Plot: Phil and Wilbur take Talulah and Chayanne to the graveyard made for the eggs.
Languages: English, Spanish
Third Person
"Come on you guys, and you're a hundred percent sure you guys want to see this?" Phil asks looking at the two eggs zipping up their backpacks. "Mmhmm. I want to fully apologize to Bobby, even it's just his grave abuelo." Talulah says throwing her purple bag over her shoulders.
Chayanne nodding, "I want to let them all know, I'm going to protect all of us." He says in a confident tone. Wilbur smiles and grabs Talulah's hand, Chayanne walking besides Phil not wanting to take his hands off the bag.
Once they arrived at the graveyard.
"Be careful, don't trip." Wilbur warns as the two run off from them, the two giving a thumbs up before running more to the field.
Talulah stops at one, throwing her bag to the grass near it. "Tú Papà es muy triste Tilín." Talulah says pulling out a blue pressed flower with a red ribbon wrapped around its stem, "Tío dice tú favorita color es azul y rosa." Talulah says gently placing the pressed flower on the grave for them.
"Lo siento Tilín." Talulah says with tears filling up her eyes, Chayanne walking over and hugging onto his little sister and niece. "Chayanne, why do I feel so guilty for having Papà Phil and Papà Wilbur when Tilín and the others didn't get that?" Talulah asks looking around.
Chayanne only sighs, "You're empathetic that's why Tal." He says, picking up her backpack.
"Come on, we've got more gifts to give out." He says as she takes the bag from him, "Who do we do next?" Talulah asks. "What about Trump?" Chayanne points out noticing the grave near Tilín's with a propellor hat and goggles on it.
The two nod rushing over to it, "Hola Trump! I know we didn't get to know too much about you but..." Chayanne says and reaches inside his own backpack.
"I thought that a nice refresco couldn't go wrong." He finishes pulling out the orange flavored soda and placing it near the grave, "Tío Max and Tío Dan miss you Trump." Talulah says and puts out a drawing of the deceased egg she drew, holding it down with the soda from Chayanne.
Chayanne nods, the two going to the next grave. "Bobby..." Talulah whispers and sits down, "Lo siento Bobby." She says and smiles as Chayanne goes through their bags.
"Tía Jaiden gave us some of your old paintings, and we also brought one of your pets." Talulah says as Chayanne places them near the grave, two canvases that Jaiden gave them and a cage. "I actually made this one, Tío said that you wanted us to look at the sunsets and see you. I'm not the best artist like you and Lulah, but I hope you like it." Chayanne says putting up a sunset drawing with all the eggs playing in front of it.
Talulah gives a small nod anfter placing her pressed flower and rushes over to the next one, which belonged to Juanaflippa.
The grave had plenty of flowers already at it, "Do I put mine too Chayanne? I don't want to seem rude with mine being pressed." Talulah asks looking at the older egg. "Just do it, Flippa will enjoy them all!" Chayanne says taking the placed flower from Talulah and putting it with the rest.
"Oh right! Tío Charlie said that he was sorry about Tilín, flippa." Talulah says looking at the grave, Chayanne wiping away the small tear that was growing. "Viva la Flippa!" Chayanne exclaims and puts down something he stole from Charlie, it was Flippa's old gun.
The brunette gave out a small giggle seeing Chayanne place it but nodded. "Viva la Flippa!" She yelled, Chayanne nodding frequently. "Viva la todo huevo!" Chayanne exclaims confidently, Talulah copying.
"Talulah, Chayanne, are you two ready to go yet?" Phil yells to the two, who come running back. "So why did you want to come and do this?" Wilbur asks noticing Talulah having a small smile on her face.
Chayanne smiling up at the two adults, "So our siblings know that they're still remembered, we don't want them to be forgotten in la tierra de los muertos." Chayanne says with a smile.
The adults giving a small nod, "Viva la todo huevo." Talulah repeats from earlier. "Huevo?" Phil asks confused, "Viva la todo huevo, long live every egg." Chayanne translates with a smile.
"Viva la todo huevo." The two adults repeat with a matching smile to the eggs.
Word count: 750
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