I sighed. It had been a long day. I had to help clean up an exhibit at the history museum. "This is why we never allow kids to touch the civil war stuff." I thought as I unlocked the front door. I heard a loud long meow. "Yes I'm home Mr Washington." I said picking my cat up. I walked over to the TV and turned on Hamilton. Then I walked over to the kitchen and pulled Washington's food out, and put it on the floor. I walked back into the kitchen. I started to make dinner when my cat ran into the kitchen screeching like a mad man. I walked into the living room, and there on the floor was a man who looked like he fell out of a history book.
I watched as the man got up and started to look around. "Who are you?" I asked. He turned and looked at me. "My name is Alexander Hamilton." He said. He looked around again, "where am I?" He asked. I sighed and gestured for him to sit down. "You're in Florida, the year is 2022." I said
I looked at him for a minute. "What is the last thing you remember?" I asked. "Aaron Burr fired his gun at me and I found myself in your house." He said
After he finished talking there was a loud crash, we both shot up and ran to the guest bedroom and found a dark skinned man on the bed. "Aaron Burr!" Hamilton yelled. And that's when things got weird.
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FanfictionWhat if the Hamilton crew travel to present time? This happened to y/n. She came home from work to expect a normal afternoon. But gait had other ideas.
