It was just a normal Sunday...I wanted it to be a normal Sunday. I heard a knock on my apartment door (you're in your 20s btw) and opened it to find four people who look like they jumped out of the 1700s.
"Hello! So here's a funny story we somehow created time travel in our time so just to make sure it worked what year is it?" The one with a sleek black ponytail said.
I was speechless but I still managed to say "It's currently 2023." I saw many jaws drop like an anvil was forcefully fed to them and I heard the freckled one in a messy bun (crap that rhymes) say "
We traveled over 200 years." They handed me a note they claimed they got from an unknown source and the note said
"This is from a professional time traveler. These people need to be protected so I sent them to you. Whoever gets this must make sure these young men stay in the modern world and never go back...their lives may depend on it."
I couldn't help but start laughing and eventually said "I don't know what kind of music festival drug you guys are on but I'm trying to enjoy a peaceful Sunday and I was fine with no interruptions and I would prefer it if the prank stopped now."
They all went dead silent and I heard a very thick French accent say "Madam we are not playing a prank. We're actually supposed to be fighting for our country's independence and we don't know how to get back to our world."
I didn't know how to respond but I gave in and said
"Okay whatever I'll let you guys stay with me for a bit. I need you guys to get a job and get your own place to stay. I won't be able to keep this a secret from my landlord for long and I need you guys to not act suspicious. You guys are not from the 1700s right now and if people ask your names are a coincidence, that is if you guys have distinctively historical names. "
I let them all in my apartment and set up a spot for them to sleep and soon heard one of them say "Hey we didn't catch your name."
I was still pretty upset so I said in a blunt voice "I didn't throw it." and then heard a little bit of laughter and I couldn't help but smile.
Two hours later
I made pasta for dinner for all of us and we all ate silently until I heard a French accent say...
"Thank you for making us food......""Y/n. Y/n L/n"
"Hercules Mulligan
"John Laurens"
"Alexander Hamilton"
The one with a French accent paused for a second, inhaled, then said
"Marie-Joseph Paul Yves Roch Gilbert du Motier de La Fayette Marquis de La Fayette."
Dead silence for a couple of seconds until he said
"You can call me Lafayette."
End of part one. I know it's really short but I really want to get this published and idk if it's gonna be an X reader story or just fanfiction. I'm also a new writer so my first stories are gonna be dry or short please be patient with me!
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FanfictionSome of them might be oneshots so yeah- I plan on writing angst, fluff, and smut and I'll make sure to put warnings at the beginning. I might be really slow with this for example I might stop randomly at times. I plan on doing ships and X readers bu...