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"WHERE'S FELICIA??", ANA yawned, scratching the back of her head, as she dragged her feet towards mirabel's bathroom.

     "I don't know...I just woke up", valentina groggily answered, to which mirabel was already dressed and ready to go.

     "she's probably already downstairs. we should hurry up", mirabel deduced, "I'll head down first though".

     "okayyyy", the two girls replied in sync, their tone as flat as their will to get out of bed.

     as mirabel popped her head into the kitchen, she witnessed her mother heating up the arepas camilo had made last night, and felicia seasoning the huevos pericos (scrambled eggs with tomato and scallions).

     "felicia?? what're you doing down here so early??", mirabel questioned, as the girl had glanced up and greeted the madrigal with a quick, "good morning!"

     "good morning mija. felicia's just helping me prepare breakfast", julieta explained, as the diaz had walked over to mirabel, pulling her aside.

"did you know?", felicia whispered, making mirabel confused.

"about...?"

"the notebook", felicia answered, glancing around before continuing, "the blue notebook, and...camilo".

"YOU KNOW?!", mirabel gasped, to which felicia had politely shushed her friend.

"please don't tell him yet!! I...I want to do so myself", the sixteen year-old requested.

"okay, but how'd you—"

"¡¡BUENOS DÍAS FELICIA, MIRABEL, AND SEÑORA JULIETA!!", penelope greeted, as antonio and phoebe tiredly trailed behind the preppy girl.

"good morning you three! breakfast is almost ready", julieta announced.

     penelope immediately ran over to her older sister, staring at her with a wide smile as if she were expecting something.

     "what's she waiting on??", mirabel softly questioned.

     "morning kisses for the best sisters in the world, am I right?", felicia chuckled, kneeling down and pulling penelope and phoebe in.

     the sixteen year-old had then smothered kisses all around their faces, ending the short session with one on their foreheads. the diaz twins giggled and squirmed around, as they pecked felicia's cheeks in sync.

     antonio waddled towards the three, fiddling with his thumbs, as he begrudgingly spoke up.

     "u-umm...f-felicia?? can I...can I get a morning kiss too??", the five year-old pleaded.

     felicia's heart nearly combusted, though she looked towards mirabel first, to which the latter had given her a conformational nod.

     "of course toñito! may I call you that? toñito??", felicia laughed, as she squished antonio's cheeks and planted a big fat kiss on his nose and forehead.

     camilo paused in his steps, as he was right at the entrance to the kitchen. watching his baby brother get smothered with kisses by his crush was not exactly what he wanted to wake up to.

     "jealous?", isabela grinned, repeatedly elbowing her cousin, as camilo wondered when she had gotten there.

     "ask her out, maybe then you'll be able to get some kisses", isabela teased, replicating some kissing sounds, just like what camilo had done when she was engaged to mariano.

     "I will once I'm ready!!", camilo proclaimed, brushing past his oldest cousin, as he and rest had gathered outside for breakfast.

     "everyone should thank felicia for the huevos pericos! it tastes great", julieta stated.

camilo's hand had then formed an idea of its own, because the boy found himself stealing the majority of the dish for himself.

"camilo, stop taking so much! let the rest of us have a taste of your princesa's cooking!!", valentina exposed.

felicia perked up from behind the line of madrigals, as she tilted her head a little to see that camilo was playfully arguing with valentina.

"felicia, can I have some of your dish too?", phoebe asked.

"of course phoebe. by the way, do you know where penelope is?", the sixteen year-old questioned.

"she ran off as soon as she saw tío bruno", the youngest diaz replied.

felicia had then squinted her eyes, spotting penelope talking bruno's ear off. she also was holding two rats, seemingly to be making them kiss as if they were a part of her rat telenovelas.

"but alvaro and andres are male rats", bruno informed.

"that's okay, because they're happy. now, as I was saying..."

felicia had only shook her head with a small smile, chuckling at her talkative sister.

once everyone had gotten their plate of food and taken a seat, alma had everyone connect their hands and give their thanks.

     "¡la familia madrigal!", she declared with great pride.

     "¡LA FAMILIA MADRIGAL!", everyone repeated, except for those who weren't exactly a part of the family.

     "what're you being shy for? you're about to become a madrigal anyways", valentina whispered with a grin.

"stop it", felicia playfully pouted, as camilo nearly choked on his eggs.

"anyways, how are you thinking about celebrating your sixteen birthday, príncipe?", valentina asked.

"huh? me?", camilo responded with his mouth full of food, quickly covering the lower half of his face so that felicia didn't think that he didn't have table manners.

"obviously, who else?! my brother nicolas?", valentina snorted, "I'm warning you, camilo: you best make your move before my brother does, because I wouldn't mind if felicia became my sister-in-law".

felicia coughed, as she gently nudged her slightly aggressive friend.

"geezzzz, are you sure you and him are actual siblings?", camilo muttered, "seems like you're praying on his downfall".

     valentina rolled her eyes, as she set down her utensils and cleared her throat.

     "see the thing is, my brother somehow found out that I liked his best friend friend. however, he REFUSES to let me have a chance to date him. so if I can't be happy, then neither can he!", she huffed.

     "oh...well...I wish you the best of luck I guess", camilo shrugged, as ana just patted valentina's back.

     "though to answer your question, I'm not sure what I want to do for my party this year yet...I mean, I want a party, but it needs to be camilo-fied, ya feel?"

     valentina nodded, meanwhile felicia raised a brow in confusion.

     "ooohhh!! you should do an art party, where we throw balloons full of paint at each other and see who's the best at creating a masterpiece out of it!", ana suggested.

     "ana, that's YOUR ideal birthday party. don't go forcing it upon others", the amaro lectured.

     " yeah whatever..."

"what about a pool party?? since it's going to pretty warm in a couple months", mirabel stated.

"that sounds fun I guess", camilo shrugged, "what do you think, felicia?"

     "hm? oh...I don't know...my ideas are all based on the books I read", the girl bashfully replied.

     "well let's hear it", camilo encouraged, resulting in everyone honing in on the girl.

"ah...well...I was just thinking maybe like a masquerade ball type of party...? since camilo's always changing into others, maybe he can just be him behind his mask this time...and he can reveal himself at the very end of the party...or something like that", felicia muttered, glancing over at the boy to feel for a reaction.

"but obviously you don't have to, and it was just a stupid ide—"

"it's great! I'll do that! I-I mean, we'll do that", camilo interrupted.

"you see that? that's what I call a simp", valentina whispered to ana.

     "HEY! I'M NOT—"

     "camilo, lower your voice. it's breakfast, not a barn", alma reprimanded.

     "ah, lo siento abuela", the shapeshifter mumbled, as felicia shyly placed her hand on top of camilo's in hopes of making him feel a little better.

     "you really don't have to say yes to please me, camilo. it is your birthday", the sixteen year-old whispered.

     "and also, your arepas aren't half bad", she complimented with a smile, taking a bite of the tortilla-lookalike.

     camilo's lips twitched upwards, as he flipped his hand over so that his palm could touch felicia's. their fingers naturally intertwined under the table, as they continued to do so throughout the entirety of breakfast.

     "why thank you, princesa".

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     'dear mariposa,

thanks to my tía, my arepas didn't burn! why must you always test me on things that I've never done before?? though in a way, it helped me broaden my view on different hobbies that I can perhaps take on.

     for example, I'd like to say that I'm actually pretty good at cooking. even my crush agreed!'

     felicia lightly chuckled at that, as she actually agreed with the madrigal.

     'perhaps we could make something together again someday...'

     'also, I definitely consider us as friends, for your advice was quite reassuring. and since we are friends, my truth for you is will we ever meet as camaleón and mariposa?

I'd hate to pressure you, but at the same time, I'd love to meet the person behind all this. after all, this entire game was for you to make new friends, right?'

camilo wasn't wrong, but part of felicia wondered how she should reveal herself to him. after all, it wasn't really fair for her to know about him and not vice versa.

'and for your dare, I dare you to attend your next party with the theme: butterfly. if you agree to meet up, the party would be the best place in my opinion'.

     'my next party...so camilo's birthday one'.

'if that's to ensue, then let us take a step further and see who can find who first. now if you consent, I shall tell you my theme in my next message as a clue.

it's all up to you. hope to hear from you soon!

signed by camaleón.

p.s. I pick truth ₍ᐢ•ﻌ•ᐢ₎'.

the sixteen year-old diaz sighed into her bed, leaning sideways, as she skimmed over the passages again.

"butterfly theme...for camilo's birthday...what should I get him though...?"

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