Hello ladies and gentlemen. I have been reading these stories for a few days now. And there's just not enough, most of them has been discontinued. So I thought of giving it a shot.

So here my take on the founding fathers watching the musical.

I own nothing but my Oc that I will used as a bit of a guide. Everything else of belongs to the rightful owners the remarkable Lin-Manuel Miranda.

Enjoy.

Hamilton Crew and Composer and Fan Meet

Lin-Manuel Miranda opened his brown eyes with a pained moan. He put his hand to head before looking around. He definitely wasn't home anymore, he was lying on a large couch. In some room made of more couches and love seats that made up a huge simi-circle. In front of the seats was a screen as wide and tall as the ones in the theaters.

"Where am I?"

There was a giggle before were a bright light much like the one that he saw before he ended up here. As the light faded, in its wake stood a girl around twenty years old with pale skin much like Lin's. She had black mid-back length hair that was styled in a ponytail that stopped just above her butt, with some strings of curly hair falling on the sides of her face.

She wore a black spaghetti strap tank top with A gold Hamilton Musical logo on the front. Dressed in coffee skinny jeans with rips on the legs and knee length black boots.

"Don't be alarmed Mr. Miranda."

Lin was about to start ranting off questions when there were another flash of bright light. Followed by a bunch of yells. Lin looked like he seen a ghost when he saw a figure that he thought he would never have seen until he died.

"Alexander Hamilton?"

The brown hair man stood and straighten his jacket before turning brown eyes towards the man who addressed him. "Yes...who are you?"

"My name is Lin-Manuel Miranda, sir. It's a pleasure to meet you."

The girl couldn't help but burst into a fit of laughter. "Oh gods. This is going to be amazing!"

"Um...who are you and why aren't you wearing a corset?"

Angelica. The girl made a mental note before taking a deep breath. "My name is Anna Sinclair. I brought you all here.." Anna said pointing at the historic figures. "To watch a musical about our very own." Anna placed a hand on Lin's shoulder. "And he's here because he wrote the play. It's only necessary that he join the ride too."

"Alright. So who's this musical about?" Thomas Jefferson questioned.

Anna looked Lin who in turn looked at the group in front of them.

"Alexander Hamilton."

"Really! Why!?" yelled Madison and Jefferson.

Burr rolled his eyes and crossed his arms. "And they said that I'm insufferable."

"Okay!" Anna grinned. "Roll call. George Washington!"

"Here comes the general!" Lin added with a laugh along with Anna.

Washington raised a skeptical eyebrow before just raising a hand.

"The Schuyler Sisters!" Anna called.

"Here!" the three sisters raised their hands.

"Hamisquad!" Anna giggled before adding. "Alexander, Laurens, Herc and Lafayette!"

The four men cheered which caused the sisters, Madison and Jefferson to rolled their eyes as Washington sighed.

"Lastly, Aaron Burr, sir." Anna finished with a giggle.

Burr just stared before raising a hand.

"Okay. Now that-"

Another flash of bright light that faded as soon as it came.

"What about him?" Laurens asked pointing to the area where the flash was.

Anna followed Laurens gaze to stare into the eyes of the one and only Philip Hamilton. The first. "Philip!"

Philip smiled lightly and gave a small wave. "Um...hi. Where am I?"

Anna pulled out a tablet before looking up. "Your Philip Hamilton from year 1797 before your dad wrote the Reynolds Pamphlet."

Eliza looked at her husband who shrugged.

"You're currently in the year 2017. Practically three hundred years into the future. We're going to watch a musical about your father."

Anna turned to Laurens who was looking at Alexander with a longing in his eyes. Anna frowned before placing a hand on Laurens, causing him to look at her. "You're from the year 1780. The year before the battle of Yorktown."

At the mention of the battle of Yorktown, the revolutionaries cheered.

"The rest of you wonderful people are from the year 1789 before the first cabinet meeting." Anna took a deep breath before falling back on a couch. "Sit, sit."

Lin and Philip sit on large couch with Anna. To their left was Hamilton, Laurens, Herc and Lafayette. To their left was a couch with Washington and Burr. Then a couch with the sisters. To their left was a love seat with Madison and Jefferson.

"Alright. Let the fun begin..." Anna grinned as the lights in the room dimmed and the intro music for the first son started up.