Misunderstanding Flipped 'Round {Coco, Héctor}

[Hamish/Hubert/Harris]

The “haul” wasn’t all that big, though it never had to be. It was a bit the Risk/Reward of it all. Mostly it was being Five. Princes even, who’s father thought the world of them, and that they were his legacy; as he did Merida too.

The three missed their family, but also were adaptable, as young kids.

The food around here, and on the carts, was Nine-times-out-of-Ten worth it too! Whatever they chose. It was tried and true Corn Dogs today.

“A little ov’ur...”, Harris whispered. Hubert, on the bottom of the pile of them, scooted a bit. Hamish reached over. A glance showed the man was distracted by a lady currently. Perfect! His tiny hand grabbed two corn dogs and handed them to Harris for safe keeping as he quickly grabbed another three even! Because he could!

Then the tower of Scottish princes came apart and they ran. Fact that there were five corn dogs, and so it was an uneven split, was math that they were not aware of yet and until that debate came up.

For the most part, the three got on well and any fighting would probably be minimal.

"Yea!", Hubert cheered as they rushed along, taking one of the corn dogs Harris held over to him. He bit it, the three looking for their next adventure (though if it was just enjoying the corn dogs that was fine).

Harris spotted it though. He suddenly paused, eyes widening. ”Merida!”. In fact Hubert ran into him because of it. After shaking that off, the other two looked to what had caught their brother's attention.

Honestly it was a miracle the three had gone this long without encountering the Merida of the Meet and Greets; timing had just always been on both’s side. And they were easily distracted.

Dropping their corn dogs, the three all rushed over now, to the side of the line of people, and Hubert cut in front of a girl about their age as they clambered towards their sister (they thought). Of course even without her backing up, they were going to quickly realize their mistake, but currently they were in advancing mode.

[Coco Rivera]

These parks she and her parents were stuck in now, on the other side of the barrier, with Miguel and Rosa, were just utterly fascinating! Now that Coco had gotten over her shock and fear, a bit, from her first day, she was able to take it in a bit better.

Of course, she felt being separated from Julio and Victoria right after being reunited, but...as her own experience (coming in close to a year later!) further backed up, perhaps they didn't notice on their end.

Coco hoped so. Only she truly understood what a sensitive soul Julio could be. He put on a good act for everyone else. She supposed there were similarities between him and her papá that she'd still gravitated towards, as it was said girls did, even with so little recalled of him.

Coco was also taking in this time given with Miguel and Rosa as well! They were both so little the last she actually, clearly, recalled being able to share time with them, back before memory loss hit, and before her short time recently before her own passing.

She had taken in fairy-tales as much as any little girl growing up (and a bit in their happy endings helping her hold onto the belief that her own papá would come back some day) and this section she walked through now just so fit their theme! Coco smiled to herself as she walked through, and before a slight commotion caught her attention. The Cast Members hadn't gotten to the dropped corn dogs (or disturbance) but then Coco was all but right behind the three.

"they're not good actors, maybe they should have got older kids?"

"i'm not sure that..."

Those in line chatted.

Something seemed to be going on at one of the princess greets Coco had heard about, and as she walked up, she saw a red headed princess backing away from three similarly red headed boys, she looked sorry even as she tried to explain. Somehow Coco instantly understood, maybe knowing too well the kind of hope they no doubt held, and with what little she'd heard of the parks.

Determined to help, all four, she put on her best grandmother's smile as she walked up, "Well, and what are you three preciosos doing?"

[Hamish/Hubert/Harris]

Character Integrity was an ingrained part of any 'Assistant' and Meet-and-Greet-Merida was doing her best at balancing that with all out emotional fairness. "Look, boys, I...I can't stay I...".

"Well, and what are you three preciosos doing?"

Salvation came a bit through the voice. The three turned, the distraction being just enough and other Cast Members coming in to further shut the situation down and the Merida-Meet-and-Greet would have a small wait to it.

The boys' five year old attention had been fully diverted anyway! Oh sure they would return to being disappointed, but for the moment...

"Is' a anafa' skeleton!", Hubert exclaimed. All three slowly walked up, recalling Imelda's hesitancy of them. Not that it had bothered them that much, but...this one just stuck them as one it would be a shame to startle.

"Hi...", Hubert shyly waved, while Harris gave a testing poke to her dress. Just to see if she reacted like the other one had.

[Coco Rivera]

Her try worked, and all three turned to her. Coco smiled; their stunned identical blue-eyed gazes were even cuter up close! She would never tell Tío Felipe and Oscar that they had competition in these three for cute pairs (or even threes!), and perhaps couldn’t really say when she hadn't seen pictures of them as boys, such being even rarer than her childhood, but felt they might!

It also worked to give the Cast Members the time they needed. Coco was still all about helping, but also helping these three and just enjoying being around them. They seemed calm enough, even as they walked up and one waved while the other poked her. Coco giggled, bending to pat his head and then bending nearer their level, enjoying again her more free movement.

She’d heard the one’s stunned words at her being another skeleton, albeit in a cutely foreign kid slurred accent. Stating by it that they’d met another.

Coco smiled again. ”Oh...are you three the little Diablos my Mamá mentioned when mentioning kids of the park”.

Mateo de Alva being next door had lead to brief mentions of the Parrs and other kids, and Imelda had half warned her and Papá about these.

Even with having just seen them at trying to mischief make, Coco smiled, and her tone as she asked this was half teasing, as she gave the one to have poked at her dress, Harris, a tickle. Giving a glance to the line, and people deciding if they would wait out the wait time, with some leaving, Coco figured both for the Cast Member's sake, and guests, maybe she should shuffle the three adorable triplets along.

Again, she was used to twins, what with her uncles and Benny and Manny, but three was just so cute!

"Well, I think I'll take the risk; how would you three like some helado, on me? Come on then!", she held out a hand each side, but let them figure how they would take them, "And I'm Coco by the way", she gave them her first name to go off of.

[Hamish/Hubert/Harris]

This skeleton didn't have a bad reaction to their pokes and, well, they wouldn't have expected her to mind the wave. Granted they were being much easier on her than they had been on the other. Her mother, apparently, as her words proved. Mama was pretty universal, whatever inflection was put to it and even if they themselves said Mum like their sister. Or Ma'am when in trouble, which was a lot of times.

None of them knew what a Diablo was, but...they got the idea and all three grinned between each-other.

"Yea", Hamish didn't even try to disguise the fact that they'd been trouble.

"But she was bein' no fun! Makin' us clean up", Hubert added in slight defense, before all three looked eager once more at the mention of what sounded like a treat.

"Wha's 'Eledo'?", Harris still asked curiously, and for all three, even as Hamish took her right hand, Hubert the left and Harris just took Hubert's.

"'amish"
"'ubert"
"'arris"

They rattled off their own names, their own dialect cutting the H also.

[Coco Rivera]

Coco couldn't help another small giggle as the one, possibly the oldest of the set, readily enough agreed to the fact that they had been trouble! Because Mamá had been "being no fun", they defended. Coco smiled again, the three were just too cute!

Of course it was her job to take Mamá's side, and remind them that they should behave, and do as she asked; but Coco hadn't always excelled at that herself, and had had her own rebellious streak, on the issue of dancing and Papá's memory; and more to the point, the issue was long dealt with, and to get five-year-olds to return to it and analyze their behavior was asking too much.

Coco was much more interested in answering their adorable question on what 'Eledo' was.

"Ice cream", she answered, they had to know of that by now, if they'd been here any amount of time, and even with how ancient they looked like they originated from. Papá had been right, it was sort of like being back in the Land of the Dead, for all the various times and places all put together.

They found a stall quickly enough, and Coco ordered three adorable Mickey Ice Cream Bars for the adorable princes, handing them over and then letting the boy walk beside her (but keeping an eye to make sure they did) as they were now too preoccupied to hold her hand, and as she aimed them all over towards a bench to sit. "So, you three really have no one here to watch you?", she couldn't help checking and asking.

[Hamish/Hubert/Harris]

Helado just sounded like a treat, the way this skeleton, Miss Coco, said it as well, still all three pairs of blue eyes widened with her answer.

"Oh yea'! We like ice cream!", Hubert said enthusiastically, though there was hardly a treat, frozen or fried or otherwise, around the parks they didn't like, and as long as it wasn't that place that was supposed to look like home (but was still too modern) trying to sell Haggis! The boys weren't sure if they got the recipe right, because they never tried either!

Miss Coco bought them three of the familiar (by now) shaped ice cream bars with chocolate over them, and the three munched in happily, figuring their little smiles and nods did for thanks.

This skeleton was way better than the other one!

They followed her over to the bench, and hopped up as much as they could. Of course even with how much better Miss Coco was than the other one, she had to ask the same question all adults seemed to get stuck on.

"So, you three really have no one here to watch you?"

After only a small glance of suspicion between them, Hamish answered, "Na' our sister was here, forever agu', but she wen' home". To their recollecting, this time, and not knowing about their other time, their parents had never made an appearance.

"But we're Inder-penden'!", Hubert assured.

[Coco Rivera]

"Oh yea'! We like ice cream!"

Coco laughed, she hadn't thought there was much risk of their not. They followed her very well enough over to the bench, despite all the warnings Mamá had given about them, but still, Coco caught that independent streak that was the root of any problem with obeying. Even she'd held some of it. Though these three seemed to have enough between them!

"Na' our sister was here, forever agu', but she wen' home"

Coco was not fooled by the nonchalant way it was said. Or the other one's next statement (Hubert had it been? Coco was good enough with keeping Benny and Manny apart and then there had been her twin tíos)

"But we're Inder-penden'!"

Coco held in her giggle at their cute accent and statements. "Oh I'm sure you are", she assured, and couldn't help sounding like a grandmother as she said it, but tried to not patronize. And also tried to not be too blunt as she went on, brushing aside one (Harris?) of their red-headed curls, "Still...it's sort of unfair you have to be...", she sort of pried for agreeing. Gently again.

[Hamish/Hubert/Harris]

"Oh I'm sure you are"

The reassurance didn’t really come off that way, and raised the three’s suspicions a bit. Miss Coco had seemed so nice before, but now sounded a bit like the other adults.

Hamish just slightly narrowed his eyes, the most suspicious, while Hubert and Harris glanced to each-other.

"Still...it's sort of unfair you have to be..."

Since she glanced to him, and ran a hand through his curls, Harris (who didn't know she even guessed out which one he was correctly) spoke for all three. ”Maba'”, he shrugged, "Bu' it's u'k", he smiled to Miss Coco again, just assuring, and not really too defensive; for the moment.

"Yea' we've been here...", Hubert went to add in the amount of years, but paused as he realized he didn't exactly know them. They started to run together, but a few. Two? "More than a whole year", he settled on. And they thought that whole year was without Merida too. Maybe.

They all just watched Miss Coco for her reaction to this to tell how much trouble she intended.

[Coco Rivera]

Coco saw the suspicious turn the three's look took on, or the one that was probably the oldest. She let herself smile a bit more, but struggled to not do so too much, reminded yet again of dealing with her twin great-grandchildren, though they weren't talking quite so well just yet before she left.

Harris didn't shy away from her running a hand through his hair, though, so they were only mildly suspicious perhaps, and as children had a right to be.

”Maba'...Bu' it's u'k"

Harris assured, and Coco let herself smile a bit more, before his brother answered as well. The one not glaring the most suspiciously.

"Yea' we've been here...More than a whole year"

"Oh...my", Coco's surprise at the fact was genuine, but she toned it down to just surprised, knowing how on edge they were about what they no doubt thought of as adult interference. She would have to creatively interfere, without them knowing she did...

So inviting them fully back to the family's hotel was out, they would see that for what it was.

"Well...what are some of your favorite places? Maybe you could show me a few of those?"

[Hamish/Hubert/Harris]

What little Miss Coco did say still sounded suspicious, or maybe all adults just sounded that way, but Hamish would say she was doing well enough at not...being thought a meddler. He would have liked her to look a little more impressed at their making it that long all on their own, but maybe--looking like the grandmother she no doubt was--she couldn't.

"Well...what are some of your favorite places? Maybe you could show me a few of those?"

Not even Hamish' quick thinking five-year old mind, who thought it knew the ways around all tricks adults might pull, could come up with something bad about that! They'd finally won her over to the idea that they were fine! He glanced to his brothers with an approving nod, Hubert and Harris nodding back.

Hubert then scanned their current spot for answers within that area. "Mostly the sweet stalls, and there's lu'ts!", he answered. Or the fried food too, though they'd just grabbed corndogs before "Merida" interrupted...

"Le's get her the powder cake!", Harris decided, wiggling down from the bench to try to find a funnel-cake stand for them, which wasn't too hard around here either.

[Coco Rivera]

Coco saw the still analyzing look the three shared. Oh...she just wanted to hug up all three so bad! But she refrained, seeing the proud little warriors they no doubt thought they were, and understanding how important that pride, and being taken seriously, was to kids. Miguel's gravitating towards a deep connection with her had been their both sharing secrets, if without knowing it, from the family but also Coco arguably spoiled her great-grandkids back before the cloudy fog of memory loss.

She was not surprised at all to learn these three gravitated towards "sweets stalls", and had a feeling what Powder Cake was, and to such ancient little boys. Pastries of all types and cultures were always appreciated by Coco as well! But beyond that, also letting these three cuties lead her around.

"Alright, lead the way!", she said, hefting herself to her feet, and smiling a bit at how easy it was. That was still not unappreciated after so long of mobility being hindered as well. She knew they hadn't pondered who would pay for that, and that it would be her, and was fully prepared with some of the money Mamá and Papá were so skilled at earning around here.

[Hamish/Hubert/Harris]

Taking great pride in this mission they had been given, if fully by themselves, the three lead the way over to where they believed the "powder-cake" stall to be. If there was one thing the boys made very good mental maps of, it was all the sweets in this place, but there were so many that sometimes they did run together.

"This way!", Hubert soon recalled though, and pointed, leading the way while Hamish and Harris each took one of Miss Coco's hands to lead her along. They reached the stall first, stacking on top of each-other, for Harris' blue-eyed gaze to peek over, this time meeting the stall runner's gaze. "We go's an ado'lt this time", he pointed back behind him at where Miss Coco was following, albeit slower. They weren't stealing this time, so no need to be run off.

It vaguely hit upon Harris (and his brothers) that their mother would be somewhat disappointed they hadn't been little gentleman princes and and helped lead her over, but Elinor knew not to expect too much from her boys even by the point in time when they'd left. That and she wouldn't know.

[Coco Rivera]

Two of the little dears were such little gentlemen and led her part of the way over, though Coco also didn't mind when they next left her to stack one on the other in a move they must use a lot to reach things (and when they shouldn't no doubt). Coco just watched, fascinated and amused, especially as Harris turned back to indicated her as their current guardian and fail-safe to being run off.

She chuckled and walked the rest of the way up. "Hola, How are you?", she greeted, "These three seem very intent upon some of your funnel cakes. Two orders, por favor". She would let the boys have one to themselves in unabashed spoiling which she just couldn't refrain from. The vendor nodded, replying back in in full Spanish in probably not showing off, but for her benefit as well, and with a slight context error that Coco would by no means hold against him.

In fact she nodded encouragingly and thanked him again, after paying of course...and before noticing he made another error in giving her three orders!

"Oh no...", she tried to point it out, but he just shook his head, telling her it was on the house, and in English, afraid of that context being scrambled too, though Coco would have understood.

Papá had tried to warn her about special treatment, and she'd already seen some of it. She thanked him (when it was clear he wouldn't change his mind) and decided that if the third order survived her current guides she would take it back with her. She then handed the triplets their own cardboard tray to share.

[Hamish/Hubert/Harris]

Funnel Cakes, that was the name of the sweets the three had found they liked so much. Of course they liked most sweets they came across, and didn't concern themselves with things like the name of things they mostly stole and didn't ask for anyway. Their current Grandma Guardian was useful though in getting it with minimal trouble.

She even got more without really trying!

All three's blue eyes went wide in astonishment! They just automatically assumed that meant two for them to share.

After Miss Coco got the treats, all four found their way to another bench to eat them, before the boys showed their other plan they were planning up. "D'ye like the fast carts around here? On the tracks?", Hubert asked, covered in powder, as were his brothers, as they finished up their tray and Hamish reached for the second.

"Yeah, we know a really fun one!", he added, "But we have tae sneak on, 'cause they say were too small, but they have tae let us go wif you!".

[Coco Rivera]

The boys made an absolute mess of themselves, and of course Coco wished she had some wet wipes or something to help them with that...though she wouldn't be one of those grandmothers who forcibly did such. Still she pulled one of her extra set of napkins she'd grabbed to start in gently on Hubert's little hands, noticing Hamish go for her second tray. Oh well, Mamá would understand when and if she had to explain how she had almost had some to bring back with her.

Hubert asked a question while she worked though. Fast carts? Oh of course that would be what they would call the roller coasters. Coco smiled. "Yes I do! It's been years since I could physically even think about riding one and even as a little girl they weren't quite so fast". In the era of her childhood, with their wooden coasters at fairs and such, that kind of speed would have been a recipe for disaster!

She would have asked if that was what they wanted to do next, but Hamish brought even more attention to his theft by speaking next.

"Yeah, we know a really fun one! But we have tae sneak on, 'cause they say were too small, but they have tae let us go wif you!"

Coco giggled, ruffling his hair, "Oh now please don't sneak on, that sounds unsafe, but sure I'd love to take you three on a ride safely once we finish up!". They seemed close to that with their eating pace anyway, and so Coco finished up her tray of funnel cake as well.

[Hamish/Hubert/Harris]

"Yes I do! It's been years since I could physically even think about riding one and even as a little girl they weren't quite so fast"

"Oh! Then ye gotta come!", Hubert said. Despite what the grandmotherly skeleton had just said, thought that that would be impossible didn't even occur to the second triplet, maybe off his own made up logic that didn't actually take it into account and just accepted that that wouldn't affect her if she was already a skeleton (no matter how on-point that thought might be).

Plus she'd said they could show her around, and that meant she could handle anything that entailed!

Plus, plus, plus plus...she was fun!

"Oh now please don't sneak on, that sounds unsafe, but sure I'd love to take you three on a ride safely once we finish up!"

Hamish, and his brothers, would have rolled their eyes at her mother, but he gave her an almost cheeky grin of childish ego and assurance that they were fine and nothing bad could touch them. Or they could handle anything bad that might.

With this encouragement, the rest of the funnel cake tray was finished off in a flash and Hamish and Hubert next each grabbed one of her hands with their own grubby ones to pull her along. "A'k come on!".

[Coco Rivera]

"Oh! Then ye gotta come!"

Coco gave a small smile, keeping her amusement at the three still to herself. If only she believed that that was as courteous as he came out--for her sake and riding one after so long--and not because these three needed a convenient adult to let them ride as often as they wished, as they had admitted to.

She was sure Abel had given her a similar cheeky grin to the one Hamish gave her once, when younger and a bit more boisterous, and so just smiled softly nostalgic as she nodded to their assertion they should go and stood, taking at least two of the little hands again and keeping an eye on the third. "Alright lead the way!"

<>

Coco only had a small moment of wondering over her plan when she saw the coaster they meant zipping about, before she next smiled, determined that she would enjoy this, and eager, as she'd said, to try out one of these modern coasters so she could then maybe tell Papá how it had gone and ride one with him or the kids!

And not that she thought Mamá wouldn't ride one...

There was a bit of a line, though, so she passed the time smiling down to the three before her once more. "So you three and a sister, how many others to your familia?", she asked, and didn't think it a bad topic despite how she had met them, and trying to find their sister again.

[Hamish/Hubert/Harris]

The three princes soon found the downside of having an adult as their Ride Guarantee. Oh yeah, they had to actually wait in the line and couldn’t just try to rush up on the ride...

Oh well, that was fine, and worth it in the end.

The three rocked either on their heels or otherwise swayed in little kid impatience, but Hubert and Harris (who's hands were held) didn't shrug out of the hold. Miss Coco held their hands lightly, not like she was trying to keep them in place, and...there was something nice in it.

"So you three and a sister, how many others to your familia?"

It could have been a bad topic to ask over, but somehow she seemed to understand the resiliency of kids and how enough time had passed that it wasn't really. They could also guess as to the word meaning family, since it almost was.

The fact that none of them had spoken ancient Gaelic since they got here, and instead the English the just knew upon arrival went completely over their heads. They just talked and understood those around them and that was enough.

"An' then u'r parents", Hubert answered.

"Da's fun, and Ma's...", Hamish paused tellingly as he searched for a word, even without her here knowing not to insult her.

Then out of the mouths of babes...

"Kin'a like yu'rs but not as bad", Hubert added.

"But she's not a skele'ten", Harris clarified.

[Coco Rivera]

"An' then u'r parents"

The boys answered. So just one other sister, not a bad set up of siblings, and even if the ages (and pairs) were spread out differently, that made three boys and one girl, like with Berto and Carmen! Oh and if these three had Missing Sister pangs, she just knew Rosa could easily fill in for them, though she'd never ask her great-granddaughter to do such in actuality, leaving it to her to decide, and even then in an only temporary way, she knew.

"Da's fun, and Ma's..."
"Kin'a like yu'rs but not as bad"
"But she's not a skele'ten"

Coco had already smiled at the first bit, and brutal honesty, and now did have to chuckle, small and hopefully not insulting. "Well I'm glad because that means you still have her", she said. Of course she realized they didn't at the moment, and maybe to make up for this fact and statement of hers, she gave each of the boys a light hug as they waited.

<>

"They're with me", she assured the ride operator as it was finally their turn before leading the boys onto the coaster, and ensuring their seat belts were fastened even before the announcement said to. "Would you believe they didn't have these when I was your age? We were just trusted not to fall off".

[Hamish/Hubert/Harris]

"Well I'm glad because that means you still have her"

Oh, right, she was a skeleton so...she was probably dead. That was something the boys knew, but kept forgetting, she just walked and talked so...alive. Of course they had seen their share of odd things, like their mother they were discussing being turned into a bear, as well as them! Though they just nodded, all three agreed that they were lucky to still have their mother, even if back in their own world. She had also almost became one that didn't know them! Never-mind if they would have followed suit and been "lost" too...

These were worries the Five-Year olds didn't usually worry over.

"They're with me"

Miss Coco said, the three nodding in both agreement as well as a bit smugly as they were then allowed to go up onto the ride.

"Would you believe they didn't have these when I was your age? We were just trusted not to fall off"

Three pairs of laughs sounded appreciatively to this sharing. That sounded like a good time, to have these cool types of rides and none of the annoying safety restraints! Of course Miss Coco not only buckled her own seat, but made sure they were buckled as well. Oh well, no one could be perfect. Before they could think too much on this (or how to escape the seat belts) the ride moved along. Having still snuck on their fair share of rides, the three princes raised their hands already, anticipating the whooshing!

[Coco Rivera]

Though it was probably against some regulation about them keeping their Hands and Feet in At All Times, such as Coco had already heard broadcast around here (and...again, safety protocol no one heeded in her day), the three immediately lifted their hands, perhaps in mimicking other kids around here, prior the ride moving. Coco just giggled again, though, and technically their hands were still in the cart, since their arms were too short for their fingertip to reach over the headrest.

The ride then took off. Thankfully they had chosen one of the milder coasters; if there had been one too many loops, Coco doubted if even her presence would have saved the boys from still being cut for a Height Requirement. Still it was fun! And faster than the wooden coasters she'd been on when their age!

Oh yes, she and Papá and possibly even some more of the family would have to come back and try this, and many other of the coasters about the parks!

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Once off the ride, the real crucial time came. Coco smiled over to the boys again, choosing her next few steps carefully. Would they come back to the hotel with her? Maybe if she was horribly sneaky about it...

Coco hated to do it, but...once they were near Papá, she knew he could convince them not to just run away (hopefully) and she and Mamá could see to them a bit.

"Ok, let's go see a place I love now...", Coco held out her hands for either set of tiny other ones (if she still had 2/3 of the set she didn't think the other one would abandon his brothers too easily even once they did get suspicious) before setting them off towards her hotel.

She expected them to get suspicious since Mamá had said she'd encountered them in the very kitchens of the hotel, and so was quick with the suggestion to ride the Elevator in a bid of placating the three!

<<As mentioned adding in a tag for Héctor and I guess he can encounter them in the lobby etc and help with getting them to the room if need by from there? If they get too close to the actual room now the three will get suspicious >>

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Héctor Rivera did what he did best when he was inspired, the songwriter would grab a piece of paper and a pencil and wander about - not past the lobby in order to please Imelda, of course - in order to write music that inspired him, a melody in his head that would play that he absolutely had to write down. The gardens helped, but also the piano playing in the lobby helped, too. 

"No, no.. that is rushing a little bit.." The skeletal musician mused to himself as he began erasing some musical notation that he had been drawing on staff upon his paper, breaking it up a little more and deciding to change the timing of the song. "Ba..da..da..da..pam.." He sang softly to himself as he began scribbling the notation with the proper meter signature to measure the timing of how many beats this part of the song would have properly added onto it. 

Though he did not have ears anymore, Héctor still had the sensitive ear that gave him the knack for playing any song by just hearing it, much like Miguel did. In this case, his hearing picked up a tone of voice that he knew well in his heart by now, one that immediately made the devoted father perk up his head away from music: the voice of his daughter, Coco. 

"Hey Coco! Want to-?" Just as he drew closely towards her with a grin, hoping to invite her to sing along to some music that he had been writing, he noticed the three ginger triplets next to her! "Oh, hey! Trillizos! (Triplets!)" Héctor remarked as he folded the paper in his purple vest pocket. He was used to twins by now, given that it ran in the family with Imelda's brothers and Berto and Carmen's twin boys, but he was not used to triplets! "What are you doing with these guys?" He commented to Coco as he knelt down before them, noticing that they were dressed like little men with those belts and treating them as such. "I like your outfits!" Leave it to Héctor to be intrigued about the kind of dress style that they were into. If he should ever find himself in a desperate situation where he would need to wear a kilt, you can be sure that this skeleton would be opened to trying it out.  

"I'm Héctor!" Still bent down to greet them, the tall skeleton extended his skeletal hand out to each of them separately. "Well, any amigos of Coco's are friends of mine!" Much like he learned from Imelda's twin brothers, they were separate identities, of course.  "What do you say, muchachos? Want to play some music?" He automatically invited them to join in too! He was so used to treating strangers like they were a part of his family, that he said this in such a casual way. "We could always use more guys on the panderos! (tambourine-like instrument) We'll make it a Son jarocho, eh?!" (Mexican style of song from Veracruz)" The musician was excited already! Getting to hear his music that he had written down would give him a perspective on how he wanted to sound and if he wanted to do any changes.  

Suddenly, with a glance at Coco, it occurred to Héctor that they probably came with Coco for a reason. "Ohh, but you guys are actually here for the pan dulce, no? You guys came for the sweet bread and cookies, eh?" He grinned his gold-toothed smile, knowing exactly that Imelda had some readily available.. always, actually, given that he had a history with eating them when he was alive and it had been only recently that he had started eating them again after spending most of his afterlife without any offerings. Lucky for these boys, he was used to sharing! "Okay! C'mon! We'll just take some to go then get started on the music!" He whistled for them to hurry up, much like he would to Miguel. "Come on, keep up muchachos!" The tall skeleton called to them as he held the elevator for Coco and the boys in order for them to get to their room. 

[Hamish/Hubert/Harris]

Hamish just gave her a mildly suspicious look, before going with it and taking one of her hands. Hubert took the other and Harris took his. They had been to the hotel they approached before, though it took a while for the When to click. Oh...that other one...

"Wait...", Hamish didn't even get to voice his concern before Miss Coco mentioned that the box on the other side of the lobby was like a ride as well. The boy glanced to it suspiciously, feeling like he had to make the decision for his brothers on if it was fun or a trap. It...looked fun...

"Hey Coco! Want to-? Oh, hey! Trillizos!"

He still hadn't decided, before one of the other skeletons approached. How many where there? Hamish wondered, just curiously. He bent down to their level and commented on their kilts and sashes. "Thank ye'", Hamish said, for once recalling manners like their mother would want them to.

"They're Clan DunBroch", Hubert added. Clan pride being one of the few lessons they had actually taken in, as long as their father didn't ramble in telling of Famous Battles. Since he tended to tell the same ones.

"I'm Héctor!"

He shook each of their hands. Not something a lot of people did, though the three also didn't mind being lumped together. Not yet anyway. "Hamish", "Hubert", "Harris", they gave their names in their turn.

"What do you say, muchachos? Want to play some music?"

There hadn't been a distinct plan, beyond riding the fancy box, and...it sounded fun. After a silent glance at each-other, Hamish nodded for the group again. "Ye got bagpipes?", Hubert asked. Those were fun to squeeze!

"We could always use more guys on the panderos! We'll make it a Son jarocho, eh?!"

"Wha's that?", Harris asked, and didn't clarify if he was asking about the instrument or the music.

"Ohh, but you guys are actually here for the pan dulce, no? You guys came for the sweet bread and cookies, eh?"

Three nods answered this, even if it hadn't been offered yet and quickly followed him over towards the elevator.

[Coco Rivera]

As it turned out, Coco needn't have bothered so much with trying to get the boys onto the elevator; they didn't need to go all the way up to the hotel room to gain Mamá and Papá's help with watching the little niños, Papá was already down in the lobby, working on songs. Coco loved both to help sing along and also just sit and listen as he did such; but right now they had a mission, even if Papá might not realize it.

Or maybe he did, the way he jumped in to help before she even had to take him aside and whisper that she was trying to keep them out of trouble. Of course Papá was also just good with kids, both those of their family and not, as she had already witnessed in what little she'd seen of how Dash Parr looked up to him.

Coco smiled, and gave a small, discreet giggle as the three followed Papá over to the elevator even more eager now, before following as well. "I thought I'd keep them out of trouble, and this will probably work, for a bit", she whispered in the span of time she had as they investigated the buttons, before gently reaching over to stop Hamish from sending them to the basement. "No, no, our hotel room is up", she smiled.