Bad boy Marco groaned. Why did the prissy princess have to land on him!? Oh~! The pain! Star stood up and went to look around. Huh? She could've sworn she made a hole to another dimension! Well, she IS a little rusty at dimension summoning. The place hardly looked any different!

They were in a similar backyard with not much change. At that moment, she realized that she failed the bet. Marco's body ached as he stood. But, a smirk replaced his face as soon as he saw no changes. "Ooh~! So, where's this other dimension? Don't tell me you failed ANOTHER spell!"

He feigned surprise. Star frowned. She had lost yet again. "Well! This looks like MY win, Starshine. Sorry- not sorry! I am just so awesome. You just can't outsmart a bad boy! I predicted this happening from the day I-" But, bad boy got cut off by a foot to his face. Led by a yell, "HI~YAAAAAH!"

The bad boy Marco wasn't able to avoid the attack and he stumbled to the ground. Princess Star gasped as she took her wand and held it close. The latino troublemaker yelled pain. First his head and his stomach. Now, his face!?

What did he ever do to the world to deserve all this? "Hold on! SYRUP SHOCKWAVE!" Another voice called. This tone seem familiar. Yet, unknown. Who owns those battle yells and incantations? Somehow, they can't spit the names.

But, they weren't given a chance to, anyways. Rebellious, Marco tried to escape the super sticky syrup that binds a certain Princess and him to the pavement. But, he failed.

Where did all of these syrup come from? "Take that, clone selves! How DARE you two copy us!" Second voice told. "I think we should be more careful, Star. They're too easy to beat. Maybe they're just traps!" Bad boy Marco squirmed.

Now he knows to whom those voices belong! "It's another me!?" The Star trapped with him gasped as she saw their- rather odd- duplicates. What a nightmare! Another Marco! As if one troublemaker isn't enough for her! But, this new Marco seems rather well dressed in white battle wear.

Unlike the Marco she knew of. He who wears his hairstyle gelled upwards into place. "Oh, Marco! Double me spoke!" The weirdly dressed Star squealed. "Look. We've got NINE minutes 'til I'm late for my karate class! Whatever that old Ludo made you two for- can wait! Star, you get my bike! In times like these, I'll ride the giant invisible goats!"

The other nice dressed Marco told as he climbed a car. "It sounds like a plan! Ooh~! Let's take our duplicates!" Other Star suggested. The neat Marco on top of the car, slipped. He fell on top of said invisible goat. "Wait! WHAT!? Why!?"

He exclaimed, cautiously. "I wanna know what's really on. I mean, Ludo isn't the type to use magical items when it's about capturing us. I don't think they are just any doubles, Mar~co!" The Star from this dimension teased his name.

Resident safe kid Marco sighed. "Oh, fine~! But, you're all going to have to stay outside the classroom. My Sensei's not there just to take any chit-chat noises. I am a red-belt, now. Can't take any low precautions!" He warned.

"Yeah. Yeah. Yeah." This merry Star complied. She placed the duplicates stuck together on a blue blanket. The other and more reckless Marco just sighed in relief. Luckily, the blanket wasn't pink. This careful Marco carried the roll of quarreling doubles on the invisible goat. (Which the other Marco can't believe.) And they went off.

When they reached karate class, the cheery Star took the captive doubles on an outside waiting bench that she had magically summoned. This time, a reckless Marco has no such luck. It's pink. "HAIIIIII~YAH!!" They heard their other Marco karate chopping the poor stack of thick boards and punching bag from the inside. But, this oddly styled Star's attention didn't waver from her double's roll.

"Okay. Talk! Who are you guys? And why do you look like me and Marco?" She asked the tangled duo. "I'm MARCO DIAZ! How can you not know the resident bad boy of this blasted Echo Creek!?" The latino troublemaker yelled. The reckless Star had her eyes widened in surprise. No way!