I believe 100% that Pepa was ready to square up with Bruno when she found out about the vision Bruno gave Dolores.

I also just wanted another reason to show my headcannon about her glowing eyes.

~Enjoy

"Mami!" Pepa jumped slightly as Dolores threw open her door.

"Dolo? What's wrong mija?" Pepa could hear the distress in her daughter's voice. Turning around, her daughter threw herself against her mother. Pepa wrapped her arms around her, steadying them both. "Hey, it's okay. I'm here. What's wrong?"

She watched as Dolores tried to tell her. Yet, when she opened her mouth the only thing to come out were heartbroken sobs. Her anxiety skyrocketed. Something terrible must have happened for her daughter to be so upset. "Are you, or someone, else hurt?"

The teenager shook her head. Pepa let out a relieved sigh, placing her hand over her racing heart. That was the most important thing.

"Okay. Take a deep breath in with me." Pepa breathed in, watching as her daughter did the same. Giving her a reassuring smile, she let the air out. It was a technique she learned from her husband long ago. She'd lost count of the times he'd used the same trick to help her through her anxiety attacks. "Good girl."

The two continued on for a few minutes. Finally, Dolores' sobs quieted down until they were just sniffles. "Do you want to talk about it?"

Dolores nodded, taking a seat on her mother's bed. Pepa sat beside her, but Dolores didn't look at her mother. Instead, she found a spot on the floor to stare at. "I asked tío Bruno to look into our futures. H-he told me that the person I loved would be married to someone else!" Tears filled her eyes again as she looked to her mother. "Am I not good enough for someone to love me?"

"Oh corazón." Pepa's heart shattered into a million pieces at her daughter's question. She never would have imagined that this would be the conversation they were having. "Listen to me. I promise you, you'll find someone one day. Someone who loves you, for you."

"B-but."

"Shush. Don't worry about your tío's silly vision. He's been wrong before. I'm sure he's wrong this time."

"Do you promise?"

"I promise." She was thankful that her daughter chose to lay her head across her lap, away from her face. Otherwise, she would have seen the fake smile and known that she lied. Bruno's visions were never wrong. Every one that he'd ever seen, came to pass. Exactly as he foretold.

Dolores showed no signs of moving. Pepa raked her hands through her daughter's dark curls, gently untangling any knots she found. The silence was broken by Pepa's humming. She knew the tune well. The lullaby from her childhood. Dolores found herself focusing in on the sound, eventually falling asleep to the calming rhythm.

Once Pepa was certain her daughter wouldn't wake, she carried her back to the safety of her own soundproof room.

"Casita, please keep the kids in their rooms until I have a word with my brother." Pepa muttered to the house as she softly shut her daughter's door. The house creaked in response. "Gracias."

Pepa stormed into the kitchen. Her anger over the situation had only grown while she searched for her brother. Bruno hadn't been in his room. She knew it was far too late in the day for him to be in town, giving out prophecies. Which, only left him with a few spots to hide.

And when she found him...

"Pepa?" Raising an eyebrow at the darkening cloud that hung above her sister's head, Julieta placed her half made arepa down. "Hey, what's going on?"

"Where. is. He." Pepa growled ignoring her sister's question. Her eyes carefully looked around the kitchen, trying to find any sign of her target.

Agustín and Julieta shared an uncertain look. Agustín adjusted his glasses nervously. He'd just eaten the last of his emergency food that his wife kept on hand. Until she made more, he didn't want to take the chance of being on the end of a well-placed lightning bolt. "W-who?"

"Bruno!"

As if on que, the youngest triplet walked into the kitchen.

"Uh oh." Bruno's eyes widened as he looked to his older sister. He knew, from the dark color of her raincloud, that her mood was far from happy. From the tone in her voice, he was obviously the target of her rage. Instantly, he held his hands up in surrender. "Now, wait a minute Pep. It's not what you think."

"Not what I think? Not what I THINK?" Thunder echoed throughout the room. The dark cloud above her head lit up with lightning, yet no rain fell. Pepa stalked closer to her brother. "You gave my daughter a vision. Now, she thinks she's never going to find love. Her heart's shattered! So, why don't you tell me what I'm supposed to think!"

"Hey, why don't we take a breath and calm down first." Agustín offered.

"Don't tell me to calm down."

The ground shook beneath them. Quickly, Julieta grasped at the counter to keep herself from falling. Her husband wasn't so lucky. Instead, he missed the counter and found himself on the ground. Silence filled the room as the pair stared at Pepa. Julieta's hand flew to her mouth, trying to cover her shock. She'd heard the stories Félix told her, about her sister's eyes glowing, but never before did she actually witness it.

"P-Pepa, your eyes."

"Don't change the subject!"

Julieta shook her head, trying to focus. As the oldest, it was her job to step in when their mother wasn't around. It wasn't the first time she had to play mediator for her siblings. But this time was different. Her sister wasn't thinking clearly. "Pepa! Enough."

"Stay out of this!" Pepa sneered.

The winds came alive at the command. They raced around the pair, effectively creating a barrier between them and the others.

"Since when can she do that?" Agustín asked as he struggled to keep his feet on the ground. Stray winds broke away, rattling the kitchen ware.

"I-I don't know." Julieta shook her head as Casita anchored them to the floor. She'd witness the power her sister held over their years, but this was a whole new level.

"What's going on?" Félix questioned as he slid to a stop. His eyes widened slightly at the mini tornado that swirled in the kitchen. He could faintly see the yellow of his wife's dress through the dense winds.

"I think Bruno showed Dolores a vision of her future." Julieta explained. "It wasn't a good one."

"Now Pepa's upset." Agustín added, gesturing to the pair.

"I'd say she's a little more than upset."

The brunette put her hand on the shorter man's arm, getting his attention. He could see the growing panic in her eyes. "Félix, her eyes were glowing."

"What? That only happens when... Mierda." Félix muttered to himself, realization dawning on him.

There had been plenty of times that Félix witnessed her eyes flicker, but he was quick to calm her to prevent it from straying further than that. There were only two accounts that her eyes fully changed since they'd met. The first time had been caused by a horrible nightmare she had. The second time, well... It was better for everyone if they didn't talk about it.

He could calm her, just as he did before. All he needed to do was cross through her barrier. Taking a deep breath, he stepped through the tornado. Pepa stood just a few feet away from Bruno, who knelt down on one knee, wide eyes full of fear.

"Pepi, amor." Félix called out as he tried to move between the two. He needed to get Pepa's focus on him, and not her brother. "You're worrying everyone."

The redhead didn't look at him, her glowing gaze fixed on the cowering form of Bruno. "I'm not going to stop, Félix. You didn't see Dolores. He-"

"Made a mistake." Félix said gently. Her eyes shifted to him for a minute. Félix took this as his chance to continue. All he needed was a second, just one, for her to calm down. "Amor, that's your brother. Their Tío. He wouldn't do anything to hurt them on purpose. He loves them."

Gently, he took her hand in his own. He drew circles on the back of her hand. He let out a relieved sigh as her eyes flickered back and forth. Gold, emerald, gold. "That's it. Come back to me."

Finally, they settled back to emerald. Pepa blinked a few times as she looked down to her husband. The tornado around them disappeared. "Félix?"

"There she is." He brought the back of her hand to his lips, giving it a small kiss.

"Bruno?" Pepa called out, reaching for her brother.

Bruno flinched. Pepa pulled her hand back instantly. She looked to her sister and brother-in-law, who shared the same, pale faces. She hadn't meant to scare anyone. She'd just been so... angry. Angry at her brother's vision for breaking her daughter's heart. Angry at herself for having to lie about it.

She did the only thing she could think of.

She ran.

"Pepa wait!" Félix called out. They all watched her leave. Turning his attention back to Bruno, Félix offered him a hand. "Are you alright, hermano?"

"Yeah." The seer muttered as he stood. "I didn't know she could do that."

Julieta walked over to Bruno, checking him for any injuries. "I don't think she knew she could do it."

Félix looked around the room, watching as Casita fixed the kitchen. "I need to find her."

"I'll come with you." Bruno offered. It all started because of him. He gave his sobrina the fortune. It was his vision that set his sister off. She ran off because he'd been scared of her. The least he could do was help search for her.

"No offense, bro. But I think you should stay here. Just in case." Félix looked to Julieta for backup.

The oldest sighed. She agreed with Félix. If Pepa hadn't fully calmed down, then it would just lead to a disaster. "I'll go with Félix. Agustín, stay here with Bruno and the children."

The dark haired man nodded, pulling her into a quick hug. "I will. Be careful, Juli."

"I'll be fine." Julieta assured as she and Félix left the kitchen.

"I-uh. I'll be in my room." Bruno muttered, leaving Agustín alone in the kitchen.

Contrary to what his family thought, Bruno knew his sister needed him. He felt it. Some people said it was because they were triplets, but he didn't believe it. The bond he had with Pepa was special. Granted, they may fight like cats and dogs. But in the end of the day, they both stood in each other's corners. Without question.

It was times like this, though, that Bruno appreciated having a ridiculous amount of stairs in his room. After excusing himself, he snuck away. He started his trek up the largest mountain in the Encanto. Unlike Félix or Julieta, he had a feeling of where Pepa would go.

Sure enough, Pepa sat at the top of the hill. Large gray cloud hanging above her, rain sprinkling down. She paid no attention to him. She sat with her back to him, perched on a large stone that led out to a cliff. All of his previous confidence flew away, like a leaf in the wind.

Should he be here?

What if she didn't want him?

What if this time, she actually hated him?

"Are you going to just stand there?" Pepa sniffed, not bothering to look at him.

"Well, that depends." Her voice, and the cloud above her, told him she'd been crying. Bruno put a hand on his neck awkwardly. "Are you going to punch me?"

"I might."

The rain lightened up to a drizzle. "Alright then." Bruno took the spot next to his sister. Neither of them spoke. He looked out at the view. From their spot they could see the whole Encanto. The brightly colored town sat in the center. To the left were scattered fields. To the right, a winding river. Lush forests encircled the town.

Bruno wanted to say something, but he wasn't sure how. Or what. He wasn't good with apologies, or conversations, in general. But he knew he needed to make things right. Right now, he'd have to settle for a basic apology.

"I'm sorry, Pepa. If I'd have known, I never would have done it. You have every right to hate me for what I did."

He could feel his sister roll her eyes. "I could never hate you. You're my brother."

A weight lifted off of his shoulders at her words. He thought for sure that he'd messed it up this time. He loved both his sisters, but he and Pepa shared a bond that he didn't with Julieta. The eldest triplet didn't experience what they did. Sure, she had her own set of problems. But she wasn't hated, or feared, like they were. People didn't hesitate to talk to her. Actually, they would actively seek her out. And that was something that the youngest two didn't get.

"So, an earthquake, huh?" Bruno bumped her with his shoulder. "That's new."

"I... I don't know what happened. Everything just felt so much, more. And I couldn't control it. I didn't mean to scare you, or anyone... Once it started, I couldn't get it to stop."

"I figured. Your eyes did the thing again."

Pepa waved her hands through her cloud. Slowly, she laid back against the cool ground. Looking up, she looked at the natural clouds that hung above them. "We make quite the pair."

"That we do." Bruno muttered, following his sister's lead. "Outcasts will be outcasts, I guess."

The pair laid on the ground, a comfortable silence filling the space between them. He could hear his sister's breathing start to even out. Between the display of power, and the hike up the hill, he figured she had to be tired. Bruno sat up. "As much as I love laying up here with you, I'm not carrying you back down if you fall asleep."

Standing up, he helped Pepa to her feet. Her clothes were soaked, her hair dripping wet. Pulling off his poncho, he pulled it over his sister's head. He pulled the hood back, just enough that she could see. He gave her a smile before turning around ready to lead their journey home.

Pepa didn't follow him at first. "Bruno?"

"Yeah?"

He could feel Pepa's arms snake around him, pulling him into a hug. "Te amo, hermanito."

Bruno patted her arms. "Te amo, hermana."