Son?

You did what?!

Tw: angst
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Washington pov

       I stare at the boy that was supposed to be sleeping. How is he awake? I'm pretty sure it's 6 in the morning, but whatever. I started to see tears swell up in his eyes.

     “Hey, hey buddy it's ok,!” I say approach him slowly but quick enough to grab him to make sure he doesn't run away or anything. poor boy he's probably overwhelmed.
    
      He curls his hand into my shirt. It's clear that he is trying to control his crying, but that's not exactly something you can control. I stare at the shuddering boy for a few more minutes before finally saying,

    “You know it's ok to cry right”
Waterfall. Pure tears. I wonder how many tears adult Alexander has saved, probably not a very healthy amount. I let him cry until I realize something. Crying is slowly turning into a panic attack.

    “ Shhhh shhh it's okay,”I say as I rub my hand on his back in a circular motion, eventually he calms down.
   
     “Are you ok, son?” I see his lip quiver again.

      “Yeah, I'm fine.” he most certainly wasn't. He laid his small head on my chest. Small snores fill the tent.

        “Awww!”  I shoot my head up Lafayette and Burr were standing here
   
       “Sir, I checked the battle grounds and found what turned Hamilton into a child,” Burr states
        “ Are you sure?”
       
        “Yea we tested!” Lafayette says with a Joly tune

       “Wha- you tested?!” I asked. I did not need an army full of children.

       “Mr.?” I look down to see. John.

      “How many?” I ask. Lafayette's smile grows wider. Lafayette arms came back around from his back and a small herc was staring at me.

            “ How did this happen?”

            “ Welllll-

Flash back

Burrs pov

       I heard that Hamilton was turned into a child. Odd. That has not happened in a long time. After I heard I went to the battlefield where no one had cleaned up the battle. Except for the bodies. The British were tossed into the river and blue coats were given a burial.

        I walked around the ground for a while before I saw something in the ground, something small on the ground. A ball. It was dark like the night sky. I picked it up with my sleeve so as to not have the same fate as Hamilton.

        I take the small orb to my tent and set it in a small wooden box so it does not roll. Then

        “Rahh!” I didn't think that anyone was in my tent. I assumed that it was a British soldier and I picked up the wooden box and threw it at the person behind me.

         Lafayette was looking at me with fear but excitement in his eyes. At the same time, I slowly looked down to see John. I accidentally turned John Laurens back into a child. It seems that injuries from adulthood go into childhood when you turn back into a child, because John's was bleeding bad.

      “What's this,” Herc asked, he leaned down and touched the ball, and he turned into child
   
        “Lafayette, don't touch!” I yell. I don't want everyone in this army to turn into a child and plus the orb is very small now.

         “baby Herc and baby John but baby Herc!” Lafayette said picking up a baby  Herc

        I grab a parchment paper and write down a few things, 1) the clothes that you are wearing before you turn into a child, shrink into what you wear as a child to 2) all of the injuries that you have before you turn into a child stay.
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  Present Washington pov

   “Ok that's something,” I say “ I assume you took John to the med, right,”

     “oh,yes, sir, and I am still working on figuring it out, If this can be reversed.” burr said

      “Ok, thank you, burr. I'm going to put these Alex back to bed or maybe find an activity that the other 2 can do.” I say good this was going to a tough time

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