#breaking news: two sets of madrigals try to have an honest conversation

[sokkas-first-fangirl]

Movie Bruno talking with Constellations Bruno would be amazing if you're up to it. Or the two Julietas.

I'm gonna go with Julieta!

Juli = Constellations!Julieta

Julieta...Had no idea what to do with this other version of herself. She was so like Isabela and yet...not.

Looking at Juli felt like looking at a fractured reflection of herself. Julieta knew what it was like to be Senorita Perfecta. Truly, she did. She was so mature for her age, so caring, so gracious, so patient, so sweet, what a fast learner, you must be so proud, Alma!

She wondered if the other Alma was proud of Juli. She seemed to be, but...

Oh, something was off. Julieta couldn't put her finger on it. It felt like trying to get through to Mirabel, trying to get through to her Bruno, to anyone in her family. She was met with a wall, a distant smile and assurances that all was well.

She quietly watched Juli, with her charming smile and graceful movements. A fun-house mirror of Isabela. There was something wrong, but what? Was Julieta just being paranoid? Projecting her own insecurities onto this strange version of herself?

She watched Juli give a gentle flick of her wrist, and blue roses crept up all the pillars in Casita's courtyard. Mamá gave an appreciative gasp and Dona Alma gave a proud smile and nod.

"My perfect girl," Dona Alma said, kissing Julieta's forehead.

"I wonder if that means I can change the colours of flowers too," Isabela said, humming thoughtfully. "I'll have to ask her when she discovered she could do that."

Blue roses. Something as impossible as the Gifts in the first place. Beautiful, unique, something to be proud of. Everything was fine. Everyone was smiling. Juli beamed at Isabela and offered her advice, and the two were soon making more flowers appear.

It was a lovely day.

So why couldn't Julieta relax?

She just...Needed to talk to Juli properly. That would surely calm her racing heart and anxious thoughts. A proper conversation would prove Julieta was just paranoid and projecting, and then she could leave the poor woman alone.

"Juli?" Julieta approached her, holding a tray of freshly squeezed orange juice and her own biscuits. "I was wondering if you'd like to take a break together?"

Juli gave her that perfect smile, so sweet and charming.

"That would be lovely, Julieta," she said. "Gracias."