The Struggle

I'm just imagining an Encanto AU where everything is still the same but Julieta is the one who can see the future and Bruno heals with food.

Just picture it with me.

Julieta's gift of healing with food kind of made her into the ultimate powerhouse maternal figure. Especially in most latino/hispanic cultures (from what I have observed) it is considered a "woman's role" to take care of others with things like cooking and repairing what has been broken.

Now imagine a Julieta, who is still a maternal powerhouse but instead of healing she tries to use her visions as cautionary tales or teaching lessons.

The village is still scared of her, still believes she is a source of bad luck.

But Julieta still has Augustin, who didn't believe she made the future happen. He was accident prone before meeting her. Just now she uses quick glimps to warn Augustin of his potential injuries and advise her brother how much extra food he'll need to make for her accident prone husband. They both chase Agustin around with the magic food She still gives birth to her three daughters who she loves more than anything. She is still the triplet that speaks against her mother to defend her family.

Bruno who is now the golden child of the triplets, and the most useful, is still socially awkward, and superstitious. His sister's can tell when the food choice is something on the saltier side. While his gift is useful he's only really approached for healing food and he's been doing that since he was five. He's overworked and is constantly in the kitchen. Making food in case of emergencies. He's still the rat man with rat children.

Mirabel's failed gift ceremony happens and Alma begs Julieta to look into the future. After comforting her daughter to sleep Julieta walks down into her vision cave where she sits on the end of a peninsula of an underground lake.

In her hands sits a blue tablet showing her youngest daughter. One side has casita whole, the other full of cracks.

Julieta is terrified for her daughter, Alma will demand to see the vision. Julieta knows from experince that once Alma knows it will end horribly for her daughter.

Julieta will do anything for her daughters.

Augustin goes to find his wife but only finds an empty cave and a smashed vision.

For 10 years no one talks about Julieta. Her door has stopped glowing. Augustin took the spare bed in Bruno's room, the two growing closer as Bruno helps with raising the girls. It's Bruno's involvement with helping raise his nieces that Augustin has not followed through on his threat to take his daughters and leave Casa Madrigal.

Augustin is more quick tempered with Alma, more ready to defend his daughters.

Isabela resents Mirabel even more, blaming her for their mother's disappearance.

Luisa doesn't blame Mirabel, if anything she's probably more protective of her than in canon. She does hold a secret resentment towards the town though. She believes they pushed her mother over the edge. Especially when she hears what people whisper from Dolores and by her own ears.

Well one of those girls had to be bad luck like their mother.

Julieta should've stopped after one. She got lucky to have a perfect daughter like Isabela.

Yeah she should've counted her graces that only one is a fuck up like her.

Mirabel wished someone talked about Julieta Madrigal. Actually talked about her, what she was like, how she looked, how she spunded. Did she prefer sweet or spicy foods? What was her favorite shade of blue? Did she love her youngest daughter? Mirabel has no memories, or very vauge ones. She has no idea who her mother truly is. The only comfort Mirable can bring herself is that sometimes it feels like Casita is trying to minic what she thinks is Julieta's voice. Giving Mirabel words of encouragement, praise, and love. Despite this attempt Mirabel might hate herself a little bit more, after all she was such an embarrassment that she drove her mother away.

Julieta does a better job at hidding in the walls than Bruno. She sneaks out a back door from her place in the walls before anyone wakes up and returns when she knows Dolores goes to sleep. She adds to her brother's herbs that she has spent all day collecting. Then wonders upstairs. Checking on each of her daughters, leaving them gifts before going back into the walls.

Julieta patches the walls for years. Taking notice of the pattern of when Mirabel is stressed or in pain the cracks show more. Casita has more than once woken Julieta up to one of her daughters having a nightmare. No matter how old they are she holds them close singing them back to a peaceful sleep.

Her brother's rats keep her entertained, always performing Bruno's latest telenovela for her. They help her sometimes by bringing things when she mistimed her coming back and can't make much noise in the walls.

She never expected one of her visions to be something they would bring her. Or that she would be reunited with her youngest daughter five minutes later after ten long years.

Bruno's rats led Julieta to one of the holes in the floor.

Julieta let out a gasp when she saw who was dangling by one of the floorboards. "Mija!"

Mirabel stared at a face simliar to her own as she gets pulled up. "Mama?"

Julieta checks her daughter over for injuries before pulling her into a tight hug. "Mi amor what are you doing back here?"

"What am I? What are you?" Mirabel spluttered, just examining her missing mother who was apparently never actually left! Mirabel glances over, loosing steam as she takes in all the repaired cracks. "Have you been patching these?"

Julieta sadly traces over the cracks, they match so well with her vision. "No matter how much I love our family, I won't let even them hurt my daughters. When Mama wanted that vision of you ten years ago I knew I could never let her see it. Even if there was a possibility of it turning out well she would only believe the worst outcome. Just like she and the village believe of me."

Realization dawns on Mirabel. "You left because of me?" Her voice shook, tears falling because they were right, Oh dios they were right she was the reason-!

"Mi vida." Julieta pulled her daughter back into a hug. "I left to protect you. I may regret having to leave but do not doubt I wouldn't do it again to make sure you were safe."

Mirabel gets the idea for another vision, but with Julieta's cave wrecked they needed a new place with open space. Julieta led her daughter to a river.

"I've spent a lot of time here over the past decade. Your Abuela would never come here."

Mirabel looked around, remembering the story. "This is where it all started. Where Abuelo Pedro..."

Julieta nodded. "It's probably the most magically charged place in Encanto outside of Casita."

They do the vision, water forms around them. It's the same as before,no closer to a straight path. Mirabel spots something Julieta couldn't see. They follow it until a new picture forms.

"Antonio the door, the door!"

The rats grabed Antonio's attention. The dead door of the tia he never met, whose room was off limits, was glowing bright and strong. He looked over the railing where his tios were.

"Tio!"

Augustin and Bruno ran rowards their nephew, Pepa and Felix not far behind. All four adults freeze at the glowing door.

Julieta holds a blue tablet. She smiles at the picture. Her oldest and youngest hugging.

"Isabela!" Mirabel rages.

"Mira," Julieta's voice takes on a warning tone.

"Mama you don't understand!"

Julieta raises an eyebrow. "May I remind you darling daughter that I was the black sheep between mi hermanos. And my brother was the golden child."

Mirabel blushed.

Julieta gently set the tablet down and hugged her daughter again, kissing her forehead. "I believe my visions are lessons we have to learn. You and Isabela have been fighting for a long time. Maybe it's time the both of you learned to communicate and move forward. Now go hug your sister and save the miracle. Then after...," Julieta pauses . "After can you tell your papa and hermanas I love them? And tell mi hermanos I miss them."

Mirabel hugged her mother tighter. "After I save the miracle you can tell them yourself when I bring you home."

"I love you mija."

Julieta sat back down in the river, cradling her tablet. "Papa, please protect mi familia."

"The cracks started with you! Julieta left because of you!" Alma yelled.

Mirabel snapped. "Mama left because you always believed the worst in her!"

"Julieta didn't care about this family!"

Mirabel noticed her older sisters flinch, tears forming in Luisa's eyes as they always do when someone brings up Julieta leaving.

No matter how much I love our family, I won't let even them hurt my daughters.

I left to protect you.

Can you tell your papa and hermanas I love them?

I love you mija

Mirabel stepped closer, her temper flaring. "Mama loves me! She loves this family! I love this family! We all love this family! It's you who doesn't care! You're the reason Mama left! You're the reason for the the cracks! You are the reason the miracle is dying!"

Julieta felt the ground shake. Watched as the mountain that hid the Encanto for years split in two. She screamed as Casita fell in the distance.

Her daughters, she needs to see her daughters.

Mirabel ran. She failed. The miracle was gone. Casita fell . She wanted her mama, and her mama was by the river.

"Mama! Mama!"

Julieta stopped. Mirabel needed her. She turned back towards the river. When she got there Alma was with Mirabel. Mirabel was crying, Julieta saw red.

"Mama! Don't touch my daughter! She's not the reason the miracle died!" Julieta yelled, putting herself between her mother and daughter.

"Julieta," Alma breathed. Pulling her daughter into their own hug, kissing her face. "Mija, I'm so sorry."

Julieta glanced down at Mirabel who joined the hug. "It's ok Mama."

They make it back to the ruins of Casita. Agustin and Bruno checking over Mirabel as Alma apologizes to the whole family.

"And I'm so sorry I held on too tight," Alma said before she guided Julieta into the family's line of sight. "Just so scared I lose you too."

"Mama!" Isabela and Luisa rush forward into their mother's arms. Pepa and Bruno hugging their sister from the sides while Augustin hugs her from behind.

"So we gotta talk about Julieta?" Camilo says awkwardly on the side lines. Making a face when Dolores elbows him

"That's Tia Julieta?" Antonio asked confused. She doesn't look like what the rats described to him.

Augustin wraps an arm around Julieta as they watch Mirabel bring the magic back with a twist of a doorknob.

"She takes after you," Augustin whispers in his wife's ear.

Julieta smiles, thinking about the vision she had right after Mirabel was born. "She finally sees what was there all along."

The thing about Focacchino is that... You know that trending song "Red flags", the "trying to get the waitress attention by blinking in morse code". Going only by the viral part, Furina would be the one crying for help and Arle the batshit crazy date. But if you listen the whole song and the animated video, you would see that Furina fits the date better in being extremely dramatic and weird, also the idea of Arlecchino being honestly disturbed by it is so funny on my head, sorry.

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