Little(s) : Camilo Madrigal (age : 4 years)
Caretaker(s) : Reader (male) and Reader (female) (I can't be the only one, who has both, right?)

Plot : After finding out their best friend bullied in village, Y/M/N (Your male name) and Y/F/N (Your female name) step in to protect the small chameleon.
Request for : fevrrish

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Camilo was walking down the main street of Encanto, more like jumping, as the kids would join him, playing along with him.

The day was promising to be easy for him, as most of Encanto mothers were in a "mother club", they started while Casita rebuilding, so they wouldn't have a need to call him or Mirabel every time minutes and learn different tactics to calm their babies. That left him with older children, around Antonio's age.

Camilo, along with Mirabel, was known to be more "childish" than the others, but barely anyone outside of the Madrigal family knew the boy was actually a Little. And the day seemed to be a perfect one to slip into it.

The Little made sure to stay close to his Tía Julieta's stall, so she would be able to watch him, but eventually, he wondered off, thinking that, if something happens, he'll be able to call for Dolores.

And so, the boy was wondering around his hometown, humming a little song to himself, jumping from a rock to rock, before he bumped into somebody.

Camilo just ended up falling back, not looking up.

"I... I'm sorry..." The boy managed to say.

"Watch, where you're going, kid!" A voice said from over his head. "Don't think that only because you're one of the 'magic family' means you'll get away with being careless!"

"I-..."

"Shut your mouth!" A slap came over his face, as tears started rolling down the child's face. "Oh, Dios mio, seriously!? You're 15! You're a guy! Grow up, you freaking crybaby!"

But Camilo couldn't. His face was hurting, he hated yelling and the guy refused to listen!

But then, something happened...

Two arms wrapped themselves around his body, as he was held closer to other person's chest.

"Are we gonna have problems, buddy!?" A female voice called

"Shh... it's okay, camaleónito..." Another, male voice, said softly, like from over him.

Camilo soon managed to open his eyes, to see Y/M/N cradling him in his arms, gently rocking the small boy. And if the boy was holding him, it was only logical that the girl, who was yelling at the mean guy, was his twin sister, Y/F/N.

The two were close friends to family, both around Isabela and Dolores' age and ones of those, who knew of Camilo's regression, and they'd often offer to babysit the boy, if the Madrigals ever needed a babysitter.

The color taste for twins always seemed to match, so they'd often wear a F/C (favorite color) outfits, that often would confuse people, as who wore pants and who wore a skirt was the only real difference between them, besides their characters. Y/M/N was more gentle and calm, while Y/F/N was feisty outgoing.

The twins were looking for Camilo, when Mirabel said she lost a track on him. Another thing was that they were very protective of their friends. So the fact of Camilo, to say more in little space, was bullied, set both of them off.

For nearly 10 minutes, Y/M/N was cradling and soothing the poor regressor, while his sister was going on full rampage to make the attacker regret the day, he was born. After that, both were covered in cuts, both had blackeyes and bruises all over their bodies, their clothes dirty and some blood.

"Okay! Okay!" The guy yelled "I give up!"

"Hm..." The girl smirked. "Tell a child to man up and let yourselfto get beaten up by a girl?" She wiped her nose, standing over him triumphantly "Pathetic. Next time, pick up someone your own size..."

And with that, two separated. They knew, they'd get in trouble with their parents, but they'd known that Madrigals would be grateful for them to stand up for Camilo, when he needed.

"Hey, Cami..." Y/F/N whispered, kneeling down to the boy. "You okay? Did he hurt you anywhere?"

Little raised his head, as he was examined, only to find a small bump on his head.

"Let's get you to your Tía Julie? She sure has got something to make this nasty thing to go away!"

"Talk about yourself, sis! Your dress is all muddy!"

"What else was I supposed to do!? Stand aside and let his... guy hurt Cami!?" The girl took the said boy in her arms. "I had to teach him a lesson!"

The boy twin sighed. Well... he wasn't going to argue that. They both were furious, when they first saw the scene. It was only logical for them to jump into the action.

"You're right..." The male twin sighed, standing up. "Let's go."

They walked back to the main square, meeting Mirabel on halfway there. The two told her about what happened and the girl was ranting about what she would do, when she sees the guy, much to the twins' amusement.

Once next to Julieta's stall, both Camilo and Y/F/N were given a peice of her healing food, before Camilo was returned to Pepa, already falling asleep.

Mirabel smiled, watching her cousin, safe and sound once again in his Mamá's arms.

"Thank you for watching over him..."

"Ay, Mira!" Y/M/N smiled back. "It's nothing, you can always count on us to give an extra hand, or four, to protect you." He then looked to his twin. "Right, sis?

"That's right!" She nodded. "All the bruises and dirty clothes worth it, when you see your friend is safe."

Mirabel smiled at them. She knew that as long as Camilo has them, they'd protect him.