chapter 30

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Isabela:Mirabel?

Mirabel:go to sleep Mirabel...

*Mirabel said groaning as it was late at night, they made it back to Hosea's home, ate, Mirabel saw Isabela scowling at uncle and now they were sleeping or at least trying to sleep*

Isabela:i can't sleep

Mirabel:i fail to see how's that my problem

Isabela:come on please? Let's talk a little

Mirabel:all we do is talk

Isabela:fine let's go out to hunt then

Mirabel:.....what do you want to talk about

Isabela: something you said before that's been slowly eating my brain.

Mirabel;and that would be...?

Isabela:What did you mean when you said encanto sucks at agriculture?

*Mirabel yawned, and sat up straight, annoyingly Isabela was still clinging to her having her arms around Mirabel's neck while her head was firmly in Mirabel's chest*

Mirabel:the world is a cruel place by nature the weak die and the strong survive, i got lucky that a strong took pity on me and took me in for more then a few moons. Plants are no different not all plants live to see tomorrow they die and become nutrients for the strong plants. In encanto you have la bruja knowned as our tia Pepa. She makes sure the weather is just right so that every crop grows

Isabela: isn't that good? More crops means more people to feed

Mirabel:short term yes, long term no. Think about it the population of encanto as growned what, 10 maybe 20 people? And that's being generous. And somehow it's need 5 times the amount of farms that it used to need why is that?

Isabela:what is this a lesson now?

Mirabel;and what if it is? Answer the question Miss Mirasol

*Isabela snorted as a response and thought about it for a minute*

Mirabel:add "teach you about agriculture" to the list now. The answer is simple take corn for example after each generation or harvesting season passes the next corn will grow smaller and weaker since it doesn't has to compete for stuff like water of sunlight anymore at a certain point it will barely grow hense making more farms to start over and repeat the cycle. Another failure of that bitch alma Madrigal

Isabela:hm...still not tired

Mirabel:well i am goodnight

Isabela: can't you like sing me a song?

*Mirabel looked down at Isabela with an incredulous look*

Mirabel:your joking

Isabela;you did it when i was sick

Mirabel:but your not sick now

Isabela: pleaseee

*Isabela said softly rubbing her head on mirabel's chest. Mirabel groaned and thought of a song*

Mirabel:Bésame Bésame mucho Como si fuera esta noche La última vez

(Kiss me Kiss me a lot Like it was tonight The last time)

*Mirabel sank back down to the bed getting comfortable, well as comfortable as she could with Isabela holding her like a koala*

Mirabel:Bésame Bésame mucho
Que tengo miedo a perderte, Perderte después

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