Burr: After the war I went back to New York!
"No please I'm still sad please."
Ham: A-after the war I went back to New York!
"Mine sounds cooler than yours."
Burr: I finished up my studies and I practiced law!
"Oh, Aaron, babe, you might've practiced law, but have you lived, breathed, chewed up and spit up law." Alexander gently scolded.
Ham: I practiced law, Burr worked next door.
Burr: Even though we started at the very same time, Alexander Hamilton became to climb, how to account—
"Ha, account. Lawyer pun." John chuckled.
For his rise to the top? Man, the man is
Non-stop!
Ham: Gentlemen of jury, I'm curious, bear with me, are you aware we're making history?
"It's so cool knowing that this is literally history." Peggy said. "Like, years from now people will be talking about us!"
"They'll be talking about the boys more likely." Angelica huffed.
This is the first murder trial of our brand-new nation, the liberty behind deliberation!
Company: Non-stop!
Ham: I intend to prove without a shadow of a doubt—
"Why is he on the table?" Eliza asked.
"He likes to be tall." said Hercules.
With my assistant counsel—
Burr: Co-counsel, Hamilton sit down
"You can just feel the exasperation in his voice." John said.
"Anybody who has had a conversation with Alexander would feel it." Aaron responded tiredly.
Our client Levi Weeks is innocent—
"Levi killed someone?" Aaron asked.
"Well he was always a bit off. Remember that time at Christmas with his d…" Alexander trailed off as he noticed Eliza's attention was on him.
Call your first witness. That's all you had to say.
Ham: Okay, one more thing!
Burr: Why do you assume you're the smartest in the room? Why do you assume you're the smartest in the room? Why do you assume you're the smartest in the room?
Soon that attitude may be your doom.
"Laying it a bit thick aren't we A-Burr." Alex said. "It's not my fault I'm a genius."
"God, you are such a dick." Hercules said.
Company: Awwww!
Burr: Why do you write like you're running out of time?
Quills and pots of ink were the only thing he could actually count on. His essay on the hurricane got him out of that god-forsaken town, his writing skills proved valuable as Washington's aid-de-camp, why now of all times would he abandon it?
Burr had opportunity handed to him; Alexander had to take it.
Write day and night like you're running out of time? Every day you fight like you're running out of time.
Keep on fighting. In the meantime—
"Are you trying to encourage me or emphasize my stupidity?" Alexander asked teasingly.
"Don't force me to make that decision." Burr said.
Ham: Corruption's such an old song that we can sing along in harmony, and nowhere is it stronger then Albany!
"Wow, um, words. So many words." Eliza said. Alexander took her hand.
"It's alright darling. It's not your job to understand this." He said. Angelica had to bite her tongue to stop herself from yelling at him.
This colony's economy's increasingly stalling—
"Alexander's verses don't align with the beat." Angelica noted. It made it seem that he truly was rambling.
"He can't even rap right in his own musical." John said.
Honestly that's why public service seems to be calling me!
I practiced the law, I practic'ly perfected it.
"'Practice' is used as both a way to improve and as a way to enact a skill, such as lawyering. I guess you could say that I'm," Alexander paused, and grinned devilishly. "Practically perfect."
I've seen injustice in this world and I've corrected it, now for a strong central democracy, if not then I'll be Socrates throwing verbal rocks at these mediocrities!
Company: Awwww!
Burr: Hamilton at the Constitutional Convention!
Alexander gasped softly. "Holy shit." He whispered.
Ham: I was chosen for the Constitutional Convention!
Eliza put her hand to her husband's cheek, smiling fondly.
Burr: There as a New York junior delegate.
Ham: Now what I'm gonna say may sound indelicate…
Burr: Goes and proposes his own form of government!
George sighed. Alexander would do something like that. At least people like him were invested in the government. Lord knows how much of a disaster would happen if George was in any kind of politics.
Company: What?
Burr: His own plan for a new form of government!
Company: What?
Burr: Talks for six hours, the convention is listless!
idkwhatisnameissoimmacallhimsteve: Bright young man!
"Don't encourage him." Aaron whispered painfully.
thispersonsoundslowkeyhottbh: Yo, who da eff is this!
"If you don't know, don't worry, he'll say his name every five seconds." Hercules assured.
Burr: Why do you always say what you believe? Why do you always say what you believe? Ev'ry proclamation guarantees, free ammunition for your enemies!
Company: Awwww!
Burr: Why do you write like it's going out of style!
"Maybe it will Burr, inventions are always being created, you don't know the future!"
Write day and night like it's going out of style? Ev'ry day you fight like it's going out of style. Do what you do—
*knock knock who's there democracy*
Burr: Alexander?
Ham: Aaron Burr, sir.
Burr: It's the middle of the night.
Ham: Can we confer sir?
"No." Aaron said. "I'm so tired, please."
Peggy patted the space next to her. "Take a nap. Here, you can keep the good pillow." She said, handing him one.
Burr: Is this a legal matter?
"I can feel the love. What, no 'how's the wife, how's the baby'?" Alexander said, mock offended.
Ham: Yes, and it's important to me.
Burr: What do you need?
Ham: Burr, you're a better lawyer than me.
Alexander choked.
Burr: Okay.
Ham: I know I talk too much, I'm abrasive, you're incredible in court, you're succinct, persuasive—
"Okay, okay, y'all can stop flirting." John laughed. Aaron looked scandalized.
Burr: Who's your client?
Ham: The new US Constitution?
Burr: No.
"Damn, Burr." Hercules said.
Ham: Hear me out.
Burr: No way!
Ham: A series of essays, anonymously published defending the document to the public.
"Who else writes 90 page papers on democracy? Anonymous doesn't mean anything when it regards you." Aaron said.
Burr: No one will read it.
"I would." Alex said smugly.
"There are other people than you Alexander."
Ham: I disagree.
Burr: And if it fails?
Ham: Burr, that's why we need it!
Burr: The Constitution's a mess!
"Your face is a mess."
"That was uncalled for."
"Not as uncalled for as your face."
Ham: So it needs amendments!
Burr: It's full of contradictions!
Ham: So is independence!
"Slavery." John coughed, locking eyes with everyone who owned any kind of person, which was unfortunately most of them.
We have to start somewhere.
Burr: No. No way.
Ham: You're making a mistake.
Burr: Goodnight.
Ham: Hey, what're you waiting for?
"See song 13." Aaron deadpanned.
What do you stall for?
Burr: What?
Ham: We won the war, what was it all for? Do you support this Constitution?
Burr: Of course!
Alex raised his eyebrows. He opened his mouth to protest but Eliza quickly shushed him.
Ham: Then defend it.
Burr: And what if you're backing the wrong horse?
"Horses?" Hercules said, perking up.
Ham: Burr, we studied and we fought and we killed—
"All at the same time might I add!" Alexander yelled. He didn't know what government plans he finished but he was obligated to support it.
For the notion of a nation we now get to build! For once in your life take a stand with pride, I don't understand how you stand to the side!
Burr: I'll keep all my plans close to my chest!
"I thought he said 'pants' instead of plans and I got really excited." Hercules confessed.
"Not the moment." Angelica said sternly.
I'll wait here and see which way the wind will blow!
"I could say some shitty metaphor about the wind saying that your philosophy is wrong, but Burr, spending time with you made me realize that you're not as annoying as I thought." Alexander started.
"Where are you going with this?" Aaron replied cautiously.
I'm taking my time watching the afterbirth of a nation, watching the tension grow!
"What I'm saying is that yes, sometimes it is good to remain neutral, but you can't go through life hesitating or else you are going to miss so much." Alexander said desperately, trying to make his friend understand.
Ang: I am sailing off to London, I am accompanied by someone who always pays.
"Oh Angelica, good. I like her." Alexander said, relieved.
I have found a wealthy husband who will keep me in comfort for all my days.
'Angelica, you found a husband?" Eliza said sadly.
Angelica looked at her two baby sisters guiltily. "Darlings, I had to. I should have told you earlier, I'm sorry. Come her." She said, beckoning them with her arms open. Both snuggled at her sides, briefly squeezing.
He is not a lot of fun, but there's no one who match your turn of phrase.
Only Angelica could possibly match Alexander's fast paced mind.
My Alexander!
Ham: Angelica…
Stage-Angelica hesitated for a moment, looking as if she was supposed to say something else.
Ang: Don't forget to write…
"You won't have to worry about that Ang." Alexander said in a bittersweet fashion.
Eliza: Look at where you are, look at where you started.
Eliza was singing faster, almost in a way that she was trying to keep up with her husband. Another thing for James to note.
The fact that you're alive is a miracle, just stay alive, that would be enough. And if your wife, could share a fraction of your time…
Eliza's eyebrows furrowed slightly. As a dutiful wife she would of course have to support her husband, but she couldn't help but detest the new politics Alex would have to go into. She didn't want them to fill his whole world like the revolution had. She didn't want him to slip away like he almost had in war.
Would that be enough?
Burr: Alexander joins forces with James Madison—
"Ayy, Jemmy." Alex chuckled, the boys laughing together. "Looking forward to it." He said sincerely.
And John Jay—
"Who?"
To write a series of essays defending the new United States Constitution entitled The Federalist Papers. The plan was to write a total of 25 essays, the work divided evenly among them.
"25 is not divisible by three?" Lafayette said unsurely.
"What are you talking about?" Alexander responded. "I write 23 and Jemmy and John whats-his-face share two. How is that hard to understand? God, it's good thing you're pretty."
In the end, they wrote 85 essays in the span of six months.
Eyes widened as that that processed in their minds. 85 essays of any number of pages in that time…what were these boys doing to themselves.
John Jay got sick after writing five.
James Madison wrote 29.
Hamilton wrote the other 51!
Angelica frowned as she wondered just how many late nights and excuses Alexander must have given Eliza during those six months. No doubt he would bury himself into his work, more so considering John's apparent death.
How do you write like your running out of time? Write day and night like your running out of time? Ev'ry day you fight like you're running out of time, like you're running out of time, are you running out of time?
The chorus seemed much more horrified than anything, and the room was sort of horrified in varying degrees. Just, writing so many individual essays within that time just wasn't healthy.
How do you write like tomorrow won't arrive? How do you write like tomorrow won't arrive? How do you write ev'ry second you're alive? Ev'ry second you're alive! Ev'ry second you're alive!
Wash: They are asking me to lead.
Dammit America. He just wanted to go back to his wife and dogs, not get stuck in this endless loop of stiff letters and annoying diplomats.
I am doing the best I can, to get the people that I need, I'm asking you to be my right hand man.
Ham: Treasury or State?
Wash: I know it's a lot to ask.
Ham: Treasury or State?
Wash: To leave behind the world you know…
Ham: Sir, do you want me to run the Treasury or State department?
Wash: Treasury.
Ham: Let's go.
"No, let's not go." Eliza begged. She didn't know why, but she had a sinking feeling in her stomach. It was like the butterflies she got when she saw Alex at the ball, but these were more frantic.
Eliza: Alexander…
Ham: I have to leave.
Eliza: Alexander—
Ham: Look around, look around, at how lucky we are to be alive right now!
"Let her talk Alexander!" Angelica yelled angrily. Something wasn't right. Alex was trying to put Eliza's words against her and she knew deep down that no matter how much she loved and admired her sister's husband, he didn't know how to control himself.
Eliza didn't deserve this.
Eliza: Helpless…
"You said that you wouldn't let me feel helpless." Eliza said, fighting back tears. It was just a song but it showed her that her loving husband maybe didn't care that much, and she couldn't handle the ugly truth.
Alexander wrapped his arm around her and placed his head on her forehead. "No no no no. It's okay, we're okay." He said, softly rocking her. He couldn't help but feel a sense of disaster. Even though it really was just a song he still felt awful, and looking around the room he could see that the others felt the same.
This was his entire life, every bit played out and enjoyed like a piece of fiction. He wasn't so sure if he wanted to stop and just go home with his sweet wife and giggling baby or continue, but there was no choice.
Ham: They are asking me to lead!
Eliza: Look around, isn't this enough!
Eliza buried her head deeper into Alexander's neck. Angelica had warned her about people like Alex, people who vacationed in lives. People who saw others as simple visitors before whisking onto something new and more exciting even if it unearthing it left their hands scraped and bloody.
Ang: He will never be satisfied!
All: Would that be enough to be satisfied, satisfied, satisfied!
History has its eyes on you!
Why do you assume you're the smartest in the room? Why do you assume you're the smartest in the room? Why do you assume you're the smartest in the room?
Soon that attitude may be your doom.
Why do you fight like—
History has its eyes on you…
I am not throwing away my shot…
Just you wait\ I am not throwing away my shot…
Just you wait
I am!
Alexander Hamilton, Hamilton, just you wait!
I am not throwing away my shot!
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Well that was a doosey so I'm sorry if there are any mistakes because it is currently 10:40 in Tennessee. I have a lot to say, so I'll the most important first.
For the next chapter or two, since there are two acts, I'm gonna have the characters reacting to the real world. Obviously I'm going to do events such as the world wars, the cold war, Vietnam war, moon landings, technology, education, 9/11, feminist movement, and racial movement. I want to do the LGBTQ+ movement, but everybody would honestly be so horribly homophobic that I don't think I can handle writing that. I am really sorry, but I'm not sure if I can use my godly author powers to change that since that would undermine a lot of things. I am in no way against it and I hope I don't offend anyone because the modern America is made up such diverse people of all preferences and races and sexualities and religions and I love that so much. I'll try to include something about it but it will most likely be very brief as LGBTQ+ wasn't really a coined term back then, so the characters would probably not understand it.
There'll be reacting to America's reputation, both informally and formally along with relationships among other countries and reactions to modern clothes for both men and women and gender fluid clothing. Any suggestions, feel free to review them or PM me.
Anyways, news. So my sister and her friend found my fanfic. They're huge nerds and have writing since like before I was born so it's cool. My sister is 25. No but like, my sister's friend shares the same name as my mom so I nearly had a heart attack thinking that my sweet mom had read this whole thing. So if anyone has seen that review by Maha and Fariha, just know that it's them teasing their baby sister. I'm not gonna go into specifics because I don't want to reveal that much about me but yeah, they're trolls. They sent me a snap chat of them playing Sia's Satisfied in the car.
I'm just really tired because I was up late helping my friend and I've been writing this and I had a fun day with my mom and I need sleep. Thank you all for reading by the way. It's really nice to have so much positivity, especially since I'm a teenager and yada yada.
Have a genuinely good day everyone!