On the third day of Peggymas this author gave to me….the Schuyler family sled.

Quick warning: This is probably still fluffy but a possible slip in of feels-y stuff (given the context). Also there will most likely be Historical Inaccuracy! Also it's a loooonggg chapter.

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Disclaimer: I do not own Hamilton.

1761

"Please be careful with them, Philip."

"They'll be fine!" Philip Schuyler grinned.

He was pulling a sled up the hill. On it sat his young daughters; Angelica, Eliza, and Peggy. It was Peggy's first time on the Schuyler family sled. The sled had been passed down from generation to generation. Most kids took their first ride at age two, but Peggy was too afraid last year.

"Top of the hill, we are!" Philip declared, "Want to get off or are you ready to go down now?"

The girls looked at each other.

"Now!" Eliza cheered.

"Alright, girls you know the drill," Philip smiled, "Peggy hold on tight now and don't let go? Understand?"

Peggy nodded. Her face could hardly be seen between the scarf and the oversized hat, but Philip could make out a small smile.

Peggy gripped the rope at the front of the sled.

"Okay, one…two…three!"

Philip gave the sled a gentle push and down the hill the girls went. Eliza was laughing the whole way down and so was Angelica but Peggy was screaming. This was not fun at all.

It wasn't until she landed in a snow blank did she realize she must've let go of the sled reigns.

"Margarita!" Catherine screeched, "What did I tell you Philip? She's too little!"

Peggy poked her head out from the snow bank. She started giggling. Philip and Catherine started at her with scared faces.

"Again!" she said.

Okay so maybe it was a little fun. Angelica and Eliza pulled their sister out the bank and raced to get the sled. Catherine just shook her head while her husband chuckled at their antics.

1767

"This is going to be so much fun!" Peggy cheered, "Right Angie?"

It was her sixth year going on the family sled. This time they had another rider; little John Bradstreet.

Angelica was pulling Eliza, Peggy, and John up the hill. They had moved so they had to find a new hill. This was one was even bigger and was even more fun.

"Mhm,"

They got to the top and waited for their father.

"Okay girls, and John," he said once he arrived, "Ready?"

The girls nodded. Peggy held onto John securely. She placed the reigns in the boy's hands.

"Ready John?" she asked.

John looked up at her, "Go fast?"

"Super fast!" Eliza beamed.

They did go fast. So fast, they wanted to go five more times.

1770

The girls at up on the hill making a snowman. They had gone ahead first while Philip pulled John and Philip Jeremiah up the hill on the sled.

"There he's all finished," Eliza smiled.

"Uh huh," Peggy said.

"Daddy's here," Angelica said.

"Alright, so it's time to take turns now. Who wants to go first?"

"Peggy and Eliza can go before me," Angelica offered.

"Eliza!" John grinned.

"You little traitor!" Peggy gasped.

John stuck his tongue out and Philip Jeremiah copied him.

"They mean well," Eliza smiled, "You can go on next time with me and Angie."

Peggy watched as they went down the hill. She folded her arms and sat down on the snow to wait for them. Angelica just laughed.

1775

Peggy looked outside the window. It had snowed overnight.

"Angelica! Eliza!" she raced through the house finally stopping in the study.

Angelica was reading a book by the fire. Philip Jeremiah was playing with Rensselaer.

"It's snowed again!" Peggy smiled, "Can we take the sled out?"

Their father had left months ago to join General Washington's army. Besides their mother, the children looked up to Angelica.

"I don't see why not," she said, "Boys, go get ready we're going to take the sled out!"

The boys cheered.

Soon, Angelica was pulling her three brothers up in the sled while Peggy and Eliza walked beside her.

Peggy went down with Eliza and Rensselaer. Peggy was cheering the whole way down.

1780

Peggy was more than overjoyed to share the sled with Alexander. In fact, everyone was. He had just gotten married to Eliza a week or so before. Peggy had insisted he join in the Schuyler tradition while he was away from war.

Eliza and Alexander took the first ride down.

"Why can't I go?" Rensselaer asked, "I wanna go down too."

"You will, after the lovebirds come back," Peggy said.

She was pleased to see they were already making their way back up the hill.

"What's a lovebird?" the little boy asked.

"Birds that are in love genius!" Philip Jeremiah said.

"John, don't be mean." Angelica said gently.

She was snuggled into the side of her husband, John Church. Peggy beamed at them. Eliza and Alexander came back up hand in hand.

They were lovebirds; all of them.

1783

Peggy laughed as they sat around in the study. The war was finally over and everyone could relax and enjoy themselves. It was nice, seeing her friends and family so calm. Angelica and John Church had moved to Europe, which Peggy was saddened by. Their father was finally home and he had many stories to tell.

Peggy looked longingly at the window. John had taken Philip, Rensselaer, and Catherine for a trip on the sled. Peggy wanted to be with them.

Instead she found herself, sitting next to her husband, Stephen, bouncing Eliza's son Philip on her knee.

"He's really adorable," Peggy grinned.

"Told you Burr," Alexander smirked.

For whatever reason, Peggy invited Burr over. He had a little bundle of blanket in his arms; Theodosia.

Burr just rolled his eyes.

1789

"Why do you have so many kids Eliza?"

Peggy decided to take Eliza's kids out for a sleigh ride. Terrible mistake. She had five; Philip, Angelica, Alexander and James. Though James was with Eliza and Peggy's baby Stephen. Along with Eliza's kids were Theodosia and Catherine.

"One at a time please! This sled can only hold four at a time!" Peggy said.

"Oldest should go first," Catherine smiled.

"Me!" Alexander said.

"You're not the oldest," Catherine said to the toddler.

"Peggy is," Philip pointed out, "I wanna ride with Peggy."

The kids all nodded in agreement. Peggy laughed.

"Alright, I'll go with all of you."

Besides, Peggy wanted to ride too.

1791

Peggy watched as the kids went down the hill. Philip sat next to her helping Theodosia and Catherine make a snowman. It wasn't until she noticed Philip's sad face did she decide to intervene.

"What's wrong Philip?" she asked.

He shook his head.

"Come on, tell Aunt Peggy, what's wrong."

He hesitated and then moved away from the snowman to sit beside her.

"Is it your father?" Peggy asked.

He nodded. Peggy sighed. Alexander was busy. Very busy. He often got absorbed in his own work and had little time for Eliza, Philip, or any of his kids. Peggy did her best to make sure her nieces and nephews were feeling loved.

"He means well, when it comes down to it," She said, "He told me how much he loves you. He's very proud of his little poet."

Philip ducked his head.

"How's that coming along by the way?" Peggy asked.

Philip shrugged.

"Can I hear it?"

Philip took a shaky breath, "M-my name is Philip, and I'm a poet…."

1797

"Eliza, I was wondering if you'd like to go on the sled with us," Peggy asked.

She was visiting Eliza's house with Stephen and Catherine. She had heard about what happened between the Reynolds and Alexander and was none too pleased by it. Angelica had come back from London because of it.

Angelica, Alexander, James, and John Church Hamilton, peered into the room.

Eliza was sitting in a chair staring outside. She looked so heartbroken, it nearly made Peggy cry. Eliza looked up at them. Her eyes were slightly red.

"No thank you."

"Mama?" John asked.

"I'm alright dear," Eliza smiled softly.

"Come and play with us mama," John said coming into the room and climbing into her lap.

Peggy gave a hopeful smile. Eliza sighed.

"I'll watch," She said.

James and Alexander beamed up at Peggy. Peggy felt herself breathe a little, fresh air would be good for her sister she just knew it.

1801

Peggy walked down the halls of the house. It was all too quiet. She used to enjoy the pieces of quiet she got, but the noise became like home to her. She turned into the dining room, where the kids were. They were all sitting at the table in silence.

"Hey," she said, "What are you doing out here all alone? It's snowing out."

They didn't respond and Peggy didn't blame them. Not long ago, Philip was shot and he died. Things haven't been the same around the Schuyler, Church, and Hamilton houses.

"Wanna go take the sled for a ride?" Peggy tried again.

Angelica sniffed and Peggy willed herself not to cry.

"Come on," she said and lifted little Eliza into her arms, "We're all going outside. I'm taking the sled but we don't have to go on it if we don't want to."

They did go outside. William and Eliza, who were too young to really understand, begged to get on the sled. Slowly, but surely, everyone got a turn. Peggy was glad. Even if it was for a short time, she was glad to see smiles on their faces.

1804

1804 was a mess. A huge giant mess. Catherine, Eliza's mother, had died the year before. And now her husband. Alexander Hamilton.

The day of his funeral, everyone was there. Angelica, John Church, and her kids, Jefferson, Madison, all of Eliza's kids, Philip Schuyler, The Schuyler siblings(except for John Bradstreet, he had died many years before), Stephen and little Stephen and…..Peggy. Peggy wasn't there. If she was there she would have been attempting to make everyone smile no matter how sad she felt. Except, Peggy wasn't there. She never would be again.

Their father had died four months later. Eliza wasn't sure she could take another heartbreak.

Then came December. As usual, Eliza decided to do her winter cleaning. It gave her something to do. She adjusted little Philip on her hip and went through the house dusting and sweeping and tiding up. Occasionally, her kids peeked through their rooms.

Then came a closet in the hallway. Eliza sighed and set down Philip so she could open it. There were cobwebs and dust all inside he closet. Eliza had forgotten what was inside. Until she saw it. She was afraid to touch it at first. She gently pulled out eh Schuyler sled.

Oh, that's right. No one bothered to use it after Peggy wasn't around to encourage everyone too. Peggy sure loved that sled. She stared at it a bit longer. Philip climbed onto it giggling happily.

"No Philip, it's dusty." She said, but made no attempts to get him off.

Then she sighed. Well, it had snowed. Might as well give the old sled some use. She began pulling him along the hallway. Eliza ran out a room and caught a ride. William poked his head out.

"Is that Aunt Peggy's sled?"

Eliza stopped in her tracks and said softly, "Yes William, it is."

"Can I take a ride?"

Eliza gave a small yet noticeable smile. She could practically hear Peggy's noises of excitement. He hopped on the sled as Eliza pulled them through the hall.

"Aunt Peggy loved this sled, right mom?"

Eliza nodded. She always brought it out when they were feeling blue. She made sure the Schuyler tradition was continued. Eliza looked at her kids half-smiling faces. Maybe it was time to bring the tradition back.

Happy Alexander-Eliza wedding anniversary day!