Would you look at that. I updated. I am very proud of me.
This chapter's kinda late. Since it's a Christmas chapter. . . but I don't care.
I don't own Hamilton.
Chapter Twenty Seven
If there was one thing that Theo did not understand, it was how Philip could wrap presents so beautifully. Each gift that appeared under the tree (which he set up in their room this year), was a work of art. Meanwhile, she was struggling with making any of hers look good enough to open. Theodosia always lacked the skills to do it properly. Having to be in bed only made it worse.
She could ask Philip to do it for her, but she couldn't risk him seeing his gifts. So Teddy had to make do with what she could do. Which was tie a ribbon around the gifts. She hid them as best as she could without getting up. Philip tried to take on as few cases as possible, so he could be there for his wife. He had been doing his wrapping at night.
It was about two weeks before the holiday. Theodosia was practically bouncing. Christmas was her favorite holiday by far. For years, she remembered celebrating it with her father. They would have a breakfast before opening presents. But it didn't come with the stress. Theodosia was nowhere near completing her wrapping.
Philip was coming home earlier every day. There was little time to get things done. As much as Theodosia loved spending time with her husband, she needed him to get away. For at least an hour if that.
Annie surprised her one morning, while he was at work. She was already glowing with her pregnancy. Theodosia was jealous that she had been having such an easy time with hers. She was on bedrest and constantly paranoid. Though, she got over it. They were old friends. Nothing would come between that.
"I was wondering, Annie," began Theodosia, "How did Philip learn how to wrap presents like that?" She pointed to the tree.
She stared at the boxes for a moment, before bursting into laughter. Even after she was done, she was still shaking. Theodosia watched with a confused expression.
"What? What?" she begged to know.
"Philip can't wrap presents to save his life!" Annie exclaimed, "None of us can, really. Mama and Papa have been wrapping his gifts for ages! I can't believe you didn't know that." She snorted.
Theo rolled her eyes. "He's been tricking me all this time?"
"Hamilton gift, apparently. Perhaps, this one or that one will get the trait, too." Annie gestured to their stomachs.
"I hope not." She paused. "Would they be willing to wrap my gifts, as well? As a favor?"
Annie nodded. She gathered by the gifts and left with them a little later. Now Theo could rest. Until Philip got home and she yelled at him.
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