George sighed as the children began to walk into the classroom. Almost everyone took off their jackets and sat down. All except...Charles.

"..Charles, why aren't you taking off your coat?" George sighed, looking straight into the child's fierce eyes.

"Because."

Mr. Washington raised one of his eyebrows and was about to ask again but-

"He said, why aren't you taking off your coat."

Alexander looked murderous, if looks could kill both, Charles and Alex would be dead. Washington stood, frozen, looking at the kindergarteners.

"You are a poopy head." Snarled Charles.

Gasps were thrown around, Eliza's was by far the most loud. Washington had bit the inside of his cheek to stop him from laughing at the….marvelous insult.

"Oh. So you wanna go?" Alex smiled before his face went dead serious, "Let's go."

Washington looked towards the normal children who were watching intensely.

Charles tsked, still glaring daggers at Alexander, "You're so quick to side with Washington, why him?"

"Because I trust him!" Shouted Alex, who was now visibly tense.

"Ugh! Your...your..you..grr"

"Cat got your tongue?" Alex teased.

Uh oh. That. At that moment, time seemed to freeze for George. Charles had balled up his tiny fist. He punched Alex square in the face.

Chaos. Everywhere. Everyone was panicking. Except Alex. (For ONCE) he was staring blankly. Oh, but everywhere else..was a different story. Peggy, Eliza, and Maria had began to cry. Angelica was chanting, "FIGHT! FIGHT! FIGHT!" George and Sam sat in there seat making confused squeaks, Thomas and Lafayette were helping each other tip over tables, screaming, "ANARCHY!" Hercules was screaming "rude" things at Charles. Laurens began to roll his sleeves up, ready to fight. Oh, but Washington. Washington was terrifying. His jaw was clenched, his brows were furrowed, his eyes were twitching. Before the teacher could say another word, a fist slammed into Charles face. With his hand still balled up John Laurens walked away.

"Lee, Laurens, Hamilton, my office. Now."

Two boys walked with their heads down and their hands in their pockets, the other boy had his head held up high. John Laurens was proud.

The boys took a seat in his office.

"Uh, first off, Alex, Charles, would you like some ice?" Washington mainly directed to question towards Alex.

Alex rolled his eyes, "No, Charles hits like a sleep dedrived two year old."

"Alexander, Behave. And by the way, it's deprived."

Alexander's face began to turn red, he let out a small murmur that the teacher couldn't understand.

"..Well, boys, Since you three began to fight, I'm going to have to suspend you for two days." Sighed Washington, picking the bridge of his nose.

"...What does suspenders mean?" Charles asked, tilting his head.

Alexander rolled his eyes at the other boy, "It means we get to stay home while everyone else goes to school!"

Charles face got even more confused, "...This...is our punishment.?" Charles asked.

"Yep, school policy, I call your mothers."

Laurens raised his hand high above his head.

"Yes?"

"My mom is in heaven!"

Fuuu…"I will call your father then, John."

Washington then turned towards the other boys, "I expected better, especially from you son."

"I'm not your son.." Ale murmured while staring at his shoes.