Reverse Rivera Curse, A Coco Fan Fiction

Chapter One: Dia de los Muertos

Everyone in Santa Cecilia felt the buzzing in the air. Setting up decorations, setting up papel picado, sweeping courtyards, making tamales, setting up marigold paths, leaving belongs to the gravestones, polishing them, and cleaning every ofrenda rooms.

Polishing the pictures of their late loved ones, even playing music, dancing, and face paint skeletons faces.

Today was Dia de los Muertos, the holiday where the Dead cross over the Marigold Bridge to see the Living: their children, their grandchildren, their great grandchildren, their great great grandchildren, and see how grown up they are.

Today was especially great because it's also the day that the entire Dead Riveras get to cross the Marigold Bridge with both Hector and Coco. Miguel couldn't keep his excitement level calm as he cleaned Mama Coco's old room, which was now his younger sister's, Socorro, bedroom, though she gets to sleep in his room or their parent's room on every Dia de los Muertos.

I can't believe that today is the 10th anniversary of Papa Hector and Mama Coco get to cross over together!, he thought, while sweeping the floor.

After finishing sweeping, Miguel sat down on the bed and looked at the mirror, while sighing softly as he smiled to himself. It's been ten years since his trip of the Land of the Dead and learning the truth about his Papa Hector.

Both the Land of the Living and the Land of the Dead knew the Rivera Family as a Shoe Shop in both Living and Dead Riveras, but after learning that Ernesto De La Cruz murdered Hector for his songs, both the Land of the Living and the Land of the Dead hated De La Cruz for that horrid act, and everyone completely forgotten about that theif within months after Mama Coco revealed the truth by showing them letters, poems, and songs that was made by Hector.

Just as Miguel was about to get back to work, he saw himself at the mirror. Smiling a goofy and charming smile, he stood up from the bed and stared at his reflection.

He looks exactly like Hector, but without the goatee and the golden tooth. His dark brown hair is a little longer that he tied it with a small black rubber band. When he smiled, he saw his one and only dipple, but he has Hector's dreamy dark brown eyes. Even Mama Coco always says to Miguel that he looks exactly like Hector when Miguel was a child and was still an only child. He's also still as thin as a twig as Abuelita pointed out when he was twelve.

He was as handsome as his Papa Hector, mostly because he and Hector spend time other more during Miguel's first adventure.

"I can't believe it's been diez años since I've been to The Land of the Dead, and already..." Miguel said, "I'm becoming muy guapo like Papa Hector."

Miguel walked out of Mama Coco's room, and stepped into ofrenda, and saw the picture of his Papa Hector, his Mama Imelda, and his Mama Coco when she was a child. As he smiled at the picture, Miguel heard his Papa, Enrique Rivera, calling.

"Mijo, can you help me with marigolds?" Enrique asked.

Without saying a word, Miguel looked at picture one more time and gave it a quick peck, before walking out of the ofrenda.

At The Land of Dead

Hector was playing with his guitar, and singing 'Remember Me', before he stopped as he was nearing the end of the song.

"Mi amore, what's wrong?" Hector heard Imelda's voice and turned to her.

"Oh, nothing, mi amore...though..."

Imelda stopped shining her shoe. "Though?"

Hector smiled. "I really miss Miguel, even though it's Dia de los Muertos today, I just wish... I could give him the biggest hug."