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AFTER COUNTLESS MORE magic tricks, the children finally let Eliana go. When they arrived in Casita, Mirabel was already there, resting in the arms of her esposo.
"About time! You two took so long I almost thought you eloped." Mirabel laughed at their faces as both grimaced at her joke.
She took some of Eliana's load and went to the kitchen, "anyway! Thanks for helping us, Milo! You can now go back to doing whatever important 'adult stuff' you do."
An insulted expression overtook Camilo's grimace and he had to resist the urge to shift into Mirabel and mock her right back. Eliana and Dante were there.
He sighed, raking a hand through his curls before heading to the kitchen with Eliana close behind.
After putting down the items on the counter, he started helping organize their purchases. Casita helped them, moving the groceries to its proper storage place with the counter tiles.
When he reached over to get some more ingredients out of the bags, he noticed Eliana was already taking the last items out.
Seeing him stare, she flashed him a smile, "it's ok. I got it."
"Yeah, Milo. Maybe you should leave the baking and cooking to us professionals." Mirabel snickered.
"What- I'm perfectly capable of baking!" He defended, putting a hand on his chest.
"Says your ten-year-old self who burnt the whole pie we worked so hard on- Ohh you should've seen him, Eliana! He even burnt the metal container! The container!" Mirabel wheezed at the memory, her laughter so contagious Camilo heard a small snort from Eliana.
"As if I'm the only one!" Camilo shot back.
He then shifted into a nine-year-old Mirabel, "Hola! I'm Miwabel and I made some soup for you! I made it with peanut butter, jam, water and lotsa love! I hope you like it <3" He held out his hands and pretended to hold a bowl filled with whatever that was.
