Knock… Knock… Knock… Knock

Janna knocked and stood patiently at the door of the Diaz household. Her hands stuffed deep in her jean pockets. She abandoned her normal chartreuse dress in favor of staying warm this autumn. She wore blue sweater that was tight around her chest, but had long sleeves that piled up on her wrists. The door opened quickly. Mr Diaz stood in the doorway wearing a wide grin that quickly went away.

"Honey, Is that Star at the door!?" Mrs. Diaz called from inside the house.

"No, Mi amor… Es solo Janna..." Mr Diaz stated with a saddened expression.

"Sheesh, Nice to feel welcome." Janna stated with a sarcastic tone.

Janna entered the house and began moving toward the stairs. Mr Diaz sighed, closing the door behind her. Her rather rude intrusions had become common place over the years and were not questioned.

"What is it you're looking for this time, Janna?" Mrs. Diaz asked.

"Not looking for anything… just checking something out… It's a magic thing." Janna stated, as if 'magic thing' justified her entering their home unannounced.

Janna pulled up her sleeve and looked at her watch as she made her way up the stairs.

"Right on time… " Janna smirked.

"Janna wait!"

Janna stopped. She turned and leaned over the railing.

"Have you heard from Star?... We haven't seen or talked to her since the incident… We were hoping that maybe she… Had some magic cure for Marco."

Mrs. Diaz nodded her head in agreeance. Janna paused for a moment.

"I'm sorry Mr. and Mrs. Diaz… That's just not how magic works… magic always comes with prices, catches, prerequisites, provisos and quid pro quos. Stuff like Philosopher's Stones, healing potions, elixirs and tonics all take a tremendous amount of magic to create. They may work for the moment, but will eventually take their toll, becoming poisonous to non Magi-Sapiens. We just don't have enough innate magic to handle crud like that. It's all about balance… equivalent exchange."

"Oh… H-How do you know for sure?" Mr Diaz asked, a pleading tone in his voice.

"It's my job to know."

"Why is this YOUR job. I want a second opinion!" Mr. Diaz held a frustrated tone.

"Why is this MY job? Because magic is everything to me!… Magic is my life… Everybody seems to have a purpose in this world, but mine isn't here… It's out there, in the world of magic. I knew magic was real way before Star got here, I could feel it all around me."

Janna spoke passionately. There was a certain fire in her tone that stuck with the Diazes.

"But nobody believed me. everybody told me I was crazy, told me to get my head out of the clouds, but I knew… That stories of spirits and fairies, and dark beasts were more than just stories, but actual documented accounts of real magical creatures, and nobody apologized when they found out I was right. Everybody… even Marco… laughed at me for years… but I chose to put my faith in the world of magic because in this world… nothing I do matters, nothing feels real here… but to Star I'm an invaluable asset to her and the world of magic, My opinions, and my feeling, the things I say, and the things I know, matter to her and make a real difference. It's MY job… because there is nobody more qualified than me. Star lets me use Mewni's magic library. I've read and studied most of it… There is no second opinion… Janna knows everything." Janna crossed her arms with a drops-the-mic attitude.

Saddened by the truth, Mr. and Mrs. Diaz both looked down. Janna turned to complete her journey up the stairs, but stopped again.

"Oh yeah. I almost forgot… Star wanted me to tell you that she's extremely sorry for not speaking to you guys. She's been extremely busy on Mewni, putting together a winter ball with her mom. She said she loves you guys and hopes Marco gets well soon."

Janna lied… Star never asked her to deliver such a message. It did manage to put a smile on their faces though.

"scoff. I guess some things I say do make a difference." Janna thought.

Janna perked up, almost forgetting the reason why she came here.

"Now if you'll excuse me, I'm running late"

The Diazes looked at each other in confusion of Janna's statement, but did not question her. Janna made her way down the hall like she had done so many times before. She stood outside Marco's door, watching her watch tick, waiting for just the right moment. When the second's hand ticked past 12 Janna pushed open the door with confidence in her eyes and her stature, catching Tom climbing into the room from the window.

"Busted." Janna said slyly.

"JANNA!"

Startled, Tom fell onto the bed. Janna stepped into the room and closed the door behind her, locking it.

"Move over!" Janna exclaimed with a whisper.

Janna pushed Tom to the foot of the bed while she laid near the headboard, resting her head on Marco's pillow. Tom was confused by her nonchalant behavior.

"H-How did you know I was gonna be here?"

"Psshh. When are you guy's gonna learn? Janna knows everything. You suck at trespassing by the way. It's like 6:00 PM. And did you just… park your flaming, hellbound, undead horse-drawn carriage down the street?"

Janna tried her hardest to hold her laugh in. Tom was furious.

"Don't laugh at me!"

"Woooah… Easy ya flamin zombie. Marco's parent are down stairs."

"Okay fine… and don't call me a zombie."

"HA! I'll call you whatever I want. You're in my domain, Lucitor. Now tell me what you're doing here."

"Psshh! Whatever. I'm not telling you squat. Just forget I was here."

Tom made a move for the window. Janna quickly kicked his hand away from the glass.

"Hey! Ow!"

"Lemme make this clear… No extra-dimensional creature warps onto my property and causes trouble without paying a fine… an you look pretty guilty to me, Thomas."

"What do you mean YOUR property? This is Marco's house.

"Haha! Think again."

Janna removed a folded piece of paper from her pocket.

"Take a look."

Janna threw the paper to Tom, and pulled out a lollipop, balling the wrapper up and throwing it at Tom as well Tom unfolded the paper, seeing it was in fact a map with a thick red line outlining a large area, and multiple individual points on the line marked in blue.

"What am I looking at here?"

Janna laughed, still resting her head on the pillow, looking up at the ceiling. She pulled her lollipop out of her mouth to speak.

"That's a map of Echo Creek"

"Okay?"

"Those blue dots are very powerful sigils I drew all around the border of Echo Creek. It took me about 4 days."

Tom's eyes opened wide, realizing what she had done and how much trouble he was really in.

"You should be familiar with this pattern."

"Y-You… you warded all of Echo Creek in just 4 days?"

Janna crawled closer to Tom on the bed, Tom backing away slowly until his hand met the end of the bed. Their faces almost touching.

"And do you know what that means?"

"B-By conventional magic standards you henceforth and forevermore claim ownership of Echo Creek and all it's resources."

Tom was honestly intimidated by her presence as she stared him down. She pierced his arrogance with her stare, humbling him in the presence of her own greatness, the one without fear of demons or monsters.

"But there's no magic on Earth. How'd you get it to work."

"With these!"

Janna pulled out Marco's dimensional scissors and pressed the blade against Tom's neck. Tom gulped, nearly falling of the bed.

"You see… every time a portal from another dimension opens up on Earth a little magic is given off. I simply nicked a tiny unnoticeable portal in the center of every hidden sigil, completing the magic bond and fueling the ward. So if I were to say 'trespassing is a crime punishable by death'- All the ward needs is direct verbal consent from my voice, stating my name and what I desire."

Tom gulped and flinched as she pulled the blade away from his neck quickly. Janna grabbed Tom by the strings of his hoodie, pulling him closer to her and choking him simultaneously. She released him, laying him down next to her on Marco's pillow.

"I want you where I can see you."

They faced each other. Tom tried to look away, but Janna pulled his eyes back onto her somehow. Janna squealed internally, a lifelong wish fulfilled, subduing a demon. She would be remiss to ignore the butterflies in her stomach, this being her first time in bed with a boy, even though It may not be in the context she imagined it's still a milestone to her.

"Now start talking." Janna whispered, still smiling.

"Well I… I" Tom stuttered, flustered.

"Giggles. I can see why Star likes you. Do you normally smell like steak?"

Tom sat up, infuriated, his eyes bright white.

"LISTEN HERE YOU LITTLE-" Tom began, whispering harshly.

Janna grabbed Tom by the horns, pulling him back down on the bed. She pinned his wrists against the bed and straddled him.

"Oh, you don't scare me Thomas… You're actually kinda cute when you're angry."

"Wha-What?…"

Janna leaned in close to Tom's ear.

"S'shame you're not one of those Demons with a tail. I'd totally let you choke me with it."

Tom's face turned bright red. Janna was saying and doing all the right things to get under Tom's skin, and she didn't even have to try hard. She moved away from his ear, grinding her hips slightly in the process. Tom winced.

"You… You would?"

Janna nodded her head with a smile, biting her lower lip.

"Totally~~" Janna replied.

Tom giggled nervously. Janna had gotten a little deeper into the role than she had planned. She had always been infatuated with the idea of being with a demon, but being so close to one drove her crazy.

"I'll tell you what… If you tell me why you're here… I'll give you a little kiss."

Tom's body began to give off heat at her statement.

"I… I dunno-" Tom began.

Janna release one of Tom's wrists and placed a finger on his lip, shushing him.

"It'll be our little secret… I won't tell Star…"

Janna removed her hold on his other wrist, but he did not move his arms. She firmly wrapped her hands around his horns.

"Be a good boy and I'll even give you a little Horn-Job. I know that's what you demons like" Janna said, fully committed to her words and her role.

Tom whined as Janna completely overpowers him, not with strength, but with authority and attitude, completely submitting Tom, grinding against his crotch slightly and teasing his horns. Janna could feel him swelling. She could tell he was very well endowed.

"Keep it together Janna. Do not sleep with Star's sexy sexy demon boyfriend." Janna thought.

"I… I… I think Star's lying to me about Marco."

"Oh crud… does he know about Marco's coma?" Janna wondered.

"He's been sick for a really long time and… things just aren't adding up. Star has been wearing his close and sleeping in his bed. She's sad like Marco was actually… dead. My guess is that he offed himself from embarrassment after Star found out he likes to dress up as a girl."

"I was wrong. This guy is an idiot."

Janna threw her head back in laughter, releasing Tom's horns.

"Wha… What's so funny?"

"That ridiculous story is. I'll give you an A for effort though."

"But… The dress…"

"Marco only wore that dress like, twice. I'm guessing you saw the box of panties too?"

"Yeah!"

"I bought those for him has a joke gift, but I'll admit. I'm not actually sure if he's worn any or not. And Marco would never off himself over something so dumb. And did you ever think maybe Star wears his clothes because they're just comfortable?"

"M-My clothes are comfortable… Why doesn't she were mine then."

"Maybe it's because all you ever wear are different shades of black and red. And putting holes in your jean went out of style like, 4 months ago on Mewni."

"W-Well if MArco isn't dead where is he? I came to give him a piece of my mind."

"He's, uuuh… In a different country receiving treatment for his sickness."

"Oh…"

"Yeah…"

"What does he have anyway, huh?"

"Oh… It's called… Retroviral Hyperplasia." Janna lied.

"Geez! That sounds awful."

"scoff. You have no idea."

Janna pulled the pair of dimensional scissors from her back pocket and cut a riff next to the bed.

"Where the heck did you get those anyway? Wait… Are those Marco's?!" Tom exclaimed, forgetting to whisper.

"They're mine until further notice, and now that you know the truth… get out of this dimension."

"Hey, wait! what about my Horny-J?" Tom inquired angrily, pointing to his head.

"Trust me… There is nothing I wanna do more than stroke those sexy horns of yours, but if I start at your horns… I won't end there, and I really don't need 'sucking off Princess Butterfly's boyfriend' on the list of life decisions I regret."

Tom swiftly turned Janna over, now straddling her, catching her by surprise. He stared into her eyes.

"Are you so sure you'd regret it."

Janna held her breath, blushing. She wrapped her legs around Tom's lower back and swiftly turned over, pushing them both off the bed and onto the floor. Janna once again on top, Tom furious.

"If it makes you feel any better… I meant what I said about you being cute. It's a shame though… The only thing keeping me from eating you up right now… is Star."

"Star can't handle another heartbreak right now… Not until Marco wakes up." Janna thought to herself.

Janna rose from the floor, helping Tom up with her.

"I came here in a carriage. I'm not just gonna leave it here"

"You should have thought about that when you decided to break into my friend's house."

"C'mon… My mom will get mad…"

"Mmmm… No." Janna pushed Tom into the portal.

It closed soon after. Janna spun the scissor around her finger before placing it in her pocket. She looked out the window at Tom's carriage.

"sigh… I, Janna Ordonia, declare that Tom's carriage be returned, so he doesn't get in trouble."

A portal opened up on the street, swallowing Tom's carriage. Janna hopped back into Marco's bed, finishing her lollipop. Unbeknownst to Tom Janna drew a sigil at the base of his left horn while she was holding on.

"Hurry up and wake up Marco and be with Star... So I can have that demi-demon all to myself." Janna said with a sly smile."

She draped her hand over the edge of the bed and felt something odd. She looked over the edge to see a piece od stripped fabric sticking . out from under the mattress. She reached down and pulled it out, immediately blushing. It was the pantie that Star gave Marco.

"Woah!... hehe... I don't think anybody'll notice if I take you home with me." Janna said the the garment, immediately knowing it was Star's from the very faint remnant of her scent. in the fabric. Janna rose from the bed, stuffing the pantie in her pocket and making her way out the room and down the stairs.