Star vs the Forces of Evil: The Ballad of Earth-Mewni

Episode 11: Magical Follies

The night Earthni sky glistened and shined all over Echo Creek. Our two lovebirds, Star & Marco, sat in the former's room, readying themselves for bed, while baby Meteora and Mariposa were fast asleep together in a crudely-made crib not far off from the bed. Star had spent the day working at both the orphanage and the pet shelter, and she was now happily recounting her day to her boyfriend. "So I took all the babies to the shelter and while I was helping clean the place they got to play with all of the doggies and kitties and oh my gosh you should've been there it was the most precious thing of all time!" She said with a twinkle in her voice. "It was like a festival of cuteness!"

"I'm glad you had a good day." Marco said with a chuckle. "I hope none of the dogs shed on those kids."

"Ohhhh there was a lot of shedding, don't get me wrong. But Hilda and I managed to clean everything up no problem."

"Hilda?"

"Oh, she's one of the workers at the pet shelter. Super cool girl, you'd love her."

"I'll take your word for it." He gently grabbed her shoulders and helped her onto the bed where they locked into a kiss. "I'm so happy to see you like this. You've got a great outlet to help people without completely running yourself into the ground."

"You're still so worried about that, aren't you...?"

He nodded solemnly. "Yeah, I am..."

She caressed his cheek. "I understand why, but I wish you wouldn't be."

"I'll feel better once we can actually fix your heart issue, not to mention all the other things wrong..."

"You just focus on my heart. Let me deal with everything else."

"I guess you're right. Oh, that reminds me...has anyone asked about that your, uh...your-"

"My T-shirt?" She said with a smirk. "Oh I don't actually wear that when I'm supposed to work."

His eyes went wide. What a shocking revelation. "Y-You don't?"

"Nah. I figured it wasn't appropriate work attire. I always wear my jacket, though. I look pretty fly in that, if I do say so myself. Why...do you ask?"

His eyes stand wide open. Uh oh, now he had to scramble for an excuse. "N-N-No reason. J-Just making casual talk."

She was not buying it. "Uh huh, suuuuure." She smirked, pecking his lips gently to evoke a laugh from him. "Marco...do you want me to go sport it now for you?" At the present moment, she was in her now-regular sleepwear: black thermal shirt & black leggings with gray swirls.

"What? No!" He poorly lied. "I-I was just asking a question. It doesn't mean anything!" The deep blush on his face gave the game away, not that Star needed it to read between the lines. "Is this bad of me?"

She couldn't help but giggle at his grace. "It's not bad at all. Seriously, you have to cut yourself some slack." She proceeded to get off the bed and head to her closet. "Do you have a color preference?" He hesitantly shook his head, the blush on his face growing stronger. So Star grabbed the white T-shirt - the original "Bubble Butt" shirt - and gladly put it on over her thermal shirt. Her back was facing him, which means he got a view of the "Property of Marco Diaz" text and the giant arrow pointing down towards her butt. He had to restrain himself hard to not burst out into laughter right then and there, but he was enjoying himself, despite being embarrassed to admit it. "I have not thanked you nearly enough for helping make this shirt a reality."

She turned herself around to face him, now showing off the "Star Bubble Butt Butterfly" text on the front of the shirt. Once again, he had to restrain himself as she made her way back to the bed. "I'm...warming up to it." He admitted. "I...I wish I had your confidence."