Y/N POV:

I'm a witch. Not like one you hear about in stories that scare kids, but a real witch. I make healing tea and food with herbs, I use crystals to change the vibration of the world around me, all that fun stuff. The one thing that makes me a bit supernatural though is that I have telekinetic powers. I moved to encanto a few years back, when I was 20 and I am close to my 23rd birthday. I was pretty alone, but feeling at home in my little cottage at the end of the village. I moved there mostly because of a rumor I heard that the village is centered around a magic family. And it actually made feel like I wasn't so weird anymore. I usually walk around town, and pretty much everyone knows who I am and what I can do, though they mostly come for me with supernatural concerns more than healing ones. Which isn't weird considering the Madrigal family has a healer already.

So today once again I'm just out and about, catching some sun, before I hear a small squeak. I look down and there lies a little baby squirrel. I gasp and immediately stick my hands under my skirt and grab it and wrap the little squirrel into the fabric. I look up hopelessly, sad that I didn't climb enough trees as a child. I sigh and look around for someone, anyone at all... but no one paid anyone else any mind. I look down at the squirrel again.

-Let's get you up in that tree again, huh? I say to it and walk into the town to search for a special person. A person I know can lift me with ease and would love to help out... Luisa. Me and Luisa have a very special relationship. We met under very anxious circumstances...

Flashback:

Walking the town, gathering some spices and herbs for tea and food. On my way home I walk by an alleyway. I stop and take a few steps back to see a familiar figure sulking against the wall.

-Luisa Madrigal? I ask. She looks hopelessly at me.

-What is going on? I ask and walk up to her.

-I can't do anything right and I just let my family down, she sobs hopelessly.

-Oh dear, I put down my basket and sit down next to her.

-And I just realized, how can I be good for anyone else if I'm not even good enough for my family, she continues and aggressively dries her tears. I just sit next to her for a while until she calms down a little bit.

-Well, I might be able to help with that, I say.

-You can? She asks. I smile and nod, standing up again.

-Come on, I softly grab her arm and pull her with me to my little cottage. I sit her down and start putting away all of my stuff that I bought. Luisa sits patiently and looks around while I prepare some tea and plate some cookies. Then when the tea is ready I put a cup in front of her and I take a sip of my own cup.

-Tea? She asks.

-How is that going to help? She asks confused.

-What's on your mind? I ask.

Current time:

I see Luisa further down the street as she gladly helps a family with their house.

-Luisa! I carefully jog up to her and she looks confused at me.

-I need to get this little thing up into that tree, I say and point back at where I came from.

-Would you be so kind? I ask.

-Oh! Yeah sure, ok, she says and nods. I smile and lead the way back to the tree. I start looking for an obvious nest of some kind and Luisa just looks up, confused as to what her task is really. Then I point.

-I need to get up there. Could you give me a hand? I ask. She nods and leans down, intertwining her fingers so that I can step on them. I carefully step with one foot on her hands as she lifts me up to the tree. I grab a branch and with my other foot I climb onto the first branch and I climb two more before I can reach the nest. I carefully put the squirrel back in it's nest.

-There you go buddy, I say. I chirps before I climbs further up the tree.

-He says thank you! I hear a small voice. I look back and there stands Antonio and his army of animals.

-Ah, you're welcome! I smile and Antonio skips away. I start to climb down and Luisa stands ready to catch me. In the corner of my eye I see some fruits... oranges to be exact. I reach over to grab a few and put those in my skirt. I then climb the last branch before Luisa grabs me by my waist and puts me on her shoulder.

-Thank you, I smile and she puts me all the way down. As she then heads to her next mission of the day, I walk with her.

-Here, as a thank you take this orange, I give her the biggest and juiciest orange.

-No it's ok, she says.

-No I want you to have it. You deserve it, I say.

-Please, I beg. She carefully takes it and smiles.

-Thank you, she says.

-Of course, I say.

-Thank you, again, I say before I start walking off to go back home and she stops in her tracks.

Luisa POV:

I watch after Y/N as she walks away. She was so pure, so nice... How did I deserve to be her aquatinted? I start smiling goofily and look down at the orange in my hand. I look at it. It was completely flawless. And you could tell by the color that it was perfectly ripe. I start blushing. Oh she is so cute.

-You know if you like her you should talk to her more, Dolores walks past me.

-Huh, what? I ask shocked.

-She's pretty quiet generally. But if someone asks about you she always pitches up in her voice. It's a sign, she says before she squeaks and walks away.

-You know, she's right, I look down and Antonio is talking to me now.

-She talks to the animals sometimes. She talks about you a lot, he says.

-I-Uh.... I don't know what... I just shake my head.

-It's ok. She just wants to be around you more. She wishes you were kinder to yourself, he says before he sends me a look and walks away after his older sister. I then look at the orange again before I peel it and eat a slice. It was heavenly, almost as if her touch made it like that. I then tuck the rest into my pocket before I head to the next chore. Maybe I'll pay her a visit later...

Well I didn't, I chickened out in the last second. And I made the mistake of telling Mirabel that...

-C'mon Luisa, you have to visit her! She says.

-No, I'll look stupid, I say as I continue through Encanto.

-If even Antonio knows that she fancies you then what's the problem? She asks. I sigh.

-Luisa, what is the problem? Mirabel puts her hand on my shoulder as we stop.

-I may be scared that she'll stop like me if she gets to know me, I say sheepishly.

-Oh Luisa... Mirabel says and makes an effort to hug me. I hug her back.

-Now don't you worry, I'll make sure you get the afternoon off, Mirabel says as she lets go.

-Why? I ask.

-So that you can go make yourself feel pretty before going to Y/N's, she smiles at me before she runs off to cancel my chores. I smile.

-Thanks Mira, I say after her.

-You're welcome! She yells back. I turn to go home with a skip in my step and a smile on my face. When I get home, my parents look at me like I was sick. I probably am but hey, it feels good. I hop up to my room and into my bathroom to look in the mirror. I curl the little strand poking out on my forehead with my finger and I flex in my mirror. I then take out my makeup and start experimenting up a look. I carefully place the mascara brush to my eyes and try not to poke myself in the eye. I do a couple of times but still. When I'm all done I look myself in the mirror again.

-You got this Luisa, just go over there... "You wanna hang out?", I practice in the mirror before I cringe.

-Ew no... "Yooou wannaaa.....", I trail off.

-Luisa? Mom knocks on my door.

-Be right there! I yell before I take all of my things and shove them into a cupboard. I then rush to open my door and behind her stands Abuela. I start to sweat.

-Hi mama, I say. She smiles at me.

-We all heard from Dolores, Abuela says. My stomach drops and I gulp.

-And me and your Abuela thought it would be a good idea to bring some bread, she says and gives me a basket of many different types of bread. I stare confused at them.

-And don't forget to smile, Abuela encourages.

-B-wah? I ask.

-Oh I know you are worried about liking a girl but I knew at least one or two of you would end up being gay, Abuela says and laughs.

-Now go on, if you're gonna be home before dinner you better leave now, she ushers me and I am just completely befuddled. I did not expect this approach from Abuela. Mama? Sure, but not Abuela.

Y/N POV:

I am brewing the next few days worth of syrup to put in my tea. As I stir slowly, I hear a knock on my door.

-Coming! I yell and wash my hands before I dry them on my apron and walk towards the door. When I do I have to look up.

-Luisa, hello, I say surprised.

-Hi, um... she trails off.

-I brought bread, she says and stretches out a basket of bread. I take it and look at the different bread... they look fresh.

-Oh these look yummy! Would you like to come in and share them with me? I ask and step aside.

-Yes, thank you, Luisa says and walks inside.

She sits down carefully as I close the door and cut up some of the bread and put them on the table. I make us some tea and sit down. She nervously sips her tea.

-Was there anything special on your mind? I ask.

-Hmm? Oh, no, I just wanted to hang out, she says and smiles. I smile back.

-That's really nice, I say.

-No problem, she says back.

It stays quiet for a while before I go back to my pot and stir a little. I feel Luisa walk up and look into the pot. I blush profusely but can hide it by looking into the pot. I feel her figure against my back.

-What are you making? She asks.

-Uhm, syrup... for uh, for my tea, I say and stammer.

-Thats what tastes so nice? She asks and I nod.

-Hey I just remembered that I need some more oranges. Would you want to help me? I ask.

-Sure... I Uh, I have nothing more to do today so why not! She says and I leave the syrup on a low heat and dust my hands off before we head out.

We head out and we try to find the tree with the most oranges on them. When we do I try to climb it myself, but Luisa picks me up and puts me on her shoulder, which makes it easier for me to grab the oranges. I actually didn't need any oranges... But I want to spend time with Luisa. I pluck a bunch to maybe make some orange jelly or something like that. When I get put down I look up at her again. She looks confused at me and I just smile.

-Come, I think the syrup is done now, I say and gently take her big hand and lead her back home. She washes her hands and I take a spoon and take a little of the sweet syrup from the pot and blow a little air on it. I then lift it up to Luisa's mouth and hold my other hand under the spoon.

-Taste it, I encourage her. She hesitantly takes it and I take the spoon out of her mouth. She lights up.

-How is it? I ask.

-It's sweet... like you, she says and then we both blush.

-I-I'm sorry, she then immediately saves. I just smile.

-Thank you... I like you too, I say and she smiles.