Shocked was putting it lightly. Imelda was worried and also a bit furious. Wondering what idiotic stunt her great great grandson managed to wind up in the Land of the Dead again. Héctor was a mixture of worried, shocked, and delighted. Delighted to see Miguel again, but shocked that he was there, and worried about how he got there.
"Ay.." Héctor looked from Imelda, to Miguel and then to the mumbling crowd,"Lo siento everyone. It uh seems we have a family matter to handle." He said, beckoning Miguel to follow them backstage. Once they were backstage he wasn't sure whether to hug him or ask him what he was doing there.
He was ready to do both, but Imelda beat him to it. We, the asking him what he was doing there part anyway,"Miguel Rivera!" Imelda barked sternly, glaring down at the nervous boy,"What have you done this time?" She asked..already knowing it wasn't good. Judging by the nervous look Miguel had she knew he'd done something pretty naughty.
"Did you steal from the dead again Chamaco?" Héctor asked.
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