(The Story starts at Echo Creek Academy, outside. The scene then cuts to the inside of the Echo Creek Academy where Brittney at her locker.)
Star: Hey, Brittney. [her voice is a little bit lower] Any plans after School?
Brittney: [annoyed] No.
Star: [relaxed voice] Yeah, me neither. Just gonna be hangin' at 'Casa de Star'. Feel free to drop by if you're in the neighborhood. [giggles] [Brittney disappears, leaving. The scene cuts and Brittney is seen walking away from Echo Creek Academy. Star follows after her]Hey, Brittney. Wait up! Brittney! I realized I really didn't extend a proper invitation back there. [holds out her hand] So what do you say, Brittney? How about you come over to my house for a visit tonight? [Brittney doesn't respond. Star pokes her] Brittney? [pokes her again] Brittney? [pokes her again] Brittney? [pokes her once more] Brittney? [Brittney stops walking, and Star walks right into her. She backs up a few spaces]
Brittney: Star, thank you so much for that lovely invitation but I must respectfully tell you I will never visit you. [yells] Ever! [her yell blows Star away. A chicken clucking is heard, and Brittney walks away. Brittney sighs] Take heart, Brittney, it'll all be over soon. [she stops to see Star sobbing and holding onto her leg]
Star: [sobbing into a puddle] Oh, please come over for a visit, Brittney! It's been so long since I come from Mewi! I can't even remember your last visit! [keeps on crying]
Brittney: That's probably because I've never visited you.
Star: [continues sobbing childishly] Please? Please? Please? [Brittney is at the bus stop] Please?! Please?! [bus comes up, and when it leaves, the puddles from Star's crying are still there. This scene is a quick cameo at the laundromat]Please? [The scene goes to Targ'N-Mart] Please? [cuts to a restaurant] Please, please, please? [cuts to Brittney's house] Please, please, please? Please? Please? Please? [Brittney is still dragging Star. She picks Star up, and shoves her of her foot on her doormat, walks in, stomps on her, and closes the door. Star immediately gets up]
Star: Okay, Brittney. Maybe some other time. [waves and walks away. Time card "24 Hours Later" appears] [Brittney is eating her lunch' at the cafeteria, when Star appears. Brittney moans]
Star: Hey-ho, Brittney. You got any... [Brittney grabs Star's lips]
Brittney: Before you ask me that question, ask yourself this: Why would I leave the comfort of my home for your dirty little princess hovel? [keeps pulling on Star's lips which immediately pull back onto her face. Star smiles]
Star: What if I got a couple of throw pillows?
Star: [cuts to the outside of Avocado Terrace. The camera keeps on slowly zooming in on The Diaz's house. Next, the camera is inside The Diaz's house where she and Marco are putting together a puzzle] Marco? Has Brittney ever visited you at home? [Marco is trying to work two pieces of a puzzle with are both two shades of green together. The camera immediately goes to the next clip which is directly on Marco]
Marco: Only once. To take back some stuff I borrowed. [The clip goes to Star whose finger is on a puzzle piece in a light shade of green and who is moving it back and forth]
Star: She said she wouldn't leave the comfort of her own home for my "dirty little hovel."
Marco: [holding some glue, possibly puzzle glue. He glues it on a puzzle piece spilling lots of it onto the table] Borrow something, and she'll have to come over to get it back. [smushes the already-glued puzzle piece into the big pile of glue] Uhh! [scoots out of his chair and walks out of the kitchen] Well... hey, thanks for lettin' me play puzzle with you. See you later I going to hang out with Ferguson and Alfonzo! [goes outside, Star snaps her fingers]
Star: That's it!
Brittney: [from inside] A stick of butter, and just a touch of pepper... [Brittney is at her table cooking, pouring salt.] Dya—ah! [hammering on nails is heard, surprising Brittney, causing the pepper to fly up in the air, and to land in one of Brittney s plants. As it tilts, some of the pepper spills onto the rug] Not on the rug! [Goes to her window and opens it up] Star Butterface! Will you keep it down? I am trying to cook! [The window to The Diaz's house opens, and there is Star holding a hammer]
Star: Oh, hey, Brittney! Just doin' a little home improvement.
Brittney: Well, you made me spill pepper all over my imported rug! [points her hand down and shuts the window. Star waves, smiling]
Star: Oh, okay, Brittney. [Brittney sighs]
Brittney: Star! [walks toward her closet] I need the right tool for the job. Huh? [sees a little note with a smiley sun, and Star in Brittney's thoughts reads what it says]
Star: Dear Brittney, thanks for lending me your vacuum cleaner! Sincerely, Star Butterfly. [the note turns into Star's face who says...] Oh, P.S. [laughs each time the camera zooms on Brittney's face. Cuts to the Diaz's house, Star hits her desk, and the telephone flies up in the air, and lands in Star's hand. Star is in a relaxed mood.]
Star: Butterfly residence. [Brittney's pink phone is seen]
Brittney: Why do you have my vacuum cleaner?
Star: [excited] Brittney! [wiggles fingers] It's been a while since I last got a call from my favorite next-door neighbor! [Brittney slaps her head] Brittney: [angered] That's because I've never called you! Now, why have you stolen my vacuum cleaner?!
Star: I didn't steal it, silly, I borrowed it.
Brittney: Are you done cleaning up that dingy hole you call home?
Star: [excited] You won't even recognize the place, Brittney! [gasps excitedly]
Brittney: Yeah, probably not. [Star keeps on gasp-like panting. Goes to the window between Brittney's and the Diaz's houses who are looking at each other by their windows] I'll be over to get my vacuum in twenty minutes. [slams the window shut]
Star: Oh, Brittney is finally coming over for a visit! [goes to Brittney putting a casserole in the oven, mumbling in anger] Star: [Cuts to the next scene. Brittney is knocking on the Diaz's door. The door opens to see Star. The inside of the Diaz house is seen dark green with Star smiling] Brittney! I've been expecting you! Welcome to my humble abode! I hope that you will find comfort. And please don't hesitate to ask me if there's anything I can- [Brittney pushes Star out of the way, mumbling softly]
Brittney: I just want my vacuum back- [with a shocked look on her face] You've made an exact replica of my living room! [camera pans left to right revealing everything in Brittney's house]
Star: [Brittney's mouth drops wide open] Well, you said you wouldn't leave the comfort of your home. [puts out her hands] So I brought the comfort here! [louder voice] Isn't it great?! [Star laughs, Brittney gets angry]
Brittney: [yelling] No! It isn't! You can't just steal my decorating style, and... [slaps her face, and rubs her feets down it] Never mind. Just give me my vacuum. [Ignoring Brittney, Star holds up a cup of iced tea with a blue bendy straw, a lemon, and a pink umbrella]
Star: Would you care for a cool and refreshing iced tea? [Brittney throws it down]
Brittney: No. [Star holds another dish up]
Star: Hot hors d'oeuvres? [Brittney throws it down]
Brittney: No. [holds another dish up]
Star: Nachos? [Brittney throws it down]
Brittney: No. [Star holds another dish up]
Star: Blancmange?
Brittney: I don't even know what that is! [throws it down] Please just give me my vacuum so I can get back home. I have a casserole in the oven!
Star: [raises her finger, still ignoring Brittney] Yes, of course. [brings Brittney to the couch] Please take a seat while I go grab your vacuum. [pats it]Please make yourself at home! [Brittney mumbles in anger as Star fluffs a pillow] Enjoying your visit so far, Brittney?
Brittney: This is not a visit. You are going to get my vacuum. [grabs the pillow Star is fluffing from her] And stop fluffing this pillow!
Star: Okay,
Brittney, just yell if you need anything. [walks away]
Brittney: Imbecile. [gasps] How did she do it? [pans across Brittney's coffee table] She got my coffee table, my vase, snack bowl, coasters, and my Art of the Violin Coffee Table Book. [She picks up the pillow Star was fluffing] And this pillow looks just like the one Mom made for me. She even copied her stitch signature! "For Brittney, with love, Mama." [yells, Star appears out of nowhere]
Star: You yelled?
Brittney: [angry] Never mind! I'll find the vacuum myself! [puts down the pillow and walks away]
Star: Then okay! Make yourself at home! Brittney sure seems to be enjoying her visit.
Brittney: [peeks through an entrance in the hallway] My hallway... [blinks as she sees a dent in the wall] Dear God! [shivers, shudders, sweats and blinks] She even got the chip in the paint from when I moved in! [she shudderly walks down the hallway] Okay, Brittney. Don't get creeped out. Just get the vacuum and go home. [opens a door] Oh, right. Isn't this neat? My bathroom. [she flushes the toilet, and water comes out like a fountain. She walks over to the sink] I have to give her credit, though. Every detail is correct. [opens the medicine cabinet] How does she know the exact contents of my medicine cabinet? [her eyes grow at her rash cream] My rash cream? [closes the cabinet] That little sneak!
Star: Did someone say "rash cream?" [Brittney screams in surprise and runs into the wall, making some of the cream jump out of the bottle] Brittney: [holding her nose] Star, you idiot!
Star: Brittney, the rash cream. [Brittney keeps slipping on the rash cream and falls causing more rash cream to come out of the bottle] Oops. [Brittney comes out wearing her shower curtain over her head, and slips on the rash cream which causes more rash cream to come out] Oh, no! [Brittney has a drawer stuck in her neck, and she slips on the rash cream once more, and her head falls right into her toilet. The lid then falls and flushes. Star walks right toward her] I don't think I have a cream for that.
Brittney: [sleeping on a pillow on the couch her Mom made for her. She then wakes up with a gasp, looks both ways twice, and sighs peacefully] Oh, what a horrible nightmare. [Star pops up from behind the couch]
Star: So, are you enjoying your stay at 'Chez Star?' [Brittney screams rocking the entire house. Brittney is now freaked out with her teeth showing]
Brittney: Uh... will you excuse me for a moment? I need to use the bathroom again. [Star points at her, and winks at her]
Star: Tsk. [Brittney walks through a door] Hurry back, Brittney! [Brittney shuts the door]
Brittney: [sweating] I've gotta find that vacuum and get out of here! [she runs up some stairs to another hallway]
Brittney: [opens the door to a dark room, turns on the lights, sees that the room is filled with all of her self-portraits and screams. Petrified, he walks to the center of the room to view the paintings that covered every inch of the walls] She copied all 492 of my self-portraits... [camera directs on three of them individually] ...and they're better than mine! [starts sniveling, crying, and whimpering, sits down on the rug, and starts rocking herself] She even got the rug right. Get a hold of yourself, Brittney, old bean. This doesn't mean anything. [touches the rug] This...all of this is just... [smiles]Mimicry! She doesn't possess your style, or your decorating acumen, or your love of the finer things. In fact, the only thing that she has is... is... my vacuum cleaner! And I'll remedy that... [walks over to a closet] posthaste! [she opens the door to see the things Star usually has in her house along with her vacuum cleaner, Brittney gasps] A-ha! She put you in here along with all her bad magic tastes! You're coming home... [she pulls on the vacuum without success, grunts and pulls on it harder] Home... with me... with me... [it finally comes out along with everything else, and Brittney yells as it all collapses on her, tilting the self-portraits, which are now crooked]
Brittney: [Laser Puppies's food bowl lands on Brittney, who is on the couch, which is tipped over. Brittney sits up to realize she has the vacuum stuck inside of her] Star! [she loses balance out of the room, and falls down the stairs. She stops on one stair for the vacuum whirring, and her next step makes her fall off the final stairs before choking out the vacuum] Is it really you? [switches the vacuum to on, allowing it to whir. She picks it up] It is you! [kisses it] Come on, baby. You and I will walk out of this horror show the way we walked into it: with dignity and aplomb. [she walks out of the Diaz's house to hear a siren, and sees firemen hosing her burnt house, while Star and Janna are there] My house...
Janna: You just missed the fire. [Brittney walks to the firemen] Brittney: What happened to my house?! [fireman holds up a burnt casserole]
Fireman: Oh, some knucklehead left a casserole in the oven.
Brittney: [yelling] Star Butterface!
Star: Aw, don't worry, Brittney. You're more than welcome to stay at my house until you get your house fixed. [Brittney becomes shocked with ominous music playing, she suddenly imagines herself at a table with her vacuum cleaner at the seat across from her]
Brittney: Why, yes, I'd love another spot of tea, Mr. Vacuum Cleaner. [holds up the burnt casserole] Care for some casserole? [crazed laughter. Camera zooms in on her pupil, and the scene cuts back to real life]
Star: Brittney? You okay? Brittney? [Brittney faints] [yelling] Brittney! [camera zooms out to see the burnt house with the fireman hosing again.]
Marco: [off-screen] [yelling ] Star why did you do to my house?
Star: Uh!
Janna: Oh you forgot to tell him that your turn his room into Brittney Room.
[Scene cuts to nighttime. Brittney was inside Star's replica. She was about to sleep in her bed.]
Brittney: [sighs] Replica, sweet replica. [Camera goes to outside as Brittney turns out the light. It moves to Brittney's burnt house to see Star, Marco and Laser Puppies there. Star in a sheet, and Marco in a piece of paper. Star yawns and stretches]
Star: It sure was great having Brittney over for a visit, eh, Marco? [she goes to sleep. While snoring, her sheet turns to ashes.]
Marco: [unimpressed with Star because she turn his house into Brittney house lucky his parent is on vacation.] I'm not happy with you. [screen fades out to black as the story ends]