Before you read the story, please look at this! It's important!
I am really sorry about this, but I can't do any more requests. Some because they're not possible in the story (ie; swapping after Ham and Jeff have already swapped since Jefferson took away the rug directly after that), and some because I just don't feel very enthusiastic about writing them. I only write well when I like what I'm writing (though that doesn't mean some of the requests are bad, I just have a weird taste in things). Another reason that I can't do it is that I'm actually working on some other crossovers and non-crossovers (all of them- yup, you guessed it- Hamilton).
Plus, I'm just really tired and lazy so i don't feel like making more ^^'
However, I hope you enjoy this request- actually requested by multiple people, just like the previous one.
(and i am so sorry i took so long to make it.)
Washington was starting to regret "Bring Your Child to Work Day."
It had been quiet enough when the first few cabinet members arrived. Hamilton had just brought his son Philip and Jefferson had his daughter Mary. Then Mary and Philip started a debate over whether dolls or toy soldiers were better, which quickly turned into a very heated argument. Jefferson and Hamilton looked very proud of their children and didn't try stopping them, so the noise just increased.
Then everyone else started arriving, many of who didn't seem to have understood that "child" is singular and not plural. Some people had brought along all of their children, which sometimes meant up to ten kids.
Soon all of the children were running around and shrieking at the top of their lungs, and Washington had to step out of the room to take a break before the extreme levels of sound gave him a migraine. He quickly walked out and closed the door behind him, which instantly muted the noise.
Washington let out a relieved sigh and closed his eyes, leaning against the door.
"Hello, Mr. Washington!"
Startled, Washington's eyes shot open and he stiffened, looking for the source of the noise. He looked down and saw Philip, Hamilton's son, staring up at him cheerfully.
"Is this your house?" The nine-year-old asked excitedly, looking around the room as he spoke. "I wanna explore all of it!" He suddenly ran off down a hallway.
"Wait!" Washington exclaimed, but, Philip had already disappeared past a corner. Washington followed, knowing Hamilton would kill him if he lost his son.
Philip ran into a room and immediately spotted the cyan rug on the floor.
"It's a fluffy carpet!" Philip exclaimed, starting to shuffle his feet on the carpet. Washington was at the door, staring at Philip.
"Uh, Philip," Washington said awkwardly, "it's time to go back to your father."
"Wait wait wait!" Philip said, "I have a surprise for you!" He hopped off the carpet and ran up to Washington, grinning. He lifted up a finger and tapped Washington's arm, sending an electric shock through both of them.
Philip fell over and Washington stumbled as they were shocked, and they both had to take a moment to figure out what had happened.
"Wow, I grew!" Washington exclaimed, a strangely childlike quality to his voice.
Philip stared up at Washington, shocked. "Wh-What- How?" He managed to stammer.
Washington seemed to have noticed that they had swapped bodies as well and was trying to figure out what it meant.
"Wait... So if you're president... And I'm in your body... Then does that mean I'm the president?"
(If Washington=President and Philip=Washington, then Philip=President)
Philip tried to keep the panic out of his voice. "Philip," He said shakily, "Stay right where you are."
Washington decided not to stay right where he was. He let out an excited laugh and ran out of the room and down a hallway. Philip tried to follow but realized his legs were far too short to keep up with him.
Philip was really starting to regret "Bring Your Child to Work Day" now.
He headed back towards the area where the cabinet members and their children were gathered, wondering if Washington had gone there. Philip struggled to pull open the heavy door and slipped inside as he let go and the door started to quickly close.
Philip scanned the room, searching for Washington, but couldn't see him in the crowd. One person he did see, however, was Hamilton.
"Philip!" Hamilton exclaimed, walking over to him. "I was wondering where you went."
"Oh..." Philip quickly thought of a lie. "I was just talking with some of the other kids."
"That's great!"
Philip glanced around the room again and said absent-mindedly, "Son, have you seen Washington anywhere?"
"Son?" Hamilton asked blankly, and Philip stiffened as he realized his mistake. "I'm your dad!"
"Whoops!" Philip exclaimed awkwardly, "I meant to say 'dad.'"
Hamilton narrowed his eyes for a moment, but he seemed to accept the answer.
"Why do you want to know where the president is?" Hamilton asked his "son."
Philip stammered, "Um... Be... Because I..."
He was saved from having to answer by Washington, who walked into the room right at that moment and exclaimed, "I declare that everyone in America will get a puppy!"
Going pale, Philip rushed through the crowd and grabbed Washington's arm, dragging out of the room. This went completely unnoticed in the chaos that followed the "puppy proclamation."
"You are in big trouble, young man!" Philip exclaimed to Washington as the headed back to the room with the body-swapping carpet.
"Whyyyyyyy?" Washington whined as they entered the room.
"Because you didn't listen to me and you promised everyone in America a puppy!" Philip shuffled his feet on the carpet as he spoke, "Do you know how many puppies that is?"
Washington opened his mouth to repl but was stopped by the sudden shock that ran through his body.
"Finally," Washington sighed, finally back in his own body. He pulled Philip out of the room with him, muttering, "I am never having 'Bring Your Child to Work Day again.'"