A Toothy Surprise

Disclaimer: I do not own Encanto. All rights belong to Disney.

The china cabinet tipped to its side. Twelve plates rolled out onto the dining table, each one following after the other. They traveled to Mirabel, who stood at the end with a prepared body. She caught them in a snap, all stacked neatly like a large batch of pancakes.

"Gotcha!" Mirabel wasn't always flawless at getting every single plate in her arms, but she miraculously had never let one break. She had Casita to thank for that; she was grateful for everything the magical house did for this family. When someone needed them at any time of the day, they were there, ready to help. Casita was Mirabel's dedicated assistant when it came to her chores and daily routine. The house wasn't just a standard building with walls, floors, and rooms; they were a central figure. The Madrigals' love for their home didn't differ from the deep familial love they shared with one another. Mirabel felt extremely blessed to have marvelous Casita as her home.

She began setting the breakfast table, humming a little tune to herself. When she placed down the second-to-last plate, her ears detected the sound of the pitter-patter of feet and her name being called.

"Mirabel!"

The girl looked up. Her primito Antonio was dashing straight toward her, a giddy expression on him.

Smiling, she said, "Someone's excited this morning."

"I have something to tell you! Well, show you."

Mirabel bent down to his level. "Ooooh, what is it?"

"Guess!" the five, almost six-year-old, told her, rocking back and forth on his feet.

"Hmm..." Mirabel's chin settled on her fist, then her finger raised to tap her temple. "Think, think, think..." She heard Antonio let out a small giggle. She didn't dig deeply into this, as it could be anything. And she cherished playful, simple moments like this with Antonio. If he wanted to do something fun, she would willingly play along.

"Did you find a new animal?" Mirabel guessed.

Antonio shook his head. "Nope. That would be amazing, though."

"Alright, then. So, it's not that. How about... your Gift? I know you've been learning a lot from it, so maybe you discovered something interesting."

"That's a good answer, but that's not it either," he stated.

Mirabel scratched her head, trying to come up with another response. What could it possibly be?

"Here, I'll help you," Antonio said. "Something is different about me."

Closely, she examined the boy from head to toe. He had sprouted a little, but other than that, there seemingly weren't any noticeable differences. "Oh, really? You look like the same boy to me." She poked Antonio's belly, making him giggle.

"Yes, Mira. I just got it."

The teenager took note of what he mentioned. "You just got it, you say?" Her eyes darted up to Antonio's abundant, endearing dark-colored curls. "Is it your hair? Did it grow?"

Again, his head shook from side to side, his curls bouncing along. "No, that's not it."

"How about your legs?"

"No."

"Your ears?"

"No."

"Your feet? Maybe you got new shoes."

"Uh uh."

Mirabel comically threw her hands up. "Okay, you've got me there. You can show me now."

Antonio opened his mouth, revealing a front loose tooth. His tongue wiggled the tiny thing about. Mirabel had her hand over her big smile, both pleasantly surprised and gleeful.