Washingdad one shots!

New guy | Hamilton

Time: present 

Hamilton age: 23

Washington age: 48

Context: "I am homeless, I am gay, I have AIDS, and I'm new in town!" AKA Charles Lee being an incompetent little shit and Hamilton trying his best to work with this weirdo 

Hamilton pov:

We're getting some new guy at work and as the intern with nothing to do, guess who's showing him around? If you guessed me, then you'd be correct. It's not fair. My boss, Mr Washington should know I'm antisocial and willing to do real work, but here we are I guess. Whatever. "I could have a new friend" according to Washington. 

Yeah. Definitely gonna happen my guy. 

"Hamilton! Get in here for a minute!" My boss called from his office. I hurried in. "Okay, have a seat. We don't have much time." Because that's how you start a conversation. And I'm the one  who needs to work on his social skills. 

"Um... okay? Is everything alright?" I asked, trying to control my anxiety. I chewed on my lip from inside my mouth. "Yes. Everything's alright, but I just figured I should give you some background information before the new guy arrives. Which should be about any minute now." Washington looked nervously at the clock. What does he have to worry about? Besides his whole future, but never mind that. 

"So. His name is Charles Lee, he's forty six so please, please, try to be respectful. I'm begging." I nodded along. Yeah, this guy is going to have to earn my respect.

"There's a lot more to him, but he should be here any minute so I don't want-" Suddenly a man in all blue stomped into the room. "George, right!? Nice to finally talk to the big boss, you know?" Yeah shit's about to go down already. Have fun, Lee. 

Mr Washington narrowed his eyes. "That's  Mr Washington to you." He said calmly. Hm. That was disappointing. "Yeah, yeah. Anyways, where do I start?" Lee said, a little too casually. "Well, there's someone you should meet. This is Alexander, my personal intern, and the man who will help you get accustomed to everything. Get used to him, because he's a very common face around here. I'm sure you guys will become very good friends. Now, if you have any questions, please ask Alexander. Good luck!" Mr Washington finally finished his speech. "Heya Alec, where's the bathroom? It's kind of an emergency..." He gave me this creepy side eye. "I'll show you." I sighed and led him to the men's room. 

"Okay, I'm going to be in Mr Washington's office. Be right back." As soon as he was inside the bathroom, I bolted. "Mr Washington! Where the fuck did you find him!?" I demanded. "I know he's not perfect... but he's the best option. Just give him a chance." "Okay, but if he calls me Alec again there's gonna be a problem." And with that, I left his office. 

"Hey, Alec! How do I use this spooky ass paper towel machine?" I rolled my eyes. "You twist it to the left- no your other left- yep there you go." How was this man in his forties? I led Lee out of the bathroom, and to his new office. "Okay, here's your office.  Mr Washington asks that you only use the computer and desk phone for professional use only, so uh yeah, just do that." Lee scoffed. "You really think I care what he has to say? He's a horrible boss and shouldn't be in charge of such a major company. If anything, I should be in charge!" 

All I can say is that Lee picked the wrong time to say that, and John Laurens picked the wrong moment to walk into the room. "Hey who's this clown?" John asked angrily. "New guy, remember?" I muttered, taking the stack of blank papers from his arms. "Ha, GAYYYYY!" Lee yelled. (A/N: If you can name the show that's from, I automatically love you)

"Dude. Shut. Up. And why the hell would you insult your boss on the first day of work? You don't know what kind of boss he is! " John snapped. "Who cares! I've done my research." I'm better off working with William Howe anyways." (HISTORY LESSON RIGHT THERE) "Then go work for him! But don't waste this empty office space with your bullshit." John hissed. "It's going to take a bit more than that to get rid of me, bucko." I pinched my inner thigh to stop myself from laughing because there is something so grandfatherly about Lee saying "Bucko" but not in a good way.