It started, surprisingly, with Aaron. Or, more precisely, with Aaron's girlfriend, a figure he was referring to as Theodosia. She, supposedly, attended a different school. Apparently their parents were friends, or something. No one really cared. No one really believed in her. The Burr/Hamilton rivalry was a passive aggressive one.

This was proven, once again, to be correct on one Monday morning when Aaron had arrived to school with a companion.

"Aaron!"

Aaron turned at the enthusiastic call to see Lafayette running towards him at top speed. Being, unfortunately, used to this he calmly stepped to one side as the tiny French whirlwind leaped at him, leaving the boy to land brutally face first on the grass.

John and Alex were, as usual, a small way behind. They were walking, thank god, but both had wide, goofy grins on their faces.

"Hey Aaron!" Alex stated (Alex managed to make everything a statement), "How was you weeke-"

"Is that a teddy bear?"

Alex initially bristled at John's interruption, but forgot all about it when he saw that his friend was right. His friendly grin turned into something more sinister.

"Why, Johny boy, I believe it is! Aren't you a bit too old for teddy bears?"

Aaron pouted and hugged the stuffed toy to his chest.

"It's not a teddy bear, idiot. It's a bunny."

Lafayette pushed himself up from where he had been groaning and whithering in the mud, now that it was obvious he was getting no attention. He looked closely at the rabbit. It was a chocolate brown, had a pink, heart shaped nose and dark, glassy eyes.

"Awww!" He exclaimed, "Ces't adorable!"

Alex groaned at the betrayal. "No Laf, it's not adorable. We're too old for teddy bears."

"I told you, it's a bunny, not a bear."

"Fine then Aaron, we're too old for stuffed animals."

John blinked, eyes wide, "But Alex, Shelby is a stuffed animal."

He was reffering to his stuffed turtle, Shelby, who traveled everywhere with him in his bag. The turtle used to reside in his pocket, but after a particularly emotionally scarring incident with a washing machine it moved.

Lafayette, too, was looking at Alex, a confused expression on his face.

"Oui," he said, "I have Georges Washington Lafayette, my stuffed kitty."

"Ok, Laf. Number one: never say kitty again. It's not manly. Number two: You named your toy after Mr. Washington? This is getting kinda creepy, dude. And number three: John, you know Shelby doesn't count. Shelby's cool."

Aaron bristled. "Hey, Theodosia's cool too!"

Alex stared at him, face blank with shock. "You named your toy after your 'girlfriend'" he made special care to emphasize his bunny ears on girlfriend, "that's even weirder than...ok so it's not even nearly as weird as Laf. But it's still weird."

"Theodosia was the one who gave him to me!"

"Oh, yeah, suuuuuuuure."

The topic of conversation was changed soon after that, and the rest of the day went without mention of Aaron's bunny. In fact, the rest of the week did, as Aaron seemed adamant on bringing the toy to school with him every single day. And, although Alex didn't like to say it, it was beginning to get to him. He had to take action.

It was an ordinary lunch break, and Alex and Eliza were sitting side by side on a bench. They were discussing Angelica and these kids in her class she had been complaining about: Samuel Seabury and George King, when, out of the blue, Alex changed the subject.

"Did you know Aaron's girlfriend got him a toy bunny?"

Eliza, used to Alex's rapid brain by now, went with the change. "Yeah, that's the bunny he's been bringing to school, right? I think it's adorable."

"The bunny or the gesture?"

"Both." The word came out as a dreamy sigh. Alex snorted sardonically.

"Yeah, well...you haven't got me a toy before."

A frown made its way to Eliza's face. "I thought you said we were too old for stuffed animals?"

"Nuh-uh!"

"Oh, ok."

They sat in silence for a while.

"Hey Eliza, did you know Hercules caught Jefferson torturing a poor, innocent kitten?"

"What! No!"

"Well..ok, no he didn't. But I wouldn't be surprised if he did."

And they were off again, all talks of bunny's once again lost to the wind. Or so Alex thought.

The next day was a Saturday, and so Alex and Eliza didn't see each other. They didn't the day after that either, a Sunday. On Monday morning, however, Eliza arrived at school with a surprise.

"Hey! Hey Alex!"

Eliza ran down the drive way of Yorktown School to meet her boyfriend, arms waving in the air and face splitting smile on face. In her hand she held a small, brown, stuffed puppy.

Alex gasped, and ran to meet her. The two met in a slightly painful hug, which lasted a few seconds before they pulled apart excitedly.

"Look Alex! I got you a puppy! It's name is Phillip, daddy says, 'cause that's his name! He said I could only buy it if that's what we called i-"

"Eliza!" Alex interrupted, but he then stopped speaking (for once) for a moment to pull her into another hug. They were both laughing, high on pure joy, as they fell into a bundle on the ground.

When the two of them arrived in the classroom, the role was already being called. They were late, covered in mud, and still giggling. Mr Lee, a substitute while Washington was sorting out a conflict involving George King and Angelica, sighed at the sight of them and gestured for them to sit, but they ignored him. Instead, they both ran to his desk at the front of the room, hand in hand, and scrambled up onto it.

"Everyone!" Alex yelled at the top of his lungs, "I have an anouncment to make!"

He stood on the table, looking all the student in the eye slowly. After a minute, Thomas spoke.

"Well, are you gonna announce it or what?"

"Thomas, shut your damn mouth! I'm getting to it! Everyone...Eliza is pregnant!"

Lee's head snapped up from the table immediately, so sharply that Alex and Eliza had to back away. Alex fell off the desk to the ground, only his grip on Eliza's hand stopped him for a brutal landing.

"WHAT!" Lee roared, face red.

Lafayette screamed shrilly and collapsed into a heap on the ground, and James ran to get a cup of water to pour on him. Hercules and Peggy erupted from their hiding spot in the toy cupboard, spilling toys everywhere. Peggy was crying hysterically. John stood and stared at his friend in shock. Thomes was laughing, wheezing more like, hysterically. He didn't even pause when he fell out of his seat and onto the floor. Lee was now in a ball under his desk, rocking back and forth and making small wimpering noises. James having poured cold water Lafayette to no avail, tried desperately to help Thomas to breath. It wasn't helping much, and the latter boys face was turning a dangerous red. Still, the laughing didn't cease.

Eliza was struggling to keep a hold of Alex.

"Eliza!" He was crying, "don't let go! Don't let go!" Eliza tried to tell him he was mere centremetres off the ground, but gave up when his screams reached a pitch that upset all wildlife within a kilometer radius.

Thomas was choking, unable to breath. James was crying, his sobs mingling with Peggy's. Lafayette was still unconscious, and Hercules was at his side shaking him desperately. The sink had been left on after James' heroic quest for water and was now flooding the floor, soaking the rainbow carpet to a murky green. Lee was still under the table. Aaron was repeatedly slamming his head into the wall.

And that was the precise moment that Washington arrived.

"What is going on here!"

"Sir! Sir!" Lee had scrambled out from under the desk and was now on his knees in front of Washington.

"Have fun, sir. Have fun with these...devils"

And then he was gone.

Washinton took in the sight of his class for a few further moments before letting out a booming cry.

"SILENCE"

The effect was immediate. The only remaining sounds were Eliza's grunts, at the strain of holding Alex, Peggy's occasional hiccups, the tap running and Thomas' choking breaths.

Thomas' choking...oh no.

Washington kept into action and turned Thomas onto his his side, where he hacked out his lungs. It was brutal, but he could now breath. The teacher then moved onto the tap, which he turned off. He threw a few paper towels at Aaron.

"Dry that."

The boy complied.

As Washington passed Lafayette and Hercules, he briskly instructed the conscious one to take Lafayette to the nurses office. He then reaching Eliza and Alex and...stopped. And stared.

"Alex," He said slowly, "you're a few centremetres off the ground."

"Oh."

"Yeah."

"Well."

"Eliza."

"Yes, sir?"

"Drop him."

"Wait no-"

"Yes, sir."

Eventually things turned out fine. Aaron had a nasty bruise on his head, Alex had a nasty bruise on his pride, Jefferson had a nasty sore throat and Peggy was scarred for life. And John had to be taken home after he showed no signs of waking up from his trance like, shocked state. But, there were no life threatening injuries, no fire, and only minimal flooding. It was a win.

Once it was cleared up that Alex had only meant that Eliza had gotten a stuffed toy for the two of them, stuffed toys became a phase. Theodosia and Phillip had frequent play dates, and Georges joined them when Lafayette began to bring him to school. It was a unanimous decision by the class to not tell Mr Washington the stuffed cat's full name.

It was kinda weird. Cute, ordinarily, but Laf had a strange fixation on the teacher...

Shelby never joined the play dates. As John explained, once he snapped out of his shocked, trance like state (which lasted almost a week), Shelby had no time for playing. He was a super spy, under the apprenticeship of Hercules and Peggy. But that's another story.

And things were fine.

Here's another one. It started a bit slow, sorry for that.

I'm thinking of writing a part two, where Phillip gets...well...you know-ed by George. Maybe not though, because i'm pretty sure there is already one on the blog.

Anyway, the next one is going to be shorter and either crack or fluff. I don't know.

Thank you for reading!