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Indie Mariano Guzman from Disney's Encanto. Under Construction!

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Indie, non-selective and multi-friendly Mariano Guzmán from Disney’s ENCANTO.

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𝗔𝗡  𝗔𝗟𝗠𝗢𝗦𝗧  𝗖𝗛𝗜𝗟𝗗𝗜𝗦𝗛  𝗛𝗨𝗙𝗙  escapes  parted  lips  and  camilo  scowls  ,  as  though  insulted  by  the  mere  idea  he  may  tell  mariano  something  untrue  .  (  it’s  a  valid  question  on  the  other  man’s  part  ,  for  camilo’s  initial  disdain  for  him  had  hardly  been  kept  a  secret  )  .  green  eyes  narrow  and  camilo  has  fixed  mariano  with  a  rather  sharp  stare  ,  face  framed  by  dark  curls  and  several  feet  shorter  than  him  ,  but  headstrong  and  brazen  nonetheless  .  

❝  well  …  personally  ,  i’d  admit  to  being  quite  curious  as  to  why  you  so  suddenly  had  a  change  of  heart  .  ❞  and  that  was  the  heart  of  the  issue  ,  wasn’t  it  ?  the  abrupt  switch  from  isabela  to  dolores  :  to  his  older  sister  .  ❝  i  mean  …  you  were  all  about  marrying  my  prima  ,  isabela  ,  were  you  not  ?  but  as  soon  as  things  didn’t  work  out  with  her  ,  you’ve  moved  on  to  mi  hermana  .  ❞  he  pauses  there  ,  sets  his  stance  and  stares  up  at  mariano  ,  challenging  him  to  speak  .  ❝  are  you  interested  in  our  family  name  ,  mariano  ?  ❞

That was a fair question- the Madrigal name carried a lot of weight in the town for obvious reasons, so of course Camilo would be worried. Mariano knit his brows, trying to to think of a way to word himself.

“Well, yes... and no.” He didn’t care who these girls were, of course - at some point he had been in genuine love with Isabela, but as soon as she had made it clear she wasn't going to be happy with him, he’D respectfully backed off. But his abuela...

She’d kept pushing him, vying for the name and the weight it held. So when Dolores had asked for his hand, he’d jumped on the opportunity. Not for himself, but his family.

“It is .. a lot story.”

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❝ 𝗜 𝗧𝗢𝗟𝗗 𝗬𝗢𝗨i wasn’t sneaking up on you ! ❞ he’s adamant about it , almost considers ignoring mariano’s actual question in favor of being huffy and gaining the upper hand in some strange , immature way . ❝ don’t you know abuela asigns us chores every morning ? how do you know mine wasn’t to evaluate my sister’s potential suitor , hm ? ❞

it wasn’t , but that’s not the point . in actuality he’d managed to skip breakfast ( something he would no doubt sorely regret later when abuela chewed him out ) and go out looking for some trouble - or , in other words … a mariano to pester . ❝ but if you’re complaining about spending time with me … i’m sure my sister would be interested in hearing that … ❞

“So she sent you to .. spy on me?” This seemed wrong, but he didn’t know enough about Abuela Alma to dispute that. And if she did send him, well, then she had every right to do so, as the matriarch of the family. And arguably, the whole town.

“I ... I guess you ahve a point.” Even if it made him uncomfortable. “What does she think I am planning?” She hadn’t been like this when he was about to marry Isabela, though. So maybe... Camilo was lying.

“You wouldn’t, say, lie to me, would you?”

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𝗠𝗔𝗥𝗜𝗔𝗡𝗢  𝗠𝗔𝗬  𝗦𝗢𝗨𝗡𝗗  𝗦𝗞𝗘𝗣𝗧𝗜𝗖𝗔𝗟  ,  but  truthfully  camilo  doesn’t  care  .  all  he’s  hearing  is  that  he’s  been  given  a  strange  sort  of  permission  to  tail  mariano  for  a  little  ,  remaining  a  few  steps  ahead  of  him  as  he  walks  sideways  ,  green  eyes  fixed  upon  the  man  .  the  morning  is  still  new  ,  the  sun  beating  down  upon  the  tiles  of  the  town’s  streets  ,  and  camilo  is  as  chipper  as  ever  .  

❝  i’m  following  you  now  ,  though  !  ❞  he  chirps  ,  the  slightest  semblance  of  a  grin  upon  boyish  features  ;  dolores  had  asked  him  to  stay  away  from  mariano  ,  but  when  had  he  ever  listened  ?  ❝  i’ll  just  assume  you  don’t  mind  .  ❞

Alright, this was getting a tad weird. Mariano made sure to keep his distance - as much as he could, seeing as Camilo seemed very intent on tailgating him as though this was a race of some kind. Then again, he doesn’t want to draw the ire of a fifteen-year-old and definitely not that of the rest of the family.

“So... what were you doing before you started sneaking up on me, hm?”

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❝  𝗡𝗢𝗢𝗢𝗢𝗢𝗢  ?  ❞  the  words  are  decidedly  somewhat  hesitant  ,  as  though  he’s  trying  to  persuade  himself  and  mariano  at  the  same  time  .  camilo  hadn’t  exactly  been  following  him  ,  he’d  used  other  people’s  forms  to  blend  in  to  the  crowd  !  surely  that  doesn’t  count  as  camilo  following  him  ,  right  ?  ❝  don’t  you  value  family  time  ?  you’re  going  to  be  mi  cuñado  soon  enough  ,  sí  ?  ❞

“Hmm, sure.” He’s not too sure about that, but also doesn’t know enough about this to dispute it. If Camilo says he wasn’t following him, he wasn’t, and Mariano wasn’t going to start a fight about this.

Mostly because he didn’t want to upset Dolores. And because he was scared of Camilo, that too.

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𝗜𝗧'𝗦  𝗡𝗢𝗧  𝗖𝗔𝗠𝗜𝗟𝗢'𝗦  𝗙𝗔𝗨𝗟𝗧  if  mariano  hadn’t  researched  the  family  well  enough  to  be  able  to  anticipate  the  actions  of  its’  local  trickster  !  where  he  had  been  willing  to  let  certain  things  slide  when  mariano  had  planned  to  marry  isabela  ,  dolores  is  a  step  closer  to  camilo  and  -  all  things  considered  -  a  step  too  far  .  ❝  buenos  días  !  how  nice  to  run  into  you  ,  mariano  !  future  brother  in  law  !  ❞

It wasn’t that he wasn’t anticipating it, really - he just wasn’t expecting to be Camilo’s target for simply daring to exist. And, one supposed, marry his sister.

“Ah, buenos días, Camilo.” He definitely sounds hesitant, as if he’s bracing for some kind of attack. “You - you weren’t following me, were you?”

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𝗢𝗛  ,  𝗨𝗡𝗗𝗢𝗨𝗕𝗧𝗘𝗗𝗟𝗬  .  camilo  may  have  his  moments  when  it  comes  to  his  older  sister  ,  but  that  doesn’t  mean  he’s  about  to  let  any  man  into  her  life  that  he  doesn’t  put  through  the  wringer  first  .  try  and  court  his  sister  :  he  dares  you  .  

Alright, he’s kind of ... set himself up for this one. Should have known better, but he’s a poet, not a thinker, and didn’t.. think this far.

Please let the poor man live, he’s done nothing wrong.

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Her shoulders fall, but not in a bad way. She feels some sort relief. He wants to help, he can help. It’s going to be okay. Especially she hasn’t convinced Antonio to convince the donkeys to stay inside the barn.

“Awesome! Gracias. No hurry, though. I was uh, taking my relax day today.”

“Oh, yes, right, right.” He totally forgot about that, and the whole ‘meeting her at the cafe’ part of the day in the throes of meeting someone new. Well... not new, but... new to him, maybe?

“Whenever you want to, just uh, let me know, yes?” God, he really is awkward sometimes. “If you want! I know I do.”

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This kid is going to end him.

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How dare you insinuate that he would as much as touch her before they were wed.

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“Oh…?”

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Oh. Probably a classic case of talking without thinking.

“... well, I mean- if you are ready! No need to rush into things.”

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Well, he knows he will remind Dolores, in any case.

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Sing and dance and a poet, Dolores was so lucky. Luisa was almost tempted to ask if his siblings too shared these interests. Until he made his offer.

“You’ve said you like fixing things, right?” she fumbles with her bracelet. “Would you… Be interested in.. helping me fix Señor Rendon’s donkey barn? Like, a secure lock, or sturdy.. whatever.” It’s not bad to ask for help, Luisa.

“Yeah, I did.” And helping with that would mean that Luisa no longer had to bother with getting those donkeys every other day because they escaped. A two-for-one, in a way.

“I can do that! There’S tools in the house, we can grab those and whip something up, I’m sure.” Mariano was learning quickly that he was enjoying his time with Luisa. and was starting to feel a lot better about marrying into her family.

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“People will find me chores, even if I was all done for today.” she chuckles to herself, crossing her arms. “Only a matter of time. But, uh, hanging out sounds great, anywhere.”

She clears her throat. “What else do you like to do besides writing?”

“I like to dance,” he said. Even if he wasn’t too good at it, he still enjoyed it. “And sing, sometimes.” In fact, sometimes he wrote his own songs.

“I also like to help people when I can! So yif oyu have anything to do, I can accompany you, maybe?”

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“You’re doin’ fine, Mariano. Really.” She smiled.

Today had started out so odd, with so little to do. But now she had made a friend, (yes, really) and he had given her a pen to keep. And talked about writing!

“Well, thanks!” He was really glad that she thought so - sometimes he did feel a bit weird, being pretty much alone in town. Not a lot of people shared his enthusiasm for art.

“Honestly, thanks.” He was feeling a lot better about marrying into her family now that he knew he’d have someone to talk to. “Do you... uh, want to stay? Or do you have any chores?”

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He’s stalling, ha! Funny

“Ya don’t have to answer now, just- whatever I’m- no, what I will write down, I’ll show it, yeah? Only fair, y’know. One aspiring writer to an experienced one.”

“I don’t know, that’s the thing.” He shrugged. “All my life, I’ve been writing something, so...”

“I hope that doesn’t come across as me trying to brag....” He was not the type to try and brag, after all, preferring to keep to himself. His abuela was usually the one to tell everyone about his accomplishments, and even then he felt as though he was showing off.

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Write something. Something could be so many things! Maybe she could write in her diary, again… Or find some plots for tío Bruno’s rat show.

“Yeah, definitely. Of course! Gracias.. Again.” She rubs her arm again, but not wears a warm smile instead of the awkward grin/grimace. “When did you, uh, begin writing poetry?”

“Oh.” He hasn’t thought about that in a good while, mainly because he .. .cannot remember. He’s really been interested in writing for as long as he can think back, and there is not real point where he can say, yes, he started.

“A very good question, actually.”