The Love Debate // Jamilton

Busted one shot

(PLEASE DO NOT READ THIS IS FOR MY COUSIN AND OUR DUMB INSIDE JOKES, NOT PART OF THE STORY LINE AT ALL)

Jefferson and Hamilton were sitting in Hamilton's office after the clocks hand had hit five. They had started to become really good friends. They always hung out and discussed their deep hatred for Aaron Burr.

"Hey Hamilton, can I tell you something?"
Thomas said sort of quietly after calming the loud, obnoxious conversation down.
"Of course, anything." Alexander said in return.
"I-I think I'm falling for you."
Alexander sat there for a second processing what Thomas had just said.
"Do you know how long I've waited for you to say that, you idiot!"
Thomas smiled brightly and leaned in closer to Alexander.
"Actually, I think I may love you, Alex."
He whispered in his ear, sending shivers down Alex's spine. This was all it took for Alex to pull Thomas down by his magenta coat and smash their lips together. Thomas pushed him back on the desk, not caring that in that moment all of the important paperwork was falling on the floor. Alex pulled back for a second to whisper, "I love you too." Both men grinned so hard their faces started to hurt before Alex reattached their lips for the second time, putting even more passion into it after learning about the returned feelings from them both. All of the sudden, their clothes somehow vanished, and both of them were standing butt-naked in Alex's office, making out. But this would be short lived.

Burr and Washington bust in the door. "Hey, Hamilton, did you finish that repor- sweet Jesus." Hamilton and Jefferson dove behind the desk, shielding their bodies from view. They had their arms by their sides, flopping on the floor like a fish outta water dance. Burr and Washington stood there before Washington threw up his hands and exclaimed, "I'm going home, that will be enough for today." Burr said, "I'll be right back," refusing to make any eye contact with either men.
He walked down to his office and opened the top drawer of his wooden desk. He had been waiting for this moment since he had seen that his crush and love of his life (at least Burr thought so), Hamilton was slowly becoming friends with his rival, Jefferson. He loaded the pistol and closed the drawer. He walked into his bathroom, grabbed the red lipstick, the curly wig, and the red dress, and went to steal his lover.

Burr ran down the hall and swung the door open that they had forgotten to lock again. He saw that they were once again flopping on the floor, still naked and making out.
"You will not take him from me!"
Burr shot Jefferson first, right in the butt cheek. After making sure Jefferson was dead, he ran and got on the ceiling fan and sang say no to this.