Storyteller (Encanto X OCish Reader)

CHAPTER 3 - The Boy

"We got it, Y/n," the four chorused, already used to your antics.

"And where would you be going?" you heard as you were about to exit the house.

You sighed. "I'm going to look around. Don't worry, I'll be back in...," you trailed off, looking at your necklace watch. "Two hours."

"Alright," your father said. "You get two hours and no more. We don't want to be late to dinner with the Madrigals."

"Of course," you answered shortly before going out and closing the door behind you before breathing out with relief. The streets were bustling happily but seeing the streets wasn't your exact goal. You wanted to go and see the incredible nature around the town since during your journey here, your siblings were in too much of a hurry to let you take in the surroundings and your parents... well, let's just say that they were too done to start arguing with four kids.

Still, you took your time strutting through the town and when you finally exited the town, you had overheard many arguments about the high prices of meat but you had also helped a kid find her mother so that warmed your heart. Now you were heading for a little hill that was a short walk from the town. The hill had a tree and a swing hanging from the tree and a pretty good view of the town although it wasn't half as high as the mountains surrounding the village.

You took a breath of the fresh air and closed your eyes as you reached the top. It was relaxing. Very relaxing. So relaxing that you felt euphoria bubbling up in your chest and you had the urge to laugh and yell from happiness and cry from laughing at the same time but you couldn't. First reason was simply the fact that it would look really weird to anyone else. Second reason was the fact that you physically couldn't. It was weird but you were okay with it and so you laid down on the grass with a content smile and the feeling still bubbling in your chest.

"Hello." You squealed with surprise, sitting up and turning around to see a boy about your sisters' age. He smiled friendlily. "Sorry if I startled you. I'm Antonio."

"Y/n," you said quietly, tilting your head to the side with confusion. You were confused with both the fact that he appeared without you hearing, which you found weird because you usually heard fairly well, and also the fact that he sounded older than he looked. "How old are you?" you blurted. You were genuinely curious and that reflected out of your voice. "You seem around my sisters' age but you sound around my age."

"You got me," he laughed, transforming into a boy with curly hair and slightly tanned skin. This time his voice actually matched with his appearance. "I lied though. Antonio's my brother. I'm Camilo."