[Y/N] = Your name
[CLR] = Favorite/Chosen Color
[Age] = Age
(Your hair and eye color are whatever you wish.)"Alright, alright! Time to do this...time to roll!" [Y/N] says to the mirror that is in front of her. Her hair is tied up with stringed pearls and a diamond clip in the center and your dress is [clr] with pearls and small hearts on the bottom. You are wearing plane black flats and your hair and eye color are both [clr].
You enjoy being a princess, being royalty and all. It allows you to help people, because you have more. Giving food to poor families and helping children around the holidays are a few things that you and your parents enjoy doing.
After you have finished putting on the last line of pearls to your hair, you rush to your bedroom door. Today is dance night to show the bond between kingdoms at the Silver Bell Ball and you hope to see your crush, Prince Tom II of the underworld. You also hope deeply that he chooses you to dance with.
As you pin in the last line of pearl, you run down the steps that are just a few feet outside of your room. Halfway down, you jump onto the railing and slide in a circle until you land in the hall. You rush to the door and jump into the carriage with your parents, Queen Star and King Marco, and smile.
"Now remember, [Y/N], this is a formal dance in front of everyone who is involved in our kingdom. You have to act accordingly."
"Yes, yes, Mother, I know." You said as the smile and excitement only grows within you.
"I see you really went all out, [Y/N]. You look beautiful." Your father, Marco, said. He gently fixed a small part in your hair and smiled.
"Thanks, Dad."
The smile never left your face, but for some strange reason that you could not place, inside you deeply wanted to be as far away from Mewni as possible.

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Toffee X Reader
FanfictionYou, the daughter of Star and Marco, have always doubted that "The Lizard" really killed your great-grandmother, and you wouldn't be wrong. Toffee was framed and punished for a crime he didn't commit, and it's your job to find out who really did it...