Hi yall !! Thinking about Alejandro in the states. And he meets the love of his life there because she burns his mouth. 

He's homesick. He’s usually away from home but at least he’s in Mexico most of the time. But the states suck and they’re nothing like home. 

He's hungry too. And he’s sick of MREs fast food and hotel breakfast. But a starving man would dirt so he’s walking to the nearest McDonalds when he sees the truck. 

A big ol p30 painted black with rainbow calaveras and a luchador eating a taco. There’s a mom and four kiddos and the truck is bouncing from the people inside? 

The door opens up to a girl looking like a 50’s Cola ad in a long black skirt to her calves and hair braided with a bandana catching sweat in the hot truck, bounding out of the truck to get tackled by the youngest two. She hugged the babies who danced with her to the music that got louder when the door opened. 

La Chona filled his ears and he smiled. That explained the bouncing of the truck the people had been dancing inside. 

The family had been distracted when the girl caught the handsome soldier smiling at her teaching the babies how to step with the music and she burst into embarrassed laughter. 

She got back in the truck and mom moved to let the young man place his order. He stepped up to the window and greeted her with a smile and a “hola señora, buenas tardes-” to be interrupted by her stepping back and giving him a hand motion that said wait.

“Daddy, he speaks spanish” 

“So do you.” the dad replied not giving her any help

“No-”

“Take his order mija he’s gonna leave”

She knew her dad wasn’t going to help her so she turned to the man and smiled apologetically. “Uh lo siento soy no sabo?” she said, searching for the proper response. She was pretty sure she apologized incorrectly.

“Right?” she asked her dad who shrugged and laughed at her struggling. 

“Um qué quieres?”

“I’ll take a number seven” he smiled

The men of the truck roared in laughter “Oh of course” she huffed, frustrated she should have just asked in the first place if he spoke english. She smiled anyway though and asked him about sauces. 

“¿Qué es el asesino?” he asked with a snort

She smiled and leaned down as if it was some big secret “The hottest salsa in the west. Me and my Lita make it ourselves. Supposedly it’s the cause of death for John Disp, a grown man.” she giggled as she finished telling how it got the name.

“Oh now I have to try it.” he grinned

“Ya sure? Don’t wanna ruin your day.”

“I can handle it.” she laughed at him. 

Her brother packed the man's five tacos, rice, beans and fork with the killer salsa for him. She gave him one last warning and he laughed it off so she traded him the dish in exchange for twelve dollars. 

He sat down to eat his food feeling less homesick seeing a big family when he felt eyes on him. All eight members of the family were watching him waiting for the first bite with salsa, the girl standing with an extra large cup of horchata over ice. He laughed to himself and took the bite. 

Just to be cocky he piled a lot on his first bite “¡CHINGADA MADRE!” and the whole family cackled. The girl went up to him holding the horchata which he all but snatched to drink down. 

Still laughing and wiping tears the girl asked if he’d like some sour cream “Yes! Fuck, now!” he was breathing through his mouth and had tears rise. 

One of the babies came up with a small lidded container of sour cream which he snatched to let melt on his tongue. Another one of the babies brought him napkins. He wiped his nose and took another swig of horchata. He was fine after that but the sting was still there. 

The mom took the kids back in the car after and the brother and dad went back to the truck. “What in the fuck do you even put in that? Jesus.” 

She laughed, wiping more tears “I grow the serranos and cilantro” she said a little proudly.

“Oh so they’re bred to kill?” 

“Something like that” she smiled but had to head back to the truck as a new customer appeared. 

The colonel finished his meal being mindful of how heavy he placed the salsa on his food. When the other customer was sitting eating their food he placed a put in the tip jar. “Para la horchata.” and left back to his hotel with a full stomach and a smile.

Hii y'all okay so this is my first like actual fic be nice plz. Will never proof read anything

Y'all okay so I'm having some thinkies right. but thinking about Wingman!Soap and Shy!Gaz they're so cutie. Soap is smart too or whatever but his brain is a little too filled with demolitions to be paying attention to science but not his best friend keeps straight A's and keeps his momma proud Gaz. And Soap is definitely more out going than Gaz he'll go sit by the nice girls that are a little too dense to realize he's there to cheat off their papers and he makes stupid commentsnand jokes that make the class period less dull. And Gaz is just sweet and does his work not causing Mr. Matthew any issues. They always sit togethor at the lab tables where poor Gaz does all the work and at the desks Gaz leans to the right as best he can with his paper at the left corner to make it easier for Soap to copy. Those nice girls were sitting done with the lab work and working at their desks in the book. Coming back from the lab tables Soap passes your desk on the right and nudges your textbook off the desk and before you can pick it up Gaz on the left put it back on your desk for you. Saldy you missed how Gaz's ears got hot and how Soap grinned at the "that's rizz" comment and the laughs from the girls sitting behind you. You and your nice friend asking for help and not just the answers and Gaz insisting you just take his paper because they all have the same question so the answers are the same too, and you still say no because "I can't cheat off you" with your kind smile. Soap acting dumber than he is and asking outloud the answers when the teach is out of the room and Gaz saying them loud enough for you and your nice friend to hear and copy down less guiltily. You ended up aceing your test because Soaps loud mouth giving all the answers helped everyone around him understand better. You got a note on your test from the teacher on your test that said "no doodles!" about the Gaz and Soap names with hearts around them.

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