THE NEXT DAY
(brought to you by: Carlos' and Camilo's burnt noodle hair)It was already morning, one by one the Madrigals went out of their room and into the dining area where Julieta and Agustin were preparing breakfast for everyone. Casita arranges the chair to sit on while Mirabel helps with the plate.
Soon, Bruno came down to the dining area where almost everyone was taking their seats. His eyes looked here and there searching for his daughter but furrowed his brows when you were nowhere to be found.
"Mirabel, have you seen your prima y/n?" he asks as Mirabel shook her head saying no. "Camilo, have you seen y/n?" he asks the shapeshifter who had just went down.
He yawns while rubbing his eyes with his hand, shaking his head also saying no. Bruno's face turned into a worry and he went upstairs to your room. He knocks on the door but got no response. His hand reached the doorknob as he twisted it and the door opened.
He sighed in relief but that soon vanished when he sees your room raging in fire. "Y/n! Mija!" he called out and tried to go further through the room but was blocked by another fire in front of him.
He curses under his breath and went out of the room, closing the door behind him as he rushed downstairs to where everyone was. As he reaches the kitchen he put both hands on his knees, catching his breath which caught the attention of the family.
Pepa and Julieta ran to their brother's side while rubbing his back. "Bruno, is everything alright?" asked Julieta and grabbed a chair for him to sit on but he politely declined it.
"Deep breaths hermano." Pepa says.
Alma soon butted in after just coming out from the bathroom. "What's wrong?" she asks his son. Bruno looks up at her and pointed at your room upstairs. "Y/n, her room is on fire. I couldn't get in because the temperature's too high, I couldn't handle the heat."
A few gasps were heard from everyone as they passed worried looks on each other. They went upstairs to your room. "I'll go in." Mirabel volunteers. "No, Mira. It's too dangerous for you." Bruno says to his niece.
"It's y/n, I know she's not that dangerous."
"Mi vida, just listen to your Tio Bruno." Julieta pats her shoulder. Mirabel sighs as she slowly nodded her head in defeat.
"I can go." Luisa says. They exchanged looks before nodding their head. Knowing she's strong enough to go in. Luisa twists the doorknob and went in closing the door after. "Y/n! where are you?!" she narrowed her eyes but then backed away after a fire pops out in front blocking her. She didn't handle the heat and soon went out.
Everyone helped her when she got out. "Did you see her?" Alma asks and Luisa shook her head. "The fire is like barrier in the there, blocking me." she huffed.
"Should I go in?" Camilo raises his hand, Pepa crossed her arms and shook her head. "No. It's too dangerous for you."
"But mami--" "Mijo, just listen to your mama." Felix pats his son's head. The shapeshifter looked down and sighed.
"I wanna help." everyone turned their heads to the little boy, Antonio with the toucan on his shoulder. Pepa knelt down to his level. "You can't, Toñito. It's too hot inside." she tucks a few curls on his ear. "But what about prima y/n?" he asked worriedly.
"Don't worry, I'll go in, okay?" she cups his cheek and stood up. Felix grabs her hand. "Amor,--" "I'll be fine." she gently pulled back her hand. The glowing door again, opened and Pepa went in.
She tries changing her emotion and made it rain in her room, putting almost all the fire out. Then she saw you slouching on your bed, she sighed and walked her way to you. But then fire starts to emerge from the floor again making her jump on her feet, not realizing she was being pushed outside. The door opened and slammed close after she was out.
Felix ran to her. "Amor, are you alright." She takes deep breaths in and out to calm herself down before speaking. "I saw her, she's in her bed crying."
Bruno ran a hand through his hair and started to walk back and fourth, biting his finger as if thinking of something. "We need someone to get in there, someone who's close to her except for me." he mumbled.
Mirabel then snapped her fingers. "I know who." she says which made Bruno turn his head to her. "Who?"
"Well, there is someone who's bold enough to face her."
"Who exactly?" Camilo asked.
She points her fingers into the glowing door and Carlos who just woke up, went out at the exact time. "Hey Carlos!" she called out.
"What??" he groans as he scratches his head. He went to where everyone was standing and looked at them confused. "What's with the gathering?" he asks but didn't get any question when he was grabbed by Mirabel.
"Can you do us a favor?" she throws her arm over his shoulders, in case he would try to escape.
"Why should I?"
"Oh stop being such a brat and just help us."
"No, get lost." he shoved her aside and was about to walk out when Pepa blocked his way, a small cloud forming on top of her head. "Mami... didn't see you there." he chuckled awkwardly. Camilo gave him a mocking glance, knowing he was scared of getting zapped.
"Go held your prima." she demands and he politely went back beside Mirabel.
"Mama's boy." she teased and he nudged her shoulders harshly. "Shut it and just tell me what you want." he rolls his eyes.
"You see that room over there?" she points at your door. "It's raging with fire inside."
"Obviously, because it's y/n's room. And your point is?"
"Will you drop the sass?? y/n's in there and her room is literally in hell right now. So it's either you get inside or you get zapped by the lightning." Mirabel snapped.
"Why didn't you just tell me earlier?? you clearly wasted my time." he mumbles as he panicked. He rushed to his room and went out with his damped blanket.
"What are you doing?"
"Uh, doing what you asked me to do." he scoffed and went inside your room without any hesitation, not wanting to hear any word from anyone
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Mi Pequeño Diablo | Carlos M.
FanfictionBeing part of the Madrigal family wasn't easy for y/n. Too much responsibility and expectation, people telling you what to do and people quickly judge you if you've done something that doesn't match the 'perfect' image they expect from you . People...