CocoxJulio ~No Music?! Part 2.

Part 2 for this was requested. Enjoy! :3

Coco's P.O.V:

"A-Are you sure this is a good idea Coco?" Julio asked me, feeling uneasy.

"Yes I am Julio, mama would love to see you." I replied certain.

"A-Are you sure she wouldn't remember what happened before?" Julio asked me.

I sighed.

"Listen..Let's just forget about that, come on!" I said, grabbing his hand, leading him inside our shoe store.

"Mama! I'm home!" I replied.

"Oh Coco!" Mama said, wrapping her arms around me, but I could feel her glaring at Julio behind my back.

"And, what is this boy doing here?" Mama asked concerned.

"Oh! Umm, mama, you remember Julio right?" I asked.

Mama nodded, her hands on her hips.

"H-Hola." Julio said.

"Hola Julio." Mama said, sorta with the glaring tone.

"So, is there a reason he's here?" Mama asked me.

"Yes mama, Julio would love to help us make shoes! Right Julio?" I asked him, Julio nodded.

Mama looked at me, then at Julio.

"Julio, can we talk in private please?" Mama asked him.

Oh no..

Julio's P.O.V:

Mama Imelda guided me to the storage room and closed the door so Coco wouldn't hear us.

"Listen here Julio, you know the Rivera's have a strict ban on music, right?" She began.

I nodded.

"So, if you want to help us, and maybe in the future be my daughter's husband if you want. You must have no interaction with music!" Mama Imelda declared.

I gulped, music was such a big part of my childhood, my familia loved it, it was like a loving tradition for us. But since I loved Coco so much, I had to let it go, like, saying goodbye to a part of my childhood. With a heavy sigh I nodded to mama Imelda's declare.

"Here Julio." Mama Imelda said, handing me a working outfit.

"Get changed and we'll get started with you making your first shoe with us, Coco can help you.." She trailed off.

"Oh and Julio, remember what I told you, no music!" Mama Imelda said, and with that she closed the door and went out to meet Coco.

I sighed, and I felt sad, I couldn't interact or think back to my musical childhood in Santa Cecilia. But again.. This is for Coco.

That's when my life with no music and just making shoes began, for Coco and me.

A/N: That's the end of this! Hope you liked it! :3

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