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

Episode 12: Intrusive Intervention

Star & Marco sat in the waiting room of the doctor's office, impatiently waiting for her name to be called. It was time for a regular check-up for Star. Ever since her first therapy session with Cassandra Cher, one which resulted in a full round of tests at the doctor's office where it was revealed her heart was weak in addition to everything else that was wrong with her, regular check ups such as this one were mandated in conjunction with her therapy sessions. Nobody had yet to definitively diagnose what exactly was wrong with her heart, whether it be a magical ailment or a scientific ailment. That, combined with her erratic mental and emotional health, and Star was a recipe for disaster, but one that she was constantly working to fix.

The boy was hard at work rubbing Star's shoulders, anxiously waiting for her name to be called. The girl was flattered, even if internally she struggled to fully accept it. "You're such a gentleman, Marco." She said softly.

"Oh please, I'm just doing what any sensible boyfriend should do." He brushed off her praise like it wasn't a big deal, even though inside it was. And it bothered her like mad that he was so quick to brush off praise from her like that. Why were they the way they were? It was a question neither could answer still.

"Star Butterfly?" And it was one they'd have to hold off on for the time being as Star's name was finally called by a nurse and they were led into a room. "And how are we doing today?"

"Um...fine, I-I guess?" Star answered hesitantly. "I'm...not sure...?"

"Are you experiencing physical discomfort of any kind?"

She winced and held her hand up to her heart. "Not really...except for my chest..."

"Has it prevented you from doing any physical activity?"

"Um...I want to say 'no.' It's not constantly debilitating me all day or anything like that, but then I'll have these moments where it, like, just gives me so much trouble and it hurts like crazy."

The nurse jotted down the notes Star gave. "I see. Alright, well I'll pass these along and the doctor will be in shortly with you." With that she left the room, leaving the two teens all by themselves. Star clutched her chest again, one again having one of those moments she'd just described to the nurse.

"Easy, easy, I'm here..." Marco said, hugging her.

"I hate this soooo much." She emphasized. "I hope they can give us an answer soon. If this is a magical ailment and not a medical one, then I'm totally screwed!"

"Don't despair, it's gonna work out. You're in the best place for us to figure out what's going on."

She sighed begrudgingly. "I know..."

The doctor finally came into the room. "Miss Butterfly, it's good to see you again." He said calmly, noting her pain-stricken posture. "We're going to give you a full fledged physical to see exactly where you stand. We're hopeful that these tests will tell us exactly what's wrong so that we can finally put a plan in place to fix it."

"Nothing would make me happier." She answered. "Whatever you need to do, do it."

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The doctor ran various tests on Star. These tests measured various parts of her person, such as her breath control, her physical stamina, her brain function, blood pressure, bone density...pretty much anything you could think of, they tested her for. It was tedious, it was long, it was uncomfortable, and it was exactly the kind of thorough examination that she needed to figure out what was wrong with her. It was either medical science or magic that could solve this, and as far as Star knew, magic was dead.