The New Vision
Chapter 22 - The New Vision
The next day had arrived and Razzle, Dazzle, and Niffty were happily playing in the streets. At least until they happened to see a storm brewing over Vivienne. Figuring that Pentious must be in a particularly bad mood again, they ran for it.
Breakfast was done but the meeting ultimately boiled down to ‘Find Charlie’. After all, she never showed up to the table and no one else had seen her. However, the Madrigal matriarch wanted to have a word with her son-in-law when everyone departed.
“You should have told me the second you saw the vision. Think of the family, will you?”
“Well, I was thinking of my daughter,” Husk shot back, heated. “You know, family?”
Vaggie would have wanted to argue more but stopped at seeing her daughter’s gaze, which showed that she was ready to join in with the accident-prone man if it really will come down to it.
Then Vaggie saw that snow was being blown into the room. “Pentious, calm down.”
“My Penn is doing the best he can!” Molly cried out as she tries fanning away the snow cloud from her husband, who was seated on the stairs.
“Yes! You’re all lucky it’s not a hurricane!” At that, Pentious had had a wind blow in the room.
Mimzy said, “Mama, you’ve always been too hard on Charlie. It would do both you and her some good if you simply eased up more.”
A crack was made bigger on the walls then. Vaggie gestured to it, saying, “look around. We must protect our family, our Encanto. We cannot lose our home.”
Then they were interrupted by Vortex coming in, after having knocked on the door. “Senora, pardon me, but, uh… people in town are becoming anxious about the magic. They want to see you.”
Vaggie let out a sigh. Then to Mimzy and Husk, “Charlie was in that vision for a reason. Find her.”
At that, the Madrigal matriarch on her scrawl and left. Meanwhile, Blitzo and Charlie were in Collin’s room, the older man thoroughly enjoying that he got to eat more food than he normally does during the past ten years, thanks to the younger male having his animal friends smuggle the food in.
Then the future seer got to drawing a circle on the floor with a bucket of sand.
“We might wanna hurry,” Charlie said, pointing upwards.
“You can’t hurry this shit, Cha-cha. There’s a process.” Blitzo halted at seeing a stoic kind of animal and decided to draw the circle around it. Then he shooed away some lemurs and sat down. “Besides, what if I show you something worse? If I show you something you don’t like, you’re gonna be all ‘Blitzo makes bad things happen’ or… or…” Then with a particularly vengeful mocking tone, “oh, he’s such an asshole because his vision killed my goldfish’.”
“I don’t think you make bad things happen. Sometimes, family weirdos just get a bad rap. You can do this.”
The future-seer was still unsure but then he saw a plush jaguar held up next to him. He takes it and the animal lover mounts on his real jaguar.
Collin explains, “f-for the nerves…”
Blitzo smiles and thinks that the plushie’s nice even if it’s not a horse. Then he tells himself, “I can do this, I can do this, I can do this, I can do this…”
The future-seer throw salt and then sugar over his shoulder, for good luck. Next, he lit a match and set on fire a small pile of leaves, followed by four even smaller piles of leaves, each one on a pile of sand.
Winds began to blow, creating more of a storm over the house. It certainly have gotten the townspeople’s attention, including Rosie. And not that anyone is seeing it, but Blitzo’s door is glowing intensely now.
Blitzo’s eyes were glowing yellow and held his hands out to Charlie. He said, “You might want to hold on.”
The sands swoosh up, forming a sphere around the future-seer and blue bow blonde. The former’s door is just surging with energy. Finally, yellow images appeared in the swirling sands.
Charlie and Blitzo saw the window with the candle breaking and then people in town gasping and screaming over more cracks but now to, well, town. Molly seized Collin up at one point and, right after that, there was Charlie in front of Vivienne, the house going back and forth from having cracks and not having them.
“It’s just the same damn thing!” The future-seer cried out. “I gotta stop!”
“No! I need to know which way it goes. There’s gotta be an answer somewhere. Something we’re not seeing!”
“You’re looking at the same thing I am. If there was something else-“
“There! Over there!”
Blitzo looked at where his niece was pointing. He was shocked to see a purple butterfly in the sands and amongst the yellow. He cried out, “butterfly! Follow the butterfly!”
Charlie got up and lifted his uncle up with her. Then they stepped forward to where the flying insect was, which was perched on a blade of grass.
“Where is that?” The blue bow blonde questioned.
“It’s all out of order!” Then at another image, “it’s the candle! It’s getting brighter! I-I think you’re going to help the candle!”
“But how?”
“There’s-there’s someone with you. And you… you fight her!”
“What!?”
“Wait, no. No. Is that a hug?”
“Am I fighting or hugging!?”
“An embrace… yeah, an embrace! It's hugging! To make the candle bright, you have to embrace her.”
“Embrace who?”
“Almost there…”
“Who is it?”
“I said almost there! Oh, oh, oh… I got it!”
Of course, when the image was complete, Charlie was incredulous as she yelled, “VEROSIKA!?”
Finally, the sands have dropped, the winds ceased, and the glow on the door was gone. (Again, not that anyone’s seen the last one). Then the vision took form in the same yellow square as the one before, but complete rather than in pieces.
Blitzo grabbed it, taking a look before turning it to Charlie. “Oh, your sister? That’s fucking fantastic!”
Of course, the blue bow blonde was pissed, even growling a bit. The future-seer sighed and threw it to the side, muttering, “every single damn time…”
Finally, the vision smashed on the floor, now exactly like the last vision Blitzo has made.