"Mama, where do you think Agustin and his children went?" Pepa worriedly asked.
"Agustin wrote a letter to me. He told me he and his children moved to Bogota," she responded.
"But, Mama, why would they move away from here?"
"Because it's my fault, and I failed to make it up to them."
The house began to crack more, and the cracks had finally reached the second floor.
...
It was finally the day, Bruno helped them pack up their things, and he guided them to the train station. Then they bought train tickets, and approached the platform. The three waved goodbye to Bruno, and it will be their journey to a new life in the city.
They approached their train carriage, and waved for one last time by the window.
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3 hours later, they finally arrive in Bogota. It was noisier, but livelier than their rural community. The splendour of the 60s was all around them. They hailed a taxi and told the driver the address of where they were going. Sounds of accordions were everywhere. Agustin's eyes glossed, as those accordions reminded him of Mirabel.
They were nearing the edge of the city, and Agustin told the driver to stop. He then paid the driver.
"So, papa, is this where we are going to live from now on?"
"Yes."
It was a small mansion that was inherited to him by his parents, who also never got to stay in that house, because the house was originally owned by his great-grandparents before his grandparents lived away from the city to live rurally.
"Mirabel, Julieta, would you like it here uptown?" Agustin asked, while looking up at the sky.
He then touched the doorknob of the mansion's main door. Suddenly, yellow particles started to encircle the mansion, then, the shutters of the window waved at them, like Casita would. The magic was with them once more.
The awestruck family entered the house.
They approached the dining hall, and saw the portraits of Mirabel, Julieta, and Pedro. It was like they magically appeared there.
The house was complete with 5 bedrooms, with a bathroom in each of them, and a living room, music room, kitchen, and a dining room. The house also has a courtyard like the one they had back in the Encanto.
The house then whisked them off to their rooms, They unpacked and put their stuff in drawers and other storage areas.
Agustin then approached his room. It was an exact copy of the room he had back in the Encanto. Closets, drawers, floors, everything.
He then laid down his and Julieta's stuff and put it in the drawers. There was one set of bags left to unpack.
He went into one of the bedrooms, and placed down Mirabel's stuff, unpacked it, and placed the items in the closet and drawers.
The family had finally moved in.
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Agustin swore that he heard Julieta and Mirabel's voices when he woke up in the middle of the night. He opened the lights, then the voices vanished.He thought that he might be just too hungry as he hasn't eaten that much dinner, so he went downstairs to the dining hall, and saw a flight of yellow butterflies circling the portraits, and some of the butterflies that landed were incorporated as a part of the paintings.
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dominoes | an encanto angst au
Fanfictionit was too late. the miracle had already flickered out. mirabel was crushed to death, but the question is, how will the family deal with her death? TW: death & suicide ahead