Little(s) : Bruno Madrigal (age : 1 year)
Caretaker(s) : Paz Martinez and Maria Martinez (not their real last names! Just looked up in Google and picked random!)

Plot : Bruno has been held in captivity for last few years. He still holds onto the hope he'll escape his imprisonment.
Request for : None. The fanfic is too good to be ignored! I loved it too much to leave it alone with just a single one-shot inspired

Also, quick disclaimer. This the second chapter, highly inspired by "Nene". I can't get enough. This fanfic is too good!

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Bruno Madrigal was trapped. He was kidnapped by two people, who wanted his powers and to be their kid.

But not just any kid. They wanted him to be very small child. To be their baby.

Everything included. Crib, toys, pacifiers, bottles, etc. It didn't help he was already diaper dependant even before they took him. It only gave them more power to treat him more as a baby.

Every day was a routine. Being woken up by sun or his captors, who kept insisting on him calling them his "Mamá" and "Papá", get changed, fed, then play, nap, fed again, play again, bath time and to bed. They could sometimes take him out for a walk, but it was the same thing. Over and over again. Slowly, Bruno felt like he was loosing sense of time through this routine.

The only thing that kept him there was Mimi, his stuffed rat, his beloved sobrinita Mirabel made for him. It seemed like his captors didn't know the true origin of the toy. Bruno wanted to keep it that way. He was sure that, if they did know the truth, they'd take his toy away and destroy it, like the last connection to the Madrigal family.

And Bruno didn't want that. It was the only thing that kept him sane. Kept him hoping. That someday, he'd be back home. To his true family.

Sure, Maria and Paz, his captors, his so called "Mamá" and "Papá", were loving enough. They were gentle and caring people.

Shit, who he was kidding! He saw Maria making adult sized baby clothes! He wouldn't be surprised every single thing, he wore, was made by her! She treated him with so much love, he would sometimes even forget, why he hated her.

And Paz? Oh, if Maria didn't exist, Bruno was sure, Paz would be the mother in the house. He'd play with him, cuddle him, kiss him. And every touch was gentle, like a father, playing with his small child. So many warm moments the two shared...

Everything together... Maria and Paz would make great parents and Bruno was more and more sure of that with every passing day.

If only HE wasn't the child.

He was, for God's sake, 45! Not a, damn God, INFANT, they'd treat him as!

He tried everything. He tried to escape. But right every time he was caught either by them or other villagers. And no. None of townspeople were like them, a crazy psychopaths, kidnapping people from their families to be their babies. No, Maria and Paz were only ones.

But they also were the only ones, who had powers, like his family did. He was sure they manipulated them. Made them believe he needed their care and support. Because, every time, he got out, somebody would see him and say "Hey! Isn't that little Bruno?", "who?", "A mentally ill man, who thinks he's a baby. He's in Señor and Señora Martinez's care."

He heard it over and over. Over and over, his cries for help were ignored, the pacifier, he was unable to get off, was pushed in his mouth, as they reassured him, like a baby, that he was going back to his "parents". He stopped believing in them.

The escape attempt punishments were the worst part. They promised. They promised to care and love him. But they only kept hurting him.

Only in his day one, they had hurt him more, than his own mother had in his whole life. In last 5 years? More than his entire family had.

His family...

Oh, how he missed them!

He missed his little nieces and nephew.

He missed Isabela growing flowers for him to cheer him up. He missed Dolores following him like a baby duck. He missed Luisa's strong, but gentle hugs. He missed Camilo being mischievous and pulling jokes on him nearly any time of the day. He missed Mirabel being just a tiny copy of her mother, just as sweet and caring.

He missed his sisters.

He missed fighting with Pepa for the most random things, missed their reading time together, missed sounds of the rain, warmth of sun, beauty of rainbow, she would create by her mood. He missed cooking with Julieta, missed her teaching him the easiest tricks, that would save him here and there, he missed the taste of her cooking, how the warmth of her magic would gently wrap itself around any wound and heal it.

He missed his brothers-in-law.

He missed their outgoings, he missed them being the older brothers, he never had. He missed Félix's constant cheerful, outgoing attitude, he missed how much Félix loved his sister and was always by Pepa's side. He missed his and Agustín's fishing trips, he missed the constant reminders why Agustín and Julieta were such a perfect match.

He... he missed his Mamí...

He missed how she would stroke his hair... He missed how she would sing to him after nightmares, even if he's a grown man now... He missed how she would hug and not let him go, if he was scared... He missed how she would still treat him like he was her little boy... He missed how she would still call him "Her Brunito"...

Bruno always supposed that why he was so close with Paz. Pedro, his father, died when he was born, before he was able to remember him. So that, not due not respecting, he loved his father, thank you very much, but due not having any true memories of him.

Sure, Maria is nice... but it feels weird... the whole caring, she does? The every breastfeeding session, she's forcing him into? It feels wrong. It feels weird. Like... like he's betraying his own mother, who put her all into rising and caring for him and his sisters.

Sure. Maria may be his "Mamá", but she will NEVER be his Mamí.

No. His Mamí was Alma Madrigal, none else can change it or replace her.

He made it clear from day one.

She was his Mamí, he was her Little Bruno.

And forever it'll stay this way.

And he'll be back to his family one day. And he knew it had to be soon. During last vision session, he looked up to see that Pepa was pregnant again. He planned to go back to Encanto before the baby turns one. Maybe he could steal one of the toys in nursery as a gift for them? Maybe he'll be lucky enough to get to Isabela and Dolores' quinceañeras?

But the further into the babying he slipped, the more and more hopeless he would become.

Few months back, he noticed that he started going along with whole baby thing easier. Far too easy. Like... like he was starting to think like a baby.

And that scared him. If that happens for too long, he'll loose. It means Paz and Maira finally win. He'll forget himself. Forget his family. Forget his life, before that. It means... after 5 years of fighting... they'll finally get the "baby" they longed him to be so hard.

But... Bruno refused to give up!

He will be back!

He WILL return to his true family.

For the Madrigal family.

For Mirabel.

Maybe a little bit for himself.

He will not give up.

He'll just bide his time. He'll just wait.

He'll just play along as their "Perfect little baby", until they believe him to lower their guard enough... and then he'll backstab them, he'll get away from them. Will finally get home.

He'll get there.

One day.

Brumo smiled at his plan, holding Mimj close to his chest, as he turned over.

"I'll be back... I promise..."

The door opened, a sickly sweet voice called... "Good morning, Nene~"

He just needs to play along...

"Mamá!"