Mirabel Madrigal a 15 year old girl who has gone through so much, she's been abandoned ever since she didn't get a gift. She's gone through so much, she was ignored, neglected and blamed for problems that she didn't even do and constantly reminded o...
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JULIETA WOKE UP THE NEXT MORNING TO SEE MIRABEL LATCHED ONTO AGUSTÍN. She smiles happily and walked over to the dresser and changed into a new dress. Once she was done, she walked down into the kitchen and started to make breakfast – and lastly heated up some milk in a pot and put it into a bottle for her baby. She set everything out knowing the family would leave them some.
She walked back up to the bedroom to see her husband and mija awake, Agustín was dressed with a very little Mirabel on his hip – babbling happily, stealing his glasses from his eyes and putting them on. She leaned against the door way chuckling as he tries to grab them back and winces when she pulls at his moustache.
"Well good morning, you two." She says walking over to the pair, "I see someone is very young."
"Nu uh, I dis many!" She shows two fingers. Her big doe eyes wander down to what her mama was holding and she reached for it. "Baba!"
"Wow, you're a big girl!" She said smiling walking over to the duo and handed Mirabel the warm bottle.
"Tanks!" She squeals as she suckles on the nipple of the bottle. The warm – creamy texture melting on her tastebuds, she drops her head down on her papa's shoulder. She found comfort in this position, she could hear his heart and it lulled her into content.
"Shall we go down and join everyone?" Julieta asks Mirabel who nods while Agustín bounces her on his hip.
The three of them head downstairs with the help of Casita and walked into the dining room where everyone was. Heads looked up from the table and stares for a moment; some with adoration and awe, and a couple of the family cooe.
Mirabel hides her face into her Papa's neck as he sat down with her on their lap. She was still drinking out of her bottle as her Mama passed her a bowl of mangoes, passion fruit and some melon. She set down her bottle in between her knees and grabbed some of the fruit. The sticky mess getting all over her fingers and face, she glances up and smiles at Abuela who smiles back and goes back to talking to Dolores about Mariano.
Her gaze wanders over to Antonio who was staring at her, but turned to his animals and started to chat with them. She noticed Camilo staring before stealing more food, she shrugs and pushes away the now empty bowl. Pepa reached over and wiped her face and hands, she tried to fuss away, but Agustín handed her the bottle.
Breakfast finished and some of the Madrigal's went to do their own thing since no one was going to waste their energy on townsfolk anymore. Pepa had went off on the priest when he'd asked Luisa to move it into the sun light, and the man asked for her to move the donkeys back into their pen. Agustín had stated clear to everyone that Mirabel was dead serious about the new rules and that they'd do things for themselves, it caused an uproar until Abuela put her foot down.
