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“Hey Pepi, Juli!” Bruno called his siblings one day. “I’m clearing out my vision cave today, wanna help?” Pepa’s cloud quickly turned to a bubbly white, a grin making its way across her face. Julieta’s eyes sparkled at the invitation as the two sisters exchanged a knowing look.
“We’d love to Brunito!” Pepa skipped over to join her brother, Julieta standing on his other side. “When’s the last time you organized?” The eldest casually asked. “It’s been a while.” The seer replied. “The timelines are still in order but I haven’t gotten rid of the past tablets.”
As the trio entered Bruno’s room the clairvoyant retrieved three baseball bats he had leaned against one of his bookshelves. Julieta grabbed the glasses that were placed nearby while Pepa opened the large door to the vision cave. Once her siblings joined her she closed the entrance, casting them into darkness. After a moment of their eyes adjusting the two women noticed the magical skylight above them. Jewels made to resemble stars shone in the ceiling. They slowly brightened until the room had enough light to make out their surroundings. Bruno moved over to the shelves of visions at the back of the space.
He had them organized by date and how drastic the events were. Major events such as Encanto’s past storm or Dolores’ proposal dinner were on the top shelf. Next were his daily visions he did every morning to check the goings on in the village. The last sections were requests from the town and ‘unimportant’ tablets. Like one would organize books, Bruno had tabs and dividers sticking out of the shelves so he could separate past visions and ones that have yet to occur.
The seer pointed out these old tablets to his sisters and which ones they were not allowed to touch.
“Let’s get started then.” Pepa smiled as caught the bat her brother tossed her way. Julieta accepted hers and then passed out the goggles in her possession.
Each triplet grabbed from the older visions and extracted a glowing tablet. Pepa threw her object up into the air as Bruno stepped forward and took a swing at it. The wooden bat collided perfectly with the glass as it shattered into tiny pieces. Julieta took her turn next followed by the middle triplet. The three slowly made their way through all the past visions until all of them were shattered.
The clairvoyant’s makeshift rage room was a nice way for the three of them to get out all their stress in the past days of Alma’s high expectations. Pepa repressed her clouds all the time so she was happy to let loose and be allowed to feel a little anger once in awhile. Julieta was the angel of the three and was forced to grow up as the responsible one. She too had days when she just wanted to tear her hair out and scream at the world. Bruno was the one who had to witness all these futures in the first place, shattering them was a way to cope with all the hardships endured.
When Bruno picked a tablet from the off-limits section the other two women put down their bats and joined him. The seer filtered through his timeline occasionally handing one to his sisters. When he was finished Julieta and Pepa both had a small stack of glass in their arms.
“This is a lot, Bruno,” Julieta commented with worry, eyeing the images she could make out. “Yeah, we haven’t cleaned in a while.” “Is this one Camilo?” Pepa asked with a furrowed brow. Diego scoffed as he rested the wooden object on his shoulder. “Yeah, some bitch was gonna try and be an asshole to them.” He gestured for Pepa to toss the tablet towards him. The alter shattered the glass with a quick swing. “They deserve validation and I’m not about to let some prick get in the way of their self-discovery.”
Julieta held up the next in her stack. “Another accident?” She asked as she examined the gory details of the death. Diego nodded as he got into position. The healer threw the vision and the clairvoyant shattered another preventable future. “They might still be hurt when we go but at least they won’t die.”
“What’s this one about?” Pepa asked as she held up the next. “Pezmuerto is going to get another fish.” Diego shrugged. “Then why are you breaking it?” Julieta tilted her head. “I just don’t like her.” The man smiled as he got to smash Pezmuerto’s glass face without causing the real woman injury.
When all the past tablets, unimportant prophecies, gory futures, and preventable visions were shattered, glass was everywhere in the cave. With a bit of magic Bruno easily turned the shards into recycled sand so the space was clear. The triplets left the cave feeling lighter, free from their emotional baggage, and content with their little vent session.