#I tried to mimic tatas writing style because she’s one of the funniest people I know and I wanted to do her justice with some fluff!

[rinnysega]

Tata’s Secret Santa Drabble

I got @cheetour for the SPLAT Secret Santa gift exchange, so here is a little fluffy drabble combining her hyperfixations of Encanto and Pokemon!

It was the dawning of a new day as little Mirabel and Camilo Madrigal raced down the stairs to start their first official day as Pokemon trainers. Just a few days past her tenth birthday, Mirabel was excited to get her first Pokemon while Camilo had been waiting several months so they would get their first Pokemon together. It was, as Camilo would lament about for months, freakin’ ridiculous.

Waiting for them on the kitchen table surrounded by flowers and confetti were two pokeballs for the children – each with a card with their name on it containing their first Pokemon picked out specially by their parents and with the aid of their siblings who helped catch them.

It was a fact Isabela rubbed in Camilo’s face the past couple days knowing just how excited he was to find out what Pokemon his family had chosen for him. Very much a long weekend of “I know something you don’t know” and Dolores playing dumb whenever Camilo would go begging for her to tell him what he got.

Mirabel on the other hand was about as ditzy and aloof during her waiting period as her Tio Felix’s Dragonite.

“Good morning, ninos.” Julieta was busy preparing for the clinic that morning, letting her companion Butterfree sprinkle sleeping powder into an ingredient pouch. “Are you both excited for your big day?”

“Morning, Mama. Is this one mine?” Mirabel ignored the question and picked up the pokeball for Camilo who snatched it from her hand and tossed her the one with her name on it. Without missing a beat she smiled wide – teeth missing. “Oh, I hope it’s a Butterfree like yours Mama.”

“You know, when I got Butterfree, she was just a little Caterpie.” Julieta pet her hair and slipped the pouch into her apron. “Just like your father’s Beedrill used to be a-”

“-Weedle!” Camilo interjected.

“Well, well,” Julieta beamed and ruffled his curls too, “someone’s been studying.”

“I sure have. I’m going to be the resident Encanto Pokemon Master!”

“I just think they’re neat,” Mirabel said, looking at her pokeball.

“Your Tio’s waiting for you outside.” Julieta finished packing her basket as her Butterfree got ready to head out the door with her. “He’s going to teach you everything you need to know about Pokemon.”

Isabela passed by into the kitchen with her Ivysaur to which Mirabel shouted, “Hey Isa! I got a pokemon now!”

“She knows.” Camilo glared at his cousin.

Isabela on the other hand ignored him and returned her sister’s remark with a kind smile. “You sure do! Why don’t you open it up and see what it is?”

To the shock of her older sister, Mirabel slammed the pokeball down with zero remorse for the creature inside, and out sprang a...

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“How come I got an Eevee, Tio?”

Outside Casita, Bruno was stretching, as if he himself were about to go into battle. His niece and nephew stood a few feet away, both their new Pokemon sitting on the grass looking about as absent-minded as Pepa’s Raichu.

It was safe to assume the couple’s Dragonite and Raichu were a match made in Heaven.

“Because Mirabel, your gift has the potential to be so many things,” Bruno said. “A perfect blank slate destined for so many options without being confined to just one gift.”

Camilo raised his hand. “Why did I get a Ditto, Tio?”

“You change shape sometimes.”

“Cool!” both children shouted.

“Alright.” Bruno stood up and clapped his hands together. “You guys ready to learn how to battle?”

Mirabel raised her hand.

“Yes, Mira?”

“What if we don’t want to fight?”

“Well, you have to.”

“Why?”

“You just have to. If someone sees you walking around minding your own business, they’ll block your path and say some random shit like “The important thing is not how long you live, it’s how you live it” or “I like wearing shorts!” and then that’s it – you have to fight.

“Even if we’re kids?”

“Especially if you’re kids. Most of these troglodytes have like 3 Level 8 Pidgeys and they see some marks like you two and think “Yeah, this is an easy way to earn some money.”

“What’s this about money?” Camilo asked, hand raised again.

“Well if you lose, you have to pay the winner.”

“Tio?” Mirabel raised her other hand and kept both in the air. “Who made these rules?”

“They’ve always been around.”

“But Abuela’s in charge of Encanto. Can’t she change the rules?”

“Abuela benefits the most from these rules. You think Casita makes your fancy clothes and pays for all your food? No, that’s your Abuela and her Kangaskhan standing outside the plaza bars on Friday nights. Some nobody paid for all your ceremony clothes because he was too drunk to remember his Kingler doesn’t know Flamethrower.”

“Oh.” Both children said with as much enthusiasm as a eulogy.

“Yeah, so no more questions.”

Bruno took his two pokeballs from his ruana and let out his Raticate and Magikarp.

“How come you have two Pokemon and everyone else only has one, Tio?” Camilo asked.

“A certain someone who shan't be named thought I predicted her fish would die, but he’s just like this.” He gestured to his Magikarp flopping about in the dirt. “I felt bad for the poor thing so I took him in.”

“Easy defeat,” Camilo boasted and ordered his Ditto to transform. Instead of transforming into the Raticate, he chose the way of the fish, and he too flopped about in the dirt.

Mirabel’s Eevee immediately fainted after the Raticate looked at it. Poor thing had social anxiety.

“See that?” Bruno said to her. “You just lost your first match, Mira, so pay up.” He held out his hand and Mirabel begrudgingly handed over her birthday money.

“Let this be a lesson,” he said, “don’t let this happen to you out in the wild.”

Camilo walked over and picked up his Magikarp-Ditto to put in front of the Raticate. He immediately transformed into a Raticate, went feral, and bit the shit out of Bruno’s. Bruno’s Raticate immediately threw the match because damn, biting hurts.

“Pay up, Tio.” Camilo held his hand out.

Bruno grumbled and handed over Mirabel’s birthday money to him.

“Hell yeah, I’m gonna be a pokemon master!”