Surprise! I'm doing a chapter for Theodosia Jr.'s birthday, which is today! I'm trying to make up for King George's chapter being late, so I hope that you guys enjoy this! I hope you also enjoy the Philidosia! (i ship it) (i ship it so freakin' hard) (almost as hard as i ship lams) (almost). Also, I reccomend listening to the workshop version of Schuyler Defeated, since this song is based off of it and is much more funny if you've heard the song.

"Look! You in da papuh daddyyyyyy."" 4-year old Theodosia shouted, glancing at the newspaper on the table. She started to read the headline, "'War,' war is not a good thing daddyyyyyy, 'Hewo, Phiwip Schuywuh in danguh of losing Seen ate seat to young up start..." Theo gasped, even though she had already read this, "AAWON BUH!1!1!1"

Burr grinned at his daughter, leaning farther back in his reclining chair and informed his daughter that he was running for senator against Philip Schuyler.

"Phiwip?" Theo asked, "Is Phiwip da one with da pOOFY hair?" Theo giggled and made explosions with her hands, pretending that they were Phiwip Hamilton's hair.

"No," Burr replied, "That's Alexander Hamilton's son. Philip Schuyler is 'Phiwip Hamilton's' grandpop."

"OHHHHH!" Theo replied, now mostly getting the concept. "But den Phiwip might wooze his seat in da seen ate."

"Sometimes that's how it goes, and I'll be the senator, anyways. Don't you want daddy to be the senator?" Burr plopped Theo onto his lap when he said this.

"No," Theo said, as simply as that.

Surprise, anger, and confusion all flashed across Burr's face at the exact same time. "Well, I gotta go downtown and meet some people. Do you want to come with me, Theo?"

Theo quickly nodded her head, and the nods soon turned into vigorous jiggle.

"We'll let everybody know that they should be on my side," Burr muttered to himself as he and Theo made their way to the door.

After walking away from the house for about 30 seconds, Burr realized that he forgot to lock the front door. He sprinted back in record time and "locked" the door with his car keys.

He caught back up with Theo as they continued their stroll downtown.

Burr started realizing that Alexander would take him running against his father-in-law as a personal slander. "C'mon, Theo," Burr said to his daughter, "Let's speed up. I need to stop a homicide. That I might be part of."

"OH!" Theo shouted in a surprised voice. She didn't yet know what homicide was, but she could tell it wasn't a good thing based off of her father's tone. "Let'th wook awound, we'll wook awound."

"Let's go and find my closest friend in New York!"

"bURR!" Hamilton screeched, storming his way up to the man he had just barely seen through the thick crowds. "Since when were you a Democratic-Republican?"

"Since being one put me on the up and uP again!" Burr's voice cracked when he said "up" the second time.

But Theodosia wasn't focusing on her father's bickering, she was focused on the boy next to Hamilton's side, who looked around her age.

It was none other than Phiwip Hamilton.

"No one knows who you are, or what you do."

"They don't need to know me, they don't like you," As Burr grinned while saying this, Phiwip Hamilton had an infuriated look on his face, like he was ready to commit some homicide.

"eXCUSEZ MOI?" Hamilton shrieked. Now, Alexander, it's not that he hated Burr, or even strongly disliked him, no. It's just that he had a burning passion that Burr would be stranded in the middle of a desert with no water and a bunch of cobras surrounding him who were chucking cacti at Burr.

Phiwip Hamilton's hair flowing in the wind filled Theo with DETEMMIENATION.

Theodosia realizes she missed a bit of dialogue when she hears Hamilton say, "I've always considered you a friend."

"I don't see why that has to end, the senate seat was up for grabs and I took it. It's not my fault people think you're crooked." Burr replied curtly.

Theodosia diverted her attention back to Phiwip Hamilton, who was closely watching Hamilton and Burr's conversation. Theo was dropped out of her entranced state of mind when Eliza came running through the crowd up to them. Burr shut up and pulled Theo closer to him, while Alexander did the same with his child.

"Alexander there you are," She said with what looked like a forced smile.

"Eliza," Alexander said in a tone that sounded a lot like how Eliza had said her name on track number 5 of 46 of the original Broadway cast recording Hamilton soundtrack, The Schuyler Sisters.

"You forgot your papers," Eliza handed Alexander a single sheet of paper reading, "you've been played," she then continued her dialogue, "Mr. Burr good sir, it's been so long. How is Theodosia squared?"

Theo waved her hand obnoxiously, but Eliza still didn't seem to notice her existence.

"As a matter of fact, my wife has taken ill," Burr replied, frowning.

"I'm not surprised, what with the chill. Please send her our regards."

"I will."

"And how's your daughter?"

Theodosia got tired of Eliza not noticing her, so she said, "I'm his pride and joy, fluent in French AND Latin."

"So am I!" Phiwip Hamilton replied with a slight blush on his cheeks.

"She's the same age as your boy!" Phiwip Hamilton's face was now complete engulfed in red, and he was hiding an embarrassed smile behind his curly hair.

"Yeah, one day he'll run Manhattan," Alexander muttered, shoving Phiwip Hamilton away from the Burrs.

"We must be going, Burr, but send your girls are love!" Eliza said happily.

As Theo said, "Still here," Burr replied to Eliza, "Nice to meet your son."

"wE'RE NOT DONE, mr. bURR, SIR." Alexander shouted, unknowingly shoving Phiwip Hamilton into the sea of random people around them. A quiet, "Ah!" escaped Phiwip Hamilton's mouth as he stiffly fell backwards like a wooden plank.

"If I were you I'd stick with her, sir," Burr said, stalking off, grabbing Theo's hand in his own.

If you haven't been able to tell by now, this is chapter is heavily based off of the workshop version of Schuyler Defeated.

For real this time, the next chapter will be Eliza's birthday on August 9th.