AN : Hello lovelies I decided to write this with a one shot written by another Author this is based off the music meets miracle one shot on a are free and and she gave me for permission and I am ready to write this for you guys and myself because I just couldn't wait so enjoy, I also added my own twist to the story so it's going to be very interesting.

Credits to : PhaedraZev

"I can't believe I'm doing this." Miguel muttered to himself

The words were a mantra at this point. One that came with every stumble through the thick, forested mountain. When he wasn't tripping over exposed roots, Miguel would mutter mockingly under his breath.

"Opening for Juanes, what a great opportunity!"

"It's just a small trip, Miguel. You can go to Bogotá on your own."

"What do you mean the flight's cancelled? I don't care how you get home, but you are not missing your sister's birthday!"

"Oh no, the ports are shut down in Cartagena. Give Barranquilla a try!"

That's what his mother said on the phone when he couldn't get a flight back repeatedly hearing his mother's voice in his head until a bark from Dante dragged him back to reality.

*ARF!*

The loud bark broke Miguel out of his muttering rant. Then a slobbering lick of his hand got him laughing. "Sorry about that, Dante." He gave the Xolo dog an affectionate head scratch. "I just wish we had another way home."

Plunking down onto a large rock, Miguel unfurled a map and compared it to his surroundings. "We're supposed to be near a stream that leads down to Luruaco. If we're lucky we can find a place to sleep tonight."

Arf!* Dante barked, then rolled on his back. His long tongue hung out, almost touching the ground. The cute antic made Miguel chuckle. Even three years after their adventures together, his hairless alebrije always knows how to make him feel better.

"Alright, break time's over!" He stood up from the rock, limbs stretching high. "Come on, Dante, let's see if we can find this river-"

~Grr!~

"...Dante, did you hear that?"

"I can't believe I'm doing this."

The words were a mantra at this point. One that came every time Mirabel glanced down to the shrinking townscape below.

"Are you going to keep saying that?" Camilo shouted down from the path. At once he transformed into Mirabel, using her voice mockingly. "Oh no, what would abuela say?! We can't explore the mountains! Why didn't I pack any of mamá's arepas? What if we get hurt!"

"Alright! Alright! Enough being me!" Mirabel yelled back. She was definitely not patting her bag to feel empty space that could have been filled with arepas. Nope. Definitely not. "I'm just saying, we don't know what's out there and we didn't even bring Dolores or Luisa in case anything happens."

Beside her a small voice chirped. "You have me!" Antonio from on top of Parce, his jaguar friend.

"You aren't even supposed to be here." Mirabel pointed out. She and Camilo were well on their way up the mountain when ~whoosh~ Antonio was suddenly beside them and talking about joining in on an adventure.

"But I'm here now, and if anything goes wrong I can help!"

"Yeah Mirabel," Camilo taunted, "you're not going to say no to this face, are you?"

She looked at the two Antonios. The fake in disapproval, the real one with a defeated sigh. "Yeah. I know you'll be a big help."

Camilo morphed back to his real self. "Great! So let's get moving! I want to make it through the gorge by noon."

The group continued their trek to the limits of Encanto. Passing it, they went onwards through the gorge, straight to the colourful river on the other side. Antonio and Camilo basked in the achievement, their first trip outside of the Encanto. For Mirabel, their arrival came bittersweet. She spoke softly of her experience here. Hers, and Abuela's - the story of Abuelo's last stand. The boys looked over the scene in a new light. The place now felt more sad yet more magical in their eyes. In the silence of their musings, the forest around them came more alive with sounds.

Specifically the sound of screaming and growls.

"Someone's in trouble!" Mirabel called.

"Someone's hunting!" Antonio countered.

"Let's check it out!" Camilo raced forward towards the sound. His brother and cousin fast on his heels.

They ran through the overgrowth, emerging soon upon a prowling puma. The animal snarled as it circled its prey - a growling grey dog and a teenaged boy holding a guitar like a weapon against the predator. Though his eyes had been focused on the puma, the boy's panic grew on seeing their arrival. "Get back! It's not safe!"

His attention broken, the puma launched towards him. The dog raced to defend the boy - but both animals stopped as a jaguar sliced between them.

"Stop it!" Antonio yelled, his voice oddly commanding over the puma. The puma snarled back menacingly, but Antonio only shook his head. "Nuh-uh, these two aren't food!" He called to the hungry panthers.

The puma growled lowly, as did the dog. Antonio turned over to him and said "Trust me, you can't" before turning back to the puma. "Go find someone else to eat. Go on. Shoo!"

The beast huffed at Antonio. Though, on hearing Parce's threatening growl, it seemed the duo were enough to convince it. With a collection of snarls and huffs, the puma walked off into the woods. Once it was out of sight, the Madrigals drew a sigh of relief.

Camilo was the first to break the silence. "Whew! That was a close one! You alright, pal?"

The boy, still holding the neck of his guitar, gaped at the four of them. "Um… what just happened? What did you do?"

"I convinced her to leave." Antonio chirped in answer.

"You… talked to it?" His tone was suspicious.

Antonio shrugged. "Well it's my gift."

"Gift?"

Realization struck Mirabel as she took in the scene. Oh no… "You're not from around here. Are you?"

It was hardly a question, though the boy still answered. "No. I'm just passing through. I'm heading out to Barranquilla."

Her cousins gasped in realization. "An outsider! This is great! My name's Camilo. This is my brother, Antonio, and my cousin, Mirabel."

Miguel smiled as he was relived the panthers got away from eating him and his amigo and listened as the group introduced themselves.

"And this is Parce!"

"Right, him, too." Camilo reminded himself

The boy blinked, taking a moment to absorb the odd introductions. Though lowering the guitar, he still looked on in confused suspicion. "I'm Miguel Rivera, and this is Dante."

"Arf!"

"Nice to meet you, too!" Antonio answered the dog. A fact that was obvious to the confused Miguel.

Camilo, of course, focused more on the boy. "So what's it like beyond Encanto?"

"Uhh…"

Miguel was very confused at what was being said and coaxed his head when the young woman presumably named Mirabel stopped her cousin saying anything further.

Rolling her eyes at the obvious blunder, Mirabel changed the topic. "Are you alright? Were you hurt at all?"

The boy grimaced at the question. "A bit." He looked down at his leg, which the group realised was bleeding. A lot. "Maybe more than a bit."

Mirabel and Camilo shared a look, her cousin narrowing his eyes. "Don't say it."

"I'm not saying anything."

"You're saying it with your face. I know your face, and I know I told you so faces. So don't say it."

"Fine then. I won't." She turned back to Miguel. "Come with us to our house. My mamá will fix you right up." She looked over at Camilo. "In ways I can't say."

Camilo stuck his tongue out at Mirabel, but thankfully used his own face to do so. Antonio and Parce then offered to ride Miguel down to Encanto; an offer which he easily obliged.

-If Miguel was being honest with himself, riding a regular jaguar is far less weird than his flight on Pepita. That a boy can converse with it, and Dante, too …not so much.-

They made their way through town in little time. The walk went quickly, especially as the Madrigals peppered the boy with questions about his life. -Miguel in turn questioned them in obvious surprise as they showed no recognition of Juanes, Carlos Vives, and even simple things like cell phones.- On arriving at their home Mirabel watched to gauge Miguel's reaction. Casita greeted them as usual, and she watched as his eyes widened and narrowed in turns.

"Our house is… magical." She explained. "Sorry, that might seem strange to you." She said to him

"...Yeah." Weirdly, Miguel offered her a smile. "Though, to be fair, this just makes it the second strangest day in my life." He shrugged

"...Only the second?" Mirabel wondered what this strange boy meant by that but was cut of by the sound of her shrieking mother and cousins along with her Abuela

"MIRABEL!" The Madrigal cousins cringed as Abuela's voice shouted out at them. She marched through the door, looking cross. "Beds empty! Leaving Encanto! Antonio missing! Now Dolores tells me you brought a stranger to our home!"

Mirabel held up her hands defensively. "He's hurt. I'm bringing him to Mamá to heal him."

"He's not from here!" Abuela reiterated. "It's dangerous, Mirabel. You know there is a reason we live in these mountains."

"I know, but-" She turned over to Miguel. "Sorry about this. I'll handle it."

"No, it's okay. I completely understand." The reply was directed to both women with an apologetic smile. "You have every reason to be worried about visitors coming in. Especially with a place like this ."

The entirety of the Madrigals around him blinked in confusion.

"Im sorry what?" Alma tilted her head in confusion