Mirabel did a little dance as she left Camilo at the front door of the church, "I'm going to go get changed," she announced, "Don't eat all the food before game night starts okay!"

"Only for you, Hermanita,"

"Three months Mellizo, three months," Mirabel insisted, laughing as she danced down the hall toward the Sunday school room that the four younger girls were using as a bedroom.

Camilo shook his head, before racing in the opposite direction towards the multipurpose room in the back of the church that they were using for meals and other family gatherings with the large basket full of premade food.

Tables had been set up, and Camilo quickly unloaded his offerings on one of them, "Mira's getting dressed, then she'll be ready to play!" he announced, "and we are going to slaughter you," he announced, spinning around, his sparkling eyes dimming quickly as he saw his Abuela standing behind him, "Oh!"

"I hope you don't mind if I join you?" she asked with a smile, "I figure that this will be a good way to get to know you better."

"This is our family time," Camilo insisted, crossing his arms in front of his chest, "No extended family allowed."

"Oh, okay," Alma said, "I wouldn't want to impose," she insisted, as Pepa and Felix arrived with piles of boxes in their arms.

"What's going on here?" Felix asked, placing his boxes on the table.

"I was just telling Abuela that Familia Game Night was just for us," Camilo admitted, "She can't join us," he insisted.

"I just thought that it will give me a chance to get to know the grandchildren better," Alma suggested, "But if you don't want me to participate, I'll understand, I know that I've harmed the children with my behavior. I don't expect you to forgive me as easily as Mirabel did."

"You're right I don't," Camilo announced.

Pepa and Felix gave each other knowing looks as they silently communicated with each other, should they let Abuela join their family game night or not?

"If you join us," Felix finally spoke up, "You have to understand that we," he gestured to Pepa and himself, "are in charge. You have to follow our rules."

"And," Pepa added, "The most important rule there is that Family Game Night is a judge-free zone. One harsh comment towards me or one of the children and you're out, Understand?"

"Of course," Alma said softly.

"Ugg," Camilo groaned, "We might as well have the whole family participate then, this is our family time."

"It's not like family game night is the only time that we spend together as an individual family," Dolores insisted, slipping into the room with Antonio on her hip, "I think that we probably bond more when we all go to Mami and Papi's room after dinner to talk about our days," she said as she sat Antonio down.

"What are we going to play?" he asked, racing up to his parents.

"We have to wait for your Hermana," Pepa insisted, "We can't start without her."

"Oh yeah," Antonio said, looking around the room, "She isn't here yet," he concluded, before his eyes landed on Abuela, "Is Abuela joining us?" he asked.

"Yes, she is," Felix insisted, "We all agreed to give her a second chance and this is a good way for her to prove to us that she really has changed. Tonight, as always, is NABA, and Abuela will respect it and us."

"NABA?"

"I don't really know what it means," Antonio insisted, "But we can talk about whatever we want to, rather it's complaining about a villager or talking about a harmless prank that was done," he frowned, "We've always called it NABA, I don't know why."

"Not Approved By Abuela," Pepa insisted, "The Twins coined that term when they were six."

"Why do I keep hearing people referring to Mirabel and Camilo as twins, they aren't twins."

"Try convincing them of that," Pepa insisted, "Those two are attached at the hip."

Alma frowned, looking at her daughter in confusion, "They are, how come I never seen them together?"

"Because you always get after Mirabel for distracting Camilo and sending him off to do something else," Pepa insisted, giving her mother a harsh look, "So they got good at hiding from you."

"Oh," she said, "I understand."

"Wooh, let's get the party started!" Mirabel stated, dancing into the room with a twirl of her orange skirt, only to stop mid-twirl to stare at her Abuela in surprise, "Hola," she said softly, fiddling with the orange butterfly headband that was in her hair.

"I hope you don't mind, Mirabel, but I think I will join you and Tia Pepa's family for Family Game Night, although it looks like I'll have to change so that I'll fit in."

"Abuela's joining us?" Mirabel asked, tipping her head at Camilo, who nodded solemnly, "But that's going to mess up the teams."

"I know right?" Camilo insisted.

"Perhaps Tio Bruno will join us," Pepa suggested, "I'll go ask him."

…

Mirabel fidgeted as she saw her padres and hermanas enter the room.

"Tia Pepa invited us to join you for family game night," Luisa explained, plopping down next to Mirabel, "That's a nice dress," she added, "But I've never seen it before, is it new?"

Mirabel shifted nervously, shaking her head, "I just don't wear it very often," she admitted.

"Well," Luisa said, "You look good in orange, although people might mistake you as Tia's in it. In case you haven't noticed, we appear to be color coded."

"Yeah, I know," Mirabel admitted.

"So how does this game night actually work?" Isabela asked.

"Well, we pick a couple of games and play them as a family," Antonio said, "We each get a turn to pick a game, although I suppose since you've never picked a game before, you should go first."

Pepa beamed at her youngest, "That sounds like a grand idea, Tonito," she exclaimed, grabbing a basket and offering it to Luisa, "Pick a slip of paper from the basket, and that will be the first game we will play."

"Um, okay…" she said nervously, glancing around the room, everyone was staring at her.

"Would it make it less uncomfortable if we all turned our backs?" Mirabel suggested.

Luisa nodded, "Could you?" she asked nervously.

Everyone purposely turned their backs as she reached her hand into the basket and pulled out a piece of paper. Luisa unfolded it and announced, "Never have I ever," she read.

"Isn't that a drinking game," Bruno muttered, glancing at his redhead sister in confusion.

"It's really easy to play a kid-friendly version, just don't use Alcohol and use child-appropriate statements. I don't want to learn any details about anyone's love life, or about any unsavory behaviors that they do when they are alone," Pepa insisted.

"If it happens behind closed doors, those doors stay shut," Felix agreed, "Anybody who breaks that rule would be forced to leave."

"Or if it is something a five-year-old shouldn't do, don't mention it."

"How do we play the game?" Abuela asked.

"Well," Mirabel said, "You'll catch on fast, we'll explain the rules as they come up. First off someone makes a statement starting with 'Never Have I Ever' followed by something that you've never done before, and anyone who has done it, raises their hand. That's the person who is next, it gets complicated when more than one person raises their hand, but we'll explain that as it pops up. Who's going first?"

"Oh, oh, I have one," Camilo said eagerly, "Never have I ever killed someone!" He announced, giving Mirabel a knowing look.

"It was an accident!" she exclaimed, "I didn't mean to kill Carlos! If anything it was your fault, you were the one who tripped me!"

Luisa and Isabela exchanged looks before both scooted away from Mirabel. Alma looked absolutely horrified, and Agustin's mouth was hanging open as he looked at his wife as if questioning about rather or not he had heard his daughter right. Just how much did they ignore her if she was able to kill someone without them noticing?

Pepa and Felix exchanged looks of amusement, but it was Dolores who spoke up, "Mira, Hermanita, don't you think it might be a good idea to explain to the rest of the family what you are talking about? You about gave Abuela a heart attack."

"Honestly, it's a game Milo and I play with our friends," Mirabel said, "Everyone has a different Character with a special power, and there's a quest that they have to complete and random stuff happens keep happening, and last time we played I had some acid and Camilo tripped me, causing me to stumble and I ended up dropping the Acid on Carlos by mistake."

"Just to be clear, this is all make-believe," Dolores insisted, "Mirabel did not really throw acid onto Carlos, no matter how accidental it was."

"Hey, sis," Isabela asked, "Next time you play that game can I join? It kind of sounds like fun."

"Sure, but you need to come up with a character, power, and background, and remember the battles get fierce, so don't do a pretty Pink Princess persona," Mirabel insisted, before turning to the table as a whole, "Well, it's mine turn now," she announced with an impish grin, "Never have I ever…" she frowned, before her eyes locked with Dolores, a grin spread across her face, "been so engrossed in a boy that I walked straight into a wall," she finished with a giggle as Dolores sheepishly raised her hand.

She wasn't the only one though, Pepa had rose her hand as well.

"Oh," Bruno exclaimed, "I was there when that happened, when we were teenagers, Felix greeted us and you turned your head to watch him walk by, and walked right into the bakery," he snickered at the memory."

"Yes, Bruno, thank you for telling everyone about that."

"Then Felix rushed over to make sure that you were okay, and you were so embarrassed that we had to find our way back to Casita through thick fog," Bruno added, snickering.

"Well, I'm next," Pepa announced, "Since I'm the oldest. Never have I ever," she glared at Bruno before flashing him a predatory smile, "Got stuck in a tree while hiding from bullies."

Bruno groaned, raising his hand. Mirabel however, grumbled as she rose her hand, "Thanks a lot Mami, I didn't really want Milo to know about that situation."

"You got stuck in a tree while hiding from Bullies?" Isabela repeated, staring at her hermanita before asking in a low growl, "I want names."

"Before you give Isabela a hit list," Luisa spoke up, "Can you explain to me why you just called Tia Mami, and why Dolores called you Hermanita earlier?"

"Oh, umm," Mirabel frowned, how did she explain to her sister that while she and the rest of their family were busy Pepa and her family had taken care of her?

"We Kidnapped Mirabel when she was five and now she won't leave," Camilo announced.

"Uh, huh," Bruno shouted, pointing at Pepa, "Never have I ever Kidnapped anyone."

Half a dozen hands went up into the air, as the entire warm side of the family, including Mirabel's flew up into the air.

"It's a family tradition," Mirabel said proudly, "One that will continue for many generations. Now who's turn is it?"