So You've Fallen for a Madrigal? (Camilo Madrigal x female reader)

35. Meeting Pepa and Felix

The second Mrs. Alma ends her speech, everyone begins conversing. Well- everyone except you begins conversing. You feel too awkward to speak. Camilo notices this.

"Hey, you know that you can speak, right?"
"But- I don't have anything to say..."
"Well, maybe I can properly introduce you to some of the family."
"I don't know about-"

"-Hey, mama!" he interrupts.
"What, Camilo?" Mrs. Pepa responds aggressively.
"I want you to meet y/n."

She stops eating. The sky slightly brightens.
"She's here?"

Dolores leans back so that you're visible to her. Suddenly, a rainbow appears above her head. What's up with her?

"Oh. My. GOODNESS! Hi!!!" She says sweetly.
"H-hi?" you respond politely.
"I'm Mrs. Peppa, Camilo's mom!" She seems so hyper it's scary. "I've heard sooo many good things about you. So... so..." she looks at Camilo, "SO many..."
Camilo flashes her a nervous smile.

"Anyways," she continues, "I'm so glad you're here!"
"T-thanks- I guess?" You stutter. You're not sure how to respond to her cheerful comments. You can't match her energy.

"Hey mama," Camilo quickly redirects her attention.
"Hm?"
"Can you get papa to look over here?"
"Oh, sure."

She turns toward her husband who sits next to her. Isn't that the same man that Camilo almost ran into on the second day you spent with him?

"Felix," Mrs. Pepa says to the man.
"Hm?" He takes a sip of his coffee.
"Y/n is here."
He spits out his coffee.
"What?" He looks past Dolores to see you. When he sees you, his tone suddenly lightens, just as Mrs. Pepa's did.

"That's y/n?" he asks.
"Yup," Mrs. Pepa responds.
"Well then- hey, y/n."
The best you can do is give him and awkward:
"Hello-"

"So you're Camilo's new friend."
"Mmmhm."
"You seem like a nice, respectable person," he laughs.
"Really?" you scoff.

You turn to Camilo and give him the biggest evil grin you can give him. He can't help but start laughing hysterically. It wasn't even that funny but ok.

Everyone stops talking and looks at him. The awkward silence is enough to stop him from laughing. When he's done with his little outburst, everyone begins talking again.

"I hate you," he whispers.
"Aw, I love you too~" you tease.

He looks away, embarrassed. For the rest of breakfast, you end up messing with Camilo. It's funny seeing him get so upset over practically nothing.