(Rascal x Reader) Strange

Update +part 9?

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So I will try to work on this story
*IF I CAN*,
but it might not have the same affect as the other chapters. I wrote this when I was really into the show, (glitter force) but now, over a year later, I don't watch it anymore, plus I wouldn't consider myself in the fandom anymore....idk. I also want to *inform* you that I am still in school (*big surprise*) and I that I am a busy person irl. AND I'm not that into writing anymore....or reading. Well-I still am, I LOVE writing-but I just don't I it that often anymore... lol
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I know that pretty much no writer h as ever said this, but I recommend to stop reading this-well-just DON'T wait for it. I'm sorry this sounds really bad, but I probably won't update this that much, for the reasons above and that I *might* be editing another old story and ***might*-*might*** just post it if it turns out well. But besides that, I really would recommend not focusing on this (I mean, tbh I don't think this is the main story you guys are focusing on, but still) and instead just forget about this story. At least until/if I update it. If I update this, I update this, but if not- then it's no big deal.

Welp, yeh that should be it.

(Also from this point on I'm just going from my memory of the show/story. So this is probably going to chaos from here)

But since I told myself I'd do it-here's part 9. Hope I can re-create the magic again (bad quality apology)
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//After Rascal got back to the shadow realm/////
\\\Rascal's POV\\\

'Ugh-now I have to prepare for the glitter girl dance thingey-whatever. I'll just have Brutus steal a suit or something for me..' I thought to myself as I plop onto the dark blue couch.

/////Y/N's POV now since I'm bad quality/////

I strut inside my house, once again empty, which was the usual....but mom should have been home today. "Mom?" I called out just in case. No answer. Shivers went down my spine. It was normal for me to be alone, but today was the one day mom PROMISED she'd be here. Today was the day I'd get ready for the Halloween dance, and mom always loves these types of getting-ready-for-the-dance things. I didn't really want to go any further inside as the darkened living room seemed to be staring at me. This doesn't feel right.... I thought to myself, trying to fully take in the once-familiar surroundings. Oh. Suddenly my face dropped in annoyance. "Rascal is that you?" I stood in my the kata position I felt the most safe in.
(Fun fact about the author! She's currently taking traditional karate, but for some goodness darn reason she cannot remember what her stances/positions are, and is too lazy to look them up! :D)

I stood there, ready to fight in combat (idk I literally just started karate don't kill me I'm new to this stuff) once again, no response or movement. Just silence. '~~Ooooooook, I'm calling Kelsey and getting out of here~~'

(I'm so sorry)