Mirabel turns to Alma who carries a pot of flowers
"What are you doing?", Alma asks.
"Uh, they were just asking about the family and ..."
"She was about to tell us about her super awesome gift!", the girl with dark brown hair yells excited.
"Oh, Mirabel didn't get one.", Dolores answers then squeaks.
All the children turn to Mirabel.
"You didn't get a gift?", a girl with a sunhat asks.
"Um...
"Mirabel! Delivery!"
The merchant Osvaldo walks up to her with a basket full of decorations.
"I gave you the "special" since you're the only Madrigal kid with no gift.", he hands her the basket, "I call it the "not special special" since, uh, you have no gift."
"Thanks.", Mirabel fake smiles.
"Oh, and tell Antonio good luck. The last gift ceremony was a bummer. Last one being yours that did not work."
"Uh-huh."
Suddenly ice appears around Osvaldo's mouth making him shut up.
"Osvaldo!"
Mirabel and the children look at the house to see a 15-old-girl with a white blouse and black skirt leaning against the door.
"She gets it now scram!"
The girl narrows her eyes at Osvaldo making him climb his donkey and ride away scared.
"Who's she?", the sunhat girl asks.
"That is my best friend (Y/N). She got accepted ten years ago in our family."
"Does she has a gift?"
"Yes, she has the gift of elements. But since that day of our ceremony, all the villagers hate her because they think she stole my gift. Since that day, everyone calls her..."
"The "gift stealer"." (Y/N) finishes.
It is true. Since (Y/N) got her gift, everyone in the village insults her for stealing the gift from Mirabel. Even Alma thinks it too and doesn't see her as a Madrigal anymore. Then (Y/N)'s life changes drastically. Alma has forbidden her to use her powers to help the village. She just uses them for indoor chores. Not only that, she has become very unfriendly to Alma and the villagers. She's only a little friendly towards the other Madrigals.
"If I was one of you, I'd be really sad.", the sunhat girl confesses.
"Well, my little friend, I am not. Because the truth is, gift or no gift, (Y/N) and I are just as special as the rest of our family.
They all watched how the Madrigal uses the powers.
"Maybe your gift is being in denial.", the sunhat girl wonders.
Mirabel and (Y/N) walk into the house, the villagers helping with the preparations for Antonio's ceremony. Casita creates stairs that would lead up to Antonio's door. (Y/N) looks up seeing Camilo leaning against the railing how he watches the villagers.
"Camilo, we need another José!", Alma says.
"José!", he shapeshifts into José helping the original put up the banner with Antonio's name.
(Y/N) smiles but it turns into a frown remembering how she said something to Camilo that hurt him.
6-year-old (Y/N) is playing catch with Camilo. She is chasing him till she sees Alma at the balcony. Alma walks away with disapprouving look. Camilo realises that (Y/N) isn't chasing him anymore.
"(Y/N), are you okay?"
"Camilo, I think it's better that we don't play anymore together."
"What do you mean?"
"It's better this way."
(Y/N) runs up to her room in tears, leaving Camilo also in tears.
Because of that memory, a tear falls down (Y/N)'s cheek which she wipes away.
"Luisa, the piano goes upstairs!", Alma says.
Luis lets the barrels roll and runs towards the piano, almost bumping into Mirabel and (Y/N).
"I'm on it! Careful, sis!"
Mirabel struggles to hold the basket until the weather changes from sunny to windy. A tornado twirls in the courtyard because of Pepa.
"My baby's night has to be perfect, and it's not perfect. And people are going to be coming. And nothing's ready.", she gabbles.
"You're tornado-ing the flowers! The flowers!", Félix mentions trying to calm her.
"Did someone say flowers?", Isabella comes out of her room.
She creates vines who elegantly brought her down as she fixes the flowers. The villagers cheer for her while Mirabel and (Y/N) look at her deadpanned.
"Our angel, our angel!", Félix praises.
"Please, don't clap.", Isabella hands a bouquet of flowers to Pepa.
"Thank you."
"Oh, it's nothing.", she flips her hair in Mirabel's face.
Mirabel spits the flowers out of her mouth.
"A little sisterly advice, you two, if you weren''t always trying too hard, you wouldn't be in the way.", Isabella tells the two girls.
"Actually, Isa, this is called helping.", (Y/N) says
"And we're not in the way. You are.", Mirabel adds then grunts because she has walked straight to the pillar without looking.
Julieta is running around the kitchen till she sees Mirabel and (Y/N) with the giant basket.
"Excuse me."
Mirabel sets down the basket on the ground. Together they set the decorations on the counter, the tiles moving them away.
"Mi vidas, you okay? You don't have to overdo it.", Julieta mentions.
"We know, Mamá. We just wanna do our part like the rest of the family.", Mirabel says.
"She's right, amors.", Agustín appears in front of the girls, his nose swollen.
"Eee."
"First gift ceremony since yours, lot of emotions ..."
"Julieta, bee stings!", (Y/N) tells as she continues to empty the basket.
"And I've been there ..."
Julieta turns to her husband seeing his face.
"Ay, Agustín.", and goes to make something for him.
"... when me and your tío Félix married into the family ... "
"Mh-hmm."
"...outsiders who had no gift, never, ever would ... "
He takes a jar out of the basket.
"... surrounded by the exceptional, it was easy to feel ... un-ceptional."
"Okay, Papi.", Mirabel says."
"I'm just saying I get it."
"Eat.", Julieta shoves the food into her husband's mouth.
The swelling disappears.
"Mi amors, if you ever wanna talk ...",
"We gotta put out the stuff. The house isn't gonna decorate itself.", Mirabel says.
Casita makes the garlands fall a bit, offended by Mirabel's words.
"Mirabel's wrong, you could. You're hermosa, Casita.", (Y/N) compliments.
The garlands rise back up.
"Corazons, remember!", Julieta yells at the girls.
"Yeah, remember!", Agustín copies her.
"You have nothing to prove!"
"You have nothing to prove!"
"Mm-hmm/Yes .", the girls say as they walk around the corner.
Mirabel and (Y/N) sets the self-made candle holders to each door, the last one being Alma's.
Once done they look at the family pictures from all the members in front of their glowing door. The only that isn't there is (Y/N)'s. Alma has refused to make a picture with her.
"One hour.", Alma yells.
Mirabel startles bumping into the candle who drop and burned Alma's candle holder.
"Oh! No, no, no!", Mirabel helds the candle while stomps on the fire to extinguish it.
"Maybe you should leave the decorations to someone else?", Alma tells.
"We actually made this as a surprise for you.", Mirabel helds the candle holder in front of Alma till in flames, "Oh! Ohh!", she chuckles as she tried to extinguish it.
"Mirabel, (Y/N), I know you two want to help. But tonight must go perfectly. The whole town relies on our family, on our gifts."
"Yeah, and with gifts, you meant all except mine.", (Y/N) says irritated.
"So, the best way for some of us to help is to step aside. Let the rest of the family do what they do best. Okay?"
"Mh-hmm.", Mirabel gives her a tight-lip smile while (Y/N) looks at her with no emotions.
The atmosphere around them changes. Pepa walks at the other side of the balcony with a cloud.
"Pepa! You have a cloud!", Alma tells.
"I know, Mamá. But now I can't find Antonio! What do you want from me?!", she yells as the thumber in the cloud rumbles.
The girls walk towards their room as Alma walks down the stairs but is stopped by Julieta.
"Mamá, be nice to Mirabel and (Y/N), okay. You know tonight will be hard for them.", she mentions.
"If the gift ceremony doesn't go well this time, tonight will be hard for us all ..."
(Y/N) rolls her eyes as she goes into her room.