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I Summon the All-Seeing Eye	By : all_possible_worlds Category: +S through Z > Star vs. The Forces of Evil Views: 29523 -:- Recommendations : 2 -:- Currently Reading : 1
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Chapter List
- 7
- 8
- 9
Chapter 8: You Set the Snakes Loose
Continuity stardate: This chapter takes place two nights after the SvtFoE episode "Just Friends" (S02E20b). The story has now begun to diverge from the SvtFoE season 2 mainline with stakes both personal and cosmic.

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"Space unicooorn... Soaring through the stars... Delivering the rainbooows all around the wooorld!"
Star felt her heavy eyelids stubbornly refuse to open even as the song labored to jolt her awake. She was only vaguely aware of Marco jumping up behind her, rushing to get out of her bed, scrambling around the messy room searching for his phone. She felt really groggy, and a peek out of her window told her it was the middle of the night. "Marco?"
He didn't reply, and the ringtone stopped before he could find the blasted device. Star felt herself begin to fall asleep again, as she heard Marco rummaging through his discarded pants.
"Star! Wake up!!" he yelled at her, in an unnerved tone. "Get dressed! We need to go, now!"
The princess did not understand what the fuss was about, but if it had her bestie this worried, it must indeed be important. She forced herself awake and reached around for her wand, just in time to see Marco smash head first against the pink shimmering bubble that still surrounded the middle of her bedroom.
"Star!" he complained. "Take it down, quickly! The scissors are in my room!"
She didn't even ask, not before she dismissed both of her spells, dropping down her sound-proof shield as well as the lock on the door. But as Marco darted towards the now unlocked entrance, she begun to feel something was indeed horribly wrong, and she did not want to be left in the dark about it. "Marco! What's happening?"
He tossed her his phone as he ran out of her room. She unlocked it. Two missed calls, four text messages, all from Jackie.
MARCO, STAR, HELP!!
AT JANNA'S
ZOMBIES!!?? BIG SNAKE!
NOT A DUCKING JOKE!!
Shit! Jackie was in danger! Janna too. Never mind half the stuff in those messages did not add up, they would figure it out when they got there. Star summoned herself an outfit, no time to dress the old fashioned way, or otherwise get ready. Just as she did, she saw Marco come back into her room, practically bashing the door in, pulling another red hoodie over himself and holding the dimensional scissors on his right hand.
"Star, sorry for yelling..."
"Marco! No-time-for-unnecessary-apologies. Open that portal!"
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The tear in the fabric of space happened to open up to Janna's front yard. The place was unrecognizable. The grass was burned down to a black amorphous waste all around them and a fiery chasm had opened in the ground in front of the door. Beside the crack on the earth lay a broken wooden box. Star recognized it immediately as Tom's underworld elevator. She saw the demon who usually lifted it up, Tom's pet gargoyle, fighting for its life a few meters away. Around the fiend were six or seven rotting corpses, risen from the ground and walking, each body surrounded by a shadowy purple halo. The shambling bodies were covered in ornate jewelry and decayed rags of what millennia ago might have been fine clothing. One of the undead creatures was bitting into the demon's shoulder.
"Ky-yaaa!" Marco shouted, and with a kick sent the offending zombie's head flying into the air, separating it cleanly from its torso.
"Mega Narwhal Blast!" Star followed soon after, throwing four others back, slamming them into the ground so strongly their limbs fell apart from their decaying bodies. Normally she would have made a comment to Marco about the score but, until they found their friends, it was no time for jokes. "You! What is going on, and how is it Tom's fault?" she asked the demon.
A pillar of flame spiraled out of the fissure in the ground and the aforementioned prince of the underworld came flying with it, propelling himself up by shotting flames from both his hands, eyes glowing bright red. He landed in front of his slave and blasted the remaining two corpses attacking it, one with each of his outstretched hands. After he finished, he turned off the flames, his eyes went back to normal at the same time. "Hey! Why would this be my fault?!"
"Zombies, demons, chasms to hell," Marco enumerated with a sarcastic tint to his voice. "It could be anyone, really! Now, where is my girlfriend, Tom?"
"Uh," Tom looked at the boy, then at Star. He huffed annoyed. "Right there, I guess?"
"My other girlfriend, Tom!" Marco shouted. "I mean Jackie!"
Wait, had Marco just called her his girlfriend? Had Tom? Star dismissed the wonderful, scary, and confusing emotions the word was bringing up from inside her. She tried to focus on the situation at hand.
"Tom, explain now what the literal hell is going on here, or I am going to blast you so hard you'll leave a whole new crater on the way down!" She had no patience for Tom, or for how weirdly guilty seeing him now was making her feel, much less when her friends were in danger!
"Fine.... Starship," he almost spat the pet name. It suddenly sounded to her almost like he meant it as an insult. "Your friend... I mean Janna, not the other one... took something from me, and apparently she made a mess with it. She, or someone else, called the elevator up, but I am afraid whatever they did was already too far along. In fact, if we don't hurry, this royal morons are going to be the least of our problems... Also, 'my other girlfriend', what the hell Marco? You fucking pig!"
"Look who is talking!" yelled Star, before Marco could stammer in embarrassment or take the bait. Despite taking the split-second to shut up Tom, she still took the information in stride. She moved quickly. Before she had even finished speaking, she was blasting down Janna's door and jumping over the precipice. They had to be in there somewhere. The hordes of zombies that came pouring out of the living-room told the princess she was likely right. "Flesh Eating Moths Hurricane!"
Between her wand and Tom's pyromancy, they made quick work clearing the place. Hopefully they weren't too late.
"Jackie!" Marco shouted. A distant muffled cry came from the second floor, and the boy rushed up the stairs, kicking and punching shambling cadavers along the way. Star rushed behind him, blasting the remaining zombies with rainbow punches and terrifyingly fierce woodland creatures. Tom flew up behind her, surprisingly also in a hurry.
"So, what exactly are we looking at?" Star asked.
"Well, if we are early enough, it should be a black funerary urn. Give it to me and I can stop this in just a sec," Tom observed, calmly.
"And if we are not early enough?" Star retorted.
"Then, let me guess: we are going to see a huge phantom snake?" Marco asked, from farther ahead.
"Well, yes, something like that..." Tom confirmed. "How do you know?... wait, nah, don't answer that, I can guess too..."
The two of them joined Marco inside Janna's room. The second thing they noticed was that the roof was missing now. The third thing they noticed was the candles and the blurred circle and pentagram drawn on the floor, broken apart by cracks on the wood beneath them. However, the very first they noticed, was, of course, the snake. The shadowy semi-translucent shape of a gigantic cobra, coiled around the bodies of Jackie and Janna. It was half as thick as they were tall and long enough to probably reach the houses on the other side of the street if fully stretched. Blood red eyes glowed sinisterly against the night sky as it turned to regard the three new arrivals. It opened its mouth to show two huge ivory-white fangs.
"Marco!" Jackie shouted.
"Star!" Janna followed.
At least they seemed relatively unharmed.
"WHO DARES DISTURB MIDRA'APEP, DEMI-GOD OF TORMENT, SPAWN OF THE INFINITE CHAOS, THE BEAST OF THE MAUSOLEUM OF STONE KNIVES, HE WHO COMMANDS TEN THOUSAND DEAD KINGS?!" The snake spoke in an ominous tone. "KNOW THAT THIS WORLD IS NOW MINE, I CLAIM IT AS MY DOMAIN, FROM NOW UNTIL ALL FLAMES IN HEAVEN GO DARK!"
"Oh, great," Tom muttered, more annoyed than afraid. After throwing an exasperated look Janna's way, he began speaking back at the cobra in a commanding tone. "Midra'Apep, I, Tom Lucitor, command you to withdraw. I invoke my right of reign and domain..."
"YOU HAVE NO DOMAIN IN THIS DIMENSION, PRINCE TOM, AND THUS NO RIGHT TO COMMAND ME!" It spoke back. "I HAVE CLAIMED DOMAIN, I COMMAND YOU TO WITHDRAW!"
"I am afraid that doesn't work for me, either," Tom responded, taking a single step forward. "I reject your domain, by the way, it was improperly claimed. Which means," his eyes glowed burning red and his voice became deeper and echoing, "that we are doing this the hard way!"
"Oh, I can't believe I am agreeing with Tom, but," Star's face took a scarily fierce look, "The hard way sounds great right about now! First... let go of my boyfriend's girlfriend! Warnicorn Stampede!!"
A herd of terrifying one-horned horses came charging out of thin air. The shadowy serpent's tail shook violently and swiped horizontally like a titanic whip, meeting the entire stampede head on, throwing warnicorns flying into the air. Tom and Marco took the opportunity to jump ahead, avoiding the viper's tail. When they reached the coil that held the two girls, Tom pressed his claws against the serpent's translucent mass and blasted it with a fiery shock-wave. It twitched involuntarily, long enough for Marco to pull Jackie free and jump away. Without the extra body between the coils, Janna simply fell, right into Tom's arms.
"Woah, my hero," Jackie said in a half-joking tone, sounding surprisingly calm under the circumstances. Star saw her smile broadly at Marco as he carried her away from the monstrosity.
"Hey, Tom, funny story..." Janna spoke to the demon prince as if they knew each other. He groaned in response.
Star realized this was her chance to get a clear shot. The warnicorns had barely done any damage, and she figured a laser cannon might not help too much this time either, but she had recently learned something that seemed to work pretty well against demons. She focused her anger into the wand, letting it produce a blast of emerald and shadow, a wordless spell of dark magic.
The ray came out thin and feeble, it hit Midra'Apep without effect, bouncing off of its shadowy scales. The demi-god seemed slightly more solid, more corporeal, now. It laughed thunderously at Star.
Tom groaned and glared at Marco. "Let me guess, you two just slept together and now she is not angry or frustrated anymore?"
Jackie and Janna looked at both her and the human boy. Jackie seemed a bit embarrassed but smiled faintly. Janna had an almost deranged expression of glee, and gave them thumbs up when Tom was looking elsewhere.
"Fortunately," Tom continued. "I am having absolutely no problem being angry right now!"
He was glaring at Janna, still in his arms, as he spoke. She barely had time to get back on her feet as he let go of her and began muttering something in a strange guttural language. Chains of flame and lightning sprung up from his claws, wrapping the giant snake's body. He began to float up, into the night, dragging the monstrous demi-god with him, breaking down one of the room's walls as he pulled it out into the yard, and then down towards the chasm in the ground. In the last minute, however, Midra'Apep began floating up, of its own power, opposing Tom's pull.
The two seemed evenly matched in their tug of war. Star tried to help her ex-boyfriend, ineffectively. Her narwhal blasts seemed to bounce against the snake abomination, and her dark magic blasts kept coming out too puny to make the slightest difference.
"Marco..." Tom spoke, voice strained by the effort of holding down the chains on the monster "... kiss Jackie! Don't ask why, just do it!"
"Eh..." Marco answered surprised.
Jackie, however, still in his arms, quickly took his cheek in her hand and pulled him down for a kiss. Star looked at that and felt a pang in her stomach. Ok, she got what Tom was trying to do, but seriously, couldn't he have found a more discreet way? Given their conversation earlier in the day, Star didn't really want Jackie figuring out that it still bothered her when the human girl and Marco kissed. It really wasn't fair that it did, especially given that Jackie was willing to go out of her way to share Marco with her. Summoning all of her annoyance at both Tom and herself, as well as her jealousy, she tried blasting the serpent again. This time she managed a solid bolt of dark magic, but still nothing like what she had done to Tom two nights ago. The shadow snake flinched in pain, but held its ground. Or its air, as the case may be.
"FOOLS! EVERY SECOND I SPEND IN THIS WORLD, I GROW STRONGER!" The demi-god shouted. It proceeded to affirm its boast by flying up a bit higher, dragging Tom up into the air this time around.
The demon prince looked at Star, and she could see he was unsure about something. He closed his eyes briefly and, when he opened them again, his regretful sad look was replaced by a bright red iris-less glare of fury and determination.
"Dammit, Star!" Tom shouted. "So now it turns out you don't even mind Marco wrapping tongues with his side girl? Or, really, his main girl?! Since you are the side-dish, from what I have heard so far. Which, by the way, seriously, Star? That's kinda pathetic..." He pulled himself back down until his feet made contact with the ground again, muscles tense and arms trembling with the effort, ruby eyes glowing brighter than any other light around them. "Speaking of pathetic, you realize you and all your friends are now going to be in deep shit for basically all eternity, just because Marco gave you a happy, right? Hell, wish you were back to being a mopey snappy bitch and seeking your comfort in the streets like a common fucking wh..."
"Shut up!" Star shouted at him. She felt a cold sensation spread through her body. Her cheekmarks shone emerald, her wand as well. "Tom, I understand what you are trying to do and, to be absolutely fucking fair, it is working. But damn it if you are not truly the biggest asshole in all of hell!!"
A thick twisting blast of green and black energy emerged forth from the front of her wand, carrying all of her frustration and hate for Tom. Star called upon her memories of that awful night two days ago and her annoyance at his current comments, as well as the fact that she now would have to explain what the demon had just said to Marco and Jackie (and, well, to Janna too, probably)! The powerful beam hit Midra'Apep straight in its open mouth, blasting the serpentine leviathan down into the depths of hell, where Tom reeled it in. The demon prince made a gesture with his hand, and the crack sealed itself after him. His gargoyle and the lift were already nowhere to be found either.
"Wait, what the down there was he on about?" Marco asked, looking at Star confused. She felt a weight inside her stomach. "And why did he want Jackie and I to kiss? ... Not that I am complaining," he clarified, looking down at the skateboarder girl, who smiled back at him.
"I... he... emh..." Star did so not want to talk about any of that right now, or, well, ever. "Hold that thought, Marco. Janna? Jackie? First, are you two alright? Second, what was going on here before we arrived?!"
"I am fine. As for the second question... Star, it is a bit of a long story... maybe we should get back downstairs first, make sure Jackie is alright too... get you all some tea?" Janna looked around. "Oh, and I really need to figure out how to explain to my parents what happened to the house when they get back... on the one hand, they will never believe the truth... on the other, not sure how they will even explain me doing any of this..."
While Janna was pondering the pro's and con's of supernatural home devastation, Jackie finally spoke. "I am fine too, a bit shaken, perhaps," she admitted, not sounding shaken in the least, for the standards of what she had just experienced. "But I have a question. Well, like a million questions, really. But, one in particular: how come you all seem to be on first name basis with a purple horned demon from hell?"
"Ex-boyfriend," Star explained.
"We went out last night," Janna added, getting an incredulous look from both Jackie and Star.
"Wait, so all of you have dated not only a demon, but that particular demon?" Jackie pressed on.
"Demon prince," Janna corrected her, proudly.
"Not all of us!" Marco protested, just as quickly.
"Well," Jackie pondered it for a second. "That would be kinda hot, actually."
"Yeah..." Star agreed, absentmindedly.
"I said it first," Janna pointed out.
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"Here," Janna handed Star a cup of tea, before turning toward the other sofa to offer the remaining two to Marco and Jackie, who were sitting together. She ventured a sideways glance at Star. If the princess was bothered by that display, it did not show. "Well, glad at least the kitchen is still mostly there. No gas leaks either, I think." Tom would have probably set those off if that were the case, she reasoned.
"So, ok, Janna, I get the part where you went out with Tom... sort of... and I am going to assume I can't talk you out of that one, but I am going to need you to explain the snake thing!" Star began the interrogation. Janna had sort of expected it to be Marco, but the boy seemed too busy looking at his other girlfriend and trying to reassure her. Jackie did not look like she needed reassurance, but she was also not complaining, the troublemaker girl noted.
"Well, Star, so Tom was telling me yesterday about this magical urn that brought dead kings back to life," she said truthfully. "It sounded pretty interesting, so, after the date, I decided to borrow it..."
"Steal it," Marco corrected, rolling his eyes.
"Whatever you want to call it, Safe Kid," Janna grumbled. "Anyways, it sounded fun. He said nothing about giant snakes or anything like that. So, well, I looked the thing up online and, again nothing about snakes, or any real specifics, but there are some general rituals you can do to unlock an unknown magical object. It kind of needed two people, so I called Jackie over too."
"Pro-tip, dudes: unlocking rituals are long, choral, majorly weird and vaguely homo-erotic," Jackie commented, causing both Janna and Marco to blush. Star threw the skateboarder girl a strange, somewhat worried, look. Jackie shook her head.
"Honestly, I would have tried getting Star for it," Janna spoke. Jackie raised an eyebrow. Star shuffled uneasily. "Not like that! I just mean it would have been safer with her around. But honestly I was expecting it to not work at all, like most of my stuff, or at most to get us a ghost inside the summoning circle. We had Tom's bell on stand-by and everything, just in case. I was not counting on dark, long and megalomaniacal showing up!"
"Janna, honestly, even I know to not go around poking at Tom's random hell crap," Star admonished her. "But whatever, next time let me and Marco know, ok? First, it looks like you two were in over your heads with this. Second, some of it was honestly kind of exciting! At least once we knew you two were safe..." The princess smiled at her and punched up in the air with her wand.
Janna was glad Star was in a good mood, after all. She had been worried her friend would take a much dimmer view of her activities, specially after they had called her and Marco in the middle of the night, and after all the stuff Tom had ranted about just a few moments ago. But Star's happy go lucky demeanor seemed to be back as the default, after months of relative absence. Janna was about to ask herself what had gotten into the princess, but then quickly glanced at Marco, chuckling at her own involuntary and unspoken joke.
"Actually, Jackie, just, could you never scare me like that again, please?" Marco spoke out of the blue, suddenly sounding very serious. He was staring at Jackie in the eyes and holding her tightly. Star glanced discretely away, but not discretely enough for Janna not to notice.
"Marco," Jackie began, looking back at him, thoughtfully and sadly. "Well, I kinda didn't know what Janna had in mind at first. I suppose I could have refused to go along with it once she mentioned magic rituals, but it didn't seem that bad at the time. I will probably be a bit more careful with this sort of stuff in the future, but well... no. I mean, my answer is that I cannot promise never to scare you again. What can I say, sometimes I want a little danger in my life! Aww, don't make that face, Marco. You do this kind of thing all the time, with Star. Hell, based on what you have told me, you spent sixteen years in another dimension, risking your life every single day, and I never even knew! Could you promise me then that you will never again put yourself at risk?"
They all stood there, speechless. Even Janna or Star had nothing to add. The witch wannabe had been about to reassure Marco that she would not involve his girlfriend on something like this again, but now saying that seemed unfair to Jackie.
Eventually, Marco sighed in defeat. "Ok, Jackie, that's all true. I can't promise that either. How about this: can you promise to at least try to let me know when you are going to do something this dangerous again? That way we can at least be there for each other."
"Sure... if you are willing to promise the same?" Jackie countered, with an excited twinkle in her eye.
Marco looked at Star, as if asking for confirmation.
"Oh... eh... Of course!" the princess eventually beamed back at the both of them, still seeming a bit unsure but trying to appear decided. "I think I kinda already promised Jackie she was invited to go on adventures with us, after all..."
Janna could tell Star's heart was not in those words. The problem was, if she could tell, so could the other two. Marco knew Star better than anyone, and Jackie was actually fairly perceptive as a rule. A long uncomfortable silence descended over the four of them. She was saved from having to do anything about that, however, by a 'whossh' sound erupting outside, followed by the ringing of her doorbell.
Janna stood up and, carefully, peeked through the peephole. On the other side, the purple demon looked impatient, his hair messed up and shirt half shredded, presumably from the fight with the snake demi-god.
"Hey, Tom, glad to see you back," the dark haired girl spoke quickly, in an ambiguously apologetic tone. "Please, come in! Can I offer you some tea?"
"No," he replied simply. "I just wanted to make sure you all," he looked at Janna, then at Star, "were doing ok."
"Pfft," Star huffed. Her good mood suddenly again dissipated. "We are fine, Tom. By the way, thanks for the peptalk earlier, real classy stuff!"
The demon's initially neutral expression turned into an angry glare in response. "Well, thanks for not leaving me to finish the fight on my own... oh, wait, that's exactly what you all did!" Tom retorted, eyes glowing and flames spewing out of him. Jackie looked around nervously, Marco just rolled his eyes and mouthed silently: 'drama queen'.
"Figured you got things under control. I threw him square inside your dominion or whatever the word is," Star served back.
"Domain! And I did have it under control," Tom replied, with contained annoyance.
"Then? What was the problem?!" Star shouted, with open irritation.
"They really did use to date, didn't they?" Jackie joked at Marco, finally getting a bit more at ease with the whole demon prince situation.
"Well, yeah," Star admitted, glancing back at them. Then, nervously, she added, "A long time ago, though!"
"Oh, sure," Tom smirked viciously, stepping towards the princess. He spoke in a mocking, sarcastic tone. "Long long ago. You know... water under the bridge?"
Star tensed in response to those words, her hand gripping her wand hard enough that her knuckles were starting to turn white. Her back was to Marco and Jackie, but Janna could see half of the horrified expression she wore. The troublemaker girl was not sure exactly how the dots connected, but she knew that was her cue to intervene, before Star blasted her ex or he let out any information the other teens would regret hearing.
"Tom," she began, looking at the floor. "I... I am sorry about the urn, I didn't know what would happen." That was true, as far as it went. "Thanks so much for saving me..." Ok, she was maybe overdoing it just a tiny bit.
She moved towards him, placing herself between the demon and Star, touching a hand up to his left cheek and winking at him. "It is just, after last night, I needed a way to make sure I would see you again. I thought taking the urn with me would ensure you showed up. I wasn't planning on using it at first. I am so glad you did come back," she ranted, perhaps a bit melodramatically. That said, that was two truths and one lie, so she was at least statistically honest.
"Oh, really?" he asked. Tom's smile became broader and only slightly less sinister. Clearly he was catching on but, Janna observed, he also seemed genuinely pleased. "Didn't figure I made that much of an impression." He was smirking, at herself and at a probably disconcerted Star behind her. Good. "Next time just ask for a second date. I'd rather you not release imprisoned demi-gods every time... seriously, Janna, most people would have earned an eternity of torment for just the one!"
Janna grinned mischievously at him. "Well, I am already going to be grounded for fifty years at least for what happened to the house. But how about you 'torment' me for the night?" she purred. "After all, I just learned today you are pretty handy with chains!"
Unable to resist it, Janna sneaked a peek back at the other three. Star and Marco were both making a face, though Star's disgust seemed a bit exaggerated, and perhaps mixed with something else, if you asked the dark haired girl. Jackie just played it cool and sipped her tea.
"Oh, is that truly what you want?" Tom teased, with a pleased smile. "Fine. I have my own reasons to not want you grounded, and I am pretty sure my servants and I can get most of this mess sorted out before your parents show up. In exchange, I shall personally punish you for your thievery..." he added gleefully, and a shiver ran between Janna's legs.
Jackie calmly put her cup on the table. "Well, I think that's the cue for the three of us to leave. Marco? Star?"
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Well, that had been a truly strange day, thought Star to herself. No, not the fifty feet snake or the undead hordes. That was well within the range of a normal Sunday for her. But, Janna dating Tom? And, had he been, sort of, worse than his usual self? Sure, he had needed her pissed off for the fight, maybe. But he didn't even think of apologizing after, he just kept sniping at her! And had Janna taken his side? Also, what was that about chains? Were Janna and Tom now going to... she didn't want to even think of that, she told herself, unconvincingly.
"Well, Jackie, I guess we should walk you home now," Marco interrupted the princess thoughts. "Actually, I can walk you home. Star, thanks so much, for everything. I understand if you'd rather go back to sleep now, sorry for dragging you into this." He offered her the scissors.
Oh, right, that was the other weird thing that had happened today. She and Marco had become lovers, at the very least. Star blushed.
"Awww, Marco, no need to apologize. I drag you into stuff like this all the time!" she pointed out. Then a thought crossed her mind. There was one other very weird thing about this day that Star felt she needed to address, sooner rather than later. She took a deep breath. "Actually, you should go back to sleep! I will take Jackie back to her place. I can always sleep in class!" She smiled.
"Star, that's not..." Marco began admonishing.
"Yeah, yeah, you know it will happen either way," she stopped him. "Besides, I kinda want to talk to Jackie. You know, girl stuff?"
Jackie raised an eyebrow at her and smirked. Marco shuffled nervously. "Ah, Star... ok, sure. Jackie?"
"Sounds good to me!" the skateboarder girl replied. She leaned towards Marco and kissed him smack in the lips. Well, that made this even harder, but also, even more necessary, if you asked Star. The other blonde just seemed to look at Star expectantly. "Well, aren't you going to kiss him goodnight too?" she asked.
"I... ah... eh..." Star stammered.
Marco was red like a beet, but seeing Star's conflict, he walked towards her. "Star, we can always kiss later, in private, if this is being too much on the spot. For now... hugs?"
"Hugs!" Star laughed and hugged Marco. Then, feeling his now familiar arms around her, she changed her mind. What the hell! She tilted her head upwards and kissed him softly.
"Whoa, go Diaz!" Jackie chuckled.
Star felt super embarrassed, but she didn't feel Jackie had meant anything bad by her comment. Eventually, Marco separated from her too and, after asking if they were sure and shooting them both an apprehensive look, opened a portal back to his bedroom and disappeared through it.
"So, what's up, Star?" Jackie asked immediately. "Going to trade racy stories about our boy Marco?"
"What? No, Jackie..." Star begun, confused and flustered.
"Please, don't even try to tell me you don't have any this time!" the other girl continued nonchalantly, amused even. "I knew you two were back from doing it the moment he barged in through the door, his hair always gets messy in a weird way after it. Sorry if we interrupted, by the way! But, well, it was kinda life or death..."
"No! Jackie, stop!" Star shouted frustrated. The human blinked at her and looked back, hurt. "I mean, yeah... we kinda... well... we did..." Oh God! Why was she telling Jackie that?! Well, I mean, that was obvious, but still, to come out and say it that way, to her, was weird. "I just, I just wanted to talk about other stuff..."
"Oh," Jackie stopped on her tracks, stood there in silence for a moment and turned back to face Star. "Sorry. What do you want to talk about?"
"I... well... why are you so alright with this? With me and Marco, I mean," Star asked. It took effort to get each word out.
"Are you not alright with it, Star? No, wait, you asked me a question, I should answer first," Jackie took her hand to her chin, pondering. "I am not always alright with it. Sometimes I am scared that Marco will decide that he likes you much more than he likes me, or that you two will want to be a normal couple after all and shut me out of it. But, on the other hand, I see that you make him happy, and that he makes you happy, and I wouldn't feel right stopping you two from making each other happy."
"And it doesn't bother you, when... if I make him happy, at all?" Star pressed.
"No," Jackie replied, almost too simply. "Not really. It never has, not with Marco, not with the boys I have been interested in before. It is not for lack of caring about him, I mean, I think I am in love with him, at least as much as you are. It is actually the other way around: because I care about him, when you make him happy, it mostly just makes me happy too. I guess I am just wired that way? I dunno, I already told you, I think I am weird..."
"Jackie, you are weird-awesome!" Star said, a bit too forcefully. "The thing is, what happens if I am not? If I can't be awesome about it like you are? If sometimes I worry or fret when Marco is happy with you? If I get jealous or feel selfish? If sometimes I feel like I am in a competition with you, that for me to win you would have to lose? If... I guess, if I am a horrible person?"
"Star, I think that's all just you being normal..." Star blinked. There was a first for everything, and certainly that was it for her name and that particular adjective. "But, well, I doubt very much you are a horrible person, or even that selfish, really. I mean, if you were, why are you telling me this? If you wanted to, I dunno, steal Marco from me, then the last thing you should probably be doing is telling me, right?"
"No, no, no, I don't want to do that!" Star answered, horrified. Then she remembered her glee at the advantage her magic connection with Marco could give her, and felt even more awful. "Ok, sometimes, a small part of me wants that. But I could never do that to Marco, or to you. I'd rather go back to how things were before than hurt you two, or abuse your trust... that's why I wanted to tell you how I feel, guess to... warn you? I dunno... not that I want to change things now, but..." She wasn't sure what she expected the human girl to do with the information, actually.
"Star... would it help if I told you how I felt this afternoon? When I was with Janna, knowing you and Marco were probably doing it? I am not asking you to feel the way I feel about this sort of thing, just to understand, and maybe, if you can come at it from my point of view, it will help you feel less bad when the situation is reversed." Jackie spoke and Star nodded. "Basically, I got reminded of the times I have seen you and Marco interact, how he looks at you, the stories he has told me about you, how he can't really stop talking about you. I imagined him having a good time, being happy with you, and, usually, when I know he is being happy, I feel happy too. Let me put it this way, if he called you and told you he was having really good ice-cream, and you knew you couldn't be there to have ice-cream with him or you didn't like ice-cream, would you be annoyed that he was enjoying ice-cream without you or just glad he was having a good day?"
"Who doesn't like ice-cream?! Also, Jackie, I don't think that's quite the same..." But Star wasn't sure she could quite pinpoint why exactly it wasn't.
"Maybe not. I guess I don't know how to explain it, then. I just don't necessarily connect him being happy with you or liking you with him not liking me... except..." Jackie went a bit somber for a moment. "I guess there was a time it bothered me. Friday, actually, when he said your name when we were having sex. Today doesn't bother me, or yesterday. If he is alone with you, it doesn't bother me, but it did bother me when he was with me... and maybe thinking of you..."
"He said my name?" Star tried processing the information. That had been the night with Tom, hadn't it? When she had seen Marco and Jackie, and she had called Marco's name. Had that really happened? Had she been seeing them through her bond with Marco? Had he seen her back? Was that why he had said her name and nothing else? Had he seen her... with Tom?
"He didn't tell you?" Jackie asked, interrupting Star's train of thought. "Oh, sorry, I shouldn't have brought that up with you before he did, Star, nevermind that."
"Jackie," Star finally was putting the pieces together. "I, I don't think that was because he was thinking about me..." she begun, but the words died in her mouth as the next realization hit her. "Wait! Was that why you two fought and why you told him to ask me out?!"
Jackie stared back in silence, then nodded. "It was when I knew for a fact that he liked you too, Star."
But, but Jackie has said that had been something that bothered her. So why ask Marco to get closer to her? It didn't make any sense! But for all the sense it didn't make, it had made Star happy last night and earlier that day, and it had made Marco happy, and it seemed to make Jackie mostly happy. So, perhaps there was something to the other girl's way of thinking that Star was just not seeing.
Either way, neither of them seemed to be able to find their words for the rest of the walk back to Jackie's place.
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"So, Janna, how much of that was putting an act for Star, how much putting an act for me, and how much was real?" Tom asked, darkly. His demeanor seeming a lot less friendly with her after the others departed. "You know I can coax the truth from you eventually, so this would be the time to come clean..."
"Mmmm," she made a show of thinking it out. She saw no point in making things too easy for the demon prince. "What if I prefer it for you to coax the truth from me, after all?"
"Fine," Tom sighed. His lip curved to the left and he opened his mouth slightly to show off a single sharp fang in an unnerving smirk. "Let's do this the hard way, then, seems like that is the order of the day. After all, you asked to be punished, didn't you?"
She did, of course. But Janna hoped Tom had gotten that she meant fun sexy punishment and not, well, literal torture. Right now, given the way he looked at her, hollow eyes smoldering dark red, it was not clear that he understood her intent, or cared. He lifted a hand and snapped his fingers. Two pillars of flame emerged to the thieving girl's sides, gracing her arms. The fire hurt and burned, but much less than she would have expected it to, more like an excessively hot shower than flesh charring blazes. When the flames stopped, there where two heavy chains going from the floor of Janna's living room to a pair of shackles on her wrists. She looked down to see an identical pair holding her legs.
"I want you to understand, Janna, that stealing that urn was incredibly stupid, and that attempting to use it without knowing anything about it was beyond idiotic..." he said, advancing towards her.
He lowered his hands and the chains slid downwards through the floor and backwards along the surface, forcing Janna on her knees and bending her arms towards her back in an uncomfortable position. He extended his left index then and pushed the tip of his claw into Janna's forehead, until it drew a single drop of blood. Tom licked his finger, murmuring something in a language she couldn't understand.
"Do you understand the kind of trouble you could have been in if Star and I had gotten here even minutes later?"
"Yes."
"Did you understand it before you took the urn?"
"No."
Tom seemed to hesitate at her response, clearly it was not what he expected to hear. "Would you have taken it anyways, had you known?"
"No."
"That's a LIE!" he growled. Eyes glowing fiercely, fire burning around him. Janna felt the shackles tighten and pull even further back, stretching her arms in a very painful manner. She felt afraid. For the first time since they had done it, she felt genuinely scared of the demon prince.
"Fine," she spat. "I would have taken it anyways, but I would have probably not unlocked it if I knew what was inside!"
He seemed surprised again. But he raised a hand and the chains gave out just a little bit, easing her pain back into a more bearable level of discomfort. "Why would you have still taken it then?!"
"I told you," Janna said, looking to the side, as annoyed at him as she was afraid. "Because I wanted to make sure I'd see you again. Didn't think the bell would necessarily be enough..."
She felt a powerful grip around her chin, as Tom forcefully turned her face back to look into his hollow burning eyes. But when she looked back, she saw the eyes were back to normal and Tom had a confused but calm expression. "That... that wasn't a lie..."
He leaned forward, pressed his lips against her and kissed her. Despite the chains and the awkward position, Janna found herself reciprocating the kiss. Fiery passion flowed between the two of them as they welcomed and fought each other in the space between their mouths. Eventually, Tom pulled himself back up, smiling downwards at her.
"I believe, you still deserve to be... punished, some more," he winked at her. "But if you want it to stop, feel free to say so."
She most certainly did not, especially now that she knew for sure she was in no real danger. Or, at least, she had reason to hope that was the case. "Oh, believe me, there is still a lot of punishment you have left to do here, Tommy-boy! Besides, aren't you like, reading my mind now or something?" The way he seemed to know which of her words were true and which weren't was suspicious, to put it mildly.
"Not exactly. I can mostly just tell when you are lying for now." he explained. Well, that was interesting, Janna thought to herself.
"Fine. I hate you!"
"Lie!" Tom shouted and slapped Janna's cheek with the back of his right hand. Hard. Probably not as hard as he could, demon and all, but hard enough to send a confusingly exciting jolt of pain through her face.
"That did not turn me on!" she protested, on purpose, trying to keep a straight face.
"That... is a lie," Tom replied, grinning. "You are a freak."
"Well," she paused, "that is not a lie..."
Tom hit her again, on the other side, and at the same time she felt the chains tense behind her. The pain shot through her face and her arms at the same time. Janna felt herself getting wet. She knew Tom was truly phenomenally dangerous, that he could hurt her for real if he wanted, that he had the temper and he had cause. For some reason, that made Janna giddy inside. But also, the hottest part, truly, was the he was controlling himself, hurting her only as much as she could handle. Perhaps, less than what she could really handle.
Tom grabbed at the collar of her dark green t-shirt. He pulled down, using his claws to rip it open, letting her chest free without undoing the chains. He stared at her exposed breasts for a while, as if deciding what to do with them. Then he lowered both hands and began softly twisting her nipples. Janna felt the urge to squirm, but she could barely turn around given the way the chains pulled her back, pushing her exposed chest forward. Tom twisted and pulled for what felt like hours. Eventually she could not take it anymore.
"Tom, I want your cock!" she shouted. It was like a line out of a porno, but surely that would make him switch tracks.
"That... wasn't a lie."
The demon raised an eyebrow and removed his pants. He walked over to Janna, until his purple member was right in front of her face, firm and pointing towards her. She had to stretch her neck to even begin to wrap her lips around the tip. But, as soon as she did, Tom trusted forward violently, pushing against her throat. She tried taking his dick deep, but he thrashed around, making her gag, seemingly more interested in keeping punishing her than on making her job easier. She felt herself reduced to sloppily fighting the intrusions with her tongue as Tom carelessly fucked her face.
Suddenly, she felt claws pinching both nipples. Janna yelled in pain and surprise, only to find that the demon took the opportunity to ram his cock deep down her throat. She felt nauseous, and found it hard to breathe. But as suddenly as it had entered her, Tom pulled back, taking his prick out of her mouth entirely. That's when Janna noticed the chains were gone. How long ago had Tom made them vanish?
"Crawl on your knees!" Tom commanded her, and she was only too eager to obey.
Janna felt a claw rip her underwear off. Then a pair of probing fingers pushing inside her wet folds. Moments after, she felt Tom's hands on her shoulders and his hard erection poking at her entrance. She thrust herself back at him before Tom had a chance to surprise her again. They moved each of their own volition, slamming violently against each other, mating like animals in her family living room's floor.
She felt her own climax building up, and moaned loudly. She felt Tom's hand forcefully slap her ass, causing her to contract around his cock, increasing the pressure and friction. Then a second slap came, and then a third, and soon it became part of their discordant rhythm together.
"I hate you!"
"That was a lie."
"I think you are a jerk!"
"... Lie."
"I only want power and magic from you!"
"... Lie."
"I want you, Tom!"
"..."
He grunted. She moaned. They came together and felt to the floor, exhausted. Janna felt bruised, and sore all over, but strangely satisfied.
They almost fell asleep like that, until she realized there was still an issue they needed to address. Two issues, really, but first things first. "So, Tom... about getting the house back in one piece..."
He groaned, tiredly. "Oh, right, sure." He began getting dressed, and she followed suit. "Janna, I can have demons guide every pebble of rubble, every splinter of wood, back to where it belongs. But I am going to need you to give me permission to see your surface thoughts, and I am going to need you to remember how everything looked before, room by room and wall by wall, until we have this whole thing fixed. I can't make plants grow, but you can always blame the garden on a car driving over it or something..."
"Do you need my permission to read my thoughts?"
"Usually, yes."
"And it will only be what I am thinking about, right this instant?"
"Yup, nothing but surface thoughts."
She thought it for a while. Well, it couldn't be any worse that what she had already revealed, could it? She shrugged her shoulders. "Sure. Go ahead!"
"Ok, good," Tom stopped, his eyes going wide. "Janna, you perv!"
"Sorry," she said with a smile. That was a lie, which he of course knew. But she focused on the house from then on.
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Note: Well, and that is the first chapter that truly merits adding a BDSM tag on *this* site too. Next chapter should end Part I, and also give you all some more fluffy smut from our other main coupe(s?) :)
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