I've been going back and forth on this in my brain for quite a while now, but this GIF compariaon confirms it.
At first. I thought Camilo was so terrified when Casita was crumbling that he had literally shape-shifting into his younger/kid self as a reflex. (Being at his most vulnerable and all).
But everything from the hair, to the shirt, to the pants, to the color pallete, proves that (for some reason he shape-shifted into the Coffee Kid??
Edit: TO BE CLEAR. My point is NOT "Why did he turn into a kid at this moment?" I KNOW he turned into a kid/something small to escape falling Casita.
My POINT is the psyche behind WHO he chose to turn into in this split second moment.
Like I said, I originally thought he just SHRUNK himself, which he could've easily done. But he instead turned into this specific kid. Random? Yes. But this kid was on his mind.
I wanna know why? Is there a backstory? Does Camilo babysit this kid? Does the kid look up to him? Do they hang out a lot? Does he him as like a brother figure? It's a short moment but visually there's a lot of potentjal foe background that can be explored there. (Fanfic material???)
Because Camilo has in his head a LIBRARY of people to turn into. That he thought of some "random kid" rather than like Antonio ot a smaller version of HIMSELF (which might've been easier actually) is interesting to me.
The Camp Buddy Part.4
Summary: You and your friends are looking for a good time, on the upcoming school fieldtrip; which is a experience of a life time. But between the expense of the trip, and and the annoying presence of Camilo Madrigal; it gets complicated.
Pairings: Camilo Madrigal x Female reader
Genre: Fluff, Platonic
Warnings: Again, none really, Just an annoying version of Camilo
A/N: Uggghaaa I'm so excited for this series! I can't wait till we can make it past this school part, and actually go on the trip! I don't think you guys understand how happy I get writing these. Since the last part didn't have a lot of mention of Camilo, I made this part full of him. I don't speak fluent Spanish, so let me know if I misuse any of the words! Enjoy :3
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“You two seem to be the same age, you two may or may not know each other” Mrs. Sanchez spoke.
“Nope, I definitely know him” you said in a fake enthusiastic voice, while gritting your teeth.
“That’s great! Well, you kids have at it, we’ve got the pizza man’s number on the counter for dinner, bye!” Mr. Sanchez said leading his wife out the door. The kids waved, as the door closed. You and Camilo just stood there, glaring at each other. Eventually you got bored and rolled your eyes. You turned towards the kids, who were waiting for one of you to talk. “So, what do you wanna do?” you asked the children.
“Eat pizza!” they all said in unison. You smiled at them, “Great! Camilo order the pizza” you said, not even looking back at him. Camilo scoffed and rolled his eyes, “You do it” he replied. “Really Camilo? We’re gonna do this today?” you turned around to him. He shrugged and walked towards the children. “Let’s go play upstairs!” he said, picking up the youngest child as the children cheered and walked with him up the stairs.
You sighed and rolled your eyes, as you made your way to the kitchen. You muttered under your breath, as you stormed into the kitchen.
‘Not even five minutes in, and he’s already annoying the heck out of me. I was finally beginning to enjoy this job but no, he just has to come and take that from me. And I can’t believe that dimwit couldn’t hightail it in here and order this pizza by his self.’
You picked up the piece of paper on the table and picked up the phone. You dialed the number and ordered the pizza of the children’s likings, that was attached to the note. Once you finished ordering, you went back to the living room; and sat down on the couch. You heard the sound of the children laughing, as Camilo entertained them. ‘He’s probably just shapeshifting, he’s not even originally funny’ you thought.
While sulking on the couch, you heard footsteps coming down the stairs. “Y/N, come play with us!” Alejandra spoke, a little girl who seemed familiar to you; as she hung around Mirabel basically every day with her other friends, Cecila, and the hyped coffee kid, Juancho. “It’s ok I don’t really feel like it-” you started before she interrupted. “Please!” she asked bouncing up and down. You rolled your eyes playfully, before giving in. She took your hand upstairs, as you trailed behind her.
Once you got to the top, you saw Anita cross legged watching Camilo shapeshift, as held the baby in his hands. Camilo spun the baby around as he shifted. “Camilo, you’re going to make the baby throw up!” you warned him. “Oops sorry guys, the party poopers here” Camilo smirked, placing down the baby in Anita’s lap. Anita let out a little giggle. “I’m not a party pooper, but you would be looking crazy if the baby threw up on your precious little rauna” you snapped. Camilo furrowed his brows and turned to you. “Hey, it’s special caus-” Camilo started, before getting cut off by a knock at the door.
“Pizza!” Alejandra and Anita shouted, running downstairs with the baby. “Wait up guys” you said, running after them. Camilo sighed and rolled his eyes, before following you downstairs. You sped up when you spotted him behind you, for you didn’t want him to think of any tricks and trip you. Not that he would ever do that, Camilo respected females; but you couldn’t take chances.
You opened the door, and paid the pizza deliver. In return he gave you two boxes, which were full of cheese and peperoni pizza. You took the pizza to the kitchen, where the girls grabbed their plates, and took a slice. Camilo gave the two-year-old a small slice of cheese pizza, and then grabbed himself two pepperonis. You grabbed your phone and began texting your friends about the crazy update of Camilo having to work with you.
“Y/N, are you going to eat any pizza?” Anita asked, grabbing another slice. You shook your head and smiled. “Meh, more for us then, right?” Camilo said, high fiving the girls. You ignored him and looked back to your phone. When the kids were finished eating, they dragged Camilo back upstairs, expecting you come along. Once they left, you paced around the kitchen, then grabbed a warm slice of pepperoni pizza. Little did you know, Camilo told the kids to go upstairs as he stood in the kitchen entrance.
“I knew you were hungry” Camilo teased. You turned to face him, giving him a glare while doing so. “Ok?” you said, biting your pizza. Camilo grunted and rolled his eyes, before placing his hands on his hips. “Could you please, play with the children? I need a break” Camilo huffed, also grabbing a slice of pizza. “Fine” you gave Camilo a cold stare, before hitting his elbow with yours, on the way out. “Watch it, idiot” he muttered, as you made your way into the living room.
You walked upstairs with the children and played with them for a while. They had way more toys than you did growing up. Soon it was time to put the children asleep, but you had to get the baby in the bed first. Anita and Alejandra climbed into their beds, and you held Alexis in your hands. She began crying, and your rocked her to stop the crying; but it didn’t work. Anita and Alejandra couldn’t sleep over the noise, and you heard the tv from Camilos telenovelas from downstairs. You wanted to cry yourself as you couldn’t get the baby to stop. Suddenly you heard footsteps, of course Camilo made his way upstairs. “Dios mio, why aren’t you doing anything?” Camilo stated. You didn’t have time for his antics, “I don’t know how to stop the crying!” you said desperately.
Camilo rushed over to you and took the child in his hands. He began humming a song which was familiar to you, ‘Dos Oruguitos. The babies hollering lowered, and before you knew it, the baby fell asleep. You watched in awe as Camilo cradled her in his arms. ‘For someone so rowdy and cruel, he is good with children’ you thought. You stood in thought, while watching Camilo place the baby in the crib. Once he did, he turned around to find you staring at him. “What?” he asked, once again putting his hands on his hips. You began to feel your cheeks warming up, and your heart beating two times faster.
Suddenly Camilo made a concerned face but kept his distance. “Are you feeling, ok?” he asked. ‘Like you would care’ you thought. “Yes, why?” you asked instead. “Your cheeks are flushed” he replied. You turned around and walked to the nearest bathroom. Once you got in there, you saw your flustered cheeks. You felt your head to make sure you were ok, but it didn’t feel warm. You waited it out for about two minutes, before your cheeks returned back to normal. You shrugged and walked out of the bathroom. You walked back into the room to find Camilo missing, as you heard the tv downstairs.
You walked downstairs and sat on the couch, farthest away from Camilo as possible. Within another twenty minutes you and Camilo fell asleep, exhausted from today. About thirty minutes passed before a knock on the door woke you up. Camilo was still passed out, but he seemed to be closer to you then before. You stood up before shaking Camilo out of his sleep. “Huh? What are you doing?” Camilo asked, rubbing his eyes. “The parents are here” you said, as Camilo stood up from the couch. You went to open the door, as Camilo followed.
“Hello Mrs. and Mr. Sanchez” you smiled. “Hello Y/N and Camilo, were the kids, ok?” Mrs. Sanchez replied. “They were angels” you replied, as you heard Camilo chuckle under his breath. “That’s great! Are they in bed?” Mr. Sanchez replied. “Yes, all of them” Camilo said, helping Mrs. Sanchez remove her coat. “That’s great, thank you both so much!” Mr. Sanchez said, reaching in his pocket. “Here is fifty bucks for each of you” he said, placing 50-dollar pesos in both of your hands. You and Camilo looked at each other, attempting to hold in excitement. “Thank you” you both said in unison. “Get home safe!” Mrs. Sanchez called as you both walked out of the house.
You took your phone out of your pocket and dialed your brother’s number. Once he finally picked up, you began to speak; “Hey Domonic, can you pick me up please?” you asked. “At this time of night? Why don’t you take the subway?” he asked, groaning. “Um, cause it’s dangerous and I’m only fifteen?” you replied, as Camilo snickered. “Ugh, just go to one of you friend’s house, like Mirabel?” he said, before yawning. You rolled your eyes, “Thanks a lot” you groaned. “Hey who signed that field trip form for you? Me! That’s right m-” you hung up before he could embarrass you anymore.
You groaned and tossed your head back. “Well then, c’mon moron” Camilo said beginning to walk. “Excuse me?” you called. “He said go to Mirabel’s house, so let’s go” he said, still walking. “With you? I’d rather risk my life and take the subway” you snapped. “Then do that, good luck” Camilo shouted, beginning to disappear in the distance. You crossed your arms and tapped your foot.
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