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Arranged Marriage	By : ShadowProc213 Category: +S through Z > Star vs. The Forces of Evil Views: 18985 -:- Recommendations : 2 -:- Currently Reading : 1
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5:31 AM (Exactly where we left off the last chapter.)

Marco tapped someone on the shoulder, and she got up, looking him in his eyes. "Why are you waking me up first? Shouldn't you be waking up Star first?" She asked.

"Today is going to be the single most dangerous day in Star's life, full of every kind of potential invasion and assassination," Marco explained. "And we're not going to let her run headlong into it."

"You're going to keep her here? Away from her wedding?" The girl asked. "What does Star think of that plan?"

Star woke up from one of the couches. She slipped on her skirt, put on her horned headband and looked at this other girl. "You've been trying to act like me, to look like me, for as long as you've known me." Picking up her wand, "It's about time someone recognized you for all that effort."

"What are you both talking about?" She demanded. "I'm not some great impersonator, just some wacky fangirl!"

"Give Star a minute to fix the last detail." Marco insisted.

Star touched her wand to the side of Starfan's head. "Crystal sight purification!" As Starfan's eyes glowed, she removed her glasses. "You two should head out."

"Star is right." Marco agreed, now much more fully dressed. "We need to get to Mewni." He took Starfan's hand. "What do you say? Want to be treated like a princess for a day?"

"Oh, Marco, you're just saying that because you're afraid of your one true love getting assassinated." Starfan smiled nervously at him.

"Rainbow sparkle teleportation!" Star proclaimed, and both Marco and Starfan vanished from the room.

"Most girls would be super jealous when their fiancee took a different girl to the wedding." Said someone in the room.

"Shut up, Pony Head." Star shot.

"Shut up? I didn't say nothin'." Pony Head spat back.

"Oh, sorry, I'm used to you saying that, not..." Star looked around, "Janna?" Receiving a nod from everyone. "Right, well, he's leaving me here all day with my favorite girls." She smiled at all of them.

"Shouldn't you be tired after everything we did last night?" Jackie asked. Before she could even continue with her question, Star was already on top of her, kissing her just like before.

"I'll stop if you're tired," Star offered, "Otherwise, there's no reason for us not to keep going," She smiled at Jackie.

"I get the feeling that they're gonna dig into that bag of toys you two brought." Pony Head whined.

"Not just us." Star corrected. "The bag is way over there. We're gonna need some help to get those toys rammed up our where-the-Sun-don't-shine." Star laughed at her own irreverence.

8:00 AM, Wedding Day, Mewni

Marco was being covered in shimmering red armor, all of the plates being bolted to one another. Scowling through gritted teeth as more of the bulky plates were being stacked atop his shoulders, he glanced sideways at the queen of Mewni.

"You look a lot angrier than usual." Moon leered at him. "Is it because I'm making you marry my daughter?"

"No." He answered, "It's because, in the effort to protect your daughter, she is presently thousands of miles away." He stepped away from the armorers, "And this suit is very stiff. And itchy."

"It's only as stiff, or itchy, as the blood of its previous wearer," Moon explained, taking out a handkerchief and wiping some of the dried blood off of the armor joints. "If my daughter is so far away, then who is that delightful young lady being given her wedding dress? And what is that stick she's holding?"

"A body double, holding a fake wand," Marco explained. "The real Star has the real wand."

"And you're sure you didn't devise this elaborate plan just to kiss someone besides my daughter at the wedding?" Moon accused.

"If you think one little chaste kiss is worth worrying about, you should see how your daughter is spending the day." Marco smiled. "Now, I need to get to that cathedral... where is it?"

Moon placed the spell gun into one of the hollows of the red armor. "You might need this. For now--" she grabbed her soon to be son in law by the shoulder, "Lunar teleportation!"

The two of them both physically manifested in a church with very high ceilings, though those ceilings were somewhat negated by the very tall creatures. Giants, dragons, even sentient dinosaurs, and angels filled so many of the pews. Queen Moon and Marco both marched up to the front of the church. There was a very old looking bishop in what Marco couldn't help thinking of as a 'silly hat'. Sure, it may have had some purpose or tradition here in Mewni, but it looked like the man was wearing a ruffled cube on his head.

Marco could already feel the hair standing up on the back of his neck. This was almost definitely going to be the kind of place where someone would attack the royal family. His eyes were darting around, and chewing his lip, just barely keeping from grinding his teeth. "Why do I let your family constantly talk me into this kind of insanity?" He demanded, eyes still forward, but the question clearly directed at Moon. When a young woman, the spitting image of Star Butterfly herself, walked through the cathedral archway, all of that worry vanished. Even if it wasn't really Star, she struck a close enough resemblance to remind Marco exactly why he was standing here. "Nevermind. I remember why." He smiled. After all, not too much longer now, and he'd be able to be with Star.

Starfan stood to face Marco. 'Just one kiss?' She mouthed, waiting for Marco to read her lips.

'Just one. Unless you wanted to stick around.' Marco mouthed back.

"...And the King may kiss the Queen." Said the bishop standing in front of them both. Then he addressed the entire cathedral. "Are there any objections?" And was met with a chorus of silence.

After the requisite wedding reception, Marco and Starfan were left to their own devices. "Okay," Marco suggested. "Everything is all set up for us." He slipped right out of the shiny red armor and started cutting the wedding dress off of Starfan with some scissors... which created a dimensional rift along wherever he cut the dress.

"How did you get out of the armor so easily?" Starfan asked. "I thought you said it was really hard to move--" She was cut off as Marco pulled her through the rift. The two of them fell from mid air, right on top of a delightfully naked pile of girls back in Star and Marco's penthouse. Shortly after, another Marco walked in through a separate rift, holding a camera.

"Got everything on film, by which I mean digital recording, for the people that care about remembering the big flashy wedding." The second Marco explained, pulling a computer chip out of the camera. "Already e-mailed a copy to my parents, here's a copy for the fake me in the equation." He announced, handing over the chip to the duplicate of himself, who transformed into Tom and handed back his spell gun.

"As requested, I acted as your decoy in this delightful charade." Tom reminded. "That means you guys are gonna let me come to the real wedding." The demon smirked his evil sneer at them. "As for my dear Star-in-appearance-only, would Ms. Thirteen like to come with me for a hot date in hell?" Tom asked with a bow.

"Ooh! I get to keep the guy I married?" Thirteen asked, clinging onto Tom's bluish-purple bicep. "I'm just glad you turned out hotter than Marco..." She started running her fingers through Tom's hair. "So soft... so red... do I get to touch your horns?" She asked.

"Yes, you do. I also have tentacles..." Tom trailed off, his smile spreading big. "Marco, call me when you guys are having the real wedding. I'm gonna be defiling this human girl." He put an arm around Thirteen's waist, and they both disappeared.

"So, I wasn't the only one with a decoy?" Star asked, winking at her fiancee.

"Nope. Thought someone might try to kill me to prevent an interspecies, inter-class marriage among the Mewnian royalty. Tom's immortality would have been useful, but apparently, security did its job." Marco explained. "As for right now, you ladies should get dressed and we can head to Mewni." He instructed, and all of these women dressed themselves back up. Marco unsheathed his scissors, snipping open a rift in the air.

While it took just a moment for all of the girls to follow Marco and Star through the portal, that same portal spat them out in yet another pile in the Mewnian castle hallways.

One of the royal advisors stopped as this pile of post-adolescents tumbled out in front of him. "Let's see..." Star began. "Jackie, Janna, Marco, Pony Head, and I." She looked up at the advisor, struggling to stand on both feet. "Where is our new room, Lord Varen?" She asked him.

"Third floor, fourth room on the left," Varen answered. "Fifth and sixth rooms for those... guests." He added, motioning to Janna and Jackie, turning his nose up at both of the girls. While he couldn't see it, Janna. The entire group was dressed mostly the same way that they were dressed at school and slipped right into that fourth room they'd been directed toward.

Star locked the ornate golden door behind her. "What are we going to do with those other two rooms?" She asked everyone.

"Rest assured, we'll think of something plenty fun to hide away in there," Jackie smirked, spanking her girlfriend on the fanny. "How are we going to move everything from our old rooms to the new ones?"

Princess Pony Head answered by sticking out her tongue, displaying a pair of dimensional scissors.

"As always, Pony Head is exactly the sneaky mare that I need!" Star beamed, hugging Princess Pony Head. "Let's go get the stuff from each girl's house, and bring it all to the other two rooms."

Jackie was the first to speak up. "Well, we can fit all of mine and Janna's stuff in one room, and Pony Head could actually stay in that sixth room." It took the five of them about three hours to move everything, though that was made quicker by the fact that the four of them with hands were relatively strong and very used to coordinating together. Without that practice, it probably would have taken all day.

12:00 Noon, Wedding Day, Royal Bedchamber

Star tossed herself onto the bed, spreading her arms out wide. "The seamstress downstairs already has my measurements, but we still need to get all three of you properly measured. It's a real nightmare, trust me."

"Fine, but what are you guys gonna be doing while we're getting dressed?" Janna asked. "Ugh. Just the thought of wearing a dress makes me all itchy."

"That's fair." Marco thought aloud and started scribbling something on a notepad. "Hand the seamstresses this." He tore off the page and handed it to Janna.

"This literally looks like gibberish," Janna observed, her face getting all befuddled.

"Trust me. In the meantime, Star and I have an important errand to run." He announced, pulling the dimensional scissors out of the holster on his belt. Cutting a portal in the air, and taking Star's hand. "You ready to take a big leap?"

"You know just how to ask." She jumped into his arms and poked the tip of his nose. "Let's go." They both jumped in, and the portal closed behind them.

About 2:00 PM, Hallway outside of the Royal Bedchamber

"Have you given any thought to... children?" Star asked.

"Around here, the Queen wields the wand, and the wand wields the laws." Marco reminded as they walked up to their own door. They were holding hands, and one of the guards coughed in disapproval. "Excuse me?"

Star pulled her hand away from Marco's, holding them both in a prayer stance in front of her.

"I'm still a little lost. Why did that just happen?" Marco asked.

"M'Lord, it is forbidden to make emotional displays in the castle hallways." One of the guards answered.

"Neat. How forbidden?" Marco asked, then thought a bit better. "I mean, who created that law?"

"And that law supersedes the King and Queen?" He asked, and was met with a shrug from both guards. "What's the definition of an emotional display?"

"The church defines displays as hand holding, kissing, hugging, or tickling." One of the passing priests defined for everyone.

"Thank you, but doesn't that leave a pretty big loophole?" Marco asked.

"It doesn't leave a loophole that we care about." The priest said as he walked away.

"You heard him." Marco agreed, looking over at how embarrassed Star was. He leaned in, "They don't care if we..." then whispered the important part, "...in the halls."

"But we're not supposed to--" Star caught on just in time. She turned to face the stone wall, pulling her skirt the whole way up her torso, and her leggings far enough down to show off her ass. Marco, being eager to moisten Star up, started spanking the fleshy cheeks of her butt, the light ripples from each slap making the leggings drop their way down her thighs, until they landed at her ankles, leaving a dripping pussy on display for everyone in the hall.

Marco took hold of Star's hips, sliding his own pants down and sliding deep inside of the beautiful blonde. The guards were all biting their lips, too nervous to intervene, except for one. "Sir, could you please take that into your personal chamber?" He asked.

Star was the first to reply, gasping out the words in between Marco's thrusts. "I thought that this wasn't against the rules?" Star teased her royal guards.

"It's not against the rules for you two to do that." The guard explained, still staring at the wall ahead of him. "But it is against the rules for us to see you doing it. Moon and River were very clear about what we're not supposed to watch."

"Well if you don't watch, then how are we supposed to show off?" Star asked. "New rule! If you don't watch the King and Queen consummating, then..." She slipped away from Marco for a moment. "Ding!" Star smiled as she walked over to one of the guards, dropping to her knees. "You'd better be participating!" She pulled down his pants, taking his cock in her mouth.

Marco wiped himself off, pulling up his pants and walking into their chamber. "Star, I know you're having fun, but there really are some things we need to discuss. Come in as soon as you're done. Okay, dear?" He asked, and she just gave a thumbs up, her mouth still full of flesh.
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