Glitching to Fix Time {Poor Execution, Rewrite occurring in diff book}

Book 6 Update

"It's a great choice." Ray smiled. "I can't wait to show you guys my home. First we have to go to Pizza Master, best slice in town. And there's a Pac-Man machine in the back we can play while the pizza's cooking. Then we have to go to Video Village. I can't tell you how much of my allowance I spent there." Ray grinned.

"So you're always this positive, even when you're dead?" Zari asked him.

"Pretty much, yeah." Ray replied with a shrug of his shoulder.

"This isn't the first time an iteration of one of our younger selves has been threatened." Clarity replied. "I think we might have gotten a little desensitized to it. Don't worry, Zari. Everything's completely under control."

"How can you pretend like everything's okay?" Zari wondered as she looked at Clarity. "Do you ever drop the damned front? Don't tell me not to worry. Lose the little miss starshine act already. If there's a problem, I want to know about it. Stop looking at me like the older you does to the little kids back at Jannah."

"Front?" Clarity asked in confusion. "You think I'm being fake?"

"Faker than whatever fur that sweater's made out of." Zari gestured to the hot pink sweater she'd placed on some clear glass table. "I might be new here, but you don't need to flash a smile like this is some magical adventure to some far off candy land to try to get me to agree to be a part of your team. Your friends dying, his younger self is dead, and your acting like your excited about playing dress up, when this stuff," Zari took the barrette Clarity had put in her hair and tossed it to the floor. "Doesn't even matter."

"It matters to me a great deal actually. Saying it out loud, it does sound pretty frivolous I guess. But I am excited about my clothes, and seeing another era. Potentially having a fun time in the 80's. That's all true, and Yes, okay your right, I am also worried about Ray. I'm just not dwelling on it and letting it ruin our time. I haven't been on a legends mission to the past in ages, I've missed it, so best enjoy it. Something tells me you might too. There's no reason we can't save Ray and have fun doing it."

"I'm not pretending either. I believe it." Ray spoke up adding in his own two cents. Clarity looked at him in thanks. "I found that if I can trust in myself, I can believe everything's okay, and it usually is."

"Besides what good would worrying even really do right now? Nothing. There's already so much hate and darkness and negativity in the world. What's the harm with trying to spread some good in it instead?" Clarity asked her thumbs in her jean skirt pockets.

"It's called positive thinking." Ray smiled. "Give it a shot."

"It's easy," Clarity agreed with a smile of her own.

"Are they for real?" Zari looked to Jax, and Jax could only nod. Eyebrows raised lips pressed together in a thin smile that could only mean Yup. Pretty much.

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"It's scary normal. Maybe young Ray died of boredom." Sara remarked parked in front of Ray's younger house. The team all gathered out front.

"No, something's up. Something's wrong." Ray denied. "Look, maybe it was the candy. Maybe I overdosed on high-fructose corn syrup and food coloring."

"Or maybe your killer aborted when we showed up." Sara countered. "Let's get back to the ship and check the historical record."

"No, Clarity you really haven't sensed anything? No one's in there with me?"

"No one. I don't sense anyone but your brother." Clarity denied.

"What? My brother? No, no it's October. My parents split up a few months ago. Our parents they, they made us choose. I picked my mom, I couldn't leave her alone. My brother Sydney, he went with my dad. I don't remember him coming home." Ray shook his head struggling to remember his youth. But this had been a particularly hard time for him. "Give me a minute."