"Misfit...that's all she's ever known."
//Seasons 1-4//
//Alex Alvarez x OC//
//1st person, sorry//
at some point:
#1 Alex Alvarez
#1 One Day At a Time
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Aria's POV
I knocked on the Alvarez's door, while Schneider stood next to me holding a chair he was planning to use for the Alvarez kitchen table. Penelope opened the door, smiling at me and rolling her eyes at Schneider, before letting us inside.
"Hey, guys, you're in luck. I finally found a vintage store that had a chair that matches your dining set." Schneider said, making his way further into the apartment
"Why do we need an extra chair?" Penelope asked
"It's not really extra. There's six of us." He said putting the chair down at the table
They all gasped, once the moved chair revealed a message on his T-shirt
"I know. It's not a perfect match. But it's hardly the sorest thumb in this room." He said, confused as to what they gasped for
"Not the chair! What the hell are you wearing?" Penelope asked
"I did not know he was wearing that." I added, reading his shirt multiple time
"Oh. Che Guevara? Yeah. Viva la revolución, am I right?" He said, finally realizing what their gasping was for but not understanding they weren't happy with it
"You are wrong." Lydia snapped with a small glare
"Do you have any idea.." Alex started
"I got this. Do you have any idea..." Elena said with a louder tone of voice
"Kids, relax. Do you have any idea what this comemierda did?" Penelope asked, before picking up where her kids left off
"Grew an awesome beard and modeled for T-shirts?" Schneider asked
"Oh, Wow." I said, sitting down in the small arm chair
"First of all, He wasn't even Cuban!" Penelope began the family rant
"He was Castro's right hand man." Lydia continued
"He burned books. He banned music. He personally oversaw execution squads. He was a mass murder." Elena said
"But..he has a cool hat." Schneider whispered
"It's like if you walked into a Jewish home wearing a Hitler shirt." Penelope compared
"Or into Taylor Swift's home wearing a Kanye shirt." I said, laughing at my own joke
"Oh, my god! You guys, I am so sorry! I had no idea." He gasped taking off his shirt
"We forgive you, Schneider. We know that sometimes you are a bobo and don't know what you're doing." Lydia said hugging him
She started rubbing his bare chest and I had to look away in disgust. Everyone else seemed uncomfortable, especially Schneider himself
