This is book starts after the movie ^^
Since Y/n left her childhood nightmare, the Laboratory, she flees to Colombia, where the magic lives. As she goes there, she meets a Madrigal named Pepa who decided to take her to Casita. As Y/n wakes up she me...
( This chapter is based on a question I asked back in 5 days ago)
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( The Next Day) ( Y/n's P.O.V)
As I was in my bed sleeping, I felt something nuzzling on my face. I thought it was Antonio's bird, when I slowly opened my eyes it was a white bunny with black spots on its eyes
( This is the bunny)
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" OH.MY.GOD!" I whispered of cuteness " your. so cuteeeeeeeee!"
As the bunny hopped into my arms, it curled up into a ball and stayed there for a few seconds when the door opened, I looked up and saw My brother with Julieta and Mirabel
" Happy Birthday sis." Micheal smiled
" Thank you." I smiled
" do you like your gift?" Julieta smiled " and guess what, we even got a collar for the bunny."
As Julieta gave me the collar, it was carved " Snowball" I put the collar on my bunny
Mirabel squealed of happiness and said " Snowball is cute! just like you-"
As Mirabel covered her mouth, her faced turned red and I felt my face heating up
"u-uh... thank you...." I smiled a bit awkwardly
" Y-Your welcome." Mirabel smiled awkwardly as well.
The whole room was silent, until Julieta cleared her throat and said " a-anyways, we should go down stairs for breakfast."
As we walked downstairs, I was still holding my pet bunny, which caused the attention to Camilo and Dolores
" OH MY GOD! Y/N!" Camilo yelled as he ran up to me " IS THAT YOUR BUNNY?!"
" yep." I smiled " her name is snowball."
" She's really cute." Dolores said as she walked up to us like a normal person.
