chapter 90
Much later with, with Luisa
*we see her working, while she sang softly to herself, since mirabel wasn't the only madrigal who loved to sing, though Luisa definitely didn't have mirabel's confidence in her own voice, being used to catch mules for 14 years will do that to a person. But mirabel maintains that Luisa is a better singer than herself. She just needs to show that to the world.*
Luisa:Y baila lento flor morada que me recuerdas a mi amada Ella me está esperando en casa y yo muriendo por volver
*Luisa sang softly, as she grabbed a stack of books, putting them on the cart and started to walk to where the return books belong, she had a small flush on her face, since her mother made her talk more about Chad, and now Luisa can't stop thinking of him, hence why she's singing. Talking about the boy who took her first kiss from her? The first boy to call her beautiful, to actually see her and not Isabela. It made luisa's heart go a flutter.*
Luisa: Así es la vida flor morada a veces sueles ser malvada De mí está enamorada y yo muriendo por volver
Muriendo por volver, muriendo por volver
*Luisa sang as she kept enjoying her part-time job. Instead of chasing donkeys, she was organizing books from A to Z in the library. She was enjoying the peaceful silence, till someone touched her shoulder, she turned around and saw her father there, looking nervous. Luisa looked at him confused as to why he would be here, agustin never comes to the library, he's more of a radio person.*
Luisa: Uh, hey dad. What's up? Why are you all flushed?
Agustin: Nothing, nothing, just...visited the new massage parlor, and learned what a happy ending was. I made a run for it before anything happened.
*agustin said with a haunting yet embarrassed blush on his face. He just hopes julieta never finds out what his well-meaning but very naive husband almost did since she does know what a happy ending is. And she would make sure he never gets one again in his life. Luisa looked at her father, confused in just about everything he said. She was curious about what a happy ending is supposed to be.*
Luisa:.....what's a happy ending?
Agustin: Please don't ask me that. I really don't want to tell something like that to my daughter
*agustin said with a bit of a whine, since he could never give the birds and the bees talk to his daughter, he let julieta take care of that. He would rather get stung by the bees again than have to explain to Luisa what a happy ending was in a massage parlor. Luisa, seeing how uncomfortable her father was just shrugged*
Luisa: ok? So, want to help me here? Or do you want to talk about something else when you touched my shoulder?
Agustin: I want to talk. Your.... your mother told me about that man you net
* Agustin said in a very stern tone. But for Agustin? His stern tone meant nothing since all her daughters knew all they had to do is give out a fake sad sniffle, and he would cave instantly. So Luisa crossed her arms, not even looking concerned at Augustin's tone, and definitely not starting to fake cry, since this was something luisa would take care of personally.*
Luisa: boy. I'm older than him by two years
Agustin: she showed me the picture of you and him, that is a straight-up 20-something old man
*Augustin said absolutely outraged, his daughter was too young to be with someone so old, he doesn't care what anybody says that man was not younger to Luisa by two years, no way, no how. Luisa shook her with a crooked smirk because of his antics*
Luisa: Trust me, he's not. He showed me his student ID , and mirabel vouched for him. So I don't see the problem
Agustin: But honey, you're too young to date
*agustin complained, since he wanted at least one of his princesses to be single at least still her late 20's, it was horrible enough that Mirabel was getting married, and Isabela was getting married. Luisa, for her part, didn't really like what her father said. He didn't like it at all.*
Luisa: I'm 4 years older than Mirabel, and she's getting married, 2 years younger than Isabela, who's also getting married, so I don't think you or anyone from the second and first generation can use that excuse
Agustin: ok, I didn't come here for that particular conversation. Everything worked out in the end anyway, with your sister
*agustin said with a dismissive wave. That was the very wrong thing to say especially to Luisa, since there was no one who loved Mirabel more than Luisa, she was her baby sister, if she had to chose, she would save mirabel over the rest of the family, any day of the week. So safe to assume, she was pissed at what her father just said, pissed enough to curse at her father.*
Luisa: doesn't make it less fucked up that you all took her freedom of choice to find love, and not had to work to make love work with her cousin.
Agustin: ok, now hold on. I didn't want to have this conversation i prepared myself for having you having a boyfriend conversation
*agustin said, scrambling to get the conversation back on track, but Luisa didn't want to see her father right about now, so she did the same thing she does with Camilo, she picked him up, ignored his yelps and asking to be let down, and made it outside the library. Since she was done with her family for today, and probably for tomorrow until mirabel was back in the encanto*
Luisa: Well, too bad. Since mirabel may be over it. But I'm not, now that I have more time to protect her. So do me a favor, dad. Walk away since Dolores isn't the only one who doesn't want to talk with her parents right now.
Agustin: Wait, wait, wait, Luisa, let me go! Don't you dare throw me!
* agustin said, as he scrambled to free himself, but it was for not. No matter how much he moved, Luisa would not yield. She raised him over her head and pulled back a bit. She looked as if she was throwing a baseball ball. She looked up at her father one last time before she looked at where she was aiming, a big pile of pig and cow manure *
Luisa: protect your head. And take a deep breath. Father.
Meanwhile, with Mirabel
* After 5 hours, they could all see the encanto in sight, Dolores and mirabel could hear the sighs and sounds of happiness, since the people were finally free, to love who they love, no matter the gender. Dolores got out of the donkey and walked next to mirabel*
Dolores: ok, we're here. What's gonna happen to them now? Last time you made me leave before I could see it
Alves: now? Now they come with me
*alves said, making Dolores jump off her skin into the sky, mirabel calmly raised her hands forwards, and caught Dolores who instantly hugged mirabel as if mirabel was shaggy and Dolores was scooby doo.*
Dolores: JESUS!!!!
alves: Please try not to say the Lord's name in vain, my dear.
*Alves said, giving Dolores that creepy smell on her face that just made Dolores hug mirabel's neck tighter. Mirabel, for her part, was annoyed since 1 that as just father alves normal smile. And 2, Dolores's breasts were right on her face, and it made her jealous*
Mirabel" I'm still growing, I'm still growing, I'm still growing, god damn it."
Dolores: And would you please stop doing the quiet step bullshit?!
*Dolores said loudly with an angry glare on her face. Alves just gave a kind chuckle that sends shivers up Dolores's spines. As he placed his hand under his chin, rubbing it in thought *
Alves: Hmm. No. Hello, mirabel.
Mirabel: Hello father alves. I've brought you a new flock of sheep for you're already big flock
*mirabel said with a smile, that only showed in half her face, since the other half was being blocked at the moment. Alves nodded and walked a bit past mirabel and Dolores, to give these poor souls his attention*
Alves: I can see that, as always, they're all welcomed in my flock. Now all of you! I'm sure they're a few of you who were betrayed by people of the church. But believe when I say this. I am here to help you all. Come with me, we shall get you all foods in your bellies, and roof on top your heads after that. Please follow me. I'll see you later, mirabel, and Dolores, I'll see you on Sunday.
*alves said, as he left with the new group of people for the encanto. Once alves left, mirabel let go of Dolores, but she didn't fall like mirabel wanted, seeing as Dolores was holding her like a koala*
Dolores: God, I wish I could be like you and not have to go to church
Mirabel: First of all, let go. Or fall down, whichever works for you. You falling works for me
*mirabel said in a foul mood, Dolores wondered what he problem was, but she let go of her. Mirabel mumbled something unintelligible to Dolores, but then mirabel coughed and continued to speak*
Mirabel: Secondly, just don't. Like I told Father alves when he asked why I didn't wish to continue to be a domesticated sheep for his flock, " Time in the wilderness teaches lessons no book or scripture can." Being a wild sheep works better for me
Dolores: Yeah, I can't. I'm just not that brave
*Dolores said with a sigh, she could never miss a Sunday church, she didn't want to commit any more sins than she's already committing, being engaged to her cousin. Mirabel shrugged to Dolores's sigh as they started walking again to Casita, with the donkey following behind them *
Mirabel: So you're not a god loving person. you're a god-fearing person
Dolores: Absolutely, since I've read that book, I know what he can do when angry
*Dolores said with a slight tremble, mirabel rolled her eyes, and she rolled them hard. Since she had a much more different interpretation of their religion, and she wasn't scared of discussing it.*
Mirabel: Oh, you mean the book that was written by a human being? I bet you that a lot, if not all of those hateful stuff written in there, was made up by assholes who who wanted to make people suffer
Dolores: ok! We are walking at a distance from the other. When God strikes you down with a lightning bolt, I don't want him striking me
*dolores said, walking quickly to create some distance between her and mirabel, mirabel gave a chuckle and walked faster to catch up, but she couldn't walk all that much, her legs were like jelly at this point, with all the walking she's done.*
Mirabel: I'm just saying, do you honestly believe that a loving creator from Matthew 21:12-13, who made all of us in his image, would write something like exodus 21, verses 20-21? No. It was written by slaver or some bullshit like that. Since that kind of hatefulness is not what God is about
Dolores: I'm not listening to this lalalalala
*Dolores said loudly, borderline running away from mirabel, covering her hands with the earmuffs that were already on, and her own hands. Mirbel snorted and tried to catch up, but she almost fell down with that attempt. She was really tired.*
Mirabel: Oh, come on, slow down! I'm just saying that the real words of our God were butchered and twisted, where it's unrecognizable from what it originally meant. Where is the sin for saying that?
Dolores: Can we just change the subject? How about this, how do you think the family will react to all the stuff we've bought?
*Dolores asked, walking slower so mirabel could catch up. Once they were walking next to each other, they grabbed each other's hands, moving in it up and down for fun. Mirabel hummed and shrugged at Dolores's question.*
Mirabel: I don't see how they'll have a problem with it. All we've bought was absolutely just the bare essentials, I mean, I don't see a single thing in that cart. That was unnecessary
Dolores: God, you're going to hell with all that materialistic love
*Dolores said with a chuckle, a chuckle that mirabel joined her in. But she did give Dolores a bit of a side eye, for changing the conversation back to religion*
Mirabel: Now I'm confused. You wanted to change the subject, and then you go back talking about religion?
Dolores: Sorry, sorry, it just kinda felt natural
* Dolores said with a shrug as she ignored the look people were giving her. I repeat the look they were giving her, not mirabel. This wasn't about them being together. They were looking at Dolores with that same look they always look at her, fear that Alma's rat will tell Alma their secrets. But the grin mirabel was giving her was a fantastic distraction for that*
Mirabel: Well, at least that's something good that came out of all of this, we can talk, and it feels naturally. It doesn't feel forced
Dolores: Yeah. I'm glad I have you to talk to.
*Dolores said, a with a tone that neither noticed, it wasn't a smitten tone, but it was close. It was a happy tone, happy that mirabel replaced the loneliness she used to feel. Dolores wanted to kiss mirabel's cheek, but unlike what happened in the bar may say, she doesn't have that bravery to do it, so she just squeezed mirabel's hand. Dolores smiled softly when mirabel squeezed back*
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