They entered the house and Camilo didn't know if it was just him or if it was really, silently awkward.
Señor Ernesto seemed to be in the middle of checking his students' papers.
Camilo couldn't help but gulp, thinking that he's probably gotten a zero in their most recent essay assignment.
Y/N and Butch were yelling at each other in the bathroom, their voices accompanied by splashing for water.
"ARAY! ATE SLOW DOWN!"
"You lather that soap up!", Y/N ordered.
Camilo heard the vague sound of fabric shuffling that was covered up by another yell.
"TAAAAY! SI ATE TUMATAEEE!" , Señor Ernesto snorted behind the paper he was reading.
"BUTCHOKOY MANAHIMIK KA! MAY BISITA SA LABAS!", Y/N yelled.
Camilo looked at Mirabel to see if she understood anything, but she was also confused.
"KADIRIIIII", Butch whined from the inside.
"I SAID SHUT UP!" Y/N yelled.
The house was then dead silent, save for the birds outside.
And then they heard the forbidden plop of something dropping into the toilet.
"YUUUUUUUCCCKKK!!!"
"SABI NGANG MANAHIMIK KA!"
They realized that Y/N was pooping and Mirabel hid her cackle behind her hand while Camilo grimaced but trying not to laugh as well.
He stopped laughing when he realized Señor Ernesto's murderous eyes were peeking at him from above the paper.
"Oookay! Erning, time to get you less shabby!", Tio started, rubbing his hands together and laying his tools down on the table, ignoring the yelling children in the bathroom.
"I'm not shabby, I'm tousled "
"Yes, and tousled is the look of an Ilustrado now, is it?", Tio chastised liek a dad. Señor Ernesto just rolled his eyes.
"TAAAAYYY, AMBAHOOOO", Butch cried dramatically in the bathroom. They then heard the toilet flush.
"I said, lather that soap up, you little-!" Y/N yelled, seemingly washing up, herself.
"GO ON! SAY A BAD WORD- DON'T TOUCH ME!"
"I ALREADY WASHED MY HANDS!"
"YOU'RE YUCKY!"
"No, you're yucky! You don't know how to use soap!"
"Ow! Ate slow down!"
"Lintek na, Pepito, nasa labas na ang mga bisita!"
"Ow! My hair!"
"Oh, shush! It's shampoo!"
"TAAAAAY! ATE-"
"PUTRAGIS KANG BATA KA! MALIGO KA NGA NG MAAYOS!-"
But then they heard both kids in the bathroom gasp loud, and Señor Ernesto was fuming, almost completely crumpling the paper he was reading.
"ATE SAID A BAD WORD!"
"NO I DID NOT!"
"SHE DID! YOU DID! pppfff!!! Pppfff! DON'T SPLASH MY FACE!"
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His Mariposa (Camilo Madrigal x Filipina!Reader)
FanfictionHeneral Luna is dead. With Y/N's father being one of his most trusted men, he flees with his family to a magical safe haven his former colleague mentioned to him. The Madrigal family helps them settle and a budding romance forms between two certain...
