The Guzmans were on their way to the Madrigal house for Isabela's proposal dinner.
Everyone else was getting the table and the house ready for the Guzmans. Except for two cousins.
Together, Mila and Mirabel put the pieces of the vision together. Mirabel figured out which pieces went together, and Mila started gluing them together. But when they finished putting it together, they saw a picture of Mirabel in front of Casita, and it was cracked. Both Mila and Mirabel were shocked by what they saw. How was this possible?
This was one of those occasional moments when Mila didn't have an answer, not even a hypothesis.
"Miraboo," called Augustine, entering the nursery. "Hope you got your party pants on, because-"
Augustine froze when he saw what his daughter and niece had on the table behind them, which they tried to hide. Casita even nudged the table to the side to help hide it, but it was no good.
"Uh, we broke into Bruno's tower and found his lost vision, the magic is dying, and I think it's because of... me?"
Augustine got a closer look at the vision. He still didn't speak a word.
"Pa?" said Mirabel.
"Tio Augustine?" Mila said.
Augustine quickly picked up the pieces of the vision, but got glue on his hands, as it hadn't dried yet, and he hid the pieces in a bag.
"Abuela wants tonight to be perfect," said Augustine, whispering. "So, until the Guzmans leave, the two of you did not sneak into Bruno's tower, the magic is not dying. Nothing is wrong. No one has to know."
Inconveniently, the nursery door opened, and there was a gasp from across the balcony.
"I know," whispered Dolores. She squeaked and scampered off.
"She's gonna tell everyone," said Mirabel in a panic.
"Time to eat!" Abuela called from downstairs.
"Miercoles," said Augustine.
Mila got the twins and started to bring them downstairs.
"Okay, you two. You heard Tio Augustine. Both of you have to behave tonight." Mila told her brother and sister. "And we have to keep Dolores from blabbing too."

The entire Madrigal family and the Guzmans sat at the table together.
"The Guzmans and the Madrigals together will be so good for the Encanto," smiled Abuela.
"Yes," said Senora Guzman. "Then let's hope tonight is not a horrible disaster."
Meanwhile, Mirabel was keeping eye contact with Dolores to make sure she didn't blab what she heard about the vision.
Mila also kept an eye on Dolores, but from where she was sitting, eye contact wasn't something she could do. But she could do something else.
"To a perfect night, Salud!" Abuela raised her glass to toast, and the family complied.
Mirabel kept eye contact with Dolores, neither one of them seeming to blink at all.
"Avocado?" Mariano said, holding the bowl of avocado in front of Mirabel's face, making her lose eye contact with Dolores.
Dolores was about to blab to Camilo, when she suddenly got bopped in the head with something thrown at her. Pedro's teething ring.
Mila looked at Pedro and feigned scolding.
"Pedro, what did we say about throwing things?"
Mila gave Dolores the 'I'm watching you' gesture, then pointed at her and made a zipping motion across her mouth. Dolores sat up straight, and Mirabel resumed eye contact with her, only for it to be blocked again when Isabela passed the pitcher of water.
That was when Chika came in, sniffing at the table, wanting food.
"Milagro, I thought I told you to keep Chika out of the dining room." Abuela said.
"Sorry, Abuela." Mila said. "I'll take her outside. Vamos, perrita."
Mila left the room briefly to take her dog outside and leave her a bone to chew. But when she got back to dinner, she saw a cloud forming in the dining room.
"Pepa, the cloud." Abuela said.
"Clear skies, clear skies," Pepa whispered to herself, fingering at her hair.
Mila sat down and tried to remain calm, but then she saw her parents looking at her like they knew she was hiding something. That was when the dinner dishes started shaking, and so did the table.
"Mila, relax!" Bruno whisper yelled, knowing Mila's nerves affecting her power was the cause of the vibrating table.
"What's going on?" Mariano wondered out loud.
As if things couldn't get any worse, Mirabel found cracks under the table and bumped her head on it.
"Is everything okay?" Mariano asked.
"Everything's fine!" Mila exclaimed, forcing a smile. "We're... just excited for the proposal."
"Which you should do," said Augustine, also forcing a smile, as did Mirabel. "As fast as you can."
Mila took a slow, deep breath, mentally reciting a mantra she used in yoga class Light as air, soft as a petal, feel serenity, no despair. And the table and dishes stopped shaking almost instantly, to everyone but Mila's parents and Mirabel's confusion.
"Uh, I was actually gonna..." Mariano began, but was interrupted by Mirabel.
"You were actually gonna. Great!" Mirabel said, and she turned Isabela's chair so that she faced her boyfriend.
Then, Mariano's mother spoke up.
"Well, since everyone here has a talent, my Mariano wanted to begin with a song. Luisa, could you fetch the piano?"
"Okay." Luisa tried not to cry, but was failing miserably as she got up to go fetch the piano.
Mila and Mirabel wanted to hug her right then and there. But, they had to face other problems.
More cracks started to form, so Mirabel got up.
"It's actually family tradition to sing after," said Mirabel, pushing Mariano out from his chair and down onto one knee.
Mariano took out the ring box and began a little speech professing love for perfect Isabela. But, that was also when Mirabel saw some of Antonio's animals putting the pieces of the vision back together, and Mila saw too! Luisa also came in with the piano, but was struggling to do so. That was when the dishes and table started shaking again, this time harder.
"Will you marry..." Mariano started.
"NO!" Mirabel exclaimed, trying to stop the critters.
The dining room furniture didn't just shake. Suddenly, the table started floating, and so did some of the chairs.
"What is happening?!" Senora Guzman asked. The utensils also started floating around.
"Mirabel and Mila found Bruno's lost vision. Mirabel is in it, she's gonna destroy the magic, and we're all doomed!" Dolores blurted very quickly.
Mirabel tried to stop the animals as the vision was put on the table, and Bruno tried to grab it, but accidentally slid it over to his mother, and more cracks formed into the walls. But, that wasn't what freaked everyone out most. They still had no clue why they were floating... until Mila raised her hands and slowly lowered them, making everyone's chairs gently lower to the floor. But, that didn't stop Pepa's storm cloud from storming the dinner, or a plant hitting Mariano's nose, or Camilo's shapeshifting going out of whack. And the doors opened to reveal the whole town with a big banner, shouting "FELICIDADES!"

The Guzmans quickly left, Abuela begging them for forgiveness.
"Abuela, please. There's gotta be something-" Mirabel said.
"I hate you!" Isabela exclaimed angrily at her sister and cousin.
"I'm a loser!" Luisa cried, running to her room, Augustine going after his middle daughter.
"What did you do?!" Pepa said.
"It wasn't me, it was Bruno's vision!" Mirabel said.
"Don't you dare pin my father on this!" Mila said. "Dolores was the one who started the blabbing!"
"Enough!" Bruno exclaimed, looking angry for what looked like the first time. "Both of you, Milagro's room. Now!"
That actually surprised Mirabel and Mila. Neither of them had ever seen him behaving so strictly before. Mila knew this especially because her father never called her by her full first name unless it was serious. Some of Bruno's rats came by with pieces of the vision and were following Bruno to his oldest daughter's room.

"Nothing is wrong! Everything is fine!" Abuela shouted to everyone. "The magic is strong! We are the Madrigals!"
Abuela slammed the doors shut. "MIRABEL! MILAGRO!" thunder boomed right after Abuela shouted.

The two girls didn't hesitate to run to Mila's room like their lives depended on it; they'd much rather face an angry Bruno than angry Abuela. At least, they hoped so. They weren't sure which they were more afraid of at that point.
Bruno had the two girls sit on Mila's bed as he talked.
"No one was supposed to see this vision," said Bruno. "Ever."
"Why not, Papa?" Mila said.
"You shouldn't have encouraged Mirabel to look for it," said Bruno, scolding his daughter.
"Papi, we had to." Mila said.
"It was for Mirabel's own good."
"And you told Mami, but not me, your own daughter? I could've figured something out a lot sooner."
"Some things even you can't figure out, Mila."
And something in Mila snapped.
"You think I don't know that?! I'm the one who's had to live with constant pressure of being the smartest Madrigal since before I was even in kindergarten! Do you think I like being the one everyone looks to for explanations to every single thing? If it's not that they see, it's my inventions going wrong, or guessing what my gift is, and wondering if I make bad things happen like my father even though he only has visions of the future. So yes, I know I can't know every single thing. I don't need a five hundred IQ to know that or to know that my cousin needs help because she's treated as inferior by everyone in this family!"
Mila breathed heavily, tears falling from her eyes. It was true. As happy, optimistic, and level-headed as she appeared, Mila felt constant pressure every day of her life. Her teachers expected her to have the highest score on every single test, answer every question, solve the hardest math problems, give the best oral reports, and have the best science projects. And in her house, everyone expected her to always have new ideas for inventions with which she would eventually have a breakthrough. But, while she came up with good ideas, she felt pressure to be the perfect genius who always had the answer to every question, never hesitating to find all the facts, and give a straight answer to the most important questions, making life easier. If it weren't for Chika, she probably would've lost her mind by now.
Mila started crying as she felt the weight of all the pressure she felt finally cracking her.
Mirabel hugged her cousin. This was just like the pressure Luisa said she felt her whole life.
"Mila..." Mirabel said. "I'm not as smart as you, but I already know you have a heart as big as your brain."
Bruno could see his daughter was distressed. He remembered what Alicia always said to Mila: "Your heart is as big as your brain, Mila. A strong mind is good, but a strong heart will lead you to your dreams if you let it."
"Mila, maybe it's time you start following your heart instead of just your mind." Bruno said, hugging his daughter.
And, Mila did listen to her heart.
"I want to help Mirabel, Papa." Mila sniffled.
Bruno was speechless again.
"Tio Bruno..." Mirabel said. "If I'm hurting my family, I just need to know."
"I can't tell you," said Bruno. "Because I don't know."
Bruno took out the pieces of the vision and put them together on a tray.
"I had this vision the night Mirabel didn't get her gift. Abuela worried about the magic, our miracle. She begged me to look into the future to see what it all meant. I saw the magic in danger, our house breaking, and Mila... she was angry and lost control of her gift."
"So that's why you and Mami were always worried when I was unhappy?"
"Si, but there was no clear fate for Mirabel. Her destiny would change, like there was no one answer. It was as if her future was... undecided. But, I knew what everyone would think because I'm Bruno and everyone always assumes the worst... except for one... my Alicia."
"What happened then?" Mirabel asked.
"I confided in her first, knowing she wouldn't be as harsh." Bruno explained. "She promised to help me keep it secret from everyone, including the two of you. I was tempted to run away to protect you... but I couldn't abandon my family, especially not my bride and child."
"You kept this vision secret... to protect me?" Mirabel said.
"I don't know which way it'll go," said Bruno. "But, my best guess... the family, the Encanto, and the magic itself... it's all gonna come down to you."
Then Bruno threw away the pieces.
"Or maybe I'm wrong. Like I said, it's a mystery. That's why this vision is-" He blew a raspberry.
Mila took out her journal and seemed to make a note before walking to something neither Mirabel nor Bruno had seen the last time they were in her room.
There seemed to be some big board Mila had with pictures and notes of all sorts, some of which were connected by push pins and red yarn, like in a mystery show, and it all started with a picture of Mirabel when she was five.
"Is that...?" Mirabel said.
"I'm so close to cracking this case." Mila said. "That vision may have been the clue I needed."
Mila placed the sketch of the vision on the board and added another piece of yarn to it. She placed her goggles over her eyes as she concentrated, trying to piece it all together. The answer was so close, and yet so far.
"There's gotta be an answer somewhere!" Mila said. "There must be more to see. Something missing."
That was when Mirabel had an idea of her own.
"Tio, have another vision." Mirabel said.
"Oh, no. I don't do visions anymore." Bruno said.
"You can't just say, the weight of the world is on your shoulders, the end." Mirabel said. "If the fate of our magic is up to me, me says have another vision."
"Even if I wanted to, which I don't, you wrecked my vision cave. I need a big open space."
"We'll find one."
"Where?"
"Use my room," said a little voice nearby. It was Antonio. "Chika and the rats told me everything. Don't eat those."
The jaguar stopped as it had been about to eat some of Bruno's rats.
"Antonio, get that jaguar out of my room before he makes a mess!" Mila said. It wasn't that she didn't like cats, but she didn't want any of her stuff being clawed or knocked over by the giant cat.
Mirabel ignored her cousin's outburst, and told Bruno, "The magic needs help."
So, Bruno agreed to do the vision.

"You should have told me about the vision the minute you saw it," said Abuela, scolding Augustine. "Think of the family!"
"I was thinking of my daughter!" Augustine defended.
"Alicia, where is Bruno? You or he should have told me Mila's gift was mind tricks. She could have used it to be helpful."
"Telekinesis," Alicia corrected. "But the name of her gift isn't the point. Mila's gift is her own, and Bruno and I support whether or not she decides to use it. And she already helps Mirabel, unlike you."
Snow started to appear nearby.
"Pepa, calm down." Abuela said.
"I'm doing my best," said Pepa. "You're lucky it's not a hurricane!"
"Mama," said Julieta. "You've always been too hard on Mirabel and Milagro."
Another crack appeared in the wall.
"Look at our home," said Abuela. "We must protect our family. Find them."