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Julieta & Agustin had been searching in the forest for Mirabel. They had been worried since this morning, and now, they were hungry.
As they were returning to the Encanto so they could get something to eat, they'd overheard Felix talking to his wife and kids about how much the family had neglected Mirabel since her ceremony.
And they knew it wasn't just Felix and Pepa's family that had neglected her - they, alongside their other kids, Luisa and Isabela, and Alma, had neglected her as well.
The guilt of that made Julieta almost choke in regret.
Agustin patted her on the back, but now, even he began to feel regret.
'I should never have taken Bruno's vision away from her.' he muttered. "I tried to be a good father to her, but now, we've lost her."
He wiped the sweat off his brow.
"Mi amor," Julieta said sadly, "I'm very worried about Mirabel."
"We all are, Mi vida." Agustin sighed. "Ay, she's de lo más insensato to run away like this. I-I mean, this has never happened before."
"I know." Julieta sighed. She glanced back towards the ruins of Casita. "As soon as we get our house rebuilt, I'm gonna make us all a feast to celebrate, as soon as we get our gifts back."
She remembered when she cooked her first arepa for the first time since getting her gift. Of course, it hadn't turned out perfect, but that was ok. She realised that nobody was perfect, not even her brother, Bruno. All his visions made him seem like a dangerous outcast.
Then, she remembered when Mirabel was bullied when she was younger, all because she didn't have a gift. Thus, she knew Mirabel snuck some of her food to heal herself.
Both parents especially remembered Petunia, one of the spoiled girls in the village, who didn't just bully Mirabel, she even bullied some of the other family kids, like Dolores, and even Isabela.
Agustin remembered Isabela crying because Petunia had trampled a flower display she'd worked all week on for Senor Flores' birthday, and it made her so upset she shut herself in her room and wouldn't come out till dinner time. Mirabel had told him and Julieta she'd heard Isa crying.
But when Alma had now realized that Petunia had been bullying her kids, she made sure her family would never help Petunia or her family ever again.
Still, it didn't change the fact that the Madrigals knew they'd been at fault for not being a supportive family for Mirabel.
Agustin looked down at his mismatching socks. He remembered that they were the socks Mirabel made for him as his birthday gift. She had planned to do 2 pairs, one pair with barbells on for Luisa, and the other with stitched patterns on to resemble Mirabel. But sadly, she ran out of fabric for each, meaning they were a mismatching pair of socks, but once Agustin got them, and tried them on, he liked them.
Sadly, all these memories couldn't shake the fact that Mirabel was still out there, beyond the Encanto, all on her own.
It made her parents more worried than ever.
Both Julieta & Agustin hugged, tears welling in their eyes.
Oh, how much they missed Mirabel.