"Mirabel?"

Mirabel opened her eyes when she heard Flint's voice call to her.

"Are we dead?" Mirabel asked Flint.

Flint shook his head and answered, "No, still alive, thanks to the ratbirds."

Mirabel looked around to see that she and Flint were being carried by ratbirds and chuckled in relief.

"I gotta say, I kinda took away your praise at the unveiling, but I'll give you another one for saving the world," Mirabel said.

"Thanks for both that and helping me," Flint replied.

Mirabel suddenly looked down in shame.

"What? What's the matter?" Flint asked.

"Well…..here's the thing," Mirabel replied.

Flint turned confused and asked, "What?"

"I jumped into that hole because I couldn't just leave you down there to die, I helped you save the world, including my family in Colombia so I can get unbanished from there," Mirabel explained.

"You were banished from your home country?" Flint asked.

Mirabel nodded and explained, "Yes, I come from a village there called Encanto where every member of my family receives of a magical gift when they turn five. But me, no gift for me. So my abuela had the guts to kick me out, so I thought saving the world with you would bring me back to my village."

"Sorry to hear that," Flint said.

"I guess it's okay, quite adventures I'm having out here," Mirabel replied.

Flint nodded and said, "That's quite good to hear. Now be prepared, we coming in for a landing."

The ratbirds reach the island as they fly over a giant ham and gently place Mirabel and Flint on the piece of food.

Mirabel and Flint sit up as Mirabel saw Sam and she ran to her.

Sam saw Mirabel running to her and exclaimed, "Mirabel!"

They both hug each other as Sam said, "Thank God you're alive!"

"Sorry I ran off, I-"

Sam cut Mirabel off as she squeezed her tighter as she said, "No, don't apologize. It's fine, glad you didn't die. Is Flint with you?"

Mirabel nodded and pointed Sam to Flint.

Sam and Mirabel walk through the crowd and to Flint as Sam grinned and said, "Flint."

Flint lovingly stared at Sam as a soft smile graced his hips and said, "Sam."

"Flint," Sam breathed a sigh of relief, placing a hand on his shoulder.

Tim walked over to them as he said, "Flint."

"Dad," Flint said as he smiled at his dad.

"Steve," Steve spoke as he held up his tail besides their feet.

"Flint," Tim took a deep breath. "Look, when you-When you cast your line, if it's not straight-Um…"

"Oh, for crying out loud," Mirabel groaned in annoyance, removing the thought translator from Steve and putting it on Tim and she turned to Flint. "Sorry about that, but your dad kinda needs help."

Flint shrugged and replied, "No worries."

"I'm proud of you, Flint."

They stare at Tim in shock, clearly not expecting his thoughts to actually be like that. "I'm amazed that someone as ordinary as me could be the father of someone as extraordinary as you."

Flint looked touched by every word that was bing spoken through the translator.

"You're talented, you're a total original, and your lab is breathtaking. Your mom, she uh, always knew you were gonna be special, and if she were alive today, she'd tell us both "I told you so"," Tim chuckled.

Flint's face seemed like he was about to burst into tears from all the things that his father thought after all of these years.

"Now, uh, look. When I take this thing off, and you hear me make a fishing metaphor, just know that fishing metaphor means: I love my son," Tim finished, speaking the last few out loud while he held out his arms.

"I love you too, Dad," Flint grinned, hugging Tim.

The crowd cheered in response, clearly happy about the outcome that had happened.

After they break their hug, Tim motioned his head in Sam's direction. Flint nervously smiled, heading over to Sam while Steve leapt onto Tim's shoulder.

Flint stood in front of Sam and asked, "So where were we?"

"Y-you were about to kiss me," Sam smiled, feeling her face flush.

"Were you gonna kiss me back?" Flint asked, a hopeful smile on his face.

"Because I don't want to go for it, and then get interrupted again. You know-"

"Just kiss me," Sam muttered to Flint, causing his eyes to widen.

Mirabel watched Flint and Sam kiss as the crowd cheered and she said, "Well, I guess I now have a father figure."

After a few moments, Flint and Sam break their kiss, staring at one another in awe.

Mirabel walked to Flint and wrapped her around him and said, "Looks like you're my father figure now."

"What makes you say that?" Flint asked.

"Sam's been my mother figure for years. You've been dating Sam for like when we came here and you finally kissed her, so you're now my father figure," Mirabel explained as she rubbed Flint's hair.

"Okay, easy on the hair," Flint said as he chuckled.

Mirabel walked away from Flint as Tim walked to him and said, "You've made me very proud, son."

Tim pulled Flint into a tight hug that lifted him from the ground.

"Uhh! Thank you, Dad," Flint said as he choked.

Tim dropped Flint, who landed back on his feet.

"Sorry," Tim apologized.

As Flint and Sam start talking about a lab called Sparkswood, Mirabel stood on top of a giant apple, looking out into the open ocean.

"Mirabel's vlog, year nine, just went on a journey to an island called Swallow Falls and a food storm happened. What'll happen on the next vlog?" Mirabel asked herself.

Suddenly, Mirabel saw a bottle washing up on the island as she jumped down the food and ran to the bottle.

She picked up the bottle and saw that there was a note inside.

Mirabel opened up the bottle and took the note out as she saw that it was another note from Julieta.

Mirabel opened the note and started reading.

"Dear Mirabel,"

"The food storm had stopped, but your tio had another vision about what's happening to you. It showed you alive and still on the island, but it formed into some kind of jungle, with animals made from food. Yep, it's another trippy vision. If you're still there, stay safe."

"Love, your mother."

Mirabel stuffed the note in her pocket and said to herself, "Food animals? Nah, that can't happen. The machine just got blown into pieces, Tio's visions can lie sometimes."

She suddenly heard the sound of blades above her and the others.

Looking up, they see a helicopter descending toward them as Mirabel ran to the others to follow it.

The helicopter landed in front of the crowd as the blades die down and Earl headed to his family to protect them.

The door to the helicopter opened, causing green smoke to come out. Once it was cleared, a man with an orange vest, a white beard, and green-lensed glasses appeared.

"Greetings, friends, and namaste," The man greeted as he walked out of the helicopter.

Mirabel walked to Flint and Sam, who look at the man in shock as she turned to see him also.

"Woah, is that…?" Sam trailed off.

"Chester V?" Flint asked as he and Sam smile in unison, excitement in their tones.

Mirabel turned to Flint and asked, "You know him?"

Flint excitedly nodded.

"Mustache," Steve muttered, jumping onto Tim's shoulder.

"Please have some humanitarian aid as a gesture of our goodwill," Chester said as he smiled, coming over to them as other people in orange vests throw some food bars and other objects out to the crowd.

A few moments later, Chester V stood in front of them as Mirabel said, "Um, hello there, Señor V. It's a pleasure to meet you, I suppose."

"Yeah! Your lab vest looks even cooler in person!" Flint fanboyed.

"Thank you, the lack of sleeves frees up my arms to do this," Chester thanked, showing how freely his arms move around.

"Woah," Flint muttered in awe, reaching out to touch Chester's hand, but it just went through. Mirabel and Sam's eyes widen while Flint slightly jumped back, glaring down at his hand. "Ah! Hand, what did you do?"

"There's nothing wrong with your hand, young Lockwood. You see, I am merely a hologram of the real Chester V," Chester explained.

Mirabel stuck her hand into Chester and waved it around in him, seeing the hexagons around her hand wave with it as she said, "Aw, look at that. Anyway, continue, señor."

Chester turned to the crowd and explained, "The United Nations has asked me and my Thinkquanauts to assist in the cleanup and containment of leftovers all over the world. Including your Swallow Falls."

The crowd clapped when Chester showed a couple pictures and he said, "We'll get started on the cleanup right away, as soon as you all leave."

Everyone in the crowd stared at Chester in shock as Tim questioned, "What? You want us to leave?"

"Listen up, ghost man. You expect us to skedaddle from our homes just because of some nasty leftovers?" Earl suspiciously asked.

"Yes. Yes, I do," Chester confirmed while two people put up police tape, which went through him.

"Son, you can't argue with police tape. Everybody back up! Listen to ghost man!" Earl announced.

"But do not fret. All of you will be temporarily relocated to sunny San Franjose, California!" Chester informed, showing everyone a picture of the city.

Flint and Sam gasp and they say, "The home of Live Crop!"

"More adventures out? I'm in!" Mirabel butted in.

"On my word as a hologram, you shall all return home before you know it," Chester reassured, causing the crowd to clap. "Except for you, Flint Lockwood."

"Me? Why?" Flint questioned, heading over to Chester.

"Oh, heh, heh, you are going-"

Chester was cut off when the hologram started glitching, which caused Flint to worry even more as he asked, "Wait, wait, wait, no, no, no, where am I going? Oh, please tell me!"

A man came over to Flint as he told him, "Just give it a second, he's buffering."

The man backed away and the hologram of Chester V stopped buffering.

"You are going to join me at Live Corp and help us make the world a better place," Chester explained, putting an arm around Flint and leading him away.

Flint had to quickly follow behind so the arm would not go through him as he explained, "Sir, that's all I ever wanted, but I can't. On account of making a lab with my friends, sir."

"I understand, young Lockwood, but if you become a thinkquanaut like me, then all of your dreams will come true," Chester replied.

Mirabel put a hand on Flint's shoulder and said, "This is a huge opportunity, but there are other ways to make your dreams come true."

Sam pulled Flint toward her and excitedly encouraged, "You have to do this!"

"But what about our dream?" Flint asked, holding up a picture of Sparkswood.

"Flint, this is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity," Sam replied as she drew on a notepad, putting two sticky notes on the paper. They look to see a thinkaquanaut vest on Flint's drawings. "We're all behind you."

Mirabel, Brent, Manny, Tim (With Steve on his shoulder), Earl, and his family come over to them.

"Are you guys sure?" Flint asked, just to make sure.

"Sí," Mirabel nodded.

Just then, Joe came over like he was part of the group, causing all of them to look at him in confusion.

Sam turned to Mirabel and asked, "What do you say, hon? Another journey?"

Mirabel gave Sam a thumbs-up and nodded.

A few minutes later, the entire town was led into Live Corp helicopters. Mirabel and the main group gaze out of the window.

"This is the best day ever!" Flint shouted as they fly away from Swallow Falls.

Once the helicopters were out of sight, the hologram of Chester V brought up a screen to talk to someone while the thinkquanauts behind him seem to be looking for something with metal detectors.

"Sir, I've taken care of everything. The locals have been evacuated," Hologram Chester V explained.

The real Chester V smirked from the other side of the screen and asked, "Splendid, and the inventor?"

"Oh, he took the job," Hologram Chester V confirmed.

"Outstanding! Now we can keep an eye on him. He has no idea of our real plan. Contact me as soon as Operation Capture the Invention succeeds," The real Chester V ordered.

A moment later, the call ended as a voice said, "Live Corp."

At where the FLDSMDFR had landed, it had started up a few moments later.

"Cheeseburger."


The part where Mirabel waves her hand around inside the hologram of Chester V seems like a reference to Trolls Band Together where Branch waves his hand around and sees the colors behind his hand after Tiny Diamond presses the hustle button.