Kapitel 17: 17. Y-You smell too much of roses
Julieta was the first to wake up, she had fell asleep on her side hugging Mirabel close to her chest, her child clinging back in return, and Agustín must have arrived at some point to spoon her.
She gently caressed her daughter's curls, only to frown as she noticed the bandage on her child head was getting a bit red.
A quick glance to the clock told her it was around seven in the morning.
It was really time to get up
It pained her to wake up her Mirabel after that awful nightmare she had, but she needed to change the bandages and start breakfast.
Mirabel couldn't miss another meal.
Julieta first nudged her husband awake; Agustín woke up almost immediately with a groan.
"Agustín, can you go wake up the family?" she asked, knowing Mirabel wouldn't be doing her morning call "I need to get Mirabel ready"
"Yea sure, leave it up to mi amor" he kissed his wife on the cheek earning a smile then did the same to his daughter, before he left the room.
Mirabel scrunched her face as she started to awake, at first she was a little confused on where she was
"Corazón?" her mom's concerned voice helped realize where she was, and then she noticed what she was doing.
She was holding into her mom.
She fell asleep while holding into her mom.
"Sorry!" Mirabel let go and tried to move away, but Mom was keeping a firm hold on her
"Mirabel, what's wrong?" she asked as Mirabel tried to get out of her hold
"I am sorry, I am sorry!" Mirabel kept repeating at that Julieta simply hugged her tight, apologizes became muffled and turned to tears.
"Mi vida, you got nothing to be sorry about" Julieta said, her own heart breaking in two at seeing her daughter so upset.
Only when Mirabel calmed down enough Julieta felt comfortable to start changing the bandages.
"and what do you do when you get hurt?" her Mom asked as she finished up
"...I go to you" Mirabel quietly answered a bit uncertain and was rewarded with a kiss on the forehead
"That's right" Julieta said as she put Mirabel's glasses on her face, then flicked her nose "I don't care if it's just a tiny scratch; I want you to come straight to me, understood?"
Mirabel just nodded, the smell of disinfectant was bothering her a little.
"Alright let's go get breakfast started before Camilo eats the table" her Mom took an IV stand to support the sling of her wings, Mirabel looked at it a bit puzzled since the left one was stuck in an open position because of the brace making it really hard to move around without hitting something "I am sorry corazón, you will need to deal with this for a little while"
They were getting out of the room and Mirabel didn't like to bother her Mom with moving the stand so she uncurled the tail around her waist and used it to gasp at it.
"be careful with it" her Mom warned her as she moved to walk alongside her, feeling a little hurt when Mirabel didn't take her hand, but she settled with putting a protective arm around her daughter's shoulders.
They had just got out Julieta's room when Mirabel went rigid and stopped walking
"Mirabel what's wrong?" her Mom asked as she sniffed the air, her back fin raising up in alarm
"There is a stranger in Casita" Mirabel said with a frown as smoke started rising out of her mouth
"A stranger?" Julieta was confused, but more concerned about the smoke
"He's near my tower" her daughter elaborated as she kept sniffing the air with a frown "He smells of rats"
"That's just your Tio Bruno, mi vida" her Mom clarified, hugging her and giving her a kiss on the cheek "but it was nice of you to try to protect your old Mom"
"Ehh? Tio Bruno?" Mirabel exclaimed in a mix of confusion and embarrassment, the smoke going away in one instant
"he's going to stay with us for while, he's probably curious about your tower” she explained then gently nudged her "alright, let's go make breakfast"
"Mom, Tia Pepa is already making breakfast" Mirabel said after sniffing the air
"Then we must hurry before she burns down our Casita"
Breakfast turned out to be an awkward affair, first the table was set in their courtyard instead of outside and because of her wing she had to sit at the end of the table, near Abuela, to not disturb anyone with it.
There was also the weird interaction of Abuela and Tia Pepa glaring who she supposed was Tio Bruno till he sat across her, but that wasn't what was bothering her.
Everyone was looking at her.
Mirabel didn't like all the attention, she didn't even know how to deal with the fact that both Luisa and Isabela had argued to sit next to her till Mom arrived and took the seat silencing the two with a single glance as she set a plate of food before her.
Mirabel looked at it in confusion as it was different from what the others were eating, and it was more then what she was used to eat even if it was still way less than the normal portion everyone else usually ate.
Still regardless of her family acting odd her attention was her Tio.
He was the only one that wasn't starting at her like an exotic animal and she appreciated that but was wary of him.
Was this really her Tio?
Did he come from outside the Encanto?
Why didn't she ever catch his scent before?
Thinking about it, the rats in the walls kind of smelled like the ones on him but not quite.
"Mirabel, eat your breakfast" Abuela voice broke her thoughts and took her back to the present, where everyone was staring at her, even Camilo who she was sure hated her guts just yesterday.
"Here" Mom had taken her fork and presented it to towards Mirabel's mouth after getting a bit of eggs on it.
Mirabel didn't know what else to do but allow to be fed, then feeling embarrassed at being treated like a baby she got the fork back and started feeding herself.
She side eyed her family as they all let out a breath of relief before they started eating themselves, except Mom, who was still looking at her in worry.
Something told her she had to eat the whole plate or else they would all be upset with her.
She tried her best, she really did but the food was just too much and her old urge to throw up was coming back as the smells were getting too much for her to handle.
The overpowering scent of roses being a big player in that.
Mirabel had never realized how much having a mostly empty stomach was helping her in not feeling sick.
Mom must have noticed because she took the plate away before she could try to eat more, despite the fact she could barely eat half.
"it's okay mi vida, just try to keep it in" Mirabel just nodded feeling horrible cause she could hear the disappointment and worry in her Mom's voice.
She used her old trick of holding her breath to not throw up.
Everyone had paused again to stare at Mirabel out of worry.
Unknown to her Dolores had noticed and an epiphany had hit her as she remembered the last time Mirabel was doing just that, then she looked up and saw Isabela's glowing door complete with extensive rose decorations, that Casita was busy trying to swat away but couldn't cause they were stuck into the wall.
It was almost right above Mirabel.
"Mira, do the roses smell too much?" Dolores asked
"Y-yes" Mirabel chocked out only to immediately put her hands on her mouth and nose in a desperate attempt at keeping her breakfast down.
She failed and if Abuela hadn't been ready to give her an empty pot she would have made a mess all over the table and probably on herself.
Still a bit of vomit still trailed down her chin and a bit got into her hair before Mom could hold it back.
When she stopped retching Julieta used a napkin to clean up Mirabel's face a bit before she led her daughter to the bathroom.
The moment they were gone Isabela jumped to her feet and rushed to her room, the roses decorating her door frame wilted and died as she slammed her door shut.
Isabela pulled at her hair as her breathing grew laboured and her eyes went wide with shock as the memory of a younger Mirabel played on repeat in head.
Y-You smell too much of roses
She remembered brushing off Mirabel's complaints, thinking she was just throwing a tantrum and forcing her to sit next to her at every meal.
Isabela had even put more roses to spite her.
The flowers in her room turned to ash as she realized she was to blame for her baby sister's current condition.
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