Coco(Hector x OC)

Chap 10

"Come, I need your eyes." Frida sits Miguel and Maria down on a bench and starts to monologue. "Darkness, and from the darkness, a giant papaya! Dancers emerge from the papaya, and the dancers, are all me. They go to drink the milk from their mother, who is a cactus, but is also me. And her milk is not milk, but tears. Is it to obvious?" She looks at them hopefully.
"I think it's just the right amount of obvious." Maria hesitantly says.
"It could use some music." Miguel says more confidently. Then Miguel starts vocalizing to the beat of the performance.
"And what if everything was on fire!? Yes fire everywhere. Inspired. You have the spirit of an artist." Frida's monkey pats them both on the cheeks. "The dancers exit, the music fades, the lights go out, and Ernesto De la Cruz rises to the stageA" A light shines on "Ernesto's" body to show a handmade mannequin. "He does a couple of songs, the sun rises everyone cheers."
"Excuse me? Where's the real Ernesto?" Miguel asks confused.
"Ernesto doesn't do rehearsals. He's to busy hosting that fancy party at the top of his tower." She points up to a large amount of lights outside the window. Hector catches up and sighs in relief.
"Chamaco you can't run off on me like that. Come on, stop pestering the celebrities." Hector pulls Miguel and Maria away from Frida.
"You said my great great grandpa would be here. He's halfway across town throwing some big party." Miguel growls.
"That bum, who doesn't show up for their own rehearsals."
"If you're such good friends, why didn't he invite you?" Miguel asks.
"He's your great great grandpa, why didn't he invite you?" Hector counters. "Hey, Gustavo. Do you know anything about this party?" Hector call for one of the musicians.
"It's the hot ticket. But if you're not on the list, you're never getting in, chorizo." He laughs.
"Hey it's chorizo!" Another musician calls out followed by a series of laughs.
"Chorizo?" Miguel asks.
"Oh, you know this guy's famous. Go on, ask him how he died."
"I don't wanna talk about it." Hector looks away shamefully, Maria rubs his arm sympathetically which he tries to shake off.
"He choked on some chorizo!" More laughs echo the large room. Miguel starts to giggle.
"I didn't choke okay? I got food poisoning, which is a big difference." Hector glares as the laughter gets louder. "You see this is why I don't like musicians. A bunch of self important jerks." Hector scowls and turns away in a huff.
"But I'm a musician." Miguel tells him.
"You are?" Hector turns to Miguel, genuinely surprised.
"Yeah, and Maria sings with me." Miguel says making Maria blush.
"Well if you really wanna meet Ernesto, there is that music competition at the Plaza De la Cruz. Winner gets to play at his party." Gustavo sang and walked away. Miguel looks to Maria before looking down at his halfway see through hands. Maria's is all the way to her wrists. Hector groans and rushes to Miguel's side.
"No chamaco you are loco if you think that..." Hector tried to say, but got interrupted by Miguel.
"I need Ernesto's blessing if we're gonna get home. Do you know where I can get a guitar?" Miguel wiggled his fingers before looking at Hector. Hector groans and places his hand on his head.
"I know a guy." He says making Maria and Miguel smile happily.