Encanto vs A Pickle (On Hold sorry)

Chapter 4 Abuela vs Pickle

A/N: So for the next few chapters. They will be about each family member. But I will try and make each part as funny as possible. They probably will be short but this should cover one day in the Encanto. 

Alma wakes up at six o'clock in the morning. She sits up in bed in quiet contemplation about that strange happenings from the previous day. She is just happy that hopefully the pickle is done with and it won't need to be addressed any further. She slowly gets out of bed and walks over to the dresser. She grabs her usual dark pink dress and black cardigan. (I think it is a cardigan. I am not an expert on this.) She puts her dress on when she notices something from the corner of her eye. 

It is a small note on the bedside table. A few thoughts instantly run through her mind. Was that there before? Was some unknown person in my room last night? How were they so quite? Is this person watching the house and my familia? Alma was very nervous that her family was being stalked. She walked over to the note and picked it up. She didn't want to worry anyone for the day so she chose to read it in her mind in fear Dolores would hear and tell everyone. The note read: 

Dear Señora Madrigal, 

I hope this finds you enjoying your morning. As I see it is a beautiful day today. So I will cut to the chase. You and your family have chose to ignore what I payed out for you. You will not be in any danger but, you may notice abnormal things through out the day. I encourage you to heed my warnings. I wish you a calm and relaxing day. 

                                                                                                   -Anonymous

Calm day indeed. Alma thought to her self. She went down to breakfast a little paranoid of what was to come today. All she knew was what the card had told her and that wasn't very much. "Hola Mama." Julieta said. "Hola mija." Abuela responded. She must have sounded a little shaken up from what she had read. "Is everything ok Mama?" Julieta asked with a hint of concern in her voice. "Everything is just fine. Just still a little on edge from yesterday." Abuela said. Technically she wasn't lying. She just wasn't telling the whole truth. "I think most of the familia is in the dining room talking is yo want to join them." Julieta told her madre. "Thank you so much hija." Alma felt bad for not telling the whole truth to her daughter but she didn't want to worry her. 

After breakfast she walked down to the village as usual. She saw Pepa in the fields, Julieta by her stand and the rest of her grandkids had dispersed to help in different areas of the village. There was one person she hadn't seen all morning, it was Bruno. He hated talking during breakfast but he always came down. She thought about it for a moment. When was the last time she had seen him? Last night, she had seen him last night. When she thought about it for a little longer she remembered not seeing Agustíne or Félix at breakfast either. She hadn't thought anything of it. She thought they must have just gone to hang out somewhere. 

A villager walked up to Alma pulling her out of her thoughts. "Hola Señora, sorry to bother you but where did everyone go yesterday? I needed help with something and couldn't find Luisa yesterday so she could help me." Alma looked at her. "We had an important family matter to deal with yesterday. We are all back in town today." She said kindly. "Ok, thank you. And could you come look at something? It is a little more than concerning to me." She said worried. "Of course."Alma and the villager walked to a garden. Was it a garden at this point she had no idea. There were no flowers in the garden only...pickles. Something then thumped Alma on the top of her head. 

It didn't knock her out but it sure hurt. "What was that?" She asked. "The things in my garden have been dropping from the sky." She said whist covering her head. "What! But that is impossible." Alma raised her voice in shock. "That's what I thought before we got to the Encanto. And now there are mountains and a magic family. I don't know what's possible and what isn't anymore." The villager said. Alma walked away. 

Through out the day things like this were happening everywhere. From donkeys pooping pickles to peoples houses being covered in pickles. Thankfully this nightmare of a day was almost over. Alma went home to eat dinner with her family. She arrived ok but everything in the house was in shambles. There were storm clouds over the house. The kitchen was a mess Dolores was huddled in the corned covering her ears and thunder rumbled above. There were vines every where and animals running amuck. 

She ran to the living room to see Pepa pinning someone against the wall (not in a sexual way sorry guys.) and yelling at them cloud overhead. Agustíne, Félix and Bruno where standing helpless in the situation while Julieta tried to defuse the heated argument that was taking place between the stranger and Pepa. 

A/n: Boom! I will stop Alma/Abuela's pov right hear. Hope you enjoyed. 

Word count = 915