Coco(Hector x OC)

Chap 9

"Hold still, a ver, a ver. Look up, up. There tada, dead as a doorknob." Hector finishes Maria's face paint and holds up a mirror for her to see. "You see kid, this place runs on memories. When you're well remembered, people put up your photo and you can cross the bridge, unless you're me." Hector takes the mirror and throws it away.
"You can't cross?" Miguel asks as he examines Maria's face paint, Maria looking at his.
"No one's ever put up my picture, but you can change that." He pulls out an old photo and hands it to Maria.
"This is you?" The two kids ask together. Looking up at Hector, he smiles just like in the picture.
"Yeah, muy guapo aye?" He asks.
"So, you get us to De la Cruz, we go back and put up your photo?" Miguel takes the photo and examines it more.
"Such a smart boy, yes that's just it. One hiccup. De la Cruz is a tough guy to get to, and I need to cross the bridge now. Like tonight. So do you have any other family here? You know, someone more accessible?" Hector asks hopefully. Maria just about says something before Miguel interrupts.
"Nope." He says giving Maria a look that says to play along.
"Dont yack my chain chamaco. You gotta have some other family." Hector says unbelieving Miguel's words.
"Only De la Cruz. If you can't help us, we'll find someone else." Miguel whistles for Dante and they start to walk off.
"Ugh fine, fine. I'll get you to your great great grandpa." Hector finally agrees. "Its not going to be easy you know. He's a busy man. What are you doing?" Hector asks as he sees Miguel walk funny.
"I'm walking like a skeleton." Miguel answers.
"No, skeletons don't walk like that."
"Its how you walk." Miguel looks at Hector's legs and copies him.
"No I don't. Stop it!" Hector playfully pushes Miguel, making Miguel see something out of the corner of his eye.
"Woah! 'Ernesto De la Cruz's Sunrise Spectacular'? Que padre!" Miguel shouts happily.
"Blech, every year your great great grandpa puts on that dumb show to mark the end of Dia De Muertos." Hector explains boringly.
"And you can get us in." Maria happily states. Hector looks away shamefully making Miguel mad.
"You said you had front row tickets." Miguel growls.
"That, was a lie. I apologize for that." Hector smiles as Miguel glares at him. "Cool off chamaco. Come on, I'll get you to him."
"How?" Maria walks beside him.
"Because I happen to know where he's rehearsing." Hector smiles over at Maria who smiles back. They get to a dark looking building. Hector pulls of his arm and uses his suspenders to shoot his arm to the top floor. A couple seconds later a woman yells down. "You better have my dress Hector."
"Hola Ceci!" Hector yells up at her. She throws his arm down and he catches it before the ladder falls on him. They climb through the window and greet the stramge woman.
"Ceci, I lost the dress." Hector confesses making the woman start yelling at him.
Dante and Pepe start running off making Miguel and Maria follow.
"Dante stop!" Miguel calls as Dante starts getting into a fight with an alebrije monkey.
"You! How did you two get in here?" The real Frida Kahlo asks.
"We were just following..." Miguel starts only to be interrupted when Frida sees his dog.
"Ah, the mighty xolo dog. Guider of wandering spirits. And who's spirit have you guided to me?"
"I don't think he's a spirit guide." Miguel looks confused.
"Ah ah ah, the alebrijes of this world come in many forms, they are as mysterious as they are powerfully." Frida's monkey then breaths fire. Dante starts choking on his foot, gaining everyone's attention.
"Or maybe he's just a dog."