The day was bright and chipper, a soft, zephyrous wind blowing through everyone’s hair as they made their way up a long set of stone stairs and towards the courthouse, with its gigantic ionic pillars, its sweeping set of double doors, and the high, pointed rooftop it had. The blind lady Justice was situated in the middle of the roof in a carved out section of the building, others bowing around her as she held her scales and sword, the same pearly color as the rest of the structure.

This was the High Court of the Mewnian Kingdom, and Eclipsa, the former Queen, was on trial. The Mewnian population was eager to see what happened, and the monsters from the neighboring towns on the outskirts of the Mewnian Kingdom had come to see as well. People were so fully packed and piled into the main courtroom that they were spilling out onto the steps and into the front courtyard of the courthouse. To help accommodate these people, speakers had been set up, recording everything that was going on inside, combined with large video screens that had been set up as well.

Of course, what people really needed were benches and chairs and the like, so, luckily, that was where the Drakgons came in. The unusual alien species had gotten to work in the Mewnian kingdom not merely setting up reformers to help develop the technology of voring people, of eating them alive, oh no! They were also doing other little odd jobs to get them on good terms with the people of Mewni, and that included setting up big benches, chairs, port-a-potties, and, most helpful of all, food carts.

Many a Mewni citizen was munching away on big hot dogs, candy-coated apples and other lovely snack foods, especially Star Butterfly, the blonde-haired, adorable-faced little princess of Mewni sitting with her mother in the front row of the courthouse, Star sitting next to Marco Diaz and Tom Lucitor, her two best friends. Tom had light reddish hair that flopped down on either side of his face, whilst he had two faintly bull-like horns jutting up from the side of his head, brown and white, with his skin a very pale, light purple color. Marco, meanwhile, was a Hispanic American with brown hair and a big, large red hoodie. He had a cute little mole on the right side of his face, that made him almost look like an adolescent Enrique Iglesias.

They’d all been watching eagerly as Princess Lilaca Pony Head, better known as simply “Pony Head” munched on some popcorn that Star was offering from a large bag. The Mewnian system of justice required that completely objective judges and juries be chosen, they had to be people who had no stake in what would happen if Eclipsa was found guilty OR innocent. The problem was that they sure couldn’t use a Mewni citizen! All of them had been practically brainwashed into thinking Eclipsa was evil. And the monsters would of course be immediately sympathetic to her because she had married a monster, her daughter Meteora was half monster, and they had always sort of wanted to stick it right to the royal family for years of mistreatment, and what better way to do that than a dramatic reversal of one of the biggest court cases the Mewni kingdom had ever tried?

So that had left them all with picking, of all people, folks from Earth. Completely random strangers who weren’t related to the Mewni kingdom, or to Star Butterfly in any way. Old and young, man and woman, a wide variety of people had been chosen, of nearly all color and creed. And they were filing into the courtroom after about a day of deliberation.

Queen Moon sat in the pew to the right of Star and her friends with her husband, River, who stroked his large blonde beard as Queen Moon nervously twirled a lock of big, poofy faint blue hair. Moon was slightly jittering her leg as she saw the jury filing in, and her face was turning rather pale. She knew. She KNEW what was about to happen. For a jury to finish deliberations like this after just a day meant that they’d looked at all the evidence and come to only one conclusion. If they were returning this soon, then…

“Has the jury reached a verdict?” announced the judge, none other than Father Time himself, his long beard trailing down past his smooth blue skin as the jury all nodded at him, the forewoman standing up high, the African American woman taking a deep breath.

“Yes, we have, your honor!”

“And?”

“We, the jury, reverse the earlier court’s appeal. And we find the Defendant, Eclipsa Butterfly...not guilty.” The jury forewoman proclaimed, brown eyes a-blazing as the courtroom positively ERUPTED in howls of surprise, fury, anger, joy and sadness. People were clapping, others hugging tearfully, not all in joy. Some were tearing at their hair, others had collapsed onto the floor in shock, and Queen Moon turned as Star happily hugged Tom and Marco in delight.

“WOOHOO! Didja hear that? Not guilty! She’s innocent! This is amazing! First thing’s first, we should set up Eclipsa’s room properly in the wing that overlooks the rose garden so she can-” Star began to say before she turned and saw her mother’s pale face. A face pale notsomuch from terror, or alarm, or anger or the like, but...from barely-restrained fury.

“...Star? Your father and I are going. Get...in...the carriage.” She whispered out, pointing outside the courthouse as people began to pile out. Star blinked, staring at her mother’s expression, and expression she’d so rarely seen, and she looked back at Marco, then Tom.

“I’ll, um...t-talk to you guys later.” She said quickly, leaving the courtroom with her mother and her father as they headed out for their parked carriage, climbing on inside, absolute silence falling on all three of them. The air was so thick with tension you could have cut it with a knife, and within ten minutes, they’d returned to the palace, King River quickly bolting out.

“I’m staying out of this.” He said quickly, heading for his bedroom as Star followed her mother into the main living room, Moon pinching the space between her eyes and slowly shaking her head back and forth.

“I can’t...believe...they found her innocent.” She murmured. “With this reversal, the monsters will start demanding the same treatment that Mewmans get. They’ll want to build houses in our capitol and will want seats in our government and on the High Council and...what next?! Asking for reparations!?” Queen Moon groaned, shaking her head back and forth, holding up her hands in the air. “Star, how could you and your friends push for her to get a new trial?”

“Eclipsa deserved a second chance!” Star insisted, now feeling angry, astounded by her mother’s actions. “Don’t you think its about time that the Monsters, no...the Indigenous Mewnians, get what they deserve?”

“They don’t deserve what you think! Not after what they did to us! To my mother!” Moon yelled back, as hot tears began to fill her eyes. “Have you forgotten how many of us they slaughtered on the battlefield?! They wore our skulls as shoulderpads! They used chains of teeth as makeshift “doors” on their tents! And we’re just supposed to forget and forgive all of that?!” Moon snarled.

“We drove them off their land!” Star found herself yelling hoarsely back. “They were basically helpless when we came and forced them off their homeland! And we stuck them in swamps and the worst parts of the kingdom and didn’t even really let them eat SCRAPS! You guys came up with stories that they ate babies and the like!”

“You don’t understand, you’ve not lost family to those...those MONSTERS!” Queen Moon shrieked, Star staring into her mom’s furious, baleful face...before Queen Moon covered her face with one hand, shaking her head back and forth, turning away from her daughter. “You...you don’t understand. You can’t. And now...now Eclipsa’s going to be...to be LIVING here...”

Unbeknownst to them, Eclipsa was rather busy at the moment, far too busy to be thinking about what she’d do when she got back to her old home. For she had gotten a call on her phone some time after leaving the courthouse. A call from none other...than Toffee.

“So I’m getting a collect call from the Underworld?” Eclipsa inquired in her British accent, slightly poofing up her already poofy thick sidelocks of greenish hair, her light purple eyes blinking.

“Yes. A distress collect call. Will you accept the charges?”

“Oh, very well…” Eclipsa sighed. “Who’s it from?”

“A Mister “Toffee”?”

“...OHHHH.” Her faintly catlike eyes went wide. “By all means, put him on, dearie!”

“Eclipsa, you’ve GOT to help me!” Eclipsa heard Toffee’s voice coming out from the other end of the line, his normally calm, collected and refined voice now distinctly brimming with absolute fear and terror. She could picture him in her mind’s eye, gripping the phone tightly in his clawed hands, his normally well-kept, long, slicked back black hair now frizzy and frazzled as his reptilian face, his eyes faintly bulging out. “You’ve got to get me out of here, I’m begging you!”

Eclipsa rubbed her chin thoughtfully, pacing back and forth, and “hmmming” aloud. “I’m not so sure I should, Toffee my dear. After all, I only just got found not guilty of my LAST attempt to use dark magic. If I brought you back and invoked the same dark powers again, I might not get off so lucky. Not to mention the fact that you drifted apart from me quite a long time ago, Toffee.”

“You were dating my best friend, of course I wasn’t feeling too HAPPY about it. How did you expect me to feel? You were technically the enemy, and my best friend since childhood was going gaga over you. I mean...dearest Waff SHAVED HIS LEGS for you because you got rugburn when you danced!” Toffee added as Eclipsa nervously laughed.

“Oh, yes, I remember that. Oh my, that was embarrassing. Poor Waffles.” She let out a deep sigh, picturing her beloved Waffles Cuddlemore. His big, strong arms, the tiger-esque stripe markings on his frame, his overly large and toothy smile, his four big eyes, the way he’d poofed up his hair at the top of his head into a little ponytail over his horned head, and...of course...the wedding ring. That special wedding ring he’d made from gold, melted down from his family’s treasure pile. He’d picked the most choicest pieces to make into he and Eclipsa’s wedding rings…

“Look. I’ve news for you. News that may be of comfort to you.”

“...what type of news?”

“He’s not down here. Is that enough for you to get me out?”

Eclipsa felt herself turn cold. Her eyes bulged out. “Did...did you say...he’s not down there?”

“No. He’s still alive, Eclipsa. Somewhere.”

Eclipsa quivered for a moment, her body shaking slightly. Then, a moment later…

“...I’ll bring you back.” She said quickly, ending the call and racing to a nearby room, locking the door and pulling out her pocket a big bunch of white chalk. She drew an immense, huge circle in the center of the room, murmuring quietly to herself, as faintly dark blackish/purple energy began to rise off her in tiny dots. It hovered in the air around her as she kept mumbling and murmuring in that strange tongue, and dark lines began to seep down from her eyes as she drew several circular seals in the floor, and then held up her hands, slamming them into the seal, her eyes turning pure black.

“I call the darkness unto me, bring back the one they call Toffee From ancient evils unawoken, bring me the one of whom I’ve spoken!”

And with that, the seal around her pulsated, throbbed and with a roar like thunder splitting the sky, powerful black pillars of magical energy swirled around the seal, coalescing into one until, at last...out stepped Toffee, dusting himself off and looking down at himself…

Blushing. “I, um...it would seem that the trip didn’t bring my clothes back with me.” He mumbled quickly, Eclipsa chuckling a bit. “If, um...you could, er…”

“I’ll go get you a nice tuxedo.” Eclipsa insisted. “But you need to help me find my dear Waffles.”

“Of course I’ll help you with that.” Toffee said, bolting behind a large couch and keeping hidden from anyone who might walk in. “But for the love of God, PLEASE get me some pants first! And ah, nothing in polyester. I’m allergic to that.”

“I’ll see if we have anything in the stores with “Egyptian Cotton”. Those shirts are VERY breathable.” Eclipsa admitted with a little playful wink as she put a gloved hand over her own chest. “Star gave me one as a gift. She said if I was going to be on trial, I deserved to look my best. She’s such a sweetheart, don’t you think?”

“I’m sure you think she’s very sweet. I wouldn’t exactly know, given how she blasted me into a gooey pile of barely-conscious waste.” Toffee grumbled.

“Now, now, my dear, we must let bygones be bygones. Star was the one pushing hardest of all for monster equality.” Eclipsa said, pinching Toffee’s cheek, making him grumble a bit and fold his arms over his chest before she headed for the door. “Be back soon. Don’t go anywhere!”

“I assure you, I don’t intend to. A “birthday suit” is no proper attire for anything.”

Eclipsa made her way down the street,heading off for a local gentleman’s clothing store, eager to actually buy something as Toffee nervously sat behind the couch, his tail slightly twitching, his claws tap-tapping on his arms as he folded them over his chest. He grit his fanged teeth a bit as the minutes ticked on, but then, after about ten minutes…

“I’m baaaaaaaaaack!”

Toffee looked up, blinking. Sure enough, she had come back with a lovely-looking dark greyish/black tuxedo with a red tie, a white undershirt, slightly less dark grey pants, dark shoes, all of it finely woven and beautifully stitched together. It was very nice indeed. He quickly began putting it on, dressing himself up, looking quite spiffy once again. “Ahhh. It feels very nice on my chest. Very breathable indeed.” He told Eclipsa with a nod as they headed outside the door, and were about to head off to go get something to eat before beginning their proper search for Eclipsa’s wife, when-

“OOOH! The...the NERVE of her! I can’t believe she-of all the, who-who does she think she is?! “You don’t understand”, I DO understand, I understand more than her, she’s letting it all gunk up her head!”

Eclipsa gaped in surprise, Toffee staring along with her as Star angrily stormed down the street, stomping along, so furious and baleful that she was leaving deep cracks in the concrete, everybody wisely getting as far away from her as possible and giving her a wide, wide berth. In a matter of seconds, the whole street was deserted, save for those three, and Star didn’t even seem to notice Eclipsa and Toffee at first as they watched her stomp by them.

“Hmph! Hi Eclipsa. Hi Toffee! GOD, my mom’s being such a...a…”

“Git?” Eclipsa remarked.

“Highfalutin fool?” Toffee suggested.

“Worse than that, a total-” She began to say, turning around to rant at them some more about her mom before all the fire and fury seemed to fall right out of her upon seeing Toffee was back again. “...how...the…?” She trailed off, mouth agape as she looked at Eclipsa. “Wait a minute. Wait a minute, did you?”

“Star, the thing is, Toffee was my husband’s best friend.” Eclipsa admitted. “And I want to find my husband again. Maybe you’ve seen him?” She asked, holding out a small photo of herself and her beloved. “Lord Waffles Cuddlemore?”

Star had been about to lay into Eclipsa for using dark magic all over again after JUST getting off for it only hours before, but upon hearing that name, Star began to laugh uproariously, dropping the photo and trying to cover her mouth to suppress her guffaws. “HAHAHAHA! D-Did you just-PFFT! Did you say-HAHAHA-did you...did you say WAFFLES-pffft-CUDDLEMORE?! HAHAHAHAHAHA! His name is WAFFLES?!” She laughed. “Wh-what is it with monsters and their overly adorable names! I mean, YOU’RE named Toffee, and-and your friend’s name is WAFFLES?! That’s like...that’s stuff I’d name my CAT!” She guffawed, Toffee now turning rather deeply red in the face as Eclipsa rolled her eyes.

“Well…” Eclipa trailed off. “Look, Star, its very important to me to find my husband.” She insisted softly. “I HAVE to find him. It’s been over hundreds of years and I miss him. I miss him so dearly.” She murmured. “He might still think I’m dead.” She added, her voice quaking as Toffee gently put a hand on her shoulder, giving her a deep, sympathetic look, the blonde-haired princess looking surprised by all this.

“...I’ll help you.” Star said softly, seeing their faces. “I’ll help you. But I’d like you guys to help me with my mom. I wanna get back at her a bit.” She remarked. “Give her a real scare.”

“What did you have in mind?” Toffee inquired, raising an eyebrow in the air.

Star grinned devilishly.

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...Queen Moon paced back and forth in the living room, hands behind her back, and frowning deeply. It had been hours since Star had gone out, and she hadn’t come back. Now the faint-blue-haired queen was becoming quite nervous and fearful, afraid she’d really done some damage to her and her daughter’s relationship. Moon Butterfly stopped in front of the painting of her, her daughter and her husband, staring up at Star’s face, feeling deep, immense guilt wash over her in thick, immense waves.

She shouldn’t have yelled. She shouldn’t have lost her temper. If something terrible had happened to Star, and the last thing she ever told her was a baleful, rather condescending rant, Moon could never forgive herself. How could she make this right? How could she fix this?

Then a knock came at the door. Moon turned, frowning deeply as Eclipsa sauntered into the room, smiling cheekily and waving her gloved, slender hands in the air. “How are you, Moon my dear?” She asked in her British accent, a large video camera tripod set up under her arm as she nonchalantly put it up to record the spot right where Moon was standing. “I think this spot would be perfect. It’s got a great cinematic flair to it. What do you think? Is that a good shot?” She inquired, Moon rolling her eyes and heading for the back of the video camera, examining the shot on display.

“Yes, yes, it quite nicely fits the painting and the floor in front of it into one good, clear frame. What exactly are you using this for?” Moon inquired, turning to look at Eclipsa, with a raised eyebrow as Eclipsa steepled her fingers, sighing.

“Well, you see, Star’s decided...she’s had enough. And she wanted to really go out with a bang. She wanted something big and cinematic and attention-getting before she cut herself off from you.”

“She’s leaving?” Moon asked, mouth agape. “She’s just...is she going back to Earth?”

“Noooot exactly.” Eclipsa trailed off. “And I’m very sorry, but…”

KA-THWACK! She gave Moon a swift strike to the back of the neck, Moon feeling a paralytic wave surging through her body as Eclipsa lifted her up and placed her into a nearby chair. She turned Moon Butterfly so she was facing what the camera was filming and began tying Moon firmly TO said chair, making sure her head was held up so she could watch it all as Toffee nonchalantly strolled into the room with Star right by his side, the two going on the other side of the camera. Now standing underneath the painting of the current royal family, Star nodded at Eclipsa as she turned the camera on.

“It’s streaming now?”

“We’re on Live, this is being sent out across the Internet, my dear!” Eclipsa said, giving Star a thumb’s up from behind the camera, Moon’s eyes bulging wide as Star cleared her breath, and then spoke.

“I want to address all within the Mewni kingdom. I want to show all of you how...devoted I am to making things right between our two races. We Mewmans haven’t treated monsters fairly, and though today’s verdict with Eclipsa is a good first step, we can do more. And to honor that thought, I want to give something special to the Mewni monsters. And I thought there can’t be any greater gift...than myself.” Star said, spreading her arms wide and bowing her head. “Toffee’s very kindly to accept this on monsterkind’s behalf. I hope this will help begin to bridge the gap between our races. Goodbye, mom.” She said. “Goodbye dad. Marco...Tom...take care.”

With that, she gave a graceful curtsy, and turned to Toffee, who cracked his claws experimentally, and then playfully twiddled them in a faintly mocking way. “Oooh, won’t this be fun?” He laughed.

And before Moon could fully register what was happening, Toffee’s jaws spread to impossibly wide levels as she was lifted up, and he forced her daughter’s head into his waiting, hungry maw. Moon could do nothing but watch as her daughter remained limp and helpless, and Toffee began to swallow her down, giving the first in a long line of big, loud GA-GULPS! Star Butterfly’s head was taken into Toffee’s throat, which expanded heavily as she slid on in.

Toffee couldn’t help but groan in delight, his tongue licking and slurping over her face. She wasted so sweet and creamy, it had been AGES since he ate Mewman meat, and they’d still stayed as delicious as ever. His clawed hands felt over her frame, reaching down to her rump, and easing more of her into his hungry jaws. Now he’d guzzled her up to her chest, and he could slurp over it, continuing to savor his delightful, willing meal all as Moon now gaped and gasped, still paralyzed and helpless, unable to do nothing but watch.

Watch as Toffee devoured her daughter.

Such delicious meat! It was so divinely sweet and juicy! Toffee couldn’t resist, he adored indulging, and he gave another big, hearty swallow, Star’s head sinking through a tight, fleshy ring to fall down into his waiting belly. The belly gurgled and moaned, eager to welcome her in as Toffee took in a deep, long, powerful GLAU-GUUURRGGGLLH of a gulp, sucking down all her stomach and now reaching Star’s behind! Then with another big, hearty swallow in the princess went.

With a bit of hungry slurping, he began to guzzle down her legs, slurping down her feet. Licking his lips free of her flavor he let out a deep, happy gasp as he rubbed and patted over his big, bulging, bloated, Star-filled stomach. “Mmmm. I have to say, I give this meal...Four stars?” He remarked wryly with a deep laugh as he patted over the spot where Star’s head was, and belched in delight.

Moon gaped at all this, her body quivering and shaking, finally breaking free of the paralysis…

And flopping onto the floor, openly weeping, covering her face with her hands. She seemed to openly weep for a long time, Toffee and Eclipsa staring at her as they walked over to where she was, turning the camera on her.

“I imagine you must feel very guilty over the last words you said to her.” Toffee remarked, Moon glaring balefully up at him, gripping the floor with vitriol in every word, staring at his fat, tubby tummy with pure rage.

“First my mother, now my daughter?! You...you!” She began to snarl. “I’m...I’m going to...I’m going to turn you into a pair of SHOES!”

“Your daughter is fine.” Toffee said.

Moon gaped. Her mouth fell open as Eclipsa nodded, and patted over Toffee’s immense, bloated gut.

“This was all HER idea. She wanted to really give you a scare and teach you a lesson. She felt you needed to be more considerate of how she felt, and to be grateful that you have such a compassionate, forgiving daughter who’d be willing to overlook how monsters treated your family in the past if it meant moving forward into a better future. So we’re going to release her right after Toffee and I get a nice wine.”

Moon stared, hearing Star’s voice ring out from inside the gut, the livestream recording everything.

“It’s okay, Mom. I’ll be out in half an hour. We can talk later.”

“...I...I don’t…” Moon began to say, and Eclipsa saw that her face was now...disturbingly white. Toffee looked in surprise at her face, as she quivered and shook. “...STAR, I…” She began to yell before she let out an exasperated, infuriated, baleful groan and whipped about, barreling for her room, Star realizing, perhaps too late...that Moon might not have taken the “practical joke” she’d just pulled well...

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…Moon and River had locked themselves in their bedroom. Star had banged on the door over and over, but every time she tried to listen to hear them, all the muttering and crying and angry yelling from within got silent. Star knew that her parents were angrily talking to each other, and talking about HER, without a doubt.

She tried to knock again.

“Star...what you’ve done...is probably the most insensitive, inexcusable, unforgivable thing you’ve ever done to me.” Moon’s voice came from just beyond the door as Star cringed a bit, feeling as though she’d been punched in the gut.

“I just...I thought-”

“You WEREN’T thinking! You never think! You never stop to consider the consequences of your actions! You just do whatever pops into your head! You just rush forward, headstrong, not thinking about how what you do affects EVERYONE ELSE!” Moon angrily roared back. “And how often has that almost gotten you killed?! How often has what you’ve done almost ruined everything?! I really thought that by now, you would have matured, but sometimes it's as if you think everything will just work itself out for you just because you’re YOU! And to do what you did today?”

“Mom, I...I…” Star began to stammer.

“I always knew you could be thoughtless! I knew you could be selfish! I knew you could be brash and stupid! But I never, EVER thought you were MEAN!” Moon finally cried out. “I...I don’t want to talk to you right now, Star!”

And with that, Star heard her mother slam her fist against the door, and the blonde-haired princess flinched, trying to fight back tears, and barreling off down the hall. Maybe...MAYBE Marco and Tom would understand, so she went to Marco’s room in the palace, giving a knock, hearing Tom muttering to Marco from inside.

“What’re we going to say? What CAN we say, man?”

“I dunno, I’m just so pissed she did this, I…”

KNOCK-KNOCK!

“Hello? Marco? Tom?”

Silence. Absolute silence. Star nervously knocked on the door again. “Guys, c’mon? I really wanna talk to you-”

“Star, we...we don’t want to talk to you right now!” Marco yelled out from inside, his voice painted and hoarse as she realized he’d been crying. “What you did was...it was really scummy, okay?! I thought you were actually going to die! And to do all that just to give your mom a scare is...I mean...it’s NOT COOL, STAR!”

“Yeah, that’s not really cool, Star. It was really awful of you to do that.” Tom said from inside. “I’m sorry, but...that kind of stuff was diabolical. The sort of thing I’D do back when I was a butthole of evilness.”

“I...I was just…”

“Star, just...just GO AWAY, alright?! I can’t look at you right now!” Marco yelled out from inside his room, as Star quietly sighed, and hung her head, shaking it back and forth as she made her way to the rose garden, soft moonlight bathing down on the roses below. She had her hands stuffed into her pants pockets, and she shook her head back and forth, biting her lip.

She couldn’t stop thinking about what her mother had said. She could feel the deep despair and sadness digging its claws deep into her, and she was struggling to fight her tears back. She couldn’t stop thinking about it, and she couldn’t help but think that maybe, just maybe, her mother and Marco and Tom were right…

She sighed and covered her face in one hand, trying to suppress the sobs when, suddenly, she noticed that someone was sitting in a corner of the rose garden, looking up at the moon, sitting in the shade of a large tree. A someone who was faintly familiar and-

Oh my Lord. Her eyes bulged out as she stared at none other than Lord Waffles Cuddlemore Butterfly, and she quickly raced up to him, tapping his large and hairy back. “Sir? A-Are you alright?” She nervously asked, as Waffles turned around, wiping his eyes on his arm.

“I-I should ask you that.” He mumbled out. “You don’t look much better than I, little girl.” He grumbled as Star sat next to him and he deeply sighed. “I only just returned to this land today. I’d been banished from the Mewni Kingdom centuries ago, and was banished to a dimension made entirely of shrimp.”

“That doesn’t sound so bad.” Star offered.

“I’m allergic to shellfish.” He grumbled. “I had to claw my way out of that and into a dimension made entirely of cheeses, then through ANOTHER realm where seahorses grew into the dominant species, then another filled with giant snakes, and I spent two decades stuck in a large anaconda’s stomach, barely staying alive…” He trailed off. “...only to come back and find Eclipsa is gone.” He murmured. “I had held on to life in the hopes of finding her, only to be told by other monsters upon coming back to this realm that she’d been sealed away in crystal. I held on just to see her face again, and now…”

He covered his face. “Now I can’t even see her.” He whispered, his voice hoarse and pained. “She was my soulmate. She was my best friend. My...my everything. And she’s gone.”

“Well...she WAS sealed in crystal, yes…” Star said nervously, seeing him on the verge of breaking down and crying again. “But I do have some good news.” She offered. “Your kind aren’t going to be segregated anymore. I’m the Princess of Mewni and I’m trying to fix relations between our race.”

“...I’m sure Eclipsa would have loved that.” Waffles quietly remarked, sniffling a bit as Star turned, seeing someone entering the rose garden and she rose up, chuckling.

“Well...you can ask her yourself.” Star remarked, Waffles gasping as he heard a voice ring out…

“Waffles? My darling little tiger, is that you?”

Waffles whipped around, seeing Eclipsa running towards him across the rose garden. His four eyes wide, he embraced her deeply, the two spiralling around under the light of the moon, lavishing each other with deep, sloppy kisses as Star beamed at this, overwhelmed by this joyous sight.

“I searched for you for so long! Oh, Eclipsa, thank goodness you’re here!”

“You can thank Star for that, she helped me get off the charges that were laid against me. And now that the law will be changed towards monsters, we can truly be together!” Eclipsa added with a deep kiss to his cheeks and nose and lips as Star wiped some tears of joy from her eyes on her arm.

Stuff like this? This was why she did what she did. And moments like this truly made everything she endured all worthwhile.