Pepa had been beginning to meet Félix's family. Of course, he had met hers. Everyone in the Encanto knew of the magical Madrigals. Félix was in love with Pepa, but his family was very judgemental. They would exploit any "flaw" they found. However, since Alma was already talking about marriage, something Félix and Pepa wanted, he knew it was time to set up a dinner.
The night started okay. Pepa seemed to get along with Sofía, Félix's sister. Félix had one more sibling. It was an older sister named Mariana, but she didn't move to the Encanto. Félix sat with his girlfriend and sister while his parents made dinner.
The drama started when they sat down for dinner. "Pepa seems like a nice girl," Señora Lopez said. "However, this isn't what I expected when I heard you were dating a Madrigal. I assumed you were seeing Julieta."
"Julieta is just a friend," Félix promised. "That's all she is. Besides, she's dating Agustín."
"The piano player?" Sofía scoffed. "I'm sure Señora Madrigal loves that."
Great, it's starting. Félix instinctively took Pepa's hand. "We just want you to be with someone more stable," Señora Lopez said. "I mean, Pepa seems perfectly fine. However, she can't control her powers. We don't want you to get hurt."
"What will our friends think?" Señor Lopez asked. "Knowing our only son is dating a weather witch."
As if on cue, Félix noticed Pepa was forming a cloud. "I hope you two don't want any children," Sofía said. "I don't think the Encanto could survive."
"Okay, we're leaving," Félix announced. He stood up from his seat. Pepa followed suit. "Thank you for your time and hurtful opinions. I love this woman, and I fully intend on marrying her. Yes, we do plan on having children. We'll leave the Encanto when she goes into labor if necessary."
With that, the young couple left. The cloud above Pepa's began to storm. "They're right," Pepa said. "You should be with someone more like Julieta. I don't know why you love me and want to marry me."
"I always loved rainy days," Félix said. "Nothing like curling up with a book while the rain patterned against the roof of my home. Don't even get me started on the smell afterward. I don't see it as a bad thing at all."
Félix cupped Pepa's face. He had to reach, but it was worth it for him. "I don't want someone like Julieta," Félix promised. "I only want you. To me, you're perfect. Every part of you is perfect and beautiful, including your gift. I meant what I said back there. I love you and want a life with you."
"I love you too," Pepa said. Félix kissed his girlfriend, and she kissed him back. Félix's clothes became soaked, but he could not care less.
After a few moments, they pulled away. "Now, let's go back to your place," Félix suggested. "I'm sure Julieta has leftovers. They'll probably taste better than mamá's cooking."