"Mami! Mami!" Camilo's excited voice reached Pepa's and Alma's ears. The mentioned woman smiled and asked,
"What is it, ma camaleon?" (My chameleon)
"[Y/N] has a gift!"
"What?" The girl trailed after Camilo with Mirabel.
"Camilo! Please shut up!" [Y/N] shouted with a red face. He grinned back and retorted,
"No way!"
"Camilo," said a stern voice. His face dimmed before mumbling,
"Yes, Abuela." Alma's eyes snapped to [Y/N].
"You have a gift?" [Y/N]'s breath stopped for a moment and she lowered her head.
"Mhm."
"Use words." She lifted her head and they could all see the tears running down.
"Y-yes."
"Is that why-?"
"Yes." The voice coming from her was slightly hysterical.
"Explain."
She took a big breath.
"I was born on the DD/MM/1941. (I'm making Encanto occur in 1956.) Five years later, I found myself with a power. I showed my mama and my padre. He was ecastic. In a...bad way. He showed the villagers and bragged that I was blessed and I would do anything for them for free and whenever they wanted. I...was there for ages, forced to do what they wanted, day and night. I," tears continued streaming down her face. "I couldn't eat or sleep with out a villager asking me to do something. One day, I just, just snapped! I refused to. Padre tried to persuade me to continue but I didn't. He got really angry, he started shouting and hitting me, a lot of other people heard him, and asked what was going on and-and," she buried her head into her hands, crying, "and he told them! They were furious and decided to try to hand me to the conquistadors. I ran... I ran with my mama, and...mama was killed by my padre. I ran and ran and ran and you...your family found...me." During her speech, the adults (Fèlix and Julietta joined while she was talking) eyes' had softened, and there was a giant thundercloud forming from Pepa. Alma's eyes were decidedly teary and she opened her arms and gently whispered,
"Come here, mìa carina." [Y/N] rushed to her arms and started sobbing. "Shh, querida, it's ok, shh. You'll be ok, we will be your family."
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"[Y/N]!" The aforementioned girl turned her head to see who shouted her name.
"Camilo?" He smiled cheekily.
"That's me!"
"What are you holding?" He glanced at his hand.
"Oh, this?"
"Mhm."
"It's for you!" Her eyes widened.
"Really?!"
"Yup!"
"What is it?" He rubbed his head sheepishly.
"I didn't have money, so I got you a flower!"
"Wow!" Camilo handed the daffodil to her. [Y/N] eyes gleamed with happiness. "Thank you!"
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"Hey, Camilo, remember the time you gave me a daffodil?"
"Yeah?"
"Do you know what daffodils mean?"
"No, not really. Will you tell me?"
"Hmm... maybe...NOT!"
"Please tell! Please- stop laughing!"
"Alright, alright. It means rebirth and hope."
"Oh really?"
"Yeah. Kind of like me."
"How so, pray tell."
"You helped me be reborn and you gave me help."
That smile... I want to make her smile like that more... not the fake ones she wears so often.
That grin... I want it in my life more... I want to help him when he needs help...
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A Single White Daffodil
Random...can change one's life. .・。.・゜✭・.・✫・゜・。. When Y/N runs away from her first home, she stumbles upon a magical village called Encanto. Will a special, ruana-wearing boy help her recover from her past or will she bury herself in her trauma?
