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i-am-not-your-little-princess · 2 years

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Bebé's First Beach Day

I wrote this before I lost my mind. I figured my last post for a while should be fluff, so enjoy some Madrigal fluff. Work in progress. Maybe.

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Thanks to Camilo, little Mirabel's first day at the beach does not go according to plan

Julieta stood in the middle of the bathroom, trying to wrangle her usually mild-mannered toddler into standing still so she could put sunscreen on her soft, delicate skin. Mirabel had been giddy with excitement all morning.

They'd taken a much needed week-long vacation to mamá's beach house in Cartagena. The whole family had come, which basically meant complete and utter chaos. But it would be completely and totally worth it. The house was beautiful. Right on the beach, it featured not one, but two hot tubs, a pool, 6 bedrooms, a fitness room, and a very spacious kitchen (which Julieta was absolutely not excited about at all, not at all.) The whole family was excited. Luisa, Isabela, and Agustín had been hyping Mirabel up all week.

Agustín was especially excited for this particular trip. It was Mira's first trip to the beach. The rest of the family had gone a few months prior, but Mirabel had been sick that week, so they all stayed home, much to Isa and Lu's (and Agustin’s) chagrin.

Agustín absolutely loves the beach. He loved taking Isa in the water for the first time, and after that it sort of became a rite of passage, for him to take all of their babies in the water for the first time. He absolutely loved hearing their squeals of excitement and pure joy. It filled Julieta with such happiness and pride to see how amazing he was with their babies; his patience, his unconditional love, and his easy going goofiness were some of the things she loved most about him.

Shaking herself out of her thoughts, Julieta tickled little Mira's tummy and tried to pull her closer.

"Mira, bebita, stand still, please! Mamí needs to put this on your face so you don't burn!"

Mirabel looked adorable in her little two piece swimsuit, a white and turquoise set with ruffled edges and cute cartoonish butterflies. Her little white sandals were waiting by the door. Julieta knew Mirabel wouldn't last long in them, but she couldn't help it. They were so cute, and she knew they'd look even cuter on her little bebita.

Mira took both of her chubby little hands, and cupped her Mamí's cheeks with them.

"Face!"

"Yes, bebita, I need to put this on your face, so your pretty skin doesn't burn!"

"Mamá face pretty!"

Julieta didn't think she could fall more in love with this child, but here she was. Pressing their foreheads together, she attacked Mirabel's little face with kisses. The little girls' laughter rang through the house like the sweetest song.

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allofasudden00 · 1 year

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Endless Curiosity

Agustin is always amazed by the boundless curiosity of his youngest daughter. She is constantly asking questions about everything around her, from the way the leaves on the trees moved in the breeze to the way the birds seemed to effortlessly soar through the sky.

As they are strolling hand in hand along the river that runs through the Encanto, Mirabel's attention is caught by the fish swimming in the water. She gazes at them in wonder, her round eyes wide with amazement behind her circular glasses.

"Papa, how do the fish swim?" she asks, turning to Agustin with a look of pure innocence on her face.

Agustin smiles, happy to have the opportunity to answer one of her questions. "Well, querida," he begins, "fish have a special organ called a fin that helps them move through the water. They use their fins to push themselves forward and steer in different directions."

Mirabel's eyes grow even wider as she listens to his explanation. "But how do they breathe?" she asks, her curiosity piqued even further as she leans up on her tippy toes.

"Fish have gills, which are special organs that allow them to extract oxygen from the water and breathe," Agustin explains. "Unlike us, fish can't breathe air, so they need to be in water to survive."

Mirabel nods, taking in every word he said. She watches the fish swimming in the river, her mind filled with wonder at the incredible way they moved through the water. She lets out a tiny joyful giggle and Agustin’s heart melts.

Agustin can see the excitement in his daughter's eyes, and he feels a deep sense of pride and joy. He is grateful for the opportunity to bond with Mirabel over her endless curiosity, and he knows that their shared love of learning will bring them even closer together. For as many questions she has, he will make sure to answer each and everyone of them.

“Mirabel! Agustin! I’ve packed up the stall!” Julieta’s voice calls out to them, the father and daughter duo turn with smiles on their faces. Julieta stands waving at them with a large smile on her face and a large basket tucked under her arm.

“Come on, mija.” Agustin says, picking up Mirabel suddenly, causing several giggles to escape the young girl. “Your mama needs us!” Agustin places Mirabel on his shoulder and begins to jog towards his wife, reveling in the joyful squeals coming from the toddler. Julieta chuckles as she watches them run up to her.

The End

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Hello.... I’m back <_< kinda... I had a urge to write again and this little wholesome piece popped into my head and I needed to write it.

I just know in my heart of hearts that Mirabel was a curious child, and Agustin equally is willing to answer these questions cause he is just that kind of nerdy dad.

Anyway, back to my hiding spot! 🏃‍♂️ Until next time folks!

#suddendrabbles #surprise!#wholesomeness is always welcomed #I am doing great but like writer's block is so annoying #Mirabel and Agustin are best duo #Agustin is best dad and people can fight me #Toddler Mirabel is just adorable #forgive any spelling mistakes please

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im-just-a-br0adway-baby · 10 months

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Pepa held Antonio’s hand to make their way to Casita’s only bathroom. She told him there was a surprise for him there. They made their way inside the bathroom to see a small, light blue potty training seat in front of the bigger toilet. Pepa kneeled down in front of Antonio to his level to explain the change.

“Antonio, now that you’re going to be three years old very soon, and you’ve been doing a very good job keeping your diaper dry for long periods of time, it’s time for you to go to the potty like a big boy.”

Antonio looked at the potty, and then back at his mother. “Potty?”

“Yes, Tonito; you’re going to start using the potty. That means soon, you won’t need to wear diapers anymore. You’re going to start wearing big boy underwear like your big brother, Camilo.”

Antonio smiled and bounced, then gave his mother a hug. He then pulled down his pants and his training pants, and sat on the potty. He was so excited to start using the potty that he wanted to start as soon as he possibly could.

“Corazon, if you ever feel like you need to go to the potty, you can tell me and I can help you. But we’re going to need to buy some brand new underwear for you. Do you want to go to town with me to pick out some new underwear?”

Antonio got up from the potty and pulled up his pants. He jumped into his mother’s arms and they made their way downstairs to head to the village to pick out underwear for him. Felix came from the kitchen to come with his wife and son, and Dolores and Camilo noticed them heading out the door of Casita and wanted to come. Antonio smiled and grabbed his big brother’s hand. The five of them made their way to the village, and now that Antonio is going to have Dolores and Camilo help him pick out underwear, he’s even more excited to start using the potty.

Once they got to the village square, they made their way to Senora Lopez’s tailor shop. She has been friends with the Madrigal family since Agustin started working with her, and later introduced Mirabel to her. Antonio ran into Senora Lopez’s shop and the rest of them followed. Camilo grabbed his little brother and carried him onto his shoulder and headed to Senora Lopez’s front counter.

“Hola, Pepa y Félix! What can we help you with today?” Senora Lopez asked with a smile.

“We’re beginning to potty train Antonio and we wanted to try and find some underwear for him so he can be more excited to wear them,” Pepa explained.

Senora Lopez walked from the front counter to the children’s undergarments section of the shop. “We have a whole section of underwear for boys that I think would be perfect for Antonio! He would love these.”

Pepa and Felix followed Senora Lopez to the children’s undergarments section and noticed their children perusing through the section to find something for Antonio. Camilo grabbed a pack of underwear that had jaguars on them and handed them to Antonio.

“What do you think about these? These are perfect underwear for a big boy like you,” Camilo said.

Antonio smiled and grabbed the underwear pack from Camilo. “Can I, mami?” he asked happily as he jumped up and down.

“I guess we’ll take those. He seems excited about wearing them,” Felix pointed out as he took the pack of underwear to the counter.

“Perfecto! That will be ten pesos,” Senora Lopez replied.

Pepa grabbed ten pesos out of her purse and gave them to Senora Lopez. She gave her and Felix the underwear and Pepa put the pack inside her purse for safekeeping when they walked home. Dolores gathered Camilo and Antonio and the three made their way back to Pepa and Felix to head back to Casita. As the five of them walked back home, Antonio held his mother’s hand the entire way.

“Are you excited to start wearing your new big boy underwear, Tonito?” Pepa asked as she leaned down to give Antonio a kiss.

“Yes! I want to start wearing underwear and using the potty! Soy un niño grande!” Antonio replied with excitement.

“Mirabel and I can help you if you need any. I know Antonio loves spending time with Mirabel and me, so helping him use the potty can be a great way for us to spend more time with him,” Camilo added.

“Gracias, Camilo; you and Mirabel will be an amazing help for Antonio. And I think Mirabel would be the best fit to help with Felix when we’re out in the village doing our chores,” Pepa explained to her older son.

Camilo hugged his mother from the side as they continued walking in the village and back home. Pepa and Felix already went through potty training with two children already, along with assisting Julieta and Agustin with potty training their daughters, so they knew it was not going to be easy, but it was going to be worth it when Antonio was fully potty trained.

Once everyone got back to Casita, Antonio rushed upstairs to sit on his new potty. He pulled his pants down and sat on his new potty. He sat for what felt like forever, but nothing was coming out. He sat some more, but still, nothing was coming out. Antonio was starting to feel like he was not going to go to the potty for that time, so he gave up and pulled his pants back up.

“Maybe soon,” he thought to himself as he walked out of the bathroom and back into the nursery to play with Mirabel.

Antonio met up with Mirabel in the nursery to color while he waited for any feeling of needing to go to the bathroom. About an hour later, while they were coloring together, Mirabel noticed Antonio’s pants slightly sagging down.

“Antonio, do you feel like you have to go to the potty?” Mirabel asked.

“No,” Antonio replied.

“Because I think you may need to go. Do you want to at least try?”

Antonio nodded and made his way back to the bathroom. Mirabel waited in the nursery so she could give her cousin some privacy. Once he got to the bathroom he pulled his pants down and noticed his training pants were wet and filled with bowel movement. He cried as he removed his training pants and put them in the garbage. After twenty minutes, Mirabel knocked on the bathroom door to see how Antonio was doing. He was taking so long that she wanted to see if he was okay.

“Antonio, are you okay in there? You’re taking quite a long time.”

“No! I’m never going to go to the potty!”

Mirabel slowly made her way in the bathroom to see what Antonio was so upset about. She saw him crying on the potty and noticed the soiled training pants in the garbage. “Are you upset about not making it to the potty on time?”

Antonio nodded and Mirabel sat on the floor in front of Antonio. He got off of his potty to give his cousin a hug. She gave him a clean pair of training pants to put on and he put them on before putting on his pants. When he was done, he sat on Mirabel’s lap for another hug.

“You don’t need to feel bad. It’s going to take a lot of practice to go to the potty. I had a difficult time going to the potty at first, too. When I was about your age, Abuela gave me a potty that looked just like yours for my birthday. That was when mami, your tia Julieta, talked to me about how Isabela and Luisa use the potty, and it was time for me to use the potty. I was so excited to use my new potty that I sat on it immediately. I sat there for a long time until I decided to wait a little longer. Not that long after, I did end up going to the potty, but it was still in my training pants.

“I felt the same thing as you, that I was never going to go to the potty like Isabela and Luisa and that I was going to be in diapers forever. But there was one day I saw Luisa going to the potty on the big toilet and decided to go with her to my potty. As I was sitting in front of her, I felt something come out of me. I stayed on the potty and Luisa was there to help me wipe. When I was done, Luisa got mami and papi to see that I went to the potty. They were so proud of me, and I was proud of myself.

“It’s going to happen eventually, Antonio. You don’t have to rush it. You can go when you feel like you need to go. And it’s okay if you need help wiping. You have a whole family that can help you.”

Antonio gave Mirabel another hug. He felt better after she told him her potty training story. “Can I go to the potty with you?”

“Sure you can, Antonio; and even when I’m finished, I will be right here to help you wipe yourself.”

Antonio and Mirabel hugged again and they made their way back to the nursery to play some more. While Antonio was still a little impatient to learn how to use the potty and wear his new underwear for the first time, he at least knew that the day he used the potty was going to come eventually.

Several months have past and Antonio had several unsuccessful attempts at using the potty. He ended up doing his business in several places other than his potty, along with several accidents in his training pants. He was still getting support from the entire family throughout his journey.

Until one day, Pepa walked upstairs to notice the bathroom door was slightly ajar. She put one eye against the crack of the door to see her younger son sitting on his potty, with her youngest niece sitting on the toilet. Pepa took her eye off the opening so it did not look like she was invading their privacy. She went back downstairs as a rainbow shone over her head on her way down.

Only ten minutes later, Antonio ran downstairs to get his parents. He found them in the living room and jumped on Pepa’s lap. “Mami! Papi! Look what I did!” Antonio shouted before pulling Pepa and Felix upstairs and into the bathroom. Mirabel was right in front of the bathroom door when they got there, and the four of them went in, noticing the potty was filled.

Pepa’s rainbow grew brighter as she and Felix held Antonio to give him a hug and a kiss. “We’re so proud of you, Tonito!” Pepa said as she continued kissing her son.

“I felt like I needed to go to the potty, so I asked Mirabel to come with me because she helped me not feel bad about accidents anymore. Now I finally went to the potty!” Antonio said with excitement.

“I let Antonio try to go while I was going, so he didn’t feel alone in doing so,” Mirabel explained to her aunt and uncle. “I saw him upset that he had an accident and I let him know that it was normal for kids his age to have accidents. I told him that I and the rest of the family had accidents while we were still potty training when we were his age.”

Pepa and Felix hugged their youngest child again and gave him the biggest kiss they could. Antonio was just as proud of himself as Pepa, Felix, and Mirabel were of him. Pepa and Felix took the potty over to the toilet and dumped everything inside. Antonio flushed the toilet and made his way to the sink to wash his hands. Mirabel washed hers with him and Pepa and Felix made their way out of the bathroom.

Antonio continued to use his potty successfully with Mirabel and Camilo for the next several weeks, still wearing his training pants during his naps and at night to avoid staining his sheets. He continued practicing every day until he kept his training pants dry throughout the night and Pepa and Felix were confident enough to let him stop wearing his training pants at night. Antonio could not be any prouder of himself.

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wikluk · 2 years

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Since dead Julieta angst bus has been parked here, accept this humble offering : instead of dying in childbirth she dies a year or so later how I don't know but think about the angst of baby Mirabel taking Agustin around either on her wobbly legs or in his arms to search the bedroom, the kitchen, around Casita and the front door (I totally headcanon that when the his daughters were little Agustin would waits by the front door to greet Julieta and they would make graby hands for her and throw themselves in her arms on rare occasions that Agustin is the one coming home Julieta does it too ) for her mama, she can't really talk the only thing she says is mama. If Julieta's death wasn't heartbreaking enough little Mirabel's cries in night certainly devastates the family, who has the heart to come help Agustin comfort Mirabel and who hids away and cry I don't know.

The fucc Anon–

Who gave you the right?!?!?!??!?!?!

We're NOT coming to this blog to say "hey, what if we kill off Julieta and have her toddler baby calling for mama", we just don't–

...

Is it a good time to say I kinda wanna kill off Julieta only to unkill her off and watch the hell break free when she comes back to life 15 years later? No??? Oups.

#wiktoria's fanfiction corner #encanto #widower agustin au #OUCH #NOT TODDLER MIRABEL-

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hasnoname1982 · 1 year

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Does anybody know where I can get Disney princess outfits in pants?

My 3 year old nephew loves Disney princesses. And he wants to be a princess. But my older brother won’t let him wear a dress in public. Yes it’s because of toxic masculinity, yes it’s stupid. But Dad overrides Aunt in the decision making, so even if I keep trying to yell just let him wear the damn dress, my brother isn’t there yet.

So until he gets his head out of his ass, I want my nephew to be able to dress as his favorite princesses without his father having a conniption. So does anyone know of a store or a clothing designer who can make a Disney princess dress into pants for the sweetest, squeakiest little guy in the world?

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writing-fanics · 8 months

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*khaji-da in the process of taking over jaime’s body*

Jaime: *screaming in pain*

y/n: *screaming in horror*

Jaime: *flies throw the roof*

reyes family and y/n: *stunned and confused*

mirabel (Jaime and Y/n toddler): bye bye daddy.. *giggles*

i should honestly write Jaime already with a kid and dealing with both khaji and his family financial issues

#Jaime reyes x reader

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miracles-and-butterflies · 2 months

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mirabel headcanons?

Absolutely! Here’s Mirabel headcanons:

Mirabel’s full name is Mirabel Teresa Rojas Madrigal

She is named after Saint Teresa of Ávila

Her birth was a disappointment as everyone had been expecting a boy

As a baby, Mirabel was very easy to please/soothe and didn’t enjoy being fussed over

Her first eleven words were all colours, starting with “purple” for Luisa

She had no interest in walking or crawling, until Agustín accidentally knocked a book off a shelf and she had to move to put it back. This started a long game of Agustín (and later Pepa) throwing books and Mirabel stopping what she was doing to walk over and put them back

Young Mirabel use to cry at mess

Subsequently, she had to eat separately from Camilo

Mirabel had her first eye test after Camilo’s ceremony, as she had been unable to see it

She has myopia in both eyes

The green frames are not for Bruno (who had no relationship with her), they are for Pepa because young Mirabel wanted to have green eyes like her Tía

Agustín taught her to play the piano very early on

Julieta taught her to sew

When stressed, she over cleans - a habit she picked up from her mother

The most popular theory of what her gift would be was sight, ironically. The family figured she was very observant and similar to Dolores, hence similar gifts

As she gets older, she gets mistaken for Julieta more frequently

Like her mother, she’s never had any desire to leave Encanto

Like her father, she burns very easily in the heat and therefore tends to carry around an embroidered parasol (that matches her skirt) during particularly hot days

She is known to be the most intelligent among the Madrigals

The biggest history nerd

Will find a way to make anything into a history lesson. Seriously ANYTHING. Definitely associates particular historical figures with her family members

Mirabel is the biggest bookworm in Encanto

She also has a fondness for philosophy

Her philosophy knowledge can be a bad mix with her overthinking, anxious mind. When she’s anxious or paranoid, her philosophy books are placed on the highest shelves in Casita

She is closest to Luisa

She didn’t start helping with Antonio until he reached the toddler stage/moved into the nursery with her, as she is uncomfortable around babies

She use to read to Antonio when they shared a room, so much that she unintentionally memorised the stories. She use to be able to recount them word for word while they were out and about town to calm him down

She can play the piano and accordion

She loves knitting. Never leaves home without some knitting needles and wool, just in case

She has no interest or skill in making clothes. She just likes the more decorative elements (embellishing), such as embroidery and beading

Probably gets a job as an embellisher in the future

She learnt French for the sole purpose of reading originally French books. She is fluent, as far as reading and writing goes. She is pretty terrible at speaking

She has very bad stage fright and hates public speaking. She also can’t act, like at all. If Tío Bruno or Camilo want her help with a show, she’ll only accept a backstage role

She is the shortest Madrigal and always will be. She uses it as a bragging right, as oppose to a weakness

She is aromantic asexual

She doesn’t want children. Maybe just a cat. Or three…. Or twenty.

Is a real old lady at heart

She has PTSD - that’s pretty self-explanatory

Is a bit of a workaholic, and therefore can be hypocritical to Luisa

Don’t argue with her. She will write an entire six page essay to prove you wrong with full evidence

Does have a habit of needing to be right, she gets it from Dolores

Mirabel does not want to be Alma’s successor

#encanto #ask me anything #encanto headcanons #mirabel madrigal #isabela madrigal #luisa madrigal #dolores madrigal #camilo madrigal #antonio madrigal #julieta madrigal #agustín madrigal #pepa madrigal #félix madrigal #bruno madrigal #alma madrigal

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gamerbearmira · 5 days

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For giant siren, we've seen an angry guppy Antonio with his glowing eyes. Can I see what a rageful adult would look like. I'm too use to them seeming peaceful, but I'd like to see the Sea monster side of them lol. If ya can, luv 😊

Throwback to when the surface level of Guppy Grotto was raided and a lot of the guppies, specifically toddlers and babies were taken onto a ship. Guess who was one of those?? Mirabel (and Camilo but I digress)

Julieta was not happy lmao

#my asks #my asks are open #encanto #encanto au #au #encanto julieta #giant siren au #encanto mermaid au

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sesamestreet47 · 1 year

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Félix Madrigal headcanons because it was his birthday recently

Félix Madrigal, random headcanons

!english isn’t my first language, so there can be some grammar mistakes that I am sorry for in advance!

MASTERLIST

sings in the shower

knows how to play tennis

knows how to tap dance

used to use the “here comes the airplane” feeding method when his kids were just toddlers

biggest girl dad

used to do Dolores’ hair all the time when she was little, she still sometimes lets him do it

probably the only person who was never fooled by Camilo’s shapeshifting powers

biggest romantic and gentleman

doesn’t like corn

loves when Pepa kisses him on the forehead, loves the height difference in general and never fails to show Pepa that

became very protective when Dolores started going out with Mariano

has a lot of hats and sombreros as he wore them almost everyday when he was younger

the red neckerchief Antonio wears used to belong to Félix

whenever he’s proud of his children he pats them on the shoulder and says “that’s my boy/girl” and walks away, it’s a small gestures but Dolores, Camilo and Antonio know it means a lot

he’s not the type of parent to break his kids up when they’re fighting, he stands on the side and watches because he finds their bickering amusing

has a very warm laugh

makes the bed very carefully, won’t let there be a single wrinkle on the sheets

when he sweeps, he dances with the broom

used to work as a shoeshiner in his teens

speaks with his mouth full

wasn’t nervous when meeting Alma for the first time, she actually became very fond of him very fast

gives the best hugs

whenever something exciting happens to Mirabel, tío Félix would be the first person she’d tell

these two are actually quite close as Mirabel would spend a lot of time with her dad and tío when she was younger, they were comforting her a lot after she didn’t get a gift

him and Isabela usually get into debates on various topics at dinners, when that happens the rest of the family just listens to them

MASTERLIST

happy birthday Félix! <3

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16magnolias · 7 months

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Torta Negra and Other Sweet Things

Encantober Day 2: Siblings

The thing about Camilo was just that he was so loud.

It wasn’t that Dolores didn’t like him. She loved her brother.

She just didn’t like how every thing he did, every sound he made seemed to be - exaggerated, somehow. Bigger than it needed to be.

It hadn’t been like that with Luisa, and it wasn’t like that with Mirabel either.

Luisa cried a lot as a baby and as a toddler but they were soft, quiet tears. Her big eyes would well up and tears would roll down her chubby cheeks and she would let out a sound like a snuffling puppy.

It was easy for Dolores to quiet Luisa, when she used to cry. She’d just take her hand and sit with her or make her stuffed unicorn dance or hold her in a tight hug and hum a lullaby and Luisa would calm down. Sometimes Isa would make her a flower crown to cheer her up or Tía Julieta would give her a snack or Tío Bruno would sit with her in his lap and let her pet his rats, slow and gentle, and tell her a silly story about them in his soft, raspy voice.

Luisa didn’t really cry much anymore, since she got her gift last year. She was too busy being strong and helpful to cry.

And Mirabel cried a little bit, but never for long. And she babbled a lot but it was happy and it almost never hurt Dolores’ ears.

But Camilo?

He more than made up for it.

And it wasn’t just the crying.

He cried plenty, sure. He cried when anyone told him ‘no’ or when his juice was too sour or when his arepa was too crumbly. He cried when Abuela wouldn’t let him play with his ball in Casita because they were having company and he cried when he could play but Mirabel wasn’t interested.

But he made lots of other very loud noises, too.

He yelled when he was angry when Mira stole his snack and he yelled when he dropped a toy he couldn’t reach and he yelled when he was excited.

He yelled when he saw Tío Bruno’s rats and he yelled when he saw Papí dancing with Mamí and he yelled when he saw Mamí’s rainbows or Isa’s flowers or Luisa pick something up that was bigger than her.

Even his laugh was loud.

He didn’t giggle like Mirabel or Luisa or chuckle like Papí or snort like Tío Bruno. His laugh was more of a…. screech.

And today was a bad day to have to listen to his screeching.

Her head already hurt from all the listening she had to do today and she was tired of people in town and tired of people at home. She was tired of hearing Tío Bruno muttering to himself and tired of hearing Tía Julieta banging and clanging in the kitchen and tired of hearing Tío Agustín running into things.

Mamí had gotten angry with Abuela again and her thunder was loud and she heard Luisa’s eye twitch and Isabela kept telling Mirabel ‘no’ because she didn’t want to play and -

“Lolo!”

Her little brother was walking toward her – almost running on his little toddler feet – and he was crunching on some sort of snack and it was Too. Loud.

Dolores cringed and put her hands over her ears and squeezed her eyes shut. “Shhhhh, Milo!” She whispered.

“LOLO!”

“Camilo! Shhhh! You’re just – too loud!”

It came out in a hiss and it sounded a lot meaner than she meant it to.

His footsteps stopped.

“Loud?” He asked, and for once – his voice was – softer. Curious. "Wha loud ?"

She opened her eyes and stared down at him.

He had the crumbs of whatever oblea he had been eating all over his shirt and something else in his hand, and he looked up at her with his eyes all squinty like he was trying to figure something out.

"Loud…" Dolores thought. "Loud is LIKE THIS," she said, raising her voice as loud as she could stand to make it go. "THIS IS LOUD."

She winced. "And this," she said in a whisper, "is quiet."

“No loud, Lolo?” He asked, and she could tell he was trying hard to not yell.

“No. I mean – yes,” she said softly. “I mean - I don’t like loud noises, Camilo. It hurts my ears."

He tilted his head at her. “No loud, Lolo,” he repeated seriously.

He wasn’t yelling.

They stared at each other for a long moment before she very carefully removed her hands from her ears.

“What’ve you got in your hand, Camilo?”

He looked down at his hand as though surprised to find something in it.

“Oh!” He said, a little too loudly. And then he stopped and crouched down, lowering his body a little along with his volume. “Oh,” he said, in a not-quite-whisper. “For Lolo.”

He held out his hand, and inside was what looked like a handful of mud.

Dolores wrinkled her nose. “…what - ?”

“For Lolo. To-ta.” Leaning forward she could smell the rich chocolate and see that it wasn’t mud – it was a toddler-sized scoop of their tía’s torta negra.

Without even thinking it through, she held out her hand, and he plonked the sticky mess right into it.

“For Lolo!” He said again, in his not quite whisper. He grinned at her, and he still had crumbs on his cheeks.

“Ay! What happened to my cake?!” Tía Julieta cried from the kitchen.

Dolores and Camilo looked at each other – her eyes wide with shock and his eyes wide with mischief.

For a moment, there was silence, and then Camilo cackled – quietly - and ran away as fast as his chubby toddler legs would carry him.

As Dolores followed him, a tiny smile tugging at the corner of her mouth and a pile of chocolate-flavored mush in her hand, she thought –

Maybe her little brother wasn’t so bad.

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I'm also on AO3 here. :)

#encantober #siblings #dolores madrigal #camilo madrigal #and cake

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i-am-not-your-little-princess · 1 year

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I'm working on something really, really fun!! 😏

It's a modern Encanto AU, with a fun twist!

*Isabela and Luisa are teenagers in this AU*

Julieta and Agustín asking a three year old Mirabel what she wants for Christmas:

Julieta: Mi vida, what would you like for Christmas?

Mirabel: Oh! Ummm... A dog!

Julieta, making up a rushed, poorly thought out excuse: I'm sorry baby, your papí is allergic to animal hair. How about something else?

Agustín looks at Julieta in confusion.

Mirabel: Okay, then... umm, how about a baby brother? Papì's not allergic to babies! Right?

Julieta and Agustín: 😳

Julieta, muttering: No, but mamí is...

Agustín, laughing nervously: Well... How about that dog? That was an awesome idea, right Julieta?

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queenofthedisneyverse · 3 months

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El santuario de los padres

Today was a tough day/week, for all of them really. The kids just were a bit much all over…and they needed a break. So, why not have a get together among cross dimensional friends and kids? Parent by parent, kid by kid, they walked through portals and stood in front of the six story Casita.

There they all stood. Mamabuela, mamaisa, papa Bruno, mamalores, mamabel, papantonio (all by @gamerbearmira), pamamilo (by me), and Mamaluisa (by @yellowcry). Each of them had their own kid/kids with them and the parents looked…tired. But very happy they got this break.

(PS. Papa Bruno is Bruno who adopted Mirabel and Antonio because they were being neglected.)

“Hey luisa!” Mamabel waved at mamaluisa with her 12 year old daughter next to her. Mamaluisa waved back and so did ML! Mirabel (MLU = Mama luisa). Mamabel had 2 year old Antonio in her arms and the rest of her children in tow.

“Hey tio!” Mamaisa waved at papa Bruno who had his 14 year old Mirabel and four year old Antonio with him. He waved back and so did his nino’s. Mamaisa was busy holding 3 year old Antonio and had 13 year old Camilo and Mirabel with her, as well as 17 year old Luisa.

“Hola Lolo” Mamabuela waved at mamalores who had 11 year old Mirabel with her and 1 year old Antonio in her arms. Mamabuela had 12 year old Isabela, 10 year old Luisa, and six year old Mirabel with her.

“Hey tonito!” pamamilo waved at papantonio who had 4 year old Mirabel with him. Pamamilo had 4 year old Antonio, 6 year old Isaac, 8 year old sophia, 9 year old macario, and 10 year old celeste.

The very ground they stood on was a wide and long land full of luscious jungle. Beyond that was just a beautiful orange sunset. You could see that the jungle did end somewhere but too far for anyone to actually walk to.

The trees and bushes gave sweet fruit and berries for the kids or adults to eat. The overall vibe was very joyful and warm. A large playground sat to the right of the house and that’s instantly where the kids above the age of 3 went. The older kids could easily watch the four year olds so it was no biggie leaving them alone.

The tweens/teens such as PB! Mirabel, MLU! Mirabel, ML! Mirabel, MA! Isabela, and M! Mirabel, MI! Camilo, and MI! Luisa ran into the house and into a large decorated room for them to talk. (PB = Papa Bruno, ML = Mamalores, MA = Mamabuela, MI = Mamaisa).

As for the babies such as PB! Antonio, MI! Antonio, ML! Antonio, and MB! Antonio among other toddlers were put into a small play area next to the couch inside the living room. The “adults” all sat on their designated cushions and all let out a relaxed sigh. (And yes, I know, lot’s of baby Antonio’s)

“Tough day?” Mamabuela asked?

All she heard was tired sounds that clearly meant “yes”. Don’t get me wrong, they love their little munchkins to death, but please believe that taking care of them isn’t so easy. Especially when you're too young to even raise them…

“Antonio wouldn’t eat his vegetables for two hours” Papabruno pinched the bridge of his nose.

“Mirabel thought it was a good idea to make a toasted pb&j sandwich…almost burnt the kitchen down” Papatonio groaned.

“Alejandra decided she wanted to see what leaves tasted like” Mamabel’s eye twitched

Parent by parent, they all listed what they went through from the following week and day. It was apparent that all of them were tired.

“I need tea” Mamalores sighed when she put her hands on her head. A headache prominent in her head for three hours before she got here.

“I need wine” Pamamilo chuckled

“Tea it is” Mamaisa got up and attempted to go toward the kitchen but someone stopped her.

“I got it isa, you can relax” Papatonio put his hand on her shoulder and patted it.

“I’m more closer to the kitchen” Mamalulu stood up, “I can go make it-”

Here we go

“Oh no, you guys can sit down, I can do it” Mamabel raised her hand in an up and down motion. Gesturing for them to sit.

“I can do it, it’s no issue. Just tell me what tea you guys like” Pamamilo chimed in

“I can go, I don’t mind” Papabruno stood up

“I mentioned tea, so I should do it” Mamalores got off the couch, “you can sit d-”

CRASH….a window has been broken. And what went through the window? A baseball. Yards, miles, acres worth of land and yet the children decided to play baseball…directly near the house.

And what made the situation funny, is that the outside was very quiet. Eerily quiet. Usually, the outside always sounded like kids at recess. Now?...ghost town. The kids all knew there was trouble ahead and this could be heard from outside-

“Why would you do that?” MB! Luisa shouted at ML! Mirabel. MB! Luisa sounded scared and panicked.

“I don’t know! It was an accident!” ML! Mirabel sounded like she was on the verge of tears.

“You're gonna die” MB! Mirabel said with blatant honesty.

Inside the house all of the “adults” looked very displeased and stared directly at the baseball.

“How about we make our own tea and deal with that later”

Here’s how sanctuary casita works:

Sanctuary Casita has about 50+ rooms inside of it. All of them are big or small depending on the kid or parent.

Casita is six stories tall and wide as hell seeing as it needs to fit 50+ people. Sometimes the parents and kids stay long enough to sleep there but not all the time.

It has a pool, LARGE kitchen, dance studio, library, and anything else you could think of.

Yep, that’s about it. If you have any ideas for what else to add let me know.

How the au works and Q&A

When the parents get stressed out they usually go to sanctuary casita for a break.

How did they meet? Still trying to figure that out but it has to do with just a portal opening up in their room.

All of the parents have a special pendant necklace (that was gifted to them by sanctuary Casita) they can call each other through. All they have to do is touch the pendant with a certain person in mind and they just call them. The kids above four have them too.

Do the other relatives of the parents know the sanctuary world exists? Depends on who you're asking. Papa bruno, Mamaluisa, and Mamalores, Mamabel: No/not yet. Papantonio, Mamabuela, and Pamamalio: yes.

Do I plan on expanding this au?...sort of? I guess, mostly with incorrect quotes.

How many times do they meet up? Every week or every other month.

Will there be angst in this au? only by request. Other than that, it's just wholesome family vibes.

#encanto au #au #camilo madrigal #mirabel madrigal #bruno madrigal #antonio madrigal #dolores madrigal #isabela madrigal #luisa madrigal #alma madrigal #el santuario de los padres au

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im-just-a-br0adway-baby · 6 months

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Encantober 2023 Day 21: Age

Tomorrow was Alma’s birthday, and since this was her first birthday since the miracle was restored and her first in ten years with her only son with her again, Because of this, Bruno wanted to make his mother’s birthday extra special this year. He asked his sisters, brothers-in-law, nieces, and nephews about ideas to make Alma’s birthday extra special.

“Well, we know that she doesn’t really like anything over-the-top, so inviting the entire village doesn’t sound like a good idea,” Julieta explained.

“We should also not use sparklers because of what happened on your fiftieth birthday,” Agustin added.

“What happened on our fiftieth?” Bruno asked.

“Agustin thought it was a good idea to put sparklers in the cake instead of candles, and it exploded in their faces before they could blow them out,” Felix explained.

“That was a lesson learned; we are never using any dangerous explosives on anything ever again,” Agustin added.

“Even if you did suggest that, you have more than just me to convince you that it’s a bad idea, and you have to listen to all of us.”

“Maybe we can do something on the creative side? Make her something that we can all pitch in with?” Mirabel suggested.

The rest of the Madrigals smiled at the idea of making her something they all could contribute to. Mirabel has had a creative mind since she was a toddler, and some of her best ideas were about letting everyone get involved.

“We know that she loves hats, maybe we could buy a hat from the village square and we can each make something to put on it.”

The rest of the Madrigals liked the idea, they could each make something that represented them and could put it on a hat for Alma.

“We can go into the village square later this afternoon, and while we’re there, you all can make your contribution to the hat,” Julieta suggested.

“That sounds good, or maybe we can go now before all the best ones are sold out,” Pepa added.

“I like that better.”

“I’ll go get some art supplies from my room,” Mirabel said before she made her way upstairs.

Julieta, Pepa, and Bruno got up from the couch and made their way out the door as the rest of the Madrigal family made their way into the kitchen. They felt safer making their trinkets in the kitchen since it can get a little bit messy and Casita would much rather help clean up the kitchen than any other room in the house.

Mirabel came back downstairs with construction paper, scissors, glue, markers, and colored pencils, and found the rest of the family in the kitchen. She put her arts supplies on the table and spread them out for her family.

“I got every color of construction paper I could find in my room, so you can take whatever color you need for your trinket,” Mirabel explained.

The Madrigal family grabbed a piece of construction paper each to begin making their trinkets to put on Alma’s hat. They wanted to make something that Alma would associate with them so she could have a piece of her family with that hat. The family also talked about what they wanted to make.

The family spent a couple of hours making their trinkets until the triplets came back from the store with the hat they wanted to give to Alma. They came into the kitchen to see their family making their construction paper trinkets and the kitchen island covered in cut-up construction paper.

“Hola, mami, you found the hat you wanted?” Mirabel asked.

“Si, we found this hat that we think she would love to wear for church,” Julieta replied.

The triplets showed the rest of the family a big, magenta hat that matched Alma’s outfits. They decided that the hat itself could represent Alma. being the base of the trinkets. The hat would represent herself being the backbone of the Madrigal family, and the trinkets would represent each family member and how Alma held the family together.

“Do you want to show us what you made for the hat while we make our trinkets?” Pepa asked.

“Sure; can I go first?” Isabela asked.

“Sure, sobrina,” Bruno answered.

Isabela showed her creation, which was a flower made with lavender and dark purple construction paper, made in several three dimensional layers. “Since Abuela always called me her little flower, even before my gift ceremony, I thought this was perfect.”

Isabela pinned the flower on the hat, and Dolores showed off her creation. It was a red and yellow vinyl record with tiny music notes coming out of it. “I wanted Abuela’s hat to have something music related, since she always used to say how I brought music into her life.”

Dolores pinned her vinyl on the hat once Luisa showed her trinket. Hers was of a small donkey carrying two weights. “I thought of something simple since Abuela knows how much I love the donkeys in town.”

Luisa pinned the paper trinket on the hat and Camilo showed his trinket to the family. “I made a chameleon, since that was how Abuela always saw me.” He pinned his creation on the hat and Antonio decided to go next.

“I made a little paper Parce since I know Abuela loves being with Parce and he calms her down sometimes,” Antonio explained.

Once Antonio pinned his trinket on the hat, Agustin showed a little bee he made. “Alma knew since we were young how much of a bee magnet I’ve been, so I thought of putting this one next to Julieta’s when she’s done with hers.”

Felix showed his trinket after Agustin was done pinning his. “I made a little umbrella to show how I helped sheltered her daughter from her storms and gave her a welcoming home within myself.”

“Those are all such great creations. We just finished ours; I’ll go first,” Julieta said as she held up a paper arepa. “Since Mama always loved my arepas since I started making them, I decided to make one of the construction papers.”

Julieta pinned her trinket to the hat next to Agustin’s, and Pepa showed hers off. “I made a sun for her, since Sunshine was my nickname she gave me since I was a toddler and she always said how much I filled her life with sunshine.”

Pepa pinned her trinket next to Felix’s, and Bruno showed off a little green hourglass. “Since Mama always associated the hourglass with me, I thought it made sense to make one,” he said as he pinned the hourglass right between Julieta’s arepa and Pepa’s sun.

“Mirabel, are you finished with yours? You’ve been making yours for quite a while even after we got back,” Julieta pointed out.

“I have, but that’s because I wanted mine to include more than just me, but I’m finished now.” Mirabel then showed the family an aquamarine butterfly with multiple designs on it, similar to the one on her skirt. There were flowers, musical notes, a dumbbell weight, a chameleon, a jaguar, an arepa with a bee flying towards it, a sun with an umbrella underneath it, an hourglass, and a candle in the middle.

“I didn’t want to just have something that represented me, I wanted mine to represent everyone in the family. Since I know each of us are aging everyday and Abuela won’t be around for much longer, I will one day become the family matriarch and I did save the miracle and all of you when Casita fell.”

The rest of the family hugged Mirabel before she pinned her trinket in the middle of the hat. She wanted hers to be in the center, since hers has the candle on it, she wanted to make sure Alma’s sign was right in the middle.

“I think Mama will love this hat. I’ll keep in my room on the dresser until tomorrow,” Julieta said, as the family made their way upstairs with the hat.

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The next day was a day of Alma spending time with the family for her birthday. They just had a special dinner together, but right before they wanted to bring in the cake, they wanted to bring in the hat to show Alma.

“Wait here, mama, we all chipped in for a present for you together,” Julieta said as she made her way upstairs to find the hat. Once she got back downstairs, she presented her mother with the hat they made the day before.

“We wanted to make something that represented us so you can always have a piece of us everywhere you go,” Pepa explained.

Alma shed a tear when she examined the hat and noticed all the trinkets, representing each of her children, grandchildren, and sons-in-law. She cried tears of joy for several more minutes before gathering her words together.

“This is the best gift I ever got for my birthday. It shows how much my children and grandchildren care so much for me and want me to have pieces of them everywhere I go. Gracias, mijos.”

“We figured that since you have been the backbone of this family since the miracle found us, we would give you a hat that represented yourself and the decorations representing each of us. Since we know that another year is going by and you won’t be around for much longer, we wanted to show our appreciation for you by making something you know you’d love,” Mirabel explained.

Alma cried some more before saying what she wanted to say. “And I do love it. I’ll be wearing this hat to church every Sunday now. All of you know how to make each of my birthdays better than the last.”

The family spent the rest of the day celebrating by eating the cake Julieta made for them and looking back on old memories of Alma. Knowing that she is a year older was a bittersweet feeling for everyone, but they would not trade any of her birthdays for the world.

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yellowcry · 3 months

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In later years, will mama Luisa adopt Antonio too?

Not really

Pepa doesn't want her baby boy to hang around Mirabel more than for family meals (you can tell Pepa really dislikes her). And Luisa is often with Mirabel, so she wasn't around Antonio much when he was a baby. But Antonio loves his prima, even if Pepa asks to avoid her. So they are secretly bonding from time to time. Antonio thinks of Luisa more like of Tía than Mami. He actually believes that Luisa is his aunt.

The other good news is that someone gets to watch over her baby brother and finally gets striked with a realisation that "A TODDLER WAS TAKING CARE OF HER NEWBORN SISTER"

#encanto #encanto au #mamaluisa au #answered #luisa madrigal #mirabel madrigal #antonio madrigal #pepa madrigal #dolores madrigal

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allofasudden00 · 2 years

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“Alright ladies, line up!” Julieta orders, smacking a wooden spoon against her hand. There is a chorus of giggles, followed by quickened tiny footsteps. Luisa dances in place, trying to contain her excitement. Isabela smiles widely as she carries Mirabel in her arms. The toddler’s chubby fists are clenched in determination. Julieta smiles down at her hijas. Today is Abuela’s 61st birthday and her girls all insisted on helping her make Abuela’s birthday breakfast. As much as she loves cooking with her girls, it is her kitchen and they need to follow her rules. So naturally, Agustin had suggested to make a little game out of it so they listen better. Julieta points the wooden spoon at them.

“I want everything to be quick and clean. If one of you throws even a bit of cornmeal, you are spending time in the corner of doom!” She points dramatically at a random corner in the kitchen. Casita kicks up tiles and bangs the walls to further illustrate Julieta’s point. All three of her daughters stop giggling, changing their expressions to serious ones. “Okay, the three of you are making the arepa dough. Mira, you are adding the ingredients, Isa, you are mixing, and Luisa, you are forming them!”

Isabela places Mirabel on a stool so she can see the table better. Julieta stares at them to make sure they look ready. All three girls smile at her and nod their heads. Julieta looks to Agustin. He drums his fingers on a pot, giving them a drumroll. The daughters silently hype themselves up, ready for the very important work ahead. Agustin finishes drumming with a dramatic flourish, and the girls immediately begin.

Like a well-oiled machine, the Rojas Madrigal family work in tandem. Mirabel smiles wildly as she throws the ingredients into the bowl, Isabela flicks hair out of her face as she passes the mixture to Luisa, the strong ten-year-old quickly grabs fistfuls of the mixture and starts forming them into balls before flattening them. Julieta takes the somewhat malformed arepas and places them onto the flattop. They work like this for several minutes, breaking into giggles when Isabela accidentally gets some of the dough in her hair, and when Mirabel puffed cornmeal into her own face.

“Lovely work girls! We've got our last batch!” Julieta proclaims with a smile. The girls cheer as Luisa places the last formed arepa with the rest onto the pan, lying in wait for Julieta to cook them. Isabela high-fives her sisters, her hands completely covered in the remnants of the sticky dough. Agustin rushes in to give them all a hug. However, not noticing the spilled cornmeal on the floor, Agustin slips. Julieta watches in slow motion as Agustin’s feet fly in the air. His hands reach out to anything for support. His arm smacks the pan that holds the last batch of uncooked arepas, sending them flying toward the ground.

Agustin lands with a smack onto the tiled floor. He groans and looks up, blinking several times to regain his sight. Upon its return, he sees four faces staring down at him. Each of his daughters share Julieta’s slightly disappointed expression. They all look identical now more than ever.

“They take after you, mi corazón.” Agustin jokes weakly from his spot on the floor.

Another short drabble! I love this family so much, can’t you tell?

#encanto #fanfic #Short drabble #Ay Agustin #A 6 year old with the same disappointed look as her mother #they all just blink at him #I love them so much

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ginnyweatherby · 2 years

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I was thinking about how after Casita fell, we got to see Julieta's fear when Mirabel disappeared, and her relief when she comes back, including their sweet hug... That being said, she's Agustín's kid too, and I wanted to see his reaction to his baby's reappearance. This is that scene.

Dedicated to @magicalmadrigals who keeps us so well fed with fluff, and I thought deserved some in return.

Word Count: 1400 and some change.

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Agustín couldn't remember the last time he had one of his daughters in his bed. The older they became, the less they sought the comfort of their parents' room.

Isabela was always too fussy about her pillows, and Luisa needed her special double-length bed to even begin to be comfortable, so he supposed it was just a matter of growing up.

But now that the family was crammed into his small family home, Mirabel being in bed beside him was less about a little kid wanting their parents, and more out of necessity, since there wasn't another room.

Still… after the day they'd had, Agustín was more than thrilled to have her close by and in sight.

He glanced to his right, peering over the rims of his glasses to see Mirabel snuggled into the pillows, nose buried deeply in a book she'd found on his old shelf.

It was surreal, being in his childhood bedroom again. It had been nearly twenty five years since he'd left it, and he never thought he'd return - much less with his entire family in tow.

Unfortunately, now that Casita was more a pile of rubble, rather than a house, they would have to make do. For awhile, at least.

"I read that book a lot when I was your age," Agustín said offhandedly, picking at a small hole in the quilt.

"Yeah?" Mirabel licked her finger and turned the page, clearly more interested in the words in front of her than holding a conversation.

Still, Agustín wanted to hear her voice.

"Mhm. I'm almost surprised it's still in one piece, I read it so many times."

Mirabel didn't respond, her eyes flitting across the page in rapid fashion, she was devouring the novel in record time.

Agustín stared ahead, looking around the room. Not much had changed since he was her age… the same books on the shelves, the same drawings tacked to the walls. Had the wallpaper always been that ugly?

He didn't know where Julieta had wandered off to, but he was getting tired and hoped she'd be back soon so they could blow the candles out and go to sleep.

The day had been unbelievably long, spending every waking moment (and there were many of them - they'd barely slept a wink the night before) hunting high and low for Mirabel.

Now that she was found, safe and sound beside him, he knew he'd sleep like the dead and wouldn't wake even if a train crashed through the window.

He twiddled his thumbs, trying to find something to keep his mind occupied until his wife returned, and Mirabel finally tore her eyes away from the novel, lowering it into her lap.

"Are you alright, Papi?"

"Wonderful," he said. "Why do you ask?"

"You're acting funny," Mirabel said. "Very… fidgety."

"I'm always acting funny," he said, with a wink. "Just ask your mother."

Mirabel chewed on the inside of her cheek, a horrible habit she'd had since she was a toddler. She didn't look convinced.

"Why, are you okay?"

Mirabel closed the book and laid it on the nightstand opposite of where he sat. "I'm sorry, Pa."

Well that wasn't what he'd expected to hear.

"Sorry?"

Before he knew what was happening, Mirabel threw herself into his arms, wrapping her own tightly around his neck. "I'm so, so sorry."

"Mirabel, you didn't do anything wrong. Nothing that happened was your fau-"

"I'm sorry for scaring you."

Agustín let out a breathy laugh. "Well, that you did do." He squeezed her, while she clamored into his lap. "Scared me a lot, actually."

"I know," Mirabel nuzzled her face further into his shoulder. "I didn't mean to, I promise… I was just so upset."

"Shh, I know," Agustín ran a gentle hand up and down her back. He could hear a tightness in her voice, and he hated when his children cried. There had been far too many tears shed in the last few days.

The last few weeks, really. Even before Antonio's birthday, tensions had been high.

"It's alright, amor. Everything is okay now."

Mirabel moved her head, although he wasn't sure if she was nodding, or using his shirt as a tissue. He supposed it didn't matter.

They sat there for awhile, just clinging to each other, processing the emotions the last couple of days had brought forward.

He hadn't mentioned it to anyone - not even Julieta - but for a brief time, when they couldn't find Mirabel, he wondered if he'd ever get to hug her like this again.

It was a horrible thought, but one that made him press a hand to the back of her head as he snuggled her closer against his chest.

"You know," Agustín began slowly, continuing to rub her back as he spoke. "Even though you scared the absolute hell out of me-"

He smiled when he heard Mirabel giggle at that. He didn't curse often in front of the kids, but he knew it always amused them when he did. "Even though you scared me, I'm still very, very proud of you."

Mirabel pulled back and looked at him through watery eyes, her glasses slightly foggy. "Really?"

"Extremely." He removed the glasses from her face and wiped them with his shirt, before placing them gently back on her nose. "You stood up for yourself. It was overdue, honestly."

Mirabel wiped her eye with a knuckle, leaning back on her knees. "I don't like fighting with Abuela but…"

Agustín sighed. "It was a long time coming. I lost my temper with her too."

Mirabel stared at him. "You're the most patient person I know!"

"Even the most patient people have their limits," Agustín pressed a kiss to her forehead, a sad smile on his face. "I think we've all reached our limits this week."

Mirabel nodded.

"That being said, while I am extremely, extremely proud of you," Agustín leaned back against the pillows, Mirabel curling into his side like she had when she was much smaller. "Please never scare me like that again. My hair is gray enough, thank you very much." He accentuated his point by running a hand through it, making it stick out on one side.

Mirabel snorted. "Got it."

They quieted again, and for a time all that was heard was the sound of Mirabel's sisters snoring through the wall.

"It will all work out, I promise," Agustín said, a firm hand on her shoulder. "It'll take time, but everything will settle down eventually. We'll rebuild the house, finally get you your own room-"

"Ooh, can I pick the color?" Mirabel perked up at the thought, a brightness to her eyes that had been lacking lately.

Agustín chuckled. "Any color of the rainbow, amor." He placed a kiss on the top of her head. "But I'm serious. Soon enough, no one will even remember any of this."

Mirabel laughed. "I have a hard time believing that… but I will say, it'll be nice not to have to listen to Isa and Lu snore all night."

"I'll have you know, you snore too." Agustín brushed his nose against his daughter's, eliciting a small giggle.

Just then, the door pushed open to reveal Julieta, with a tray and three steaming mugs on it.

"What's so funny?" She asked, sidling up to the bed and sitting on the edge.

"Papi says I snore," Mirabel said.

"He's right," Julieta agreed. "But you get it from him."

Agustín threw his hand over his heart, aghast. "I would never."

"Why do you think I drink so much coffee in the morning?" Julieta teased, handing each of them a mug of warm tea. "It's impossible to sleep with you in the room. Now with both of you in my bed, it's going to be doubly impossible."

Mirabel laughed again, blowing on the cup. She settled comfortably between them, nestled deeply in the pillows against the headboard.

They stayed up just long enough to finish their tea, chatting about what color Mirabel was going to paint her new bedroom.

(It seemed she was taking up his offer to paint it any color of the rainbow… and was choosing all of them.)

But it wasn't long before Agustín was blowing out the candle on his nightstand, looking over at his wife and daughter, both sound asleep beside him.

Yes, he thought as he pulled the blankets higher over their shoulders. He might not have remembered the last time one of his children shared his bed, but he certainly wouldn't forget this one any time soon.

#this sort of parent fluff is right in my wheelhouse #disney #encanto #encanto fanfiction #mirabel madrigal #agustín madrigal #agustin madrigal #julieta madrigal #encanto fan fiction #otp: ay agustín #weatherby writes #random ramblings

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