Hey guys. Uh...this is another dark chapter but it has a happy ending. Yey? Sorry it was...a bit hard to write this one. Hope you all enjoy.

Anonymous. MISTER Anonymous - Last chapter was quite hard to write, so glad I did it well. Regarding your Jessica-like OC...well, that is a great idea. Not sure if I will do that exactly but you never know... Toffee an anti-antagonist, if you were wondering too. He isn't a bad guy per say, but he does have his motives. Mewberty is explored in this chapters ending, in a positive way ;).

Bedrock Armor - Thank you for the review :). Glad you enjoyed it.

Kuriyan BBQ - Sent you a private message about the specifics but the topic of cancer is a personal one for me. Very happy I nailed the topic well, in addition to making the interactions realistic and honest. If any chapter is a persons favorite, last chapter being yours makes me really happy. Put a lot of time into that chapter personally.

Two Years Ago, Saint O's School for Wayward Princesses

The skies covering a lone castle was pitch black, shooting thunderous dark lighting upon the almost gothic looking school. Sounds of clanking metal echoed through the night, as the robotic guards kept the gate protected from intruders. Within the castle, itself housed princesses of all kinds. Cries for help and freedom escaped from every cell, but one was oddly quiet. The girl inside was Princess Star Butterfly, glaring harshly at the stone ceiling as if it would talk back to her.

"So…just you and me again, huh?" The ceiling didn't respond back but Star could care less. "I'm stuck in this joint for the past six months and I'm sick of it. My life really went down a dark turn, huh?" No response was given. "You are boring." She sat upright in her bed, taking in her 'room' for the hundredth time. "Hate my so-called 'room' here. Greys and browns, no flair for colors, those garish bars cramping this place's style and most importantly, the bed sucks." Star let her head rest within her crunched up knees, letting the soft fabric of her princess dress sooth her soul. "At least I can feel 'pretty', but that's mainly for those guards." She didn't bother looking behind, seeing the robotic guard's whistling before moving on to the next cell. "Creeps." She laid down, feeling a red light shine down from her barred window.

"You are going to stay a prisoner?" A kind voice asked Star. She sprung out of bed, trying to find the voice's source. "I'm a friend, someone inside you. If you let me out, I can help you grow free. Become the fluttering butterfly you are destined to become."

"Bullshit voice-inside-my-head." Star spat, sitting upright in her bed and looking at the red moon shining down. "I tried rallying up the other princesses. Twice. And that didn't work. So what use am I?"

"You are a Mewni Princess, one of the most powerful beings across the dimensions." Star laughed bitterly at this comment, holding back tears of both laughter and sadness.

"Sure, the stupid doll that escaped being a demon's plaything but ended up locked in another doll house. I'm even dressed up like a stupid doll. That's all I'm good for. Making others happy while I suffer along with the way. No one cares about my happiness. No one…" Star sniffled, ignoring the burning feeling coming across her body.

"You are a proud woman. Someone that can change the world. Let me show you." The voice vanished as the red light turned almost crimson hot. Star fell on the floor, feeling her entire body turn a bright golden color. The crown upon her head turned into a broken angel halo that hovered in the air. Star's back grew massive golden wings, almost mirroring bright angels. Her dress turned a shade of golden yellow as well, with two pairs of extra hands growing from Star's side. She huffed from this intense transformation, crawling to her mirror. Gasping from shock, she backed away, crashing back into her bed. "This is your true form. The one your heart feels represents you. Now go, break out and save yourself." Star clenched her fists and for the first time in a full year, she grinned joyfully.

Standing in the center of her cell, Star cracked her neck and felt an ocean of magic dance inside her. "HEY JERK WADS?! Ready to die?" One the robot guards walked closer to Star's cell, smirking teasingly. "Surprised little ol'me is acting out? Well, I'm no perfect little princess. Maybe you want to punish me?"

"Gladly." The guard opened Star's cell door, walking smugly into her cell. Star threw her arms around the guard, having a seductive smile. "Wow, you are forward tonight." He felt his body grow cold, falling the ground. Star held his robot heart with one of her many hands, crushing it like a useless fruit. A pile of blood and oil stained the carpet-covered floor, making the nearby guards gasp in horror.

"Yes, I'm going to be very forward tonight." Star flew like a speeding bullet into one guard, plowing right through it. Oil covered her golden frame, flying into the air and holding out her right hand. A blast of golden light escaped from it, blasting one guard. He stumbled back, feeing a large hold in his chest. Trying to charge at Star, she simply hovered slightly to the right, avoiding a weak punch. Star did a spinning kick, knocking it on the floor. The guard coughed violently, with Star lifting the robotic being up. "Time to feel what I felt." Shoving two pairs of arms into the creature, she brutally ripped it apart, sending gears and blood all over the room. Star looked at the horrified princesses, feeling intense anger come over her. "You all will be free one day. I must end our warden first." They cheered, seeing the golden light of Star shine brightly in the prison.

Flying through hallway after hallway, she tried to find Heinous' room but just couldn't. "Where would an evil nasty witch hide? Would it be…" Star blasted a nearby door, showing a guard having his way with a pixie princess. "It's not THIS door." She blasted the guard, falling right into the pixie princess's lap. "You're welcome, girlfriend. We wayward's stick together." The princess cheered and Star continued her hunt.

Star's travel wasn't going well, as despite having a wealth of magic inside her, destroying guards left and right was taking its toll. "Have to find her soon…I can't maintain this form for long. Once I lose control…Star will suffer so much." She stopped, seeing a large room. Slowly hovering toward it, she saw a large moon at the very top of the ceiling and a pattern of stars and suns laying on the ground. "Right…the Blood Moon awakened me. Though I'm bound to that demonic prick. Wonder…" Star held out her right hand, feeling some odd red energy hover around it. "Mmm…" The magic fizzed and Star shook her head. "Have a mission to complete." Star darted ahead, pushing the door ahead down with great might.

Heinous wasn't shocked to see Star at all as if she was expecting her. "My seems like my prize student is going through Mewberty. Shame no boys are around…maybe my partner will suffice." Rasticore came out of the shadows, revving up his blade. "You back down now and get back to your cell. If not…you will suffer."

"I would rather die than be under your control any longer." Star hissed, clenching her six hands into balled fists. Rasticore tackled into Star, sending the two flying into the moon room. Star threw Rasticore into the ground, making the lizard skid across the markings. He made careful slashes with the chainsaw, sending waves of magic energy toward Star. She swiftly flew around them, blasting golden light at Rasticore. He made a quick portal, jumping into it. Avoiding the attack, Star looked around in confusion, listening intently to her surroundings. A loud crashing sound was behind her, making Star hold her six arms out to block. Sounds of flesh scrapping bones echoed through the room, with Star's extra arms falling off.

"AAAAAHHHHHHH!" Star screeched in pain, gritting her teeth in anger. "You…will…suffer…" Rasticore looked at the arms, covering his mouth in disgust. He shook his head and continued to fight. Star tried landing more punches but they were weak, Rasticore blocking them with ease. "I…will…not…suffer…I…will…not…suffer…" Star stopped the offensive, crying softly.

"Please, stop this fighting Princess. We can maybe…reattach your arms. I never meant to hurt you like this." He put down his chainsaw, kneeling on the ground. "Just listen to master, she knows best." Star clenched her fists, dashing toward the chainsaw and aiming it at herself. "Princess! Don't kill yourself like this!"

Star was crying tears of pain, suffering, and agony. "Make the suffering end." She tossed the revved up blade into the sky, holding out her arms like a fallen angel. Rasticore couldn't bear the sight, tackling into Star and taking the brunt of the impact. Star's wings were cut in the process and her entire body convulsed.

Heinous marched out of the room, making Rasticore pick himself up, in panic. "Go clean yourself up, my partner. I will take care of this dog myself." Rasticore grit his large jaw, both from pain and pure frustration, soon marching off. He gave one last glance at Star, noticing Heinous latch on a collar and began dragging her out of the room. A lone tear came down his face before fully leaving.

Star woke up hours later, feeling bright lights surround her, vision very blurry but intense pain on her sides and back clearly evident. "Where…am…I?" A harsh tug forced her to the floor, making Star notice cuffs on her hands and legs. "NO! I'm not your prisoner again Tom. Please…" A kick pushed Star, nearly coming off whatever platform she was on. "Please…make the suffering stop…"

"This is what happens to you if you rebel." Star was pulled up, seeing Heinous grin victoriously. "Star 'Stella' Butterfly is a disgrace to my school and all princess kind. You, dog, make your statement before the reformation process begins."

Star looked at her hands and body in horror, seeing a vivid golden glow gone. Instead was a dimming light humming around her battered body. "My fellow princesses…your kingdoms hate you. All of us are just dolls, used to make everyone happy and pleased. Our emotions don't matter in the long run. Heed my warning…as my hell just got worse." Star looked at Heinous coldly. "Do whatever you want. I'm done. End me…"

"Why would I do that?" She tugged Star, making her inches away from her face. "I will make you my perfect slave. Guards, keep an eye on the princesses. I will take my prisoner to the chambers." Star trudged away, eyes locked on to her bruised and bleeding feet. Loud cries of sadness and rage were heard, but Star tuned it all out, as she accepted her fate.

After being dragged around the school for what felt like hours, Star felt yet again bright lights coming down upon her. Arms and legs pinned by straps, she couldn't move an inch or muscle. She tried tilting her head, but that was in place too. Only her eyes can look around the room. Faint glimpses of wires, devices and a large screen were visible. "Hello, Princess Butterfly. You have made quite the scene, haven't you?" The voice was male, already making Star's skin crawl. She said nothing, only looking ahead blankly. "Not speaking huh? Guess you won't mind this then…" Her mouth was now covered with a white scarf, unable to make clear words any longer. "My master will be here soon, but she oddly wants your reformation to be…intense. I deeply apologize princess, but this is out of my hands." He leaves, leaving the screen to show images of a princess, doing various actions. Cleaning, ruling over people, talking to citizens, what not. Star just watched blankly, angered at not being able to escape.

"You gave up…I'm sorry I couldn't help you, Princess. Please, survive this. Many need us." Star made muffled sounds of anger, livid she used the once shot at freedom trying to be a hero. The sight of a familiar woman supercharged her anger, grinning darkly at Star.

"Hello, slave. Cozy?" Star glared at Heinous, making her shrug. "Oh well, you will enjoy my company soon enough. See, you hold immense power and I want to control it." Star felt her body shake with fear, knowing where this was going. "So, you will be my slave. Once I'm finished with you today, Mewni will be mine." She pulled up a small black box. "Every princess here is under my control. Even queens, former students, can be controlled. All it takes is a simple press of this box. Now, I can't do this to you." She leaned right into Star's cold eyes. "Yet. This operation will be…painful. But you can take it. After all, you are missing two sets of arms."

Star made muffled cries of curses, but they weren't heard. Heinous pressed a few buttons and Star's chair was lifted high into the air. Four robotic guards came into the room, with Heinous holding out a small knife. "Welcome to Saint Olgas, Princess Star Butterfly." Loud screams echoed across the castle that night, making every princess shake with fear at what will happen to them next.

The following morning, Star was laying down in her cell, looking at the ceiling again. This time a simile was on her face. But deep inside, Star was crying bitter tears. Cameras were now in her cell, watching her every move. Every. Single. Move. She couldn't show any sign of resistance, otherwise, any semblance of free-will be taken from her. 'I lost my body to Tom. I will be damned if I lose it to that witch. I will play her game, learn to be a proper princess. But when I'm out of this hellhole, no one will have control over me.' She looked at her barred windows. 'May Mewni burn to the ground for all I fucking care.' She closed her eyes, keeping her smile. The weeks, months and soon, two full years passed by. The other princesses knew Star was acting, being 'good' and 'proper'. They realized what would happen if she rebelled again. Even being taken to the chamber for 'testing' again didn't faze Star. She accepted the role that was given to her, the perfect little doll for Heinous and her goons. But the day finally came where she was free.

It was a bright summer morning, with Heinous passing Star her luggage. "It was a pleasure working with you Princess Star." She said nothing, only having a wide grin. Heinous knew what Star meant, but said nothing. "Look, my sister is here. Hello, Moon." Moon came out of the carriage and felt something was off, seeing Star in a clearly angered state. She shook the thought away, only looking at her sister with joy.

"Hope my little Starling wasn't much trouble." Heinous waved her hand and Star watched her mother chat casually with her tormenter.

'She never loved me, so why should I care.' She looked at her father, holding out his arms. Star was about to come closer but instead, just walked into the carriage, gently closing its door shut. River was very confused but shook his head. He joined Star, sitting right next to her.

"Hello, Pumpkin I hope…" Star held out her hand, giving a scowl that sent shudders down Rivers spine. It was a look of pure contempt, something he only ever saw come from his greatest foes.

"I hate you. I hate Mom. I hate Mewni. Leave. Me. Alone." She locked her vision at her feet, feeling her gloved hands nearly bleed from how hard she was clenching them. "I will stay in my room and be the doll everyone expects me to be."

River looked at Star in horror, shocked seeing his daughter in this state. He tried hugging her, but another bitter look from Star silenced him. The king of Mewni looked out the window, seeing Moon hug Heinous. Locking his vision on the sister, he kicked down the door and grabbed the woman's throat. "Why. Did. You. Harm. My. BABY GIRL!"

"RIVER! Unhand my sister now." Moon shouted, trying to push River off, but he slapped his wife. She fell to the ground, feeling the cold Mewni soil coat her royal gown. "River. You better listen to me."

"Our daughter hates us! This woman DID something to her!" Star got out of the carriage, having a dark grin upon her face. "STAR! Say something to prove my point."

She lifted her dress and bowed down. "Now mother, father. Stop this silly game. We should head home and relax. I'm sure you both have a lot to tell me, missed out on much Mewni culture and history." River slowly put Heinous down, feeling his entire body shake violently. "What's wrong father? Your daughter is right here."

"You aren't my daughter." River said with sadness. Tears came down his face and he marched back into the carriage. "Moon Butterfly, we must leave. I will play for any damages, step sister." He got into the carriage and slammed the door shut. Star followed, but stopped, looking back at Heinous.

"I'm not your toy anymore. I will be no-one's toy ever again." Star said regally, opening her door gently and sitting down. Moon was deeply confused but shook her head. She helped Heinous up and got into the carriage. Once the Butterfly family got inside, they went back to the castle.

Moon looked back on her daughter, oddly silent. 'She is normally so talkative, telling me about her adventures and what not…' She coughed, getting Star to look at her. "So Star, how was your time at Saint O's? I remember learning much during my time there."

Star felt her heart, or what's left of it, sink. "You…went to the school? Did they do anything to you?" Moon was confused by the question, rising an eyebrow.

"No, I just learned how to be a proper princess. I'm proud of you sweetie, hope you will be ready to take the family wand soon." Star put on a fake smile, but her father saw right through it. He glared at Moon before shaking his head.

"Stop the carriage!" It stopped in place, making Moon look at her husband in surprise. "Moon, our daughter is deeply troubled. Star, please, tell us what happened?"

Star slowly giggled, laughed, and soon went into a manic fit. She mirrored a crazy person, fixed hair going all wild and eyes bulging out of her head. "What happened? You mean what didn't happen! I was abused, touched in bad places, had parts of my Butterfly Form get chopped off and got experimented on over and over and over and over and…" She started shaking, rocking in place. "…and over and over and over..." Star started crying loudly, sobbing like a little girl. "I…I just want to die…"

River took the dimensional scissors from his pocket and picked up his daughter. Getting out of the carriage, he made a rift in space. Looking at her sobbing body, he glared darkly at Moon. "This is your fault. Our daughter is broken because of you." He jumped inside, leaving Moon deeply confused and troubled.

She resumed the carriage ride, unsure of what is really going on. Coming back to the castle, the Mewni staff looked at Moon with confusion. She brushed it off, likely not used to seeing Star again.

'Maybe she's sliding down the railings again…' She thought humorously, but deathly silence in the castle made Moon feel unnerved. River was sitting down on his throne, sniffling from crying for what seemed like a while. "River, what was the meaning from before? Shouldn't you be happy our daughter is home?"

He just pointed toward Star's room, not saying a single word. Moon cautiously walked toward Star's room, with the walk to her room being almost haunting. It was as if a spirit haunted the halls. Moon found Star's door, opening it slowly. Star was sitting down in her bed, seemingly lost in thought. "Sweetie? Can I speak with you?"

"What," Star said bluntly, having a look of pure malice on her face. "I hate you and this kingdom. Unless you need me to do something, leave me alone please." Moon clenched her fists and walked closer to Star.

"Why are you being so difficult? That school helps us future rulers become great queens! My sister wouldn't do those things to you Star." Star just glared at Moon, looking into her mother's soul. Moon looked right back and felt horrified; she saw intense emotions. For a moment, the image of Eclipsa flashed over Star, making Moon walk back in fear.

"The school broke me, just like Tom did. You didn't believe me about Tom despite clear evidence he USED ME. Just like you don't believe me now." Star looked at the window, feeling the cool breeze brush her messy blond hair. "At least…I can feel the air again. I missed Mewni's cool breezes."

Moon sat down on Star's bed, causing the princess to move far way. "I'm your mother Star, so of course I believe you." Star felt her blue eyes twinkle, hoping what she heard was correct. "But experiments? The guards touching you? I simply cannot believe that." Star just sighed in defeat, looking away from Moon. "I know the school was rough, but you learned a lot."

"…Leave me alone." Star hissed coldly. Moon looked at Star with worry, not moving an inch. "Are you deaf? I said leave me ALONE!" Star stood up, huffing hot air from her nostrils. "I'm tired of everyone using and expecting things from me. I'm just a person! One that had emotions, feelings, and dreams. All of that is gone. I lost everything and accept that I will be nothing." Star glared at Moon, her hands shaking frantically. "You lost Star Butterfly the moment you let me attended that school. I will rule over Mewni and do my assigned role. But that I hate you and this cursed land."

Moon felt heartbroken, being disowned by her very flesh and blood. "Fine." Moon got up and closed Star's door, leaving the princess alone. Sitting down in her bed, she culled under the rainbow fabrics. Closing her eyes, she finally drifted into sleep, hoping that nothing bad would happen to her again.

Present Day

"It was only a few weeks later when I got my magic wand back, accidentally setting the castle on fire. So, I was banished to Earth." Star finished her story, making her listeners feel sick to their stomach.

Marco just slowly got out of his couch, feeling his entire body shake in pure rage. "Star…in the garage is my karate kit. I will be breaking some things for a few minutes. I promise to be back soon…but if I stay here right now, I might use those scissors to get into Mewni and kill your mom." He took a shaky breath. "I…I will be back soon." Marco ran off, rushing to his garage and punched his boxing-bag very hard. Star heard loud cursing in Spanish joined with some sobbing. She was going to get up and talk to Marco but was stopped by Glossaryck.

He felt his own small frame shake but held in his anger. "I will not lie, I've seen timelines where you have suffered from that school. While one timeline has your mind split into two after the horrific treatments, another has you AND that boy become prisoners at the school for a very long time." He took a deep breath before continuing. "This timeline…was never meant to make you suffer so much. I had no control over this, being stuck in that book. However, know this. I'm on your side."

"Thanks…but that doesn't change…this." Star points to herself, showing her stubby arms and bruised body. "I hate looking so sick in my Butterfly Form. How can I fix this?" Glossaryck taps his chin, snapping his fingers upon realizing something.

"This is ironic considering everything, but your temperament is love." He points to Star's heart marks on her cheeks. "The mark of a butterfly means a lot, with yours having your emotions charge your magic. Love is your strongest, yet weakest emotions. If you can tap into it, your true butterfly form can be unlocked again. If not…you stay like this."

"Oh…" Star looked toward where Marco went off too, rubbing her purple arm nervously. "But I'm not ready for a relationship Glossaryck. I know he won't…" Glossaryck only sighed, rubbing his beard in annoyance.

"That kid is a good one. And after learning that my student went through so much, well…I have no issues killing anyone that harms you." He sits on Star's shoulder, patting her back. "Please, if you want to get stronger, you need to try loving people again. I know it will hurt…but it will help you heal."

Star takes a deep breath, reverting to her normal Mewman form. "Okay…though I'm not happy about this." Glossaryck rolls his eyes. "I'm really not happy about this." He just pushes Star into the garage, seeing piles of broken wood and the stuffing from Marco's boxing bag trickling to the ground. She looks at him intently, noticing the tear stains on his face. Marco finally noticed Star, wiping them away. "Hey…I didn't mean to get you that upset Marco."

"What?" He said in surprise, shaking his head frantically. "I'm not upset at you! I'm …angered I couldn't do anything to help. You have been through…so much and I feel horrible." He sighed, placing both hands upon Star's shoulders. "Please, if I can do anything to help, just tell me."

Star gave a nervous smile. 'Here goes nothing…' Closing her eyes she lunged forward, kissing Marco on the lips. He felt his entire body stiffen up, both from shock and being overjoyed at this sensation. Star felt pure happiness glow through her, feeling golden light returning. Marco closed his eyes, holding Star tight. They stayed like this, unaware they were hovering a few inches off the ground. After finally moving apart, Marco and Star landed gently on the ground. Both blinked a few times, trying to take in what just happened.

"We…kissed…" Star and Marco say in unison. They covered their mouths, blushing madly. "This isn't right! We are both broken! What if we just hurt each other!?" Star and Marco felt shocked at the unified thought.

"You think…I might hurt you?" Marco said with sadness. Star bit her lip, nodding slowly. He took a deep breath and gave a somber smile.

"And you think I might hurt you too." Marco rubbed his neck, taking Star's hand. "Should we try this? I'm scared of ruining the only connection I fully trust."

"Relationships are hard work, I know this from experience." They looked into each other's eyes, feeling time freeze. "No matter what you do, there will always be conflict in a bond. If the two can help each other grow into stronger people, that is the sign of a powerful bond. We are both…broken. Maybe this might be good in an ironic twist of fate. I know I've felt better once you came into my life."

Star smiled, hugging Marco tight. "Being with you made me feel safe for the first time in four years. I won't lose you." Marco hugged Star back, gently rubbing her back.

"I won't lose you either, even if I have to search the many dimensions to find you." They pulled apart, with Marco finally taking in Star's new form. "Uh…I think us kissing did something to you." He holds up his smartphone, opening up the face-cam. Star took it, seeing her entire body glow golden and pupils being hearts again. "Is this why you kissed me?"

"Glossaryck said I should embrace the emotion of 'love' again," Star answered with a smile. "I feel…so free now." As if right on cue, Glossaryck warped into the garage, seeing Star and Marco hold one another lovingly.

"So, seems like my idea worked. Thanks, Marco." He shrugged his shoulders, unsure what exactly he pulled off. "Star, your Butterfly form is now stable again…just be mindful of your emotions. They can make…your new form very interesting."

Star gulped, looking at Marco. "Uh…I don't think anything will happen… Hehehe…" Marco backed away, noticing the love struck expression on Star's face. "Maaaaarrrrcooo…" She slowly walked toward him, seeing his body shake nervously. "I just want to huuuuuug…" Tackling into Marco with her six arms, she squeezed him tightly. "Marco..." Her body turned back to normal, golden glow and six arms gone. She looked at Marco horrified and scooted away. "My god, I'm so sorry! I didn't mean to attack you like that…"

"It's…okay?" Marco said, trying to calm his beating heart. "I know we like each other but…wow…" He nervously laughed, holding out his hand. Star took it and the duo got up, looking at Glossaryck with slight anger. "DUDE! Is this what happens when she enters Butterfly form?"

"Nope, just Mewberty." He warped away, leaving a dumfounded Marco scratching his head. Sighing in defeat, he took a nearby broom and shovel. Star picked up some broken piles of wood, placing it on a near-by workbench.

"We can just use magic to clean this up, buddy," Star commented, taping her wand. Marco shook his head.

"I made this mess, so will clean it up the old-fashion way. Besides, after you explaining everything before and uh…" He blushed thinking about before. "…you showing your emotions, maybe rest would be good. I dunno, magic stuff is still new to me and everything."

Star smiled and leaned on the wall. "Nah, I will hang around. Always wanted to see this place anyway." She looked at the punching bag, seeing Marco trying to stitch the hole it had together again. "You are doing that wrong." She walked over, taking the needle and thread Marco was holding. "The loop needs to be tight, so that way the stitch doesn't fall apart." She finished, showing Marco her work. "Done, just keep doing that and even a warnicorn can't tear it apart!"

Marco gave a grateful smile, silently resuming his work. Star picked up Marco's broom, resuming his sweeping. After a quiet half hour of silent cleaning, the duo made their way back to the living room, feeling both refreshed and calm after a tense morning. Marco had a question on his mind, debating whenever or not to ask this.

"Um…can I ask you something?" Star looked at Marco, having a small smile. "Did what happened before mean…our friendship change or anything? Because I don't want to do anything stupid to upset you." Star just kissed Marco's cheek, making him blink a few times.

"I'm not letting you go easily, Diaz." She sat back down, watching the flashing lights their TV was emitting. Marco had a wide grin, putting his arm around Star and sighing contently. "You know, today couldn't get any better."

"Star, don't say things like that." Marco rebutted. "It's like saying 'What could possibly go wrong' causally." They heard a doorbell ring, making the duo look at one another. "I'm sure it's just the mailman or something…a guy that delivers packages and stuff." Star got up, opening the door. She backed away, feeling her arms ball into fists. A short man with blond hair and blue eyes waved sheepishly at Star.

"Marco?" Star asked through gritted teeth. He got up and saw the man before them, gulping in slight fear.

"Yes, Star?" She kept forced a smile on her face, closing her eyes cutely. Marco felt shivers come down his spine.

"Something just went wrong." She moved aside, letting the man into the house. "This is my father. Hello, River."

"Hello, Pumpkin." Silence sucked all the air away, leaving just two figures with tense emotions glaring at each other. Marco rubbed his neck, unsure about what is about to happen next.