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magicalmadrigals · 3 months
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I wanna do a collection of one shots about the Madrigal kids and their parents when they were all little - inspired by my hc that Isabela got herself tangled up in her vines CONSTANTLY when she was little because I need that in my life.
If any of you guys have any suggestions for chapters - like for any of the kiddos and their gifts or just funny moments within the family, let me know. I would be happy to do them :)
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Encantober 2023 Day 8: Question
Julieta has been pregnant with her second child for seven months now, and she has been showered with nothing but affection and support from her family and the rest of the Encanto. She was getting close to the end of her pregnancy, which meant Alma had to bring the spare arepas and take her place in healing the village until her child was seven months old.
Knowing that she was the only one pregnant this time around made Julieta feel a little bit nervous. During her last pregnancy, she had Pepa pregnant with her, so they could work through their pregnancies together. Now, she was on her own. She did not have her sister to let her pregnancy hormones out with her this time; but at least she can support her in other ways. Now that her daughter just turned two years old, and her niece will be two in two weeks, she has even more support than she did in her first pregnancy.
Isabela has especially been excited about the new baby since Julieta announced her pregnancy. She and Dolores have been pretending to feed and change their baby dolls to practice being the best big sister and cousin they could be. Seeing them as excited as they were about the new baby was enough for Julieta to know Isabela was going to be the best big sister and Dolores was going to be the best big cousin.
It was not until one day when the toddlers were playing in the living room and Julieta and Pepa were watching over them when the sisters got the question that would shock them for a while. They did not think they were going to get this question until the girls were at least four years old.
Julieta sat on the couch with Pepa as they watched over their daughters coloring together. When the girls were finished with their pictures, they gave them to their mothers and they looked at them. Isabela’s drawing was of herself and the baby outside on a sunny day next to a tree. She was giving the baby a flower in the picture. Dolores’s picture was of herself and Isabela holding the baby, with Dolores singing a song to her.
“These are such beautiful pictures, mija! We’re going to hang these in the nursery so all three of you can see them,” said Julieta.
“Gracias, mami,” Isabela replied.
The girls climbed onto the couch to sit on their mothers’ laps and hugged them as tightly as they could. Knowing that the baby will have pictures of their big sister and cousin will let her know that she has so much love in this house. Julieta knew the baby will love Isabela and Dolores just as much as they will love her.
“Mami, Tia Juli, we have a question,” Dolores pointed out.
“What is it, mi vida?” Pepa asked.
“Where do babies come from?” Isabela asked.
That was when Julieta and Pepa’s hearts sank in shock. “You want to know… where babies come from?” said Julieta.
“Si.”
“What made you think of that?”
“Baby Luisa is in your tummy. How did the baby get inside you?”
The sisters’ hearts sank even more. They know the stork story is out of the question because Isabela asked how the baby got inside her tummy. They needed to think of something, and fast; because when Isabela asks a question, that’s all she would ask for the entire day. She wanted to know why this and why that. So avoiding the question and changing the subject was not an option for them.
“Querida, do you remember when your abuela told you girls the story of the stork a couple months ago?”
“Si, we remember,” Dolores chimed in.
“Well, there’s more to that story. When a stork comes and delivers that baby, he uses his magic to let the baby grow in a mommy’s tummy for nine months. Then, when the baby is ready to come out, the doctors have to help get the baby out, which is why you see lots of babies being born at the hospital.”
“Is that like where our magic comes from?” Isabela asked.
“It’s kind of where our magic comes from, except the magic is spread all over the Encanto and beyond.” Pepa added.
“So I came from the stork’s magic?” Dolores asked.
“Yes, you did.”
“And me?” Isabela asked.
“You too,” Julieta replied.
“And baby Luisa came from the stork’s magic too?”
“Si, mi amor.”
“I can’t wait for baby Luisa to be born so I can tell her that she came from magic just like us and Casita!”
Isabela and Dolores made their way off of their mothers’ laps and ran upstairs with their pictures. They made their way into the nursery and slammed the door to play some more. Julieta and Pepa sighed in relief when they saw their daughters satisfied with the answer they were given and moving on with a new activity. Crisis averted.
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kirric-the-fan · 2 years
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She takes after you
Pirate au drabble (family fluff, little bit of angst): When Dolores is born, Félix feels sad that she isn't a merperson like him. Fastforward a few years and they realise she's more like him than she seems.
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"She looks like you."
"She's got her father's eyes," Pepa murmured softly in return, turning her head towards him, "and complexion." The babe nestled quietly in her arms, wrapped among the blankets as the after-echoes of the storm still rocked the ship around them. Pepa winced as a hand curled through her shirt, the brief tussle to retrieve it turning her grimace into a weary smile. "And grip."
Félix laid his head against her shoulder, and curled his arms around them both. "She's beautiful," he said, planting a kiss on her cheek, "just like her ma."
"You flatterer, you."
A soft chuckle rumbled through his chest as he kissed her again. "You're one to talk." His kisses kept going, dotting down her neck and towards her shoulders until she smiled.
"Careful:" she warned him. "Remember how we got into this mess."
"A beautiful mess." He reached down, caressing their baby's head. The baby stirred a little at the touch, as if leaning into the warmth. He let out a sigh. A new life. Their child. A miracle of their own. A warmth filled his heart, and, for a moment, he couldn't imagine there could be anything in the world more wondrous than this.
Pepa adjusted her hold, some of the blankets falling away as the baby kicked.
Félix swept in, scooping a hand down to rescue the loose folds and gather them back in. He paused at their baby's feet. Two feet, pink, and poking out from the bottom of the blanket. Two little pinkish feet topped with tiny little bud-like toes that curled in on themselves. He traced a finger (almost as big as they were) along the bottom of one, starting as they moved, pulling away from him and paddling through the air. He stared, entranced by their movements, so strange and new.
"Félix?"
"Hmm?"
"She's going to get cold."
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"Félix?"
He barely heard his name filtering through the darkness, or the scrape of the lid on wood as it was pulled aside.
"Felix, mi amor, talk to me. What's wrong?"
"Wrong? Nothing's wrong."
"Don't give me that."
He spiralled up out of the barrel, water sluicing off his chest as he turned to face his wife and give her a kiss. "What's wrong is that you aren't resting," he said softly. "You've just had a baby. You need to recover." Pepa still looked tired, and pregnant; the bump, while lessened, still prominent.
"I'll be fine. I want to know what has my husband hiding away down here. I've barely seen you."
He ignored her, looking around instead. "Where's-?"
"Julieta's looking after the girls."
"You should be with her."
"As should you."
Félix sank back into the water, his face fallen.
"What is it?"
He didn't answer, retreating even further, almost disappearing under the surface.
"Félix,"
"Aren't I allowed to have a quiet soak?" he said.
Pepa reached in after him. "Félix, don't do this to me. I know something's wrong. You're in your sad barrel." He tried to protest, but she stopped him. "You never come down here unless you're feeling down." Pepa paused, leaning over the side. "Is this about our Lola? You've barely spent any time with her."
His silence spoke too loudly, stretching between the decks. "Félix," Pepa started.
"It's not her. She's wonderful. She's beautiful, she's perfect, it's just..."
"Félix?" Pepa prompted, her words soft.
He pulled himself round, his back to her. There wasn't a lot of space in the barrel, but there was enough; and, with bit of a wriggle, he freed himself, lifting his tailfin out of the water. He held it up, turning it this way and that. The light glistened off of the silvery scales, the last droplets of water running down the sides. Sadness tinged his voice. "She takes after you."
"Oh," Pepa breathed, "Félix..."
She gathered his hand in hers. "I didn't know it bothered you this much."
"I didn't think it would." He stared at his tail, his voice so small. "I know it shouldn't. I don't want it to: I just felt…" His hand drifted, building circles in the air to nothing. "Confused." He dropped it with a sigh, letting it splash down back into the water. His reflection distorted and disappeared, chopped up into a hundred ripples. The sound lapped against the sides of the barrel. "I don't know: it's… complicated. I thought if I had some time, if I could just work it through in here," he tapped at his head, "I'd be fine again. But…" he trailed off. "But I shouldn't be bothering you with this. You don't need me pulling you down right now."
"What I need is to know is that my husband's okay. I need him to know that he's allowed to feel sad, so long as he doesn't shut us out."
"But-"
"You're allowed to have emotions as much as anyone else. But I need you to be there for us. Feelings and all."
"I don't want our bebé to think I'm upset because of her."
"Oh Félix," she planted kiss on his head, long and deep. "You packed yourself into the dingiest barrel at the bottom of the ship just so you wouldn't hurt her feelings. You already care for her so much. I wish you could see that." She moved, settling by the side of the barrel where he could see her. If he looked. "But she is just a baby. She doesn't care about any of that right now. All she wants is sleep and food. And to be held. And one or two other things that I am not going to be doing all the time, so her father had better pull himself together and haul his tail out of these barrels sometimes to help clean her up, or, so help me, I will find a nice sandy desert to strand him in."
"I will, I-" It took him a moment to notice she was smiling at him. "Oh. Well…" he fumbled over his words. "Cleaning. I can manage that." He turned to his wife, practically nose to nose as he leaned on the side of the barrel. They shared a kiss, parting after a quiet, breathy moment. He slowly blinked up at her. "You know, even if she doesn't take after me, that'll mean she's going to take after the person I love more than anything in the world. And that, can never be a bad thing."
Pepa smiled, and kissed him again. "Just you wait Félix. I'm sure she'll take after her father in ways we can't even imagine. And she's going to be amazing."
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A couple of years later:
"Félix?" Pepa called. She paced the deck, cupping her hands to her mouth and calling out again when he didn't reply. "Ugh, where is he?" She collared a nearby crewman. "Have you seen Félix? Or my daughter?" A shake of the head and she let them go with a sigh, turning her hunt to another deck.
There was no sign of them. It wasn't until she was well below decks that she heard the gentle slosh of water, subtle, counter against the rush and thump of the sea at the hull. She made her way over to the tub. It was bigger than some of their other containers, but sure enough, when she peered over the edge she could spy the silvery shimmers of her husband within. Movement too, hands tapping against each other and then against a smaller pair- their daughter down there too, perched in the crook of his tail.
Her heart warmed, watching the two play, then tightened as she realised the seconds were stretching on and they still remained underwater. "Lola?" A trail of bubbles escaped her daughter's lips, the ghost of a giggle chasing through the water. But she didn't emerge, more bubbles trailing up as she writhed under the surface. "Lola." She tried to quell her racing heart. She needed to breathe. Surely he'd know, but Félix didn't need it, and he was there, his tail curled around her... Dolores wriggled again, thrashing around and sending waves all across the top. "LOLA!" She grabbed her daughter and hauled her out in one swift move, sending water cascading over the deck. "It's okay, I've got you, I've got you!"
Félix burst out after her, his alarm turning to confusion as he saw her. "Hey! What- Pepa?"
They faced each other down for a moment, water still dripping on the floor.
"What on Earth do you think you're doing?!" Pepa snapped.
"What am I doing? What are you doing?"
"Saving our daughter! Have you forgotten that she needs to breathe?" Her exasperation wasn't lost on him.
"She's fine amor, look at her." True enough, little Dolores was giggling and squirming in her mothers hands, seemingly un-phased by her brush with death. The girl pulled a face, letting out a 'nyeh' and shaking the water off her head until her hair bounced up again. Just like her father did. She was beaming up at them. "Besides, I thought you said humans know how to hold their breath underwater."
"As babies! And we can't do it for that long either!" Pepa kneaded her forehead with one hand. "It's a good thing I came down when I did," she shot a glare at Félix, "otherwise we'd be preparing for two funerals." The point wasn't lost on him, and she turned back to Dolores, bouncing her on her hip and nudging her hair out her face. "Come on, let's get you dried off."
"Uh..." Félix's voice stalled her steps. "How-" he flinched under her glare, hands curling in to his chest and tapping against each other. "How long is...'not long'?"
"Félix," Pepa warned.
"I'm just wondering because you've never really said, only that you've got hold your breath and it takes some time but-"
"Minutes! After a couple of minutes most of us start to suffocate!"
There was a pregnant pause, a silence, then his eyes flicked to their daughter and back. "She never has."
For a moment they just looked at each other, then, in tandem, the two of them turned to look at their daughter, and Dolores chortled, laughing and giggling as if at some joke neither of them knew.
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Waves lapped against the sandy shore. Pepa watched Agustín and Bruno, paddling around in the shallows with Isabela, her brother stumbling to catch Isa upright as another wave threatened to pull her over.
Isabela barely noticed, and dove into the waves to the water beneath. Every so often Isabela would burst out again, gasping for big gulps of air before diving down, determined to outlast her cousin who lurked just beneath the surface. The next attempt, despite all of Isabela's protests, was doomed to fail as much as the first, and all her other attempts. Her daughter could breathe underwater.
Pepa watched as Félix rolled by, a broad shape under the surface, scooping Dolores with him as he swam.
"That's going to be useful," her sister said, stirring beside her, "for a sailor." It was unusual, to see her laid out so unguarded, just taking in the sun, her hand resting protectively over the bump in her belly. Another baby on the way, their family growing even more by the year, bringing a new generation of Madrigals.
Félix. She couldn't deny it suited him, being a papá. For all the challenges they'd faced, he'd taken to it like a natural, always so full of love and generosity. And now… She watched them curl through the clear blue waters, her little Lola right by his side, hand in her father's as he helped her along.
She takes after you.
Pepa felt a pang of longing.
"Go on." Pepa blinked at her sister, and Julieta gave her a smile. "I know that look. Go." Pepa hesitated, looking around. The rest of the crew were further up shore, giving them some privacy, and their boys were too busy in the water. If she- "I'll be fine," Julieta said, interrupting her thoughts. "You belong with them."
With the barest hesitation belt, boots, and other extras were tossed aside, Pepa stripped down to shirt and breeches, and she swept down to the shore, skimming over the sand, the sun gleaming around her as she dived into the waves. And her family were there, coming up from the corals to greet her with open arms.
(thank you for reading- more pirate au content can be found here, and I'd love to hear what you think, and if you've got any q's or prompts you'd like me to write for the au, my askbox is always open (I'm not scary, I swear!))
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zuuz-dot-chr-exe · 5 days
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Romualda would like to be her village's little hero, but her Tia has a bit of an advice for her.
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foreveranevilregal · 2 years
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Idk what you'll think about this idea so u don't have to do this but but but how about a mostly fluff fic where either Dolores or Felix is crying, Pepa finds them/they go to Pepa and she comforts them?
I love that idea! Hope you like this! 
“Dinner is almost ready; can you let everyone know?” Julieta requested.
“Of course.” Pepa left the kitchen to round up the others. Félix was the first person she ran into. He held a giggling, squirmy Camilo in his arms. “Dinner’s ready,” she let him know. “Hola, Camilo,” she cooed, trailing a finger tenderly along his chubby cheek, and smiling at his resulting giggle.
“Excellent.” Félix grinned, shifting Camilo to his other side to give Pepa a kiss. “Do you want me to tell the others?”
“Yes, that would be great.”
But ultimately, it wasn’t necessary. Isabela and Luisa had come in from playing outside, both adorned with flower crowns shedding petals on the ground.
“Tío! Tía!” They cried out excitedly, running up to them and throwing their little arms around them. Isabela’s hug was gentle and sweet, much like she was. Luisa, in her enthusiasm, ended up lifting Pepa right off the ground. Poor thing was still getting the hang of her gift.
It caught her by surprise. “Easy, Lu,” she reminded her gently when she saw that Luisa was turning towards Félix. While she didn’t mind Luisa picking her up, she didn’t think it was a good idea for her to do that to Félix while he was holding the baby.
“Okay, tía.” Luisa nodded solemnly. She wrapped her arms around her tío delicately, snuggling into him as he ruffled her hair playfully. “Hola, tío.” She smiled up at Camilo, who was examining her curiously. “Hola, Milo.”
“Lulu,” he burbled happily. “Isa!” He flapped his tiny arms around in joy.
“I think someone’s happy to see his primas.” Pepa beamed over at them. Rays of sunlight illuminated the five of them.
Isabela preened at the comment. “But I’m his favorite prima, right?”
Luisa frowned. “No, I am.”
“No, I am!”
They began to bicker about which of the two of them was Camilo’s favorite. Secretly, Pepa knew they were both wrong. Camilo’s real favorite had just entered the room, secure in her father’s arms and nuzzling into his chest.
“Did I hear something about dinner?” Agustín asked with a grin.
“Yes, dinner’s ready.” Pepa smiled at him and Mirabel, who was examining the room in her usual studious way, taking in every detail. Whereas Camilo was rambunctious and energetic, she was calmer; preferring to observe rather than act. After giving Mirabel a soft kiss on the cheek, she did a mental head count and came up short. Someone was missing.
“Where’s Dolores?” Her eyes scanned the room as if her daughter was hiding somewhere, to no avail. All she could see at child level were Isabela and Luisa chasing each other around the room, their fight quickly forgotten.
“I’m not sure.” Félix shrugged.
“Isa?” Pepa turned to her older sobrina.
Her eyebrows knitted together in thought. “I haven’t seen her since we got home from school.”
Pepa sighed. That was the last time she’d seen Dolores too, and it was several hours ago. Things had been so busy with Camilo that sometimes their quiet Dolores slipped through the cracks. She needed to be a better mother. “Okay, I’m going to go find her. The rest of you, go to dinner.”
The last thing she heard as she walked away was Luisa piping up that they needed to find tío Bruno too and tell him about dinner so he wouldn’t be hungry. Right. Bruno had been missing too. But he had a habit of disappearing for long stretches of time before popping back up. Dolores’ absence was more worrisome.
Figuring the best place to start looking would be in Dolores’ room, Pepa headed up the stairs. She paused at the door, hesitant to enter. Instead, she put her ear to the door and listened. Soft sobs filtered through the door. No longer hesitating, she threw open the door to see Dolores curled up on the floor next to her bed. Her hands covered her ears, and she hugged her knees as she cried.
Pepa’s heart shattered into a million pieces. She hated to see either of her children cry. “What’s wrong, querida?” She sank down on the ground next to Dolores.
It took the girl a couple tries to get out her reply. “It… it’s too much, mamá.”
“What’s too much?” She brushed fallen curls out of her daughter’s face.
Dolores’ hands stayed firmly over her ears. “It’s too loud,” she sniffled, huddling further into herself.
Oh… Dolores’ gift had been ultrasensitive hearing. Pepa knew that sometimes it could be a bit overwhelming for her, but she didn’t realize the extent to which this was true. “Oh, Lola…” She pulled Dolores into her chest, cradling her and swaying her back and forth gently. “I’m sorry, mi vida, I didn’t realize we were being so loud. We’ll be quieter”
Dolores shook her head. “It’s not that. I mean, okay, it would probably help a little, but…” She trailed off, wiping her snotty nose on her sleeve.
“But…” Pepa prompted her.
“It’s too loud. All the time. Doesn’t matter what’s going on, I can hear everything.”
“Everything?” Pepa knew her hearing was good, but not that good.
“Everything,” Dolores confirmed. “People talking and doing chores, animals eating, things breaking…” She paused to breathe. “When it’s really quiet, I can hear the river flowing. Otherwise, I mostly hear people making all kinds of noise. I hear my primas when they play, even if it’s not at home. I hear Camilo crying at night. I hear people when they get really mad and argue. They’re always louder then.” Dolores shuddered. “I hear everything all the time, mamá, and I don’t know how to make it stop.” She looked at her mother, pleading with her to fix it. “Make it stop, mamá.”
Pepa sighed, holding onto her extra tightly. She was still young enough to have the unwavering belief that her parents could fix anything; that she could come to them with any problem, and they would be able to come up with a solution. But this was a problem she didn’t know how to solve. Dolores’ amazing hearing was her gift from the miracle, but the way she described it, it sounded more like a curse. Not being able to turn off your gift and suffering as a result struck Pepa as all too familiar, and she didn’t want her daughter to suffer the same way she had. “Oh, mi amor…I wish I could help…” Admitting that out loud made her feel powerless, and she could feel her own emotions starting to rise. Clear skies, clear skies…
Dolores sniffled, her big brown eyes boring into Pepa. “Isa gets to choose when she uses her gift. So does Luisa. Why can’t I? Why can’t I turn it off?”
Hearing that caused Pepa’s anger to bubble up to barely containable levels. Why was that the case? Why did her daughter have to suffer, while her sobrinas got to enjoy their gifts at will and not be bothered otherwise? It wasn’t fair. “Your gift is different from theirs,” she murmured into Dolores’ hair, taking care to keep her voice low. “It’s more powerful.”
Dolores sighed. “I like being able to hear a lot, most of the time, but sometimes I just want it all to stop. I don’t want to hear everything all the time.”
Now Pepa’s emotions were getting harder to control. Her daughter was hurting, and she couldn’t help her. All she could do was keep holding her and comforting her, but it wasn’t enough. What she wanted was to make her daughter’s pain stop, and she couldn’t do that. “I’m sorry, Dolores, I really am…I wish I could do something to help,” she whispered, feeling like a complete idiot. What kind of a useless mother was she, that she couldn’t even help her own daughter? Soon enough, a small cloud cast a shadow on the two of them. No no no, not now, not rain, please…
Dolores turned her head curiously towards the cloud. “Are you sad, mamá?”
Pepa just nodded. She couldn’t lie to her. “I am.” She pushed aside some of Dolores’ voluminous curls to press a kiss to her head.
“Why are you sad?” Dolores looked at her with concern.
Pepa choked back a sob. Here she was, failing to comfort her daughter and instead she was now worried about her mother. Meanwhile, she hadn’t managed to help her, Dolores was still suffering, and the injustice of it all made her boil over. Thunder began to rumble lowly around them. Great. She squeezed her eyes shut, cursing herself for her own stupid lack of control, when she’d had her gift for thirty years.
Dolores’ eyes widened at the sound. “What’s the matter, mamá?”
Pepa willed the tears to retreat, to not end up raining on Dolores when she’d already ruined everything with her thunder. “I’m sorry, Dolores…I’m so sorry. I’m sad because your gift is hurting you and I can’t do anything to help and instead I just made it worse with my thunder and-“ Pepa deflated, running out of breath.
“You didn’t.”
“I didn’t what?”
“You didn’t make it worse.”
Pepa couldn’t believe her ears. “What do you mean? I made it thunder.”
For the first time, Dolores loosened her hold on her ears. “I like the thunder. It’s… comforting?”
Pepa let out a harsh laugh. “Comforting?” That certainly wouldn’t be the first word she’d use to describe it.
Dolores paused to collect her thoughts. “Yeah, it’s not too loud, so it doesn’t hurt my ears, but it’s loud enough to block everything else out. It’s perfect.” She offered her mother a small smile.
Pepa could have cried from joy. Indeed, a few raindrops landed on the two of them. “I’m so glad I could help.”
Dolores snuggled into her chest, letting out a sigh of relief. “Thank you, mamá.”
“Anything for you, mi bebé.”
Dolores wrinkled her nose. “I’m not a baby, mamá. I’m a big girl,” she insisted. “Camilo’s the baby.”
Pepa let out a heart laugh. “You are, but you’ll always be mi bebé. Because I’m your mamá and I love you.”
Dolores rolled her eyes, but she kept smiling. “Can you keep the thunder going? Just for a little bit?”
Pepa was so focused on Dolores that she hadn’t even realized the thunder faded away. “Of course, mi rayo de sol.” She summoned up a low thrum of thunder, just enough to fill the space around them without becoming overwhelming.
Dolores’ thin arms snaked around her to give her a hug. “Thank you, mamá. This is nice.”
Pepa hummed contentedly. The quiet rhythmic rolling of the thunder was lulling both of them into a more relaxed state. “Do you want to just stay like this for a while?”
“I do.”
And they did, all the way through dinner, until Dolores finally fell asleep in her mother’s arms.
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My continued journey of asking more characters for Tree Fiddy. I cannot believe how much of a difficult customer Eugene Fitzherbert was. At least most of the Madrigal family fell for it. 😈 I expected Mirabel to be the most likely to fall for my antics, but she was the only Madrigal family member to see through me straight away. It took Dolores some time. Also, I'm surprised that Julieta and I had most of our conversation in Spanish without it being my doing. Good thing I studied Spanish at a university even if I made a clumsy mistake. I need to stop pestering random characters for tree fiddy so I can draw some pictures and update my phone background (or even post more pictures here in general).
Update: I forgot to post my conversation with Pepa so here it is:
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justanisabelakinnie · 2 years
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For the unpopular opinions ask game:Antonio is genderfluid and realizes it when they're older
Agree!
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arandomperson5647 · 7 months
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Encanto info from Jared Bush's Q&As
This is a little place where you can find (hopefully) a lot of info Jared has said in his Q&As. This is if you wanna check smth and don't wanna go on a hunt to confirm it since it's been so long. Idk if I got everything, I highly doubt I did, so if you have a piece of info I don't have and have a link to it, I can edit it on. Ngl I'm also kinda doing this for myself cuz I was curious to know everything he's told us. I'll mostly summarize the answer so it isn't longer than it needs to be, but I'll also copy+paste if I'm too lazy.
The info here kinda varies from interesting, to obvious stuff, to potentially pointless but really any of it can be used to do whatever.
Some of the answers he provided aren't concrete solid ("I think __ would happen", "I always thought ___", etc), so take this all with a grain of salt. I'll try to phrase the uncertain ones differently so you know they're not 100% (probably, possibly, might, etc). If the answer he gives is completely up to interpretation, then I won't include it. Some might be repeated cuz I don't feel like looking back to see if he answered the same question twice.
Just to warn you guys before you click "keep reading", this is a LONG post, so if you don't want it fill up your page, don't click it unless you really wanna read everything.
Antonio's Birthday Q&A #2 (5/21/23)
Canon universe:
Dolores never truly believed Bruno was still around. She heard stuff, but everyone told her he was gone, so she thought she was imagining things. "I knew he never left" was her way of saying "I shouldn't have doubted myself."
Antonio was a shy kid and animals are were easier for him to make friends with.
The potteries in Bruno's room were because it was fairly public for people who want visions, so they're probably a nod to that.
When Pedro went to the attackers when he died, he was planning to reason with them.
Luisa's associated with donkeys because they’re beasts of burden and that’s how everyone treated her.
Mirabel has her embroidery because she loves her family, but potentially also because she subconsciously want to make sure the villagers know despite having no gift she is every bit a Madrigal.
Isabela might potentially secretly like Pepa's chaos.
Julieta's really good at hiding her feelings about the pressure of being the town's healer, but she's also a naturally strong person.
There's a reason why Bruno's single but Jared didn't tell us.
Bruno's favorite food is Ajiaco, but potentially also big butt ants.
Julieta probably noticed Mirabel wasn't in the pic at Antonio's ceremony immediately after it was taken, but Mirabel had already left by then.
For a while, Bruno's limit for future seeing was until the fall of Castia, but now it's limitless.
Alma didn't necessarily approve of Agustín at first because he wasn't overly spectacular or confident.
Mirabel and Camilo got along well when they were young, but after Mirabel's ceremony, Camilo felt more pressure to perform and show off.
Even before his gift, Bruno probably worried and wondered about the future, which is what caused his gift.
The Madrigals mostly assumed Bruno had somehow left the Encanto after his disappearance.
The birth of the miracle happened near the turn of the 20th century, and Antonio's ceremony was 50 years later.
The 5th birthdays for the Madrigals is the big one. The others are "regular".
Camilo often annoys Isabela for fun and also because he's a bit envious of her. They're kinda opposite, perfect vs a clown.
The post-movie relationship between Mirabel and Isabela is probably mischevious.
Bruno probably already was breaking from pressure when Isabela was only in single digits.
Alma was loving to all her grandchildren, but sometimes it felt conditional due to her expectations. She wasn't self-aware enough to realize.
Félix can play the tiple, but not shown in the film.
Agustín and Félix probably wore their respective colors before marrying their respective wives. Their colors are also a nod to regionality.
Alma might've seen cracks before Mirabel saw them at Antonio's ceremony (not at the moment tho), giving her a reason to actually believe Mirabel and pray to Pedro.
Based off the book "Mystery in the Rainforest", Dolores and Mariano are engaged and planning a wedding soon.
There is a school in the Encanto, but since it's closed off and was formed in the beginning of the 20th century, new info would cease.
Pedro might've been the one to know sewing and embroidery. He taught it to Alma, who taught Julieta and Mirabel. She probably taught others but Mirabel did it the most.
Bruno's door might've started glowing again during his vision in Antonio's room because Mirabel is making him feel included in the family (and therefore Casita) again.
The Madrigals do have friends groups, just not shown.
Camilo's gift can be tiring. Like an actor playing their part.
Mirabel probably would've had a negative or even traumatic impact from the fall of Castia, mostly due to a near death experience.
The Madrigals have never tested their gifts beyond the Encanto, so it's still a mystery on what happens.
Antonio probably can talk to animals from different countries, not just Colombia.
Camilo sometimes tries to impress everyone with his gift.
Mirabel's birthday became "stressful" ever since her 5th.
Isabela would probably help Antonio decorate his room with crazy plants.
Behind the scenes:
5/21 is Afro-Colombian Day, which is why that's Antonio's bday.
There used to be a deleted scene of Mirabel getting grounded by Casita.
The Guzmans originally had the same number of family members as the Madrigals, and each member was like a doppelgänger of each gifted Madrigal child, except Mirabel, who was represented in the Guzman family by a goat.
There used to be a scene where Camilo's gift goes haywire at night or smth (can't figure out the full pic for this one).
Writers considered early on that Mirabel would want to leave, but they decided that from a character and cultural perspective, leaving her family would have been the absolute worst thing she could imagine.
It's never been established how long the ceremony doors appear before the ceremony, but 9 months has been considered.
Early versions would show that Alma had strict parents. It may or may not be true now, but it would make sense.
Mirabel used to have a gap in her teeth to show her quirkiness, but was removed because they wanted to show it in other ways.
Encanto Disney+ Hollywood Bowl Q&A (12/28/22)
Cannon universe:
Emotions can sometimes affect Bruno's visions.
Camilo often helped take care of babies even before Antonio's birth. He was just naturally good with them.
The stairs in Bruno's room probably grew as he became more distanced, so they probably lessened when Casita came back.
Luisa's favorite sister is probably Mirabel.
Camilo would probably sometimes be happy that Isabela found her true self, while also a bit jealous. It depends on the moment.
The Madrigals' reaction to someone entering the Encanto would probably be chaotic.
As a way to protect them, Alma was always a little strict on her family.
Julieta and Agustín often worried how Mirabel was doing, especially for Antonio's ceremony.
Alma tried to show she loved Mirabel in her own way after her ceremony and before the movie.
Camilo's experience being the only boy in the house for a while was...interesting. Not the easiest.
Pepa and Dolores' gifts have caused some difficulties between the two.
Especially post-movie, Bruno, Agustín and Félix would be a ridiculous trio.
The candle is now gone, but a new miracle took its place.
Félix and Mirabel have a good relationship, especially post-movie.
Isabela's 5th birthday was the first gift ceremony for the grandchildren.
Bruno was probably superstitious before moving in the walls.
Before the house fell, Alma probably wouldn't like Dolores marrying Mariano. After, she'd accept it.
The other Madrigals might have hidden potential in their gifts, much like Isabela did.
The townspeople mostly either put the Madrigals on a high pedestal or see them as equals.
Isa probably had at least one flower she'd intentionally give Mirabel allergies with.
Bruno was probably a bit popular at one point.
Adopted Madrigal kids that were 6+ would probably still get a gift.
Mirabel's near-sighted.
Camilo's probably gotten in trouble for his disguises at times.
Bruno's mostly a rat guy because he's around them the most.
Pepa has a sweet tooth but doesn't let her self have too much due to her weather.
Isabela can grow trees and crops.
There's no definite reason why Isa was the favorite grandchild, but being the eldest didn't help.
When Alma said "the magic is strong, and so are the drinks", she was really trying to get everyone back to the party.
The gifts can tire out the Madrigals if used a lot, sometimes physical pain can occur.
Alma might have siblings, but it's not confirmed.
Behind the scenes:
There used to be a scene of Mirabel getting grounded. Idk if it's the same scene as the previous one mentioned, but the context of the question might suggest otherwise. ("What would've happened to Mirabel if she was found after the dinner?")
There were versions in the end credits of everyone reuniting with Bruno.
There is potential for a Madrigal with OCD, autism, etc, but not yet confirmed.
Triplet's Birthday Q&A (8/17/23)
Cannon universe:
Bruno and the grandkids now watch telenovelas together.
Julieta's favorite food is probably ajiaco.
Mirabel's first word would potentially be "sita" because she loved Casita but couldn't say the full word.
Dolores' room has a lot of soundproofing.
The reason Mirabel seems to interact with Castia the most out of the Madrigals is because she was mostly an outsider, with only Casita to talk to.
Encanto is a hidden place, so simply finding it is near impossible.
There are respected town elders in Encanto, but Alma is considered the founder.
Pedro said something to Alma before he died, potentially in Spanish, but it's not confirmed what.
In terms of personality, Mirabel is the closest to Pedro.
For adoptive kids, Casita may be able to anticipate the arrival of someone new even before the family is consciously aware of it, giving them a new door.
Bruno's a fan of chocolate.
Mirabel loves every color. She has no known favorite.
Julieta got married first between her and Pepa.
Bruno's rats aren't sentient like humans, so Bruno would have to train them to do whatever.
It's possible another Madrigal felt resentment towards Bruno after he left.
Julieta's gift possibly only works with a combo of cooking and giving, but not confirmed.
Bruno learned how to use his gift through practice and invented customs. It was complicated.
Julieta probably needs to know the person's injury before healing it.
The majority of the Madrigals' dominate hands are right. Julieta and Antonio are left handed. Luisa is ambidextrous. It's unsure, but Mirabel is potentially left handed.
Mirabel's favorite food is arepa con queso.
Antonio's favorite snack is nailed rice.
Agustín and Félix have jobs in the town, but not confirmed what.
In a book, it was mentioned that Bruno was the golden child of the family. He probably fell from that position in his late teens.
Agustín's favorite meal from Julieta is chocolate santafereño.
Gifts can possibly be repeated, but not in the same generation.
The refugees/townspeople had brought everything from home they used to start farming when the Encanto formed.
Isabela and Mariano still have a good relationship after the movie. Neither were too wild about the engagement.
The bedrooms can change if their owner wants them to.
The gift ceremonies will now be different without a candle.
Madrigals still do the traditional quinceañera.
The Encanto doesn't have electricity.
Bruno has left the walls a few times for a break.
Isabela will probably keep switching up her outfit now that she can.
Luisa has always felt protective of Mirabel.
Behind the scenes:
Casita used to have shown that it has only 1 bathroom, which was located in the back right corner under Bruno's tower.
There was a deleted scene where Julieta yelled at Alma in front of the entire town after Mirabel went missing.
Julieta is the one singing w/ Mirabel during the "constellations glow/the seasons change in turn" lyric.
There used to be a version of Bruno using water with his vision.
The line said by Mirabel, "Even in our darkest moments there's light where you least expect it" was cut after Lin Manuel Miranda wrote Dos Oruguitas and the emotional thrust of Mirabel’s words needed to evolve to encompass what she’d just learned.
There was a Waiting on a Miracle reprise that was cut because they felt they didn't need it.
The concept of a new door appearing was considered to start with the doorknob.
No one intervened during Alma and Mirabel's argument because the writers felt that it was Mirabel's moment to shine.
VERY early on, Bruno (then known as Oscar) was Mirabel's estranged cousin.
Indestructibility was a gift they wanted to use. It was actually Pepa's original gift.
Dolores' Birthday Q&A (8/31/22)
Cannon universe:
People in Isabela's position wouldn't really have the chance to have authentic relationships because they're hiding their true self. This could potentially apply to Isa herself.
Before Mirabel's ceremony, her family was excited for her. After, the family’s ability to see Mirabel clearly was too obscured by their unhealthy dynamics but were probably unaware of that until Mirabel brought it to light.
Bruno's oversized clothing was by personal preference, potentially because of his awkward nature.
Before Isabela showed up in Bruno's vision, another person was there, who is possibly a young Alma. While not confirmed, it is implied in Jared's answer.
Félix and Agustín already had gifts, just not in a way that others could see.
Isabela lets herself break the rules, so while not confirmed, it's possible she could recreate mythical plants.
The town probably functions like a combination of where everyone came from.
The triplets used to have little meetings in Bruno's room when they were little.
Behind the scenes:
There used to be a scene where Bruno revealed he had a secret elevator in his room.
Agustín's Birthday Q&A (6/19/22)
Cannon universe:
Part of what fuels the miracle is unconditional love. When Mirabel and Isa showed that during What Else can I Do?, it affected the magic.
Julieta often gives people the food they like rather than something random.
For a long time, Isabela was the favorite grandchild for Alma. Before her ceremony, Mirabel was. After Casita's rebuild, many dynamics changed.
Agustín was born in the Encanto, but his family was from a city, so he was raised with the city-vibe.
Luisa's favorite food is bandeja paisa.
Every gift can be affected by emotions in some way.
Casita probably helped Bruno hide, but not confirmed.
If Mirabel and Bruno decided to leave the Encanto after Casita fell, the entire family would've fallen apart.
The only people in the Encanto were the ones who traveled with Alma. They all got there at the same time, no one got in or out.
Behind the scenes:
There used to be an exit for Bruno's wall room behind the family tree, but it wasn't used.
Antonio's Birthday Q&A (5/21/22)
Cannon universe:
Mirabel's canonically 5'2.
Mirabel has good relationships with Pepa and Félix. Félix loves everyone and likes hanging out with pretty much anybody. Pepa is a good tia, she’s just very emotional, but for most of the movie (and her life before) felt she had to bottle her emotions which only made them worse.
Bruno probably doesn't need the sand for visions, but as time went on he added his own superstitions.
The color of the magic in the end changed. It wasn't the color of the candle anymore, but the colors of Mirabel. What that means? No one knows.
Bruno "felt" his vision cave collapsing and investigated. That's how he knew it was destroyed.
Camilo couldn't really hold a form forever because of how tiring it could be.
Mirabel did have a quinceañera.
Casita has a mind of its own with its own emotions. Sometimes it could play pranks on the Madrigals or be too upset to move anything.
Behind the scenes:
Earlier versions had a negative dynamic between Mirabel and Camilo.
The gifts are based off family archetypes. Antonio is a shy kid but opens up to animals.
Random Q&A (3/19/22)
Cannon universe:
The main reason for Mirabel and Isa's falling out was because they couldn’t see the difficulties the other was experiencing, because they were fixated on their own struggles. They were probably closer when they were younger.
Despite being shy, Antonio does have friends in the town.
Due to the triplets' bday being the same day as Pedro's death, it's a mixed day.
Pepa can try to stop natural disasters, but doesn't usually succeed.
Mirabel would sometimes have sleepovers with her sisters when they were younger. There was a deleted scene showing it.
The pink cloud scene in Surface Pressure represents the stuff Luisa wanted to do without the pressure.
Behind the scenes:
Tbh there wasn't any answers that could qualify as behind the scenes sooo... 🤷
Stuff that didn't come from Q&As but is still good info
Madrigal Birthdays (I'm not doing a link for each, just take my word for it lol):
Félix: November 11 (11/11)
Julieta, Pepa, Bruno: October 17 (10/17)
Agustín: June 19 (6/19)
Isabela: August 7 (8/7)
Dolores: August 31 (8/31)
Luisa: November 14 (11/14)
Camilo: December 28 (12/28)
Mirabel: March 6 (3/6)
Antonio: May 21 (5/21)
Madrigal ages:
Alma: 75
Julieta, Pepa, Bruno: 50
Isabela: 21
Dolores: 21
Luisa: 19
Camilo: 15
Mirabel: 15
Antonio: 5
I don't believe the husbands' ages are confirmed, but Félix is confirmed to be a little older than the triplets, while Agustín is a little younger than the triplets.
Julieta is the oldest of the triplets, Pepa in the middle, and Bruno is the baby.
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The second wip of the Reincarnation AU series; Isabela’s death.
Featuring another sketch at the end.
Time skip of fourteen years. What happened between Mirabel and Isabela’s deaths? You’ll never know.
Comments are always appreciated.
Warning, sensitive topics below: murder and character death.
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So Much Hides Behind My Smile
“Knock, knock? Mi flor? Are you in there?” Someone asks, opening the door.
Isabela is sat at her vanity, carefully taking out the flowers she’d woven into her hair that morning. From the mirror’s reflection, she can see Milagro stood in the doorway, her family going about minding their own business just behind.
It had been a busy day, of course. Her perfect, albeit long awaited, wedding.
“Of course, mi vida. Did you need something?”
“I just came to see you,” he answered, shutting the door behind him. He laughed, walking over to her, just about to set a hand on her shoulder. “Well, it’s been a long day but we’ve finally made it to the wedding night—”
“Get the fuck out of my room.” Isabela snarls.
Milagro blanks for a minute. “Um… where else am I meant to sleep?”
“I don’t care. It’s not my problem.” She seethes, turning back to the mirror.
“In case the rest of the day didn’t clue you in, mi flor, we are unfortunately husband and wife now. It very much is your problem. And from what I understand, the sooner you have a baby, the happier your Abuela will be. Which you’ll have a hard time achieving if you don’t want me here.”
“If you so much as touch my shoulder, I will rip your penis off and feed it to my carnivorous plants.”
Neither says anything more.
But it takes exactly two seconds for them to act.
Milagro goes to charge his entire body into hers but is yanked onto the floor by throned vines, as Isabela throws herself straight onto him.
“How dare you treat me like this!?”
“How dare you!? This is my room and don’t you forget it!”
“Just because you’re a Madrigal doesn’t mean you can get away with everything, princesa!”
They scratch and hiss and hit like wild jaguars, fighting over the last scrap of meat.
It just keeps going.
Not only does he deserve it and worse, she can let out all the steam that’s been building inside her.
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“A perfect match,” Alma hummed, as Bruno poured them all another round of wine. “Isabela deserves the best and that is what she has. They will both bring so much good to the Encanto.”
“I can’t believe it. Where has the time gone?” Bruno added.
Pepa nodded, still drying her hair. “It feels like just yesterday Isabela was born and now she’s married and going to have babies of her own.”
“That will be our Lolita soon,” Félix smiled.
“I’m too young to have grandchildren! We’re too young to have grandchildren! No offence, Mama.”
Alma was in too good a mood to even remotely care.
“Is it really Dolores’ wedding next?” Bruno asked, teasing. “Because I had a little peek into the future and I saw—”
“NO! DON’T YOU DARE RUIN IT! I DON’T WANT TO KNOW!” Pepa shrieked.
Bruno held his hands up in surrender as his sister began a play fight with him, Félix laughed riotously.
“Hey, I was only kidding!”
“Well, I don’t believe you!”
Alma chuckled too, before getting up. “I am going to check on Julieta and Agustín.”
“You do that,” Félix said. “I’ll keep an eye on these two.”
The rest of the grandkids, all of whom were drunk, were out in the courtyard, hyper as anything.
Camilo, Antonio and a variety of animals were dancing while Dolores played some lively tune on her bandola; Luisa singing a completely different song over the top.
Honestly, you wouldn’t know they were adults.
On any other day, she would probably have scolded them and sent them to bed. For now though, she is happy enough to just leave them. They aren’t hurting anyone or causing any trouble, to be fair.
Agustín and Julieta were sat quietly in another room, without the wine. Julieta has been in an odd state for the past few years with seemingly new cure, and Agustín has always preferred to keep some distance from his mother-in-law when he can help it.
But they should be together right now. This is Isabela’s day and they have all been her biggest supporters.
“They certainly make the happy couple,” Alma said, taking a seat beside them.
“Indeed.” Agustín agrees. “I had my doubts about this match, but I���m glad that I’ve been proved wrong.”
“So long as my girls are happy, then I’m happy.” Julieta declares.
“Well, mija, I can attest that Luisa is definitely happy.” She paused, trying to get the pair to hear the carryon happening outside. “And trying to make herself a soprano, apparently.”
After some wonky, forced long note from Luisa, they broke into laughter.
“It’s nice to see the kids are still enjoying life and spending time together,” Agustín remarked, smiling fondly.
Julieta’s smile drops.
“Not all of them.”
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Long after Milagro is gone and her temper has cooled, Isabela heads downstairs.
It’s late now.
The rest of the family is in bed. Or at least in their rooms.
She doesn’t know where Milagro went after she kicked him out, probably the guest bedroom, but she doesn’t care enough to check. He can sleep outside for all she cares.
She heard some footsteps on the way to the kitchen, but brushed them off.
One of Antonio’s animals, no doubt.
In the kitchen, she makes her way over to the coffee pot. It’s half full, just needs to be reheated - no doubt Luisa has beaten her to their usual midnight drinks.
Casita takes over, sliding her signature cup along to her.
“What do you think of all this, Casita?”
A few tiles clink.
“Mirabel? I’d be lectured for at least two hours about failed marriages in history or something if she was still alive.” Isabela glanced to the side. “Can’t imagine how she’d take this… knowing I just went back.”
More clinking.
“Well, what was I meant to do? I couldn’t say no.”
A cupboard smacks her shoulder, lightly.
She chuckled. Taking off the wedding ring.
“Haha, good point. You know, I always thought getting out of the Guzmán engagement would make me happy, and now I’m about two seconds away from committing murder.”
The beams squeak supportively.
“It’s nice to know someone’s got my back.”
The coffee pot, ready, is tilted over Isabela’s cup, filling it to the brim.
“Maybe I’ll let it happen. Let the family see he’s awful and then I’ll be free.”
It smells as good as usual, there’s an underlying hint of something that isn’t coffee though. She shrugs, and drinks it anyways.
Luisa’s been drunk since the ceremony ended, who knows what she’s put in here since. It’s probably alcohol - that she’s added in some spark of creativity. And Isabela isn’t too against the idea of alcohol in her coffee at all - it’s an idea she’ll try later, when she isn’t about to go to bed.
It doesn’t taste any different though.
She lets Casita dispose of the ring.
She returns to her room steadily, not paying much attention to the beautiful decorations that have been hanging since this morning.
It’s one of the odd times where she wasn’t the one to decorate Casita in her flora - it was her day. Abuela had made it very clear that she didn’t want Isabela to lift a finger.
She never really got a chance to admire them this morning either. She’s spent most of the day outside of Casita and when they have been home, she was in her room, getting ready with Dolores, her maid of honour.
Ah well.
They will still be there tomorrow.
All that matters now is that she’s alone, out of that hideous wedding dress and can sleep off her frustration with a drink.
She doesn’t bother switching on the light, just clambers into bed and setting the cup on her bedside table.
The café con leche is as inviting as always.
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[Note reads, not in Isabela’s handwriting:
Dear family,
This is not about you, this is about me. I can’t cope with the pressure of being the perfect Madrigal any longer. I was not made to be a wife and mother - my most sincere apologies to Milagro, mi vida. I tried. You should not blame yourselves. I hope whatever is is next is better than this.
— Isabela]
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I once did a one shot called “A Hand For A Hermana” where Julieta helps Pepa with Dolores when she and Isa are babies because Lolita is literally being a damn MENACE and Pepa wants to cry, whereas Isa is being an angel for once 😂 I’m planning on rewriting it though, so would that be something you guys would wanna see? To be fair, I might use it as the opening of my one shot series about the Madrigal kiddos honestly. Thoughts?
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(One week after Mirabel's gift ceremony. Isabela and Dolores walk in the kitchen with Mariano.) Mariano: Hey, Mirabel! Mirabel: Mariano, can I ask you a question? Mariano: Sure! Anything! Mirabel: Why don't you go back to your own house AND STOP BOTHERING US!?
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I'm not sure if you know much about Steven Universe but...Diamond au?
Alma is basically white diamond (The supreme Diamond basically), or should I say, Magenta diamond?
Pepa is obviously yellow diamond, Julieta is blue diamond, and Bruno is green diamond.
The grandkids are kind of...young diamonds? (I know in the show it's canon that Diamonds and crystal gems don't age but I'm switching things around for fun.)
So, young Diamonds are typically minded from underground places and it's extremely rare to find one and even rarer to find six.
(So, in the ground they're technically like babies in stone. There's no certain way of knowing when a Diamond will be born so you kinda just have to...wait.)
Isabela was born first, then Dolores. 2000 years later, Luisa was born. 4000 years later, came Camilo and then Mirabel. 10,000 years later, came Antonio.
Like in your Giant siren au, the diamond madrigal adults & teens are huge with Antonio being the smallest. But he's just as tall as the average adult.
Roles -
Magenta (Alma) is the leader and in charge of establishing Gemkind's identity. Yellow, Green, and Blue, holding second-tier status, oversee Home world's military and culture respectively. The grandkids are charge of throwing celebrations for the achievements of the other Diamonds.
In this au the adults aren't addressed as mama/Tia/Tio/Abuela they are just addressed as their colors. Same for the grandchildren-
Isabela = Violet
Dolores = Red
Luisa = Purple
Camilo = Gold
Mirabel = Teal
Antonio = Bronze, cider, Mikado, or apricot (I'm not sure which one to choose from.)
The husbands in this Au are pearls. And yes, they still love their big wives.
Pedro = Sandstone (color) pearl
Agustin = Oxford blue pearl
Felix = Honey Pearl
Are the grand-diamonds spoiled? Yes, they were cute as diamond-lings so how could the older diamonds not spoil them? Are the grand-diamonds still sweet? Also, yes.
That's all I've got for now.
I think the way the “children" are determined by like?? Which couple digs up the lil Diamond. Dunno 🤓
Pedro might be cracked???
Gave them actual diamond cuts 🤭 if you have more go ahead and hand it over (even tho I know nothing abt su)
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ALSO!!! I LOVE WHEN THE MADRIGALS ARE BIG AND ARE BIG OB SMALLER MADRIGALS❗❗❗🤓 My favs, one of my favorite aspects about Giant Siren <33
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Thoughts Upon Reading The Wish Novelization
I still haven't watched Wish yet, but I've read the novelization, and here's my thoughts about it. Because I am the kind of person who wonders about random background unimportant details and asks way too many questions about how things work. I've noticed that I'm not a very good companion to watch a movie with. ;)
Asha's grandfather is one hundred. She is seventeen, meaning he was eighty-three when she was born (give or take a year).
To compare, take the Madrigals from Encanto. Isabela and Dolores are 21; their grandmother is 75.
So wouldn't Sabino be kind of too old? Wouldn't it make more sense for him to be Asha's great-grandfather instead? Or did Asha's parents and/or grandparents get married late or something?
Also is Sabino her mother's father or father's father?
Never mind, it says on the wiki that he's Asha's father's father. So that answers that. Also that Asha's father's name was Tomas.
And now the wishes! Okay, so everybody gives up their wish when they turn eighteen. Why eighteen? In the medieval period in Spain the age of adulthood was not eighteen. The medieval period anywhere, really. I read that in Spain people were considered under their parents' jurisdiction until the age of twenty-three for men and twenty-five for women, unless married (which applied to both men and women). Most certainly not eighteen. Then again they weren't going to make the main characters in their twenties. But then they might as well have just had the age be sixteen or whatever.
And then you just...forget your wish? What's the point of that, then? Why would you want it to be granted? If you don't remember it anymore you have no desire for it anymore.
And the wish ceremony is only once in a lifetime, but what if your wish changes? What you wish for at eighteen is probably a lot different from what you wish for at forty.
What if by the time your wish is granted you don't want it anymore? After all, you moved on because you had no memory of wanting it!
Like that lady who wanted to create the best dresses. Why would she want to create them? Presumably that was her job. Maybe she's a seamstress from a family of seamstresses. Or something. But then her wish to create the best dresses is taken from her and she has no memory of ever wanting to make them. She has no desire or drive to at all. So she becomes something else. She does a different job. Maybe she becomes a baker or something. Then all of a sudden she's granted the ability to make the best dresses, after years and years of doing something else because she had no desire to create dresses anymore. Now what?
And there was that one wish of someone holding a baby. Presumably the wisher wished for a child. Does that mean the wisher will remain infertile until and unless Magnifico grants the wish? And how would that work anyway? Would a baby just appear out of nothing onstage?
And Sabino's wish. It seems that his wish was to create music with his lute. It would've been a lot simpler if his wish had been worded that way instead of "create something to inspire future generations." Magnifico was actually right that ideas can be dangerous. Of course, Sabino would never hurt anyone, but the people he inspires might, or the people they inspire might, and so on and so forth. For all Magnifico knows, Sabino's inspiration is a rebellion or something, instead of simply music.
And now Magnifico. A name like Magnifico is a bit on the nose, no? I assume that was not his original name. Maybe he renamed himself after gaining magic. A magnificent name for a magnificent sorcerer king! 
He was not born a magician. It says that when he was young his family was attacked and he didn't have magic then. Where did he get magic from then?
And I'd like to know a bit more about this "great loss" he suffered, wouldn't you?
He founded Rosas. Why did he pick the name Rosas then? Isn't the way these things usually work is naming the kingdom or city or whatever after some derivative of his name?
And what exactly does the king's apprentice do? Apprentice to a sorcerer, but there weren't any other sorcerer's around in Rosas, were there? What happened to the other apprentices, and if you've ever read the Wings of Fire series I'm worrying that the same thing that happened to the dragonmancer apprentices in that series happens here. (Spoiler: They died.)
And Amaya, the queen, knows exactly who Asha is. Alright so it makes sense that she'd know the name of whoever was applying to be the next apprentice. Also I thought it was so sweet that she was giving Asha advice.
But apparently she's been watching Asha and knows how she acts and feels and so on. She's the queen and Asha is a random person in Rosas. I get the feeling it's a pretty small kingdom. It must be, though, for everybody to be able to gather once a month. Probably that one town is basically the whole kingdom.
Also I wonder whatever happened with that poor guy who had the interview right before Asha.
And Magnifico seemed to trust Asha very quickly and then revealed his true motives to her also very quickly. Did he think she would agree with him but drastically misread her intentions?
You know a lot of the wishes could have been fulfilled on their own. Like Simon's wish was to be a loyal guard. He could have fulfilled that wish by.....joining up with the king's guards and training with them and becoming one of them. Obviously he's already loyal if he wants to become a guard in the first place.
And I want to know how Amaya and Magnifico met! I want to know more about them in general!
My guess is that they met and married only after Magnifico became king because she constantly calls him mi rey.
Although on the other hand maybe they were married before that and she calls him that because she's so proud that he became king.
Also you'd think Amaya would have had some questions after Asha's interview. Like "if Asha isn't being your next apprentice why did you want her to sit with me then." 
And it seems that that weird green forbidden magic changed Magnifico. He could be reasoned with, before. But afterwards he threatened Amaya. I thought he truly loved her, but he was willing to hurt her with magic. I think the magic changed him, made him worse. And once you embrace it, there's no going back....
But Amaya seems to accept evil Magnifico with surprising ease. Once she sees that apparently it's impossible to undo the magic's influence she just...accepts it. Like you'd think she'd try to talk to him or something. Like even after he's in the mirror you'd think that she'd try to talk to him and ask him what he was thinking and see if he knows of any way to undo the forbidden magic now that he can't harm anyone else. But nope.
I did think that part was kind of funny, though. She's like "Well you do love mirrors!" She's seen quite enough of him staring into mirrors and preening over how handsome he is.....
But also Asha figured out that the queen was on her side and would go against her own husband just from seeing how changed she looked after realizing what Maginifco was doing? Aren't queens, like, trained never to let their true emotions show in public?
Also random but Magnifico says he granted fourteen wishes last year but he grants wishes once a month. What are the extra wishes?
Maybe, in addition to the monthly granting, sometimes he grants an extra wish on notable occasions, like the anniversary of the kingdom’s founding and holidays and so on. Which might be why everyone expected Sabino's wish to be granted - he was surely the oldest one there, and a 100th birthday is indeed an occasion.
And also why is sixteen year old Dahlia working in the palace kitchen? Is she apprenticing to someone? Do her parents work there?
Also I think it's funny how half the kingdom has a crush on Magnifico despite him already being married. Like Amaya is literally right there.
He was not born a magician. It says that when he was young his family was attacked and he didn't have magic then. Where did he get magic from then?
And then the ending with Asha being a fairy godmother. Crossovers aside, I don’t care about that, and I want an answer that is not bashing the movie, please, why did they word it that way? Why did Asha's friends say she should be their fairy godmother as opposed to "You'll help us all fulfill our wishes" or "you'll grant everyone their wishes" or so on? Asha is very much a human, not a fairy at all. and it's not her magic, it's the star’s magic.
So the fact that they specify fairy godmother implies that fairy godmothers already exist in the universe of Rosas. Which is maybe a clue as to where Magnifico got his magic from.
Back to Magnifico I wondered why he didn't immediately suspect that the light was Asha.
Although I thought it was funny how everybody was cheering the light and he was like "No, it wasn't me, it's a traitor!"
Like somebody figures out his true colors, he reveals his true motives (didn't he worry she would do something or tell people?) and then literally that night somebody's meddling with magic. He didn't suspect her?
When Magnifico and his guards showed up at her house I thought he'd finally come to that conclusion. But then it turned out Simon told him.
Also how did they escape on the king's horses? They're unfamiliar to the horses and likely have less experience riding. Shouldn't the horses reject them in favor of their own riders, or at least be slower and confused? Like it should have taken them longer to get the horses to trust them and let them ride them.
And Magnifico kind of doomed himself in the end. Overnight he went from a beloved wishgranting king to one trying to destroy all of them and blot out the stars. Made it pretty easy for the population to celebrate his defeat. As opposed to what he had until then, which was the word of one random teenager against him.
Especially considering his wife was against him! That definitely convinced a lot of people. Amaya seems pretty popular.
I wonder what the everyday people were thinking. One day out of the blue there's a traitor, who seemed like a nice ordinary girl but she meddled with magic which the king says is illegal and he's the king so his word goes. Then the king starts doing creepy magic and people's wishes start being destroyed and he tries to kill Asha.
Also does Bazeema have a crush on Gabo or something? She kept popping up right next to him.
And I wonder what Asha's mother's wish was.
Also Magnico states that he doesn't even charge his people rent. But how does that even work? Every kingdom and country in history has charged taxes. You need money for a kingdom to function. Basic. How does Magnifico pay his guards, then? Pay his servants?
Maybe he uses wishes as payment. Like with his guards, maybe they have to work for X amount of years and then he grants their wishes. Plus while they’re working for him they get food and a place to live and so on. Magnifico using wishes as payment wouldn’t completely solve the money question, but it would go some way too.
Also, the fact that Magnifico didn’t charge rent, nor presumably any other form of taxes, suggests that he really really wanted people to live there, to the point of forgoing any money he could make from them, so he could have their wishes….
Also say what you will about the ending but I think it could actually make sense for Magnifico in the mirror to be the Evil Queen's mirror. So they didn't destroy this mirror, right? It stayed in the palace. It's still there for the next generation of rulers, and the next. It gets handed down throughout the centuries and eventually they forgot the story behind it; they just know that their family has a magic mirror that can tell them anything. Because he has magic and can use it to find out anything. Now Rosas is in Spain and I think Snow White is in Germany but this could work. Back in the day royal families from different countries married each other all the time to create alliances. So somebody from the royal family of Rosas married Snow White's ancestor and brought the mirror along. And the mirror was passed down through a few more generations until it came to the Evil Queen. The Evil Queen was royalty by marriage, so the mirror could have belonged to her husband. It could have already been in the palace when she came. 
Also I was thinking! Magnifico's changed green magic that turned Simon evil! Isn't that sort of like what happened to Magnifico in the first place?
And I also want to know how long ago Magnifico founded Rosas. It must be pretty recent; it's still a very small kingdom. This is probably why he's so eager for people to visit and move there.
Sabino is 100 years old; presumably he moved to Rosas in his lifetime and wasn't born there? Maybe he knows about how it was founded and so on.
Imagine being older than the kingdom you live in! Quite an accomplishment! (Most kingdoms aren't new, so....)
So Magnifico can grant literally any wish, which he uses to encourage people to live there. Okay but this is literally any wish. Maybe this is another reason why people are coming to Rosas! They want their wishes granted! Literally any wish! Never mind the wishes to fly or swim or whatever! Where are the wishes for things like endless wealth or to be king, things which people have most certainly wished for over the centuries? Where are the desperate people traveling to move to Rosas to get their wish fulfilled? Where are the wishes like "I wish my dead brother was alive" and "I wish my fatally ill wife was cured of her illness" and "I wish my son who got run over by a cart last month was completely healed?"
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Camilo Analysis
Bruh, who even is Camilo? He is arguably the Madrigal we get the least real characterization for, other than Teenage Boy, which is a very broad category of person. So as per usual, it helps me to get my thoughts in order if I write this stuff down.
First, Mirabel introduces Camilo through song and we right of way see him shapeshift into a young mother so he can sooth her baby while she takes a nap. That's actually a really great way to imply several things about his character (oh my god guys, this movie is so well written).
Thoughtful enough to offer a new mom a chance to rest
Comfortable caring for infants (probs helped care for Antonio?)
More patient than I would have thought, because taking care of a baby while the mother rests is not a quick and easy favor
Sort of implies that he likes kids
Then Mirabel sings he "won't stop until he makes you smile today" while he turns into multiple people and doing goofy stuff. Everybody already knows he's an entertainer at heart but I gotta add it to the list anyways.
5. Likes making people laugh
6. Plays around with his gift a lot
Moving on to Antonio's party, he's the guy greeting all the villagers by name, and he changes his energy to match each person.
7. Knows a lot of the villagers
8. Charming and personable
9. Respects his elders (kisses the old woman on the cheek)
He jokes around with Antonio, probably in an attempt to soothe his nerves, and teases his Pa. This reinforces points one, four, five and six. If this was a different list, I would talk about what it means that Camilo is clearly comfortable teasing his father, despite the seemingly stern reaction Félix has, but I digress.
He stands with Julieta while Antonio and Mirabel walk to the door, giving birth to a lot headcanons about them being especially close, and I'm going to roll with it.
10. Of his siblings, he's closest to Julieta.
Then he's very excited for Antonio as he discovers his room, it's actually the happiest we see him in the movie (other than perhaps when he's dancing in We Don't Talk About Bruno). So:
11. Supportive? Or maybe just enjoys seeing other people happy?
Plot happens, fast forward to breakfast when he pretends to be Dolores so he can get double the food. Then teases Isabela about Mariano, something he does a lot in the movie.
12. Likes food.
13. In his Little Shit era
Fast forward some more, all the way to We Don't Talk About Bruno. He absolutely kills it, and clearly enjoys the whole production. If you're like me and you headcanon that the musical numbers happen in universe then we can conclude:
13.5. Fucking loves living in a musical
And if you headcanon they don't:
14. Enjoys telling stories.
15. Probably hasn't thought through the consequences of telling everybody his Tío is a seven foot tall boogy man that feasts on screams. Which is very normal for a fifteen year old boy.
Teases Isabela about Mariano again. More plot happens. Time For Dinner. Dolores gossips to him as soon as she can, then he immediately gossips to his Pá. When Félix accidentally spits his drink onto Mariano, Camilo has to hold in a laugh. It's possible he doesn't really like Mariano, he keeps making jokes about the guy, at the very least he doesn't take him seriously. I wonder if he's the sort of guy that prefers to hang out with women?
16. Close to his sister.
17. Close to his father.
18. Shapeshifts reflexively/accidentally.
More plot. We see him try to soothe his mother.
19. Takes care of his Má. Pepa is literally unable to hide her emotions, so it would make sense that, through no real fault of her own, the kids slowly learn to take care of her as they grow up. The squeaky wheel gets the grease and all. On the flip side, the fact that sun beams come out whenever they get home from school or learn a new skill probs means the kids can never doubt that Pepa loves them. Plus, she likely has the easiest time transitioning from a parent-child relationship to a parent-adult offspring relationship of all the adults. So Camilo might be growing closer to his Má as he gets closer to adulthood.
The longer the plot goes on the less we see him. He's clearly frustrated with his gift glitching on him, but that doesn't really tell me much. It's a situation that would frustrate anyone and they don't show us how he handles those negative emotions. They also don't show us how he handles hearing the end of Mirabel's and Abuela's argument. Rude. They do show us him leaping to the candle's aid while the house crashes down around him so clearly:
20. Sees the Miracle as more important than his own safety.
The house falls, the candle goes out, in the background we hear him first remark on his gift being gone, then wonder how this will effect his little brother. We already know he enjoys using his gift, I can theorize he's made Being a Shapeshifter an important part of his identity, but all we have that's concrete is:
21: He doesn't just enjoy his gift, it is important to him.
22. Empathetic.
Mirabel runs off, resolution happens, Mirabel comes back. He is the one who cuts through the reunion to point out their house is gone, and even gets a little exasperated when he catches a bit of flack from Félix.
23. Not an optimist. Might be a pessimist, but most likely just not particularly sentimental.
For the rest of the scene he exists in a state of confusion. The hits start coming and they don't stop coming. Apparently Tío Bruno is just suddenly back now? And it kind of seems like half the family isn't surprised or asking any questions?! There's not a lot of conclusions I can draw from him being shocked and confused that Bruno just sort of appeared out of nowhere, I think most people would be. And unlike the parents or the older cousins, he doesn't have enough memories from when Bruno was around to be swept up in the joy of seeing him again. His reaction is relatable and endearing, but not very revealing.
The last character moment we get is when he tries to twirl the shovel around all fancy, almost drops it, then checks to make sure Mirabel wasn't watching. It reinforces things already mentioned, like him being showy, and wanting to entertain those around him, but also:
24. Wants to be seen as cool. Another very normal trait for a teenage boy.
It is interesting that the first person he looks at is Mirabel, I can't help but wonder if that would have been the case at the beginning of the movie. There's room for interpretation there, but regardless, by the end of the movie:
25. Respects Mirabel's opinion.
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Encantober prompt #17: Home
“Are you gonna eat that?”
Bruno turned to look at the young man in the yellow ruana eyeing the plate that rested on his lap. He’d barely put a dent in the big, heaping slice of pastel borracho that Julieta had served him. Bruno raised a brow. “It’s rum cake, Camilo. You know your ma would have a hurricane if I gave you any.” Camilo pouted. “There’s a bunch of people here,” he said, gesturing to the crowd that filled Casita’s courtyard. “Lots of distractions. She’ll never know.” “I know!” Dolores piped up, appearing on Bruno’s other side.  “Are you gonna tell on me?” Camilo asked with a smirk. “Because I think Mamá would be more interested to hear who you’ve been sneaking around with after dark!” He shifted into the form of Mariano, leaning forward in front of his uncle and puckering his lips at Dolores. Bruno shrank back a bit, trying to keep his plate balanced on his lap as he shifted on the small stool he had moved to a dim, quiet corner of the courtyard in order to distance himself from the festivities. 
Dolores crossed her arms and turned away with a huff. Mirabel came up behind Camilo and elbowed him in the side, causing him to revert back to his original form. “I told you to check on him, not his food!” she hissed. She looked at Bruno. “Tío, are you okay? Don’t you want to join Mamá and Tía Pepa? They’re about to open presents.” She nodded toward the center of the courtyard, where a round table piled high with wrapped packages tied with twine and brightly-colored ribbons awaited the birthday girls. Bruno clutched the brim of his plate, staring straight ahead at the gift table. “I can see fine from here,” he murmured, even as both Luisa and Agustín, the two tallest members of the family, moved directly in front of the table, blocking his view. 
Mirabel looked from them to Bruno, who didn’t seem to notice that a rat had climbed onto his lap and was now helping itself to the pastel borracho. She had a feeling he wouldn’t want one of his furry companions to get drunk, so she gently lifted the plate off his lap and set it on a nearby window ledge. Only then did Bruno break his searing gaze into nothingness and look up at her. 
“You can’t open your presents from here,” she told him, with a hint of a well-meaning smirk. Bruno stared at her as if she’d sprouted a second head. “I have presents?” “Of course you do! It’s your birthday too, isn’t it?” “Well, technically it is,” Bruno conceded, “but Mamá said she wasn’t sure if I was born before or after midnight because Papá was too busy holding her hand to check his watch, so…” he lifted a hand and made a so-so gesture. “You should call dibs on tomorrow so you can have your own birthday party,” Camilo mumbled through a mouthful of cake. Mirabel spun around to see him helping himself to the plate she’d set aside. “CAMILO!” “It’s alright,” Bruno muttered, standing up. He set the rat on the ledge beside his plate and brushed the crumbs off his ruana. “Parties aren’t really my thing.” The rat approached the plate, which Camilo permitted when it became clear that it was only interested in lapping up the excess icing around the cake. Mirabel grabbed Bruno’s hand. “Come on! You still have to open your presents!” Bruno shook his head and made a feeble attempt to extract his hand. “I’d really rather not. It’s their party, not mine.” He nodded to where his sisters were standing by the gift table. “My presence would sour it.”
The miserable look in her uncle’s eyes was enough to make Mirabel let go of his hand. Bruno slowly put his hood up, and the face of the man under it was not Hernando the Fearless, but rather, that of a despondent stranger. While gifts were being opened to the cheers of friends and family alike, the nearly forgotten Madrigal began to grow more and more distant, until finally he had turned away, intent on shuffling away into the shadows. Before he could, however, a gentle hand had taken his, turning the palm face-up, and placed a small, light package in it. Bruno stared at the present, wrapped in the same parchment paper that held the big chunks of chocolate that Julieta bought from the market when the girls were dealing with that time of the month. He was tempted to hold it to his nose for a whiff of chocolate residue, but decided against it. Mirabel would probably think he’d spent too much time with his rats if his first inclination was to sniff the gift she’d just given him. He gave his niece a questioning look. Mirabel wrung her hands together. “I’m sorry it’s not something better,” she murmured, looking at the ground. “Between rebuilding Casita and other things, I didn’t have a lot of time to work on something big.” She must have sensed Bruno’s eyes on her, because she finally looked up and offered a shy smile. “I hope you like it.” Bruno said nothing, too surprised by the gesture to even remember that perhaps he should say something. He looked down at the package again. It was tied with a simple bow of emerald green yarn, which he carefully undid. Inside was a piece of cloth which, upon unfolding, revealed itself to be a handkerchief. A dark green hourglass had been embroidered in one corner, and in the opposite, a light green rat. The remaining corners contained two letters, stitched in gold: B in one corner, and M in the other. 
Bruno stared at it for a long time, slowly turning it this way and that in order to take in each and every detail. He looked up at Mirabel. “This is beau–”
“THERE HE IS!”
Bruno nearly jumped out of his skin when a thick hand clapped him hard on the back. Felix chuckled and drew him in for a one-armed hug. “Thought you could sneak away, eh birthday boy? Get your culo over here! You’re missing your own party!” Bruno could only squeak in protest as his brother-in-law effectively had him in a headlock as he was dragged toward the center of the courtyard. Moments later, the scruffy third triplet was dumped rather unceremoniously between his sisters.
Bruno glanced about nervously, attempting to regain his composure after being literally strong-armed into the spotlight. A rumble of thunder caught his attention as a menacing little cloud formed over Pepa’s head. “Ay, Felix, I said not to force him!” she hissed, placing a protective arm around her brother.
On Bruno’s other side, Julieta touched his shoulder. “Are you alright, hermano? You know you don’t have to do this if you don’t want to.”
Bruno sighed and shook his head. “No, it’s fine. I’m here now, so…” he shrugged. He knew it was worse to show up and then excuse himself than to not be there at all, so he accepted his fate. The handkerchief was still in his hand, so he quickly folded it up and tucked it into the breast pocket of his shirt, making a mental note to thank Mirabel properly when he got the chance. All Bruno could do now was stand there, shoulders hunched, looking as small as possible as he prayed that his fifty-first birthday was the one that would surely give him the gift of camouflage. All the while Agustín gave a rambling speech about the best esposa, cuñada, and cuñado a man could ask for. It wasn’t until the crowd applauded that Bruno finally allowed himself a peek at the gift table.
He blinked. All of the presents had already been opened. Not one of them had been for him. He hadn’t really expected anyone to give him anything, but his heart sank a little nonetheless. That meant that, aside from Mirabel, nobody had thought of him. Not even his own sisters. Maybe it was for the best. ~ ~ ~ ~ ~
When it was over - when the party was finally over and done with - Bruno excused himself and headed up to his room. And it was there, lying in a large pile against and around his door, that he found them. One present from each and every member of the family, from Alma to Antonio. Bruno stood there, staring in utter disbelief, like a child finding presents under the tree on Christmas morning. “We thought you’d prefer it this way,” said Pepa, standing beside him. “We know you don’t like crowds or big parties, especially on our birthday,” added Julieta, at his other side. 
Bruno looked from one sister to the other, trying but failing to get any coherent words out. He gulped some air down, managing to choke a little. “It’s not… this isn’t…” “You can open them in your room, if you want,” Julieta told him, “and then thank everyone at breakfast tomorrow morning.” Bruno shook his head, gesturing frantically with both hands at the presents. “I don’t… I…”
Pepa sensed his rising panic and squeezed his hand. “Relax, Bruno. The party’s over. It’s just the three of us right now. You can tell us what’s wrong.” Bruno looked up at her, feeling for all the world like a storm cloud should be forming over him for once. After a moment, he hung his head with a heavy sigh, a soft murmur escaping him. “What was that?” asked Julieta. “I said, I don’t have anything to give you. Either of you,” Bruno said, giving her a sidelong glance through the hair that hid half his face.  The two women exchanged a look over their brother and, as if communicating telepathically, moved as one to embrace him. “Idiota,” Pepa muttered. “Do you think we care about that?”
“We’re just glad you’re home,” added Julieta. “That’s all the gift we need.”
“But -” “But nothing,” said Pepa. “We had ten birthdays without you. Ten birthday wishes that never came true. But now you’re here and that’s all that matters. Now shut up and let us love you.” For the first time that evening, Bruno very nearly chuckled. He would have hugged them both back if his arms weren’t currently pinned to his sides by them. “Well, you know, I never really left. I was here the whole entire time. And birthdays weren’t really all that different. I just went from being a wallflower to literally living inside the - Pepa, you’re raining.” Pepa promptly released him, wiping a tear from her cheek with one hand while shooing her cloud away with the other. Julieta took a step back as well, now holding her brother’s hand. “You were here, but you weren’t home, and that made all the difference in the world,” she whispered. “And you’re all we ever wanted.” “But you still owe me a wedding present!” Pepa told him, hands on her hips. This time, Bruno laughed. 
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