Day 1

Mondragon-Joaquin's Role Swap!AU (Manolo is La Muerte. Joaquin is Xibalba and María is the Candlemaker. The gods are mortal children)

WAGER

Really, it was just lucky that none of them knew about the wager while growing up.

Because, what would have Chandler said, had he known a God was rooting for him to get together with Catrina when they grew up? Maybe that he'd made the right call, since a relationship between them didn't seem to far-fetched; they got along well, he admired her for her spirited behavior, her kindness, her courage and strength. Even if he did find her to be rather explosive. If anything, he would have been comforted by the thought that even the higher ups of the universe plotted for him to get his dream girl

Catrina would have probably questioned to herself whether a God's life was really so monotonous that they had to make wagers on little kids's love lives to avoid dying of boredom…and whether Gods could actually die of boredom. She would just come up with so many questions on it. Of course, she learned all about the wager later on, and not on the best way possible, but even then she had to wonder if even Gods were too blind to see or she was just that good at hiding her heart.

(Maria did see it, though. Out of the three deities, she was probably the only one patient enough to truly pay attention to what was happening with those kids they'd hand-picked for their little game. Not that Manolo didn't care, but with a kingdom as lively as his it was hard to keep his mind on the board, hence why it was so easy for Joaquin to cheat)

And of course, Xibalba would have been furious.

Not that he cared about Catrina, of course not, it wouldn't have been a matter of jealousy. It would have been a matter of pride. Who did these Gods think they were, making bets involving his friends? Were human lives really that insignificant to them? Were their feelings and souls just a joke to them?

…more importantly, why had no one wagered in his favor?

Still, they eventually found out, once everything was said and done and Chakal dead. Chandler shrugged, swallowing a comment on how even Gods make mistakes sometimes, Catrina (Having been previously informed of it) whispered something about 'Short-sighted idiots' and Xibalba sulked about it. Years later, he mentioned it, while he and Catrina where both wrapped in a thick comforter in front of the fire, the thunderstorm raging outside.

"No one believed in me, you know? That I could win your heart" he sighed, head sinking the slightest between his hunched shoulders "I suppose I can't really blame them for it. I don't deserve you"

Catrina snuggled closer to him to kiss his shoulder.

"And yet, here I am"

C.C (a) The Author here.

Gravepainters month finished yesterday. Just thought I'd put together my written entries for it so they're easy to find.

Aaaaanyway, someone as arrogant as Xibalba would sure as frick be offended he wasn't anyone's favorite. Except he IS someone's favorite, huehuehue.