Bruno's PoV;
I can't believe it's been almost two weeks since I known Mirabel. She's the sweetest sobrina I have ever met (niece). We are inseparable in the casita. We loved the family. We loved Encanto. And the food my hermana made in Columbia (sister). Julieta will check out on us for a little nice talk. We are having fun together. Every day I would spend my time with Mirabel. And every night I would tell her stories that I made up. We are in the nursery room on one night.
Mirabel and I both glanced and smiled. We even sat on the bed.
"Tio Bruno, will you tell me a story? Please?" She wonders with her begging eyes (uncle).
I chuckled a bit. "I have dozens of stories that I can share with you, Mirabel." I added, going excited. "What do you like? What do you like?" I asked her.
She giggles a little. "Whichever is your favorite." Mirabel answered.
I picked her up gently. I had my sobrina in my arms. She looks so adorable. The way Mirabel glances at me. I smiled compassionately at her. Oh my gosh. She's a beautiful baby girl with glasses. Mirabel became delighted.
Then, I thought of one tale to recite with her. "If I had a favorite story to tell out of dozens..." I added, beaming. "It would be 'El Leopardo y el Tucan'." I replied.
She loves my choice of a story. "The Leopard and the Toucan." Mirabel whispered.
I kissed her left cheek. She laughs softly. I have my sobrina tucked in her bed. Mirabel was under her warm blanket. She looked so cuddled. Her cheery expression stays on. Mirabel observes me.
I started telling my own make-believe-story to her.
El Leopardo y el Tucan begins...
Long ago, in the forest of Columbia...
There was a leopard and a toucan.
The leopard was called Jose. And the toucan's name was Pico. The two peculiar animals have not known each other.
It was one morning. Pico glide above the tall trees. The toucan got curious. Pico has not ever seen a pretty wildcat with spots before. The toucan decided itself to meet the odd big wildcat.
The leopard detects the bizarre bird. Jose seems emotionless. The leopard have nothing to do with the toucan.
Pico was trying to be friendly with Jose. Then again, the leopard continues to ignore the toucan several times. Jose was a bit of the loner. The leopard relies no one but itself.
Pico efforts to keep the leopard some company. Bird chirping about the beauty of Columbia.
Jose didn't mind. The leopard was not as sociable as the toucan is.
By nightfall, Pico heads on by flight.
Jose watches the toucan fly away. The leopard was relieved to have a quiet night like every evening.
But on this particular dark sky, there was a loud squawking from afar. Jose suggested to investigate the racket of the forest.
When the leopard kept hidden in tall grass, Jose can't believe it.
Pico was captured by margays. There are like the leopard only...smaller and meaner...
The toucan pleaded for its life to be spared. The group of margays refused Pico's beg.
Jose was mad about the margays. So the leopard appears to them. They noticed Jose.
Margays wonders. They offered the leopard to eat the toucan.
For Jose's response, the leopard roared viciously at the margays.
They are horrified by Jose's growl.
The leopard threatened the margays to release Pico.
They freed the toucan.
Jose told them off the margays. If they try to eat Pico again, the leopard will scare them away by its ferocious expression. Jose will not hesitate to do it.
The margays ran away from the leopard.
The toucan thanked the leopard.
Jose made a proud smile at Pico.
At least what the leopard would do for the toucan is good.
Jose let Pico have a ride on the leopard.
The toucan doesn't mind a quick one on Jose's back.
The leopard was glad to have a friend.
Pico's conversations amazed Jose.
The leopard listens while scrolling through the forest.
It was a beginning of their friendship.
The leopard and the toucan...
El Leopardo y el Tucan ends...
She applauded for my make-believe-story. Mirabel loved it.
I kissed my sobrina on her head.
She's all comfortable in her bed. "Buenas noches, Tio Bruno." Mirabel said (Good night).
I expressed some affectionate to her. "Buenas noches, Mirabel." Bruno aforesaid.
She yawned. Mirabel flutters her eyelids several times. She got drowsy. And ultimately, Mirabel snoozed out.
I cautiously took her glasses off of her face. I gently caress her left cheek.
She starts making her cute baby snores.
I laughed quietly. "Dulces suenos, pequena mariposa..." I whispered to her (Sweet dreams, little butterfly).
I put her glasses on the sewing desk.
I left the nursery room. I was quiet as a mouse.
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Encanto: Mirabel's Times with Tio Bruno
FanfictionThere's going to be oneshots about Mirabel. And some with Bruno. I don't know how many. I thought since my Encanto fanfics went well. I figured I could go on writing again because I enjoyed writing Disney fanfics. Edit: There are 7 oneshots and two...
