLS!" He proclaimed, throwing his hands in the air.

This action gave Marcia the opening she needed. Acting quickly, she took aim and threw her dodgeballs directly at the prince's face. The impact knocked him down to the floor, seemingly ending the threat. But it didn't last long, as a horde of monsters suddenly flooded into the building, frightening the other students away.

"Our patience has paid off! The prince has been incapacitated!" Buff Frog shouted, triumphantly. "The scepter is ours!"

A two-headed monster rushed at the prince, prepared to claim the scepter for her master. But Marcia stepped in front of them and managed to carry Comet out of the way. "Back off!" She sneered.

"Stand aside, human!" Buff Frog ordered. "Give us the prince and we will not harm you!"

"Now, you listen up, you filthy pieces of shit." Marcia pointed, accusingly. "I, Marcia Diaz, have been labeled as a punk by just about everyone I know. I'm known to never hold anything back when expressing my opinion. I tend to go overboard when I get into fights. There was this one idiot substitute teacher who tried giving me shit, so I put him in his place without much effort, and he hasn't come back to this school since. But even I know true evil when I see it. Evil is when you attack your opponents when they're at their most vulnerable. Which is what you all have done! Prince Comet is my friend, and if you wish to see him harmed, you'll have to go through me!"

"If you insist…"

Marcia bolted for the door, still carrying Comet, with Jonah running close behind. Thankfully, that little bump to the face she had given him with the dodgeballs was having a regressive effect on the prince, as his skin slowly returned to its natural tone. The prince's eyes fluttered open and he made one of his extra arms disappear.

"Pulling yourself together?" She asked as she set him down in front of the concession stand bathrooms.

"Y-yeah…" Comet grunted as he forced another arm to retract into his torso. "Yeah, I think so."

"Okay, Jonah, you look after Comet." Marcia ordered. "I'm gonna hold those monsters off for as long as I can."

"No! Marcia, they'll tear you apart!" Comet protested, painfully forcing the rest of his extra arms away.

"Well, you can't handle them when you're like this!" Marcia reasoned. "Just stay here and get better. Then you can help me."

"Marcia, wait!" Comet called out, but it was no use; Marcia raced off to fight the horde. Ashamed of his inability to help, Comet retreated into the bathroom and locked the door.

"Comet! Comet, buddy?! Don't just leave me out here!" Jonah begged, pounding on the door. "Come on, man! I can't get eaten before I prove at least one of my theories is true! OH, GOD! WHAT THE HELL IS THAT?!"

A vicious bat monster dive-bombed towards the concession stand with the intentions of eating the frightened boy. Johan dropped to the ground and covered his head with his arms, waiting for the end. But just before it was too late, a fully recovered Comet stepped out from the bathroom and blasted the attacking monster away with a Narwhal Blast. Jonah looked up with a sigh of relief just as he felt his phone vibrating in his pocket. "Jonah, is everything okay?!" Marcia called out.

"Yeah, he's right here, but-"

"I'm going to help Marcia." Comet remarked as he wiped the sweat from his brow.

"Wait, what?" Jonah blinked in confusion. "Aren't you still-?"

"I don't care what I'm going through." Comet stated with conviction. "My father trusted me to protect this scepter from the forces of evil. But as a prince, I cannot stand idly by worrying about my own problems while my friends fight my battles!"

"What happened in that bathroom?"

"Something I should've just taken care of this morning!" Comet shouted back and took off towards the football field.

"Uh, okay! I'll just hold down the fort!" Jonah called out and ran back inside the bathroom, only to slip on something. "OH, GOOD LORD, IT'S EVERYWHERE!"

Meanwhile, Comet made it to the field and jumped into the air, aiming his scepter at the monsters surrounding Marcia. She had kept them at bay, but was quickly being overwhelmed by their sheer numbers. A quick Narwhal Blast gave her breathing room as Comet landed right next to her.

"Honey Bee Tornado Swarm!" True to its name, a tornado of raging honeybees shot forth from the wand and encircled the trio of monsters. Boo Fly and Snap-Jaw screamed in agony from the numerous bee stings, however Flower-Power seemed to be in a state of pure euphoria.

"Jelly Bean Hallucination Beam!" Comet directed his scepter's next spell at Buff Frog. The frog woman's eyes dilated as visions of delicious multi-colored jelly beans assaulted her mind. "Ooooh, my goodness…" She gasped.

With the main threats out of the way, the only monsters left were a bear with a unicorn horn and a biped giraffe. The bear stepped forward and bared her teeth. "What's the matter, girly?!" She taunted. "Need prince charming to come to your rescue?"

"Oh, yeah, I remember you." Marcia snorted as she pointed at the bear/unicorn hybrid. "You were the big, tough, stupid one I knocked out with one punch."

"You take that back, or I'll kill you!" Bearicorn snarled, angrily.

"Alright, fine! You're not tough." Marcia held up her hands, defensively.

"That's better!"

Comet scratched his head in confusion. "Wait, didn't you-?"

"Give her a minute." Marcia smirked as she held up a finger at her friend.

"... HEY!" Bearicorn charged at the Latino girl with her claws extended. "You bitch!"

Marcia pushed Comet out of the way and ran back towards the school gym, leading the pursuing monster up the stairs towards the roof. Meanwhile, Comet extended the handle of his scepter and used it as a weapon against the giraffe monster. His opponent extended his neck out by ten feet and used his head as a warhammer. Her mohawk also hardened, turning into a razor-sharp blade. Comet managed to dodge each blow until her mohawk got close enough to slice his coat and shirt in half.

"No! My shirt!" He shouted before swinging his scepter and smacking the bell of it into the monster's face. "Stranger Danger!"

A blinding flash of light shone directly into the giraffe's eyes, forcing him to return his neck to its natural length so he could rub the spots out of his vision. But while the monster was blinded, Comet rammed the other end of his scepter into the monster's stomach. Using leverage to his advantage, Comet launched the monster over the field and into the opposite goal.

"It's good!" He cheered.

Meanwhile, Marcia was having fun fighting hand-to-hand with the bear monster.

"Please, don't break my arm." Bearicorn whimpered.

"No." Marcia then proceeded to slam her elbow down, breaking Bearicorn's arm in the process. The monster screamed in pain before Marcia performed a roundhouse kick that knocked her off of the roof.

"That fuckin' bitch!" Bearicorn growled and rushed back up the stairs. "She thinks she's so tough! I'mma show 'er! AW, DAMMIT!" The bear-unicorn hybrid was once again knocked off of the roof by Marcia's kick.

"Okay. Go for the left!" Bearnicorn told herself as she ran back up the stairs. "She won't see that coming! AW, SHE SAW IT COMING!" Again, Marcia kicked the attacking monster off of the roof.

"Okay, forget going up!" She hissed as she headed back inside but stayed at the bottom of the stairs. "I'm just gonna wait down here for her and take her by surprise!"

"Hey. How's it goin'?" Marcia asked, nonchalantly.

"Oh, hey!" Bearicorn nodded, pleasantly. "I'm just waiting for that dumb human bitch to come downstairs so I can surprise her!"

"Neat."

"Yeah! She'll never see it com-" Bearicorn turned back around to see Marcia's smug expression. "Oh…"

This time, Marcia's kick sent the monster crashing through a window. Bearicorn wearily held up a hand in submission as the human approached her. "O-okay, now, let's talk about this. I know we both said some things that we regret, but I think if we just talk things out like adults, neither of us have to get hurt. What do you say? High-five?"

Marcia held out her arm, palm-up. "Down low."

"What?"

"Too slow." Marcia clenched her fist and knocked the monster out with a powerful uppercut.

Buff Frog recovered from her hallucination just as she heard police sirens in the distance. Realizing that their plan had failed, the lieutenant ordered an immediate retreat back to Luna's castle. Once their enemies had left, Comet tucked the scepter back into his belt and tried to gather up the shredded pieces of his shirt and coat to cover himself. Marcia walked over to lend him a hand when she noticed four, tiny flaps protruding from his back.

"Oh, hey, look at that." Marcia smiled. "You've got your wings."

"I do?!" Comet began spinning around in circles, trying to get a glimpse of his wings. "Lemme see! Lemme see! Lemme see! Lemme see! Lemme see! Lemme see!"

"Whoa, easy there, your highness." Marcia chuckled. "I am not carrying you back to my house if you get tuckered out again."

Comet stopped spinning around and gathered the rest of his shredded clothing before sparing a grateful smile to his friend. "Seriously, Marcia, thank you for helping me get through this."

"Hey, no problem." She shrugged. "I mean, you can't help losing control of your raging hormones at this age."

"Hey, Marcia!" A voice cried out. Jackson Lee Thomas was skating towards the duo with a wide smile.

"hELlO, JAckSOn!" Marcia's voice cracked, awkwardly.

"I saw you fighting those monsters! That was wicked cool, dude!" Jackson praised. "How'd you do all that?"

Comet watched, silently, as his best friend's face turned bright red. "O-oh, well, y'know." Marcia shrugged, nervously twirling a lock of her hair with her finger. "Anyone with… nerves of steel would step up when they needed to."

"Hey, are you coming to the football game next week?"

"Uhhh… yeah. I mean, I could come if I had some free time."

"Cool! I'll be looking for you in the stands when me and the team take the field."

"O-okay…" Macia sheepishly waved as Jackson skated away.

Comet gave a knowing smirk at his blushing friend before wiggling his eyebrows.

"SHUT UP!" Marcia continued to blush, furiously, hiding her face with her hood.

To Be Continued!

Epilogue:

Two days later, the school had recovered from the monster attack and Comet was getting better at controlling his urges. However, there were still problems that needed to be addressed. Marcia was laying on the couch in the living room, reading a book, when her parents approached her.

"Um, Marcia? Can we have a word with you?"

Marcia grunted and lowered her book from her eyes. "What, dad?"

"Well, we spoke to Jonah about what happened the other day, and, um, he said Comet is going through some kind of magic puberty thing?"

"We just want to make sure he hasn't tried anything inappropriate with you." Rosa specified.

Marcia stood up from the couch to face her parents. "Look, things got a little weird, but it's okay now. Alright? Trust me, Comet's not some sex-crazed pervert after my virginity."

Just then, the prince walked out of the laundry room, carrying a basket of freshly cleaned footwear. "Wow. I never realized I owned so many tube socks."

Angelo and Rosa glared at their daughter, who could only give an awkward smile in response.

"... what?" Comet asked.

Author's notes: Admittedly, I was a little too afraid to write about any of the princes actually going through mewberty, as I was afraid it might come off as, shall we say, "rapey." But, I tried my best to make this more comedic than serious.

As for a few of the characters: Jonah Ordonia (GB Janna) is a well-behaved honor student who takes his schoolwork seriously, but instead of being obsessed with the occult and macabre, he's a conspiracy theorist who focuses of multiverse theory, existence of magic, and aliens. (Specifically, the merging of alternate universes into this one) I also made him a stoner because why not?

TBH: I'm not really going to change Jackson Lee's personality very much.