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My dreams

-+-Third POV-+-

"My Mom is in danger"

Y/n's words hung above the room like a bad smell. Neither Mirabel nor Y/n could fully understand why Sofia was in danger, but they both knew that if they didn't do anything to help, she'd be gone for good.

"Wait, hold on! How do we know for sure that she's in trouble? What's going on!" Mirabel sounded genuinely worried, something Y/n hadn't though they'd ever see.

"Okay, I know this may sound weird, It's weird for me too, but I'm pretty sure I've got something like a gift!" Mirabel looked visibly confused, rightfully so, so Y/n continued.

"So, I had a dream where my Dad was holding my Mom, pretty sure she was either dead or very close to being dead, then she fell from his arms and fell into a black abyss below me. Dad came up to me and said something like, uh 'you're special, you got something like a gift, Rahhh' then he disappeared, then your Abuela appeared and scoffed at me then I fell into the abyss and then I woke up. And I'm pretty sure he said I have something like a gift is because the gift is predicting the future with my dreams!"

Y/n helped Mirabel get out of bed and started getting her ready. "Hold on, What?! What do you mean 'you've got something like a gift?' We're not related!" Mirabel exclaimed, stopping Y/n from what they were doing. "This is serious, you need to be serious. I get that humor is a coping mechanism for you, but we need to slow this down a little bit."

"You're right, I'm sorry! I just thought that I'd be able to take control of something in my life for once, but I guess now isn't the right time. It's probably nothing, maybe just a bad dream or something. I'm sorry, I was just so stressed about my Dad and stuff. I'll just stay with you today." Y/n sat back down on the bed, covering their face with their hands, "I'm just being stupid."

Before Mirabel had the chance to speak, Y/n got up and walked out of the room. They walked down the stairs and into the kitchen for a glass of water.

"Well, fancy seeing you here." Y/n heard a voice on the back of their neck, "And what are you doing this early in the morning?"

Y/n spun around to see Camilo standing behind them. They drank their water and set it in the sink.

"Well I could ask you the same thing." Y/n sighed before continuing." I just had a really crappy dream. It was about my Dad. How low does he have to be to sneak into my dreams?"

Camilo shape shifted into Alejandro before pretending to scare them by looming over them. They both started giggling before Camilo shifted back.

"Thanks, I really needed some support," Y/n placed a peck on his cheek before heading up the stairs to Mirabel's room, "see ya later!"

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