Aggressive Kitty~ || Encanto x Male Reader

6- Who's tio Bruno?

(M/n pov)

I don't know how I was dragged into this mess, but Mirabal though would be a great idea to drag me away from my chores. Not only that, but take us to the one place I'm pretty positive, we're not supposed to go. She says it's her Tió Bruno's but I've never seen someone try to actively make the room as unwelcoming as possible.

M/n: " Mirabelle, this is at the top of the list for the dumbest shit you ever dragged me into. His door isn't even lit up!!" I hiss making reference at the eerie door.

Mirabelle: "Oh, don't be such a worry wart. And besides, it's not like you wanted to do chores anyway. Consider this a thank you from your girlfriend! She boasts

My cat ears perk up as I stopped walking, causing Mirabelle to look back at me.

M/n: "....What did you just call me? Mirabelle..we....we're not an item..." I hesitate to say.

I didn't know how I felt about that. Mirabelle is nice and all, but I didn't know if she saw me that way, I don't know her well enough, and her family is crazy.
Mira flinches slightly, chuckling nervously.

Mirabelle: "O-oh I suppose that did come out wrong. Heh I didn't mean it like that, I simply ment like a friend....that just so happens to be a chica." She said avoiding my eyes.

I slowly nod, not wanting to make this anymore awkward than it already was becoming. I sigh before we resume walk again, we stop in front of the door.

M/n: "Casita,can you help us out on this one to find this.... Bruno?" I ask as we both step inside to see a hellish amount of sand.

Casita raised one of its floor tiles before shaking it solemnly.
I let out a frustrated meow looking at Mirabelle.

M/n:" Mirabelle this is the biggest red flag if I've ever seen one! If the strange entity of a house can't help us in this room what makes you think it's a good idea to go into this room?!"

Mirabelle:" Well it's obviously to save the miracle! No come on you're too loud if someone hears it can we get caught so help me I'm ratting you out." She said grabbing my wrist and pulling me into the sandy room.

We walked further into the room and I immediately felt the sand in between my toes. I cringe, I feel itchy just being here. We eventually come up this disgustingly long staircase that went straight up. Hundreds upon hundreds of steep stairs. I live out of snort as I look over at Mirabelle.

M/n:"Welp...... Good luck Mira!" I say as I jump to the nearest wall to begin scaling straight up, skipping the work of going up all those stairs.

I could hear her cursing me out in words I didn't even know in Spanish my damn self. But I did look down every now and then to see how far she was up the stairs. It quite literally took her hours to get up to the top. It was to the point where I when I was already halfway I stopped in the stairs and waited for a solid 20 minutes just for a small breather before making it to the top.

By the time she made it to the top she was out of breath and about ready to pass out. Meanwhile I was filing my claws.

M/n:"¡Ya era hora!" I hiss at her. I take off her glasses looking at the amount of sand that fell out.

M/n:"Chica, If I knew you would have taken that long I would have made an attempt to carry you on my back. How are you so messy from going upstairs, you look like you came straight out of the litter box! I'm sure we've wasted plenty of daylight, come on!"