"Clarita, there you are." Abuelo said, welcoming his granddaughter. Clara properly puts the horse back before hopping down. "I'm back Abuelo." She greeted back.
"How is everyone?" he asked the girl as they walk back into the house. "I didn't meet everyone, but I did find Mirabel with Tio Bruno." She responded, retelling the events.
"Mira and Abuela seem to have made up and Tio Bruno might be back with his family. All good things." Clara said, smiling. She was glad that everything was turning out fine, great even.
"Anyway Abuelo, I have a favor to ask." Clara asked as she faced her grandfather. "What is it?" Marcelo asked, curious about the determined gleam in her eyes.
"Can we call everyone in town to help the Madrigals?" Clara asked him, slightly surprising her grandfather.
"Their home is in ruins, they'd need help rebuilding it. Plus, places to stay in too." She clarified her meaning of help for her Abuelo to understand.
Marcelo heaved out a smile, "You're right. Let's gather everyone who could help out." He said with a nod. He turned to the sleepy Mateo who just finished his breakfast.
"Teo, mi Tesoro, let's go help out the Madrigals."
"Yey!! Helping Tonio!"
The Martinez family walked out of their home together.
They started to go to town, gathering everyone who is willing to help out the Madrigals in rebuilding their Casa.
"The Madrigals have always helped us out. This time, it is our turn to help them!"
And with a majority of the people happy to help and offer services, everyone was gathered and were ready to head to Casa Madrigal.
It was their turn to help the magical family who supported this town for 50 years now.
.・。.・゜✭・.
The Madrigals were walking into their home, feeling unified and together despite the house in shambles. Maybe because they feel like a whole family, reunited as one.
In the midst of it all, they all hear crowds of voices nearing their home.
"What's that sound?" Alma asked out loud. Antonio walked forward, looking out, "I think it's everyone in town." He said in return.
Hey!
Indeed, it was the townspeople of Encanto walking to Casita.
Lay down your load. Lay down your load.
Roll me down the road. Roll me down the road.
Everyone neared the family Madrigal, offering supplies, tools, and hands to help out the family.
We have no Gifts, but we are many.
And we'll do anything for you.
Alma, after greeting the Guzmans, turned to her friend Marcelo. "Amigo..." she said, touched.
The old man shrugged, "It was our Clarita's suggestion. We all agreed that it was our turn to offer help." Marcelo said with pride in his eyes.
Both elders turned to Clara, who was spun into a joyful embrace by Camilo.
"Glad you're okay, Hermoso." Clara said, a small whisper in his ear. "Yeah... We're all okay." Camilo said back before setting her down.
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Resol || Camilo Madrigal
FanfictionSpanish | noun. The Glare of the Sun, Sunlight. Where Camilo Madrigal and Clara Martinez fell in love with people who reminded them of the sun. Where Childhood Friendship grows into Love like how sunlight brightens the sky. Where it takes a Glare of...