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Wash: The issue on the table! France is on the verge of war with England. Now, do we provide aid and our troops to our French allies or do we stay out of it? Remember, my decision on this matter is not subject to congressional approval. The only person you have to convince is me. Secretary Jefferson, you have the floor, sir.

"Well, this can't end well."

Thomas: When we were on death's door, when we were needy. We made a promise, we signed a treaty! We needed money and guns and half a chance, uh, who provided those funds?

James:…France.

"Ever so eloquent James." Alexander deadpanned.

Thomas: In return, they didn't ask for land. Just a promise that we'd lend a hand, and stand with them as they fought against oppressors, and revolution is messy, but now is the time to stand!

"Hamilton and Jefferson are more alike than it seems." Angelica murmured to Eliza. "Both are ambitious, maybe even too much."

Stand with our brothers as they fight against tyranny. I know that Alexander Hamilton is here and he would rather not have this debate, I'll remind you that he is not Secretary of State!

He knows nothing of loyalty! Smells like new money, dresses like fake royalty!

"Rich coming from someone wearing a velvet purple ensemble." Alexander said sharply.

Desperate to rise above his nation; everything he does betrays the ideals of our nation!

"The ideals of our nation? You mean, a poor man rising up to high ranks through hard work and dedication? Because I do believe that is a good example of our nation."

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Thomas: Hey, and if ya don't know, know ya know Mr. President.

Wash: Thank you, Secretary Jefferson. Secretary Hamilton, your response.

"Fuck him up Hammie." Someone muttered under their breath, too low for anyone to hear who said it.

Ham: You must be outta your goddamn mind!

"He seems a bit flustered." Peggy said, somewhat alarmed.

If you think the president is gonna bring the nation to the brink, of meddling in the middle of a military mess

"Is—is he arguing against France?" Hercules asked quietly, turning to face a remorseful Alexander.

A game of chess, where France is Queen and King-less

"The most important players of course."

We signed a treaty with a King whose head is now in a basket, would you like to take it out and ask it?

"Should we honor our treaty King Louis' head?"

"Uh, do whatever you want, I'm super dead!"

"It makes sense." Lafayette started sadly, "The violence in France is only growing stronger."

Wash: Enough. Hamilton is right.

"He spoke half the time of mine. He's not even trying to hide favoritism at this point." Jefferson whispered to his friend.

Thomas: Mr. President—

Wash: We're too fragile to start another fight.

Thomas: But sir, do we not fight for freedom?

"Says the slaveowners." John muttered disdainfully, narrowing his eyes.

Wash: Sure, when the French figure out whose gonna lead them!

Thomas: The people are leading!

Wash: The people are rioting! There's a difference, frankly, it's a little disquieting. You would let your ideals blind you to reality, Hamilton!

Ham: Sir.

Wash: Draft the statement of neutrality.

Thomas: Did you forget Lafayette?

"Shit, Laf…" Alex trailed off before his friend held up his hand.

"I understand, don't worry. Becoming involved truly would be a poor decision." Lafayette said, and forced a smile.

Have you an ounce of regret? You accumulate debt, you accumulate power, yet in their hour of need, you forget.

Ham: Lafayette's a smart man, he'll be fine. And before he was your friend, he was mine.

"I think you're trying to convince yourself more than Jefferson." Eliza said, her little heart understanding him far more than he did.

If we try to fight in every revolution in the world, it never stops, where do we draw the line?

Thomas: So quick-witted.

Ham: Alas, I admit it.

Thomas: I bet you were quiet the lawyer.

Ham: My defendants got acquitted.

Thomas: Yeah, well someone outta remind you.

Ham: What?

Jefferson: You're nothing without Washington behind you.

Wash: Hamilton!

Thomas: Daddy's calling.

Thomas started laughing, ignoring the strange looks he was receiving.

"I'm sorry," He began, wiping tears from his eyes, "but Daddy can have a whole different meaning than a father figure. I guess the phrase 'Washington behind you' further proves it."

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I am sincerely so sorry it has taken me so long to respond with this mess. I have been in a serious writing slump the past two weeks, but with summer here hopefully I can update more frequently as well as begin on a few new projects. I have an idea for another Hamilton fic and also one for DC.

Speaking of DC, have you all seen Wonder Woman? I did and it was so good, especially during the scene in No Man's Land. I love my wife Diana.

Ooh, ooh! Ramadan has also begun, and after that Eid also begins! I'm so excited, my goal is to fast the entire month. It has worked except for that one time when I accidently ate a piece of watermelon but was unintentional so I think I'm good. I'm still trying to remind myself that this is a special month and that I must be kinder and more patient.

Again, thank you all for your unwavering patience. I wanna start on my other ideas really soon, but as my first fanfic the support has been a truly magical experience than I'm trying not to get too cocky or vain about. Fanfiction is about growing as a person and a writer, and this is all because of you all.