Every Shadow Needs a Little Light

I: What kind of start is this?

Every shadow needs a little light

Glitter Force

Ulric x reader

Info - Reader is Emily’s older sister, a high school student who's next to the middle school.
(I have no idea where the buildings are located in the show, so just roll with it for the sake of the story. I didn't want to make the reader a teacher's aid for later on in the story. Ulric looks like a grown ass man, so making readers Emily’s age is a big no for me, so roll with this.)

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(Your point of view)

You wake up to the sound of your alarm clock buzzing. Groaning, you slap your palm on your snooze button, sit up, and rub your eyes. You cracked an eye open and saw your new school uniform hanging on the back of your door and your bookbag sitting next to your desk.

“Right, first day.” you murmured to no one. Swinging your feet off the side of your bed, you get up and do your new routine of getting ready, looking and going over a list you had written down of all the things you need to do and make sure you were ready for your first day.

You got dressed, unplugged your phone, wrapped its charger and put them in your bag, and swung it over your shoulder. You opened your bedroom door and quietly walked out into the hallway. You can hear your little sisters, Emilys, alarm going on and her quietly asking for a little bit longer to sleep.

You rolled your eyes.. ‘That little dreamer.’

You decide to be a good older sister and wake her up. You thought quietly opening her door and asking nicely for her to wake up so she won't be late… It would be too nice. You slowly turned the knob, creaked it open quietly, and used your foot to kick it open while quickly turning on her lights. “Wake up, Pinkalicious, you're gonna be late!”

Emily jolted from her sleep so fast that she fell off the side of her bed and landed on her carpet with a loud thud. “(Y/n)! That was so rude! You can't wake people up like that!”
“You're right. You wouldn't feel special if I did that to everyone. Come on, you're gonna be late.” You closed her door with a wide grin and listened to her yelp at the time and her fumble around her room getting ready.

By the time she was ready to leave, you had already put your shoes on and was leaning against the door, finishing up a piece of toast. You both went out the door,her sprinting like she was trying to run away from a bear, and you lightly jogged beside her. She didn't run that fast. A small yellow butterfly passed her gaze, and she went from running to skipping with a smile.

‘This girl and her happy thoughts.’ You didn't mind that she loved her fairytales, and you admired her positivity on things. You just didn't make it seem like your whole personality.

“Just think (Y/n)! Something magical can be just around the corner!” She did a pose as she looked down the next turn, only to see that it was completely sparse. “Nope, not in this spot,” you said blankly. “Yeah, maybe you're right,” she scratched her neck, embarrassed. “Watch out!” You both heard a high-pitched voice in the distance somewhere. You turned your heads and couldn't find anybody. “Look out below!” The voice sounded closer and in the air. You both looked up and could see a flying..book?

“What the hell..?” you mumbled. “Is that a flying book?!” Emily yelled. You both see a yellow and white lamb thing jump out of the books pages, and smack Emily right dab in the face. They both fell back and onto the ground.

You kept your eyes on the thing that just hit your sister. ‘Did I eat some bad toast and get high?’ You thought. You had to be dreaming. Emily started to completely gush over the little joyful looking hairball, grabbing it and rubbing her face all over it. “Look at you! You're so adorable! Isn't she so cute, sis? Are you somebody’s toy?” The creature jumped out of Emily’s hands. “Nope! My name is Candy, and I'm a pixie from Jubiland, full of happy endings!”