Four-year-old Mila stares up at her mother. Staring at that large hat she always wears. She's always been fascinated in that hat for as long as she could remember. From the candles to the skulls, even the flowers amaze her and she doesn't care for flowers.

La Muerte looks down to notice her little daughter staring up at her. She smiles at her. "What are you looking at?" She asks sweetly.

Mila points upward. "Your hat is cool. Can I wear it?"

La Muerte giggle and kneel down to Mila's level. "My dear. This hat is too big for you. How about I'll make you a hat?"

Mila smiles big. "Really?"

La Muerte nods. "Really."

Soon the mother and daughter are in one of La Muerte's favorite room in her palace. Her sewing room. The large fabric of different colors roll up and stack neatly up together. Empty mannequins pushed on one side of the room. A large desk full of pins and needles. It's every's clothes makers dream to own this room.

La Muerte walks to her large desk and Mila followers her. La Muerte picks up the pad of paper and pen. She turns to her daughter.

"Alright, so tell me, what kind of sombrero do you want?" La Muerte ask.

"I want a big hat but not big as yours cause I want to be able to play with it on. And I want it black and red and I want skulls on it!" Mila explain.

La Muerte wrote everything down on her pad of paper. She looks at her daughter. "Ok Mila, I'll start making your sombrero." She winks at her.

"Yeeaaaaaaay! Thank you, Mami!"

It took about a week, but La Muerte finishes the sombrero. She asks Mila to come into her sewing room.

When Mila walk into the room, in the middle of the room is a mannequin cover up in a red blanket. Clearly under the mannequin is the sombrero Mila is waiting for.

"You ready to see it?" La Muerte ask.

"Yes! Yes yes!" Mila said excitedly.

"Ok, here it is." La Muerte pulls the red blanket off, revealing the sombrero.

The sombrero is small enough to fit Mila's head. The sombrero has black velvet fabric covering it with red designs sew on it. On the bottom edges are grey pointy skulls, surrounding the sombrero. And on the top right side is a large, red skull on it.

Mila gasps as she stares at her new sombrero.

"Well? Do you like it?" La Muerte ask.

"It's the best hat ever." Mila said under her breath.

"Well, let's see how it looks on you." La Muerte picks up the sombrero off the mannequin. She walks to Mila and carefully puts the sombrero on her head. La Muerte turns her around to face a large mirror. Mila stares at herself with the sombrero on.

"What do you think?" La Muerte ask.

"I-I look cool! Just like you and Papi!" She said happily.

"Good. It fits you well. As you get bigger, I'll make you more sombreros and you can make changes to it if you want too."

Mila looks up to La Muerte and hugs her leg. "Thank you, Mami. This is the best hat ever!"

La Muerte smiles at Mila sweetly. "Anything for you, my little one."