Princess Marco

A Princess Called Star Butterfly

Tom had crept into the school as quietly as possible. He saw, as he crept passed the ballroom(?), that the mess had somehow been cleaned up almost immediately.
   "Wow," he muttered under his breath. "That was quick."
   Tom had been given directions on where to find a mirror, but he barely paid attention when they told him, so he didn't remember how to get there.
   "Damn it..." he cursed as he walked up the stairs at quietly as he could. "How am I gonna find it?"
   He seemed to have spaced out, though, because before he knew it; he was in a room filled with interdimensional mirrors (according to google, that's what the mirrors are called).
   "Yes!" He cheered quietly. Tom walked up to the mirror and tapped it. He knew this person's number was saved on it since Pony Head called a lot.
   "Star Butterfly." He said.
   It started to ring. Tom held his breath and crossed his fingers, praying that Star would pick up.
   "Hello?"
   "Star! Hi! Oh my goodness thanks for picking up! I really need your help right now!"
   "What exactly do you need help with, Tom? And why are you at Saint O's?"
   "Long story. I know you're on Mewni but you need to come her right now!"
   "Okay! I'm coming!" Star grabbed her dimensional scissors and hung up.