James was standing outside the bar that he and his sort-of-friends frequented handing out flyers advertising Alexander and John's Halloween party.

"Here, come to Alexander Hamilton's Halloween party." He repeated with each flier that he handed out. "Here, come to Alexander Hamilton's Halloween party." Some students took the flyers. Others didn't.

James sighed. Primarily out of boredom. Thinking why the hell hadn't he just made a Facebook page and invited people on that? He paused for a few seconds before going back to handing out flyers mindlessly. "Here, come to Alexander Hamilton's Halloween party."

"Thanks, James." A familiar voice said. "Should I just tell Thomas that you're literally batting for the other team?"

James blinked himself back into reality. It was Sally, looking at him playfully. Like she was just joking. He hoped she was.

"You're joking, right?"

"Yeah. I was actually invited a few days ago by Hercules."

"Mulligan?"

"Well, I don't know if you know any other men called Hercules, but I don't." Sally shrugged. "What are you gonna do if Thomas finds out?"

"He won't, believe me." James said. "Hey, did you hear that Aaron Burr spent forty bucks on a coconut?"

"What?!" Sally looked at James with an expression of confusion. "Surely that's not right... Right?"

"No, it's true." James said, still handing flyers out to passersby. "Alexander Hamilton saw the receipt."

"How in the hell-"

"I don't know, but I hope it was magic or something." James shook his head. "I'd never spend that much on a stupid little coconut."

"I heard about the time Aaron lost his umbrella in a rain storm though." Sally said. "He wrote it in his diary that someone found and emailed all around the college like something out of Mean Girls."

"And before he lost it, he was writing an essay in the library and because it was late, they wanted to close up-"

"Aaron threatened the librarian with his umbrella because he tried to get Aaron out!" Sally chuckled.

"Alexander told me that the umbrella had a knife in it." James said.

"Oh crap. Was that the same one-"

"That he lost? Yeah." James nodded.

"You know, Hercules also told me about the time that Aaron and Alexander were roommates. There was a blackout or something and Aaron tried to light a candle, but ended up setting himself on fire." Sally said, blushing slightly at the mention of Hercules.

"Yes. That happened." James nodded. "Aaron is the human epitome of the word 'disaster'."

"Well, as much as I'd love to stay and gossip about Aaron Burr's failings, I've been sent to pick up some bar food for Thomas."

"Bar food?"

"He wanted me to pick up some bar food. I don't know what he means by that. But I'm getting paid so I have no problem."

"Good luck." James said as he handed out the last flyer. "I should be going too. No more flyers."

Sally nodded and walked into the bar. James walked in the opposite direction.

"James Madison. Should I tell Aaron what you've been saying about him?" Aaron's friend William Van Ness. A guy James Madison knew in passing.

"Oh, hey William." James greeted. "How is Aaron? You know, since he spent forty dollars on a coconut?"

"Aaron's fine." William responded.

"I heard about Charles Lee and Samuel Seabury." James said. "You told Aaron who told Alexander Hamilton who told Peggy Schuyler who told me."

"And I heard it from John Jay who heard it from George Eacker who heard it from James Reynolds who witnessed it firsthand."

"In the words from Alexander Hamilton's twin's play; 'no me diga'." James said.

"What?"

"Lin-Manuel Miranda."

"I dunno who that is."

"He did In the Heights and Mercy: An American Musical."

"Oh yeah, I want to see that." William nodded.

"Guy who write it looks exactly like Alexander Hamilton." James said.

"You're kidding." William said, more like a statement than a question.

James shook his head. "I am not kidding. Lin-Manuel Miranda looks like Alexander Hamilton."

"Suspicious." William said. "Anyway, thanks for the gossip. Won't tell Aaron you've been talking about him if you don't."

"Okay. I won't. Just as long as you come to Alexander Hamilton's Halloween party" James said.

"Sure. If it's fun." William nodded.

James began walking, once again, away from the student bar.


Jmadison: Hey Aaron, I bumped into your buddy William Van Ness today.

nooonotglenn: Aaron left the chat, Maddy.

Jmadison added wait4it to the group chat

wait4it: James, I've left this chat twice now. What do you want that you couldn't contact me privately over?

Jmadison: I saw Van Ness today.

wait4it: what did he say?

Jmadison: He's coming.

nooonotglenn: Whoop whoop! Now we got the gossip going!


A/N: The last chapter of this will be up later. It's the actual party itself. There will be gossip, cosplay and Thomas Jefferson. Stay tuned.

So I'm working on a sequel to this. Like this, it will be comedic. It'll also have Charles Lee, Samuel Seabury, King George III and George Washington in it. It will also have fireworks, so stay tuned for that. If you're British like me, then you know what event I'm referring to.

Then I'm writing another sequel in which Aaron Burr and Alexander Hamilton have a duel and Alexander gets shot. Unlike this, it'll be fairly angsty. And let's just say that all these Lin-Manuel Miranda references are serving a purpose...

Also, historical fact time, Aaron Burr really did have a knife hidden in the handle of the umbrella that he lost. And he really did use it to threaten someone when he was finishing off his work when they wanted him to put out his candle-not the one he set himself on fire when he was lighting.