Okay, here's a one-shot requested by two people! I hope you guys enjoy this!
Laurens and Lafayette both entered the house Washington was staying in cautiously, not knowing if Washington was in the middle of a meeting. They had both been called there to discuss where to attack British troops, but it seemed that Washington was busy at the moment.
"Want to see something cool?" Laurens asked Lafayette after a minute of indecision.
Lafayette, always eager to learn more about American culture, nodded excitedly. "Of course!"
Laurens pointed to an ugly cyan rug with gold arrows on it. "Follow my lead."
Laurens shuffled his feet on the carpet as hard as he could, and Lafayette did the same thing. The continued to do this until they could almost see the electricity crackling around them.
Grinning with anticipation, Laurens lifted one of his arms in Lafayette's direction.
"Alright, now touch my hand."
Neither of them expected what happened next.
Lafayette reached out and touched Laurens' hand, sending a strong electric shock through both of them that forced them back and onto the ground.
The two of them quickly sat up painfully.
"Well, usually electric shocks aren't that strong..." Lafayette trailed off as he realized what was wrong.
"Merde," Laurens muttered.
Lafayette struggled to get to his feet. "I'm pretty sure rugs aren't supposed to be able to do this! We have to switch back before Washington sees us!"
Laurens raised an eyebrow as he stood up. "Really? Are you scared?"
Lafayette switched his opinion faster than Burr could. "Of course not!" Lafayette sniffed, looking offended. "I could easily last a day as you!"
Laurens raised an eyebrow. "And what if you can't?"
"I'll... Stop telling you turtle facts for a week. And you?"
"I'll give up rapping for a week."
"Alright then. Good luck!"
Just then, Washington walked into the room, causing Lafayette and Laurens to turn around with looks of shock and horror.
Confused by their looks, Washington spoke cautiously. "It seems the British will be staying put for a while, so we don't need to plan just yet. We'll find more information and call you two back when we're ready. You may leave."
Lafayette and Laurens nodded and quickly ran out of the room.
As soon as they were out of earshot, Laurens said, "It feels, how you say, weird not having a French accent."
"I'd suggest that you don't say 'how you say' so often or people will realize you're not you."
"Oh, okay..." Laurens suddenly jumped like he had been shocked. "I just remembered! I have a meeting with Hercules in an hour!"
"Oh yeah, I have a meeting with Alexander, too!"
"We have to switch back!"
"Really? Can't take the heat?" Lafayette smirked.
"Of course I can, I just-"
"It's fine, I won't ruin your social life."
"How do I know I can trust you?"
"You can't. "I'll see you tomorrow morning!" Lafayette ran off without another word.
(Awkward scene change)
Laurens had to take a moment to think how on Earth did I get myself into this.
He was sitting at a table in a local pub with Hamilton, who was staring at him excitedly.
"So," Hamilton announced, quietly so only Laurens could hear it. "If anyone asks, we're just friends."
"We're in the middle of a bar. We, how y-" Laurens realized his mistake and fixed it. "We blend in perfectly."
Hamilton raised an eyebrow and let out a snort of laughter. "You're turning into Lafayette."
"Yeah..." Laurens mumbled, mostly to himself, "Something along those lines..."
"Anyway, do you want to get something to drink or do you just want to talk?"
Laurens paused. Afraid that he might give himself away if he talked while drunk, he said, "Let's just talk."
"Alright." Hamilton still ordered a drink.
"So," Laurens asked as they waited for the drink to arrive, "how's your latest essay coming along?"
"Oh, it's coming along great!" Hamilton began a very long rant on how the British were terrible, only pausing every once in a while to drink from the shot that had just been placed next to him.
Laurens nodded vehemently every so often, barely keeping up with the speed at which Hamilton was talking, and wished that the next day would come sooner.
"Don't you think we'll get in trouble?" Lafayette asked, although he climbed over the fence with Mulligan without thinking twice.
"Oh, we'll be fine. They never check on the horses." Mulligan strode confidently over to the stables, a spring in his step. "Anyway, I thought it might be fun to go for a little ride."
"Sounds great!" Lafayette exclaimed. Although, he thought, I'd prefer turtles. At least they don't poop as much as horses.
"Alright, then! Pick a horse, any horse!"
"Uh..." Lafayette froze awkwardly. "...That one?" He pointed at a muscular dark brown horse. "Because it looks like you."
Mulligan laughed. "Okay, then!"
Lafayette just tried to smile awkwardly as Mulligan got the horse because he had no idea what he was doing, he wished they had just swapped back and he wanted to be on his date with Hamilton and he was going to mess this up so bad-
Little did Lafayette know, Laurens was thinking just about the same thing.
Hamilton was definitely drunk now. Laurens was hoping he would just pass out so he could spend the rest of the night doing nothing, but Hamilton instead stared at Laurens.
"Hey, do you want to go leave?" Hamilton started to wiggle his eyebrows as he spoke.
"Uh..." Laurens' voice was considerably higher, but Hamilton didn't seem to notice. Laurens desperately tried to think of an excuse to get away, but in the end all he could come up with was, "I need to use the bathroom."
"Okay, have fuuuun..." Hamilton didn't even question it.
Heaving a sigh of relief, Laurens slipped out of the pub and started thinking. Where did Mulligan say he was taking me?
Oh right, he said it was a surprise.
Great.
However, Laurens knew if Lafayette and Mulligan weren't in the pub, they were near the horses. He never understood why Mulligan liked horses so much.
Laurens ran to the stables as fast as he could, and arrived at the gate just as Mulligan was getting out his horse.
"L-Lau-Lafayette," Laurens wheezed, his breath gone from running. "Um- can, can we talk for- for a minute?"
Lafayette said "I'll just be a minute" to Mulligan and hopped over the fence, a disturbingly large grin spreading across his face as soon as he knew Mulligan couldn't see it.
"So," Lafayette said, smiling. "Finally give up?"
Laurens grumpily mumbled something incoherent and shuffled his feet as they walked.
Lafayette continued to egg him on. "I really thought you could last longer."
"It's hard to do that when Hamilton is drunk."
"He gets drunk every other day, Laf."
Lafayette pushed open the door to Washington's quarters, still smiling. He shuffled his feet on the carpet and watched Laurens do the same. "I'm going to be glad to have my own body back."
"Same," Laurens snorted. He rolled around on the carpet, trying to hide the shame on his face from losing the bet.
"And maybe we learned some meaningful life lessons, too."
Laurens sounded incredulous. "Really? Like what?"
"Like, don't swap bodies with your friend or else everything will go wrong."
"That would be a good life lesson if this didn't happen to nobody but us."
"Good point."
The two grabbed each other's hands and were momentarily engulfed by the light blue electricity before they both fell down.
"Again?" Lafayette grumbled. "My back still hurts from the last time we fell."
Laurens stretched his arms, smiling. "It feels nice to have me own body again. But yeah, I could do without the back pains."
Lafayette smiled. "Now, I believe you have to give something up."
"What?" Laurens was clearly confused. "But it was your mind who lost..."
"...My mind, which was in your body. So I believe that means that you have to give up rapping for a week."
"Oh, come on!"
Lafayette grinned and ran out of the room tossing the words, "Sorry, but rules are rules" behind him.
Laurens, not about to let him get away with anything, started to run after Lafayette, leaving the electron carpet alone in the growing darkness.
