Hamilton React to Hamilton + Other Stuff

Introductions/Explaining

No one's POV:

Izzie stood at the front of the room with her arms open in a welcoming manner with a smile on her face as everybody stared at her in disbelief. Cause I mean, who was this kid? Where were they?

Martha: Excuse me, dear, where are we?

Iz: A more appropriate question is when are you.

Everybody just looked at her even more confused. Izzie sighed and started to explain.

Iz: Aight, I'll explain this fast so we can get to the good stuff.

Izzie puts her hands together and smiles.

Iz: You're in the future. I kidn-, er, I mean, I borrowed you from your deathbeds, and now you're going to react to a play/musical. Sound good?

Everybody sits there still staring at her until someone speaks up.

Philip: Um, what is the play called?

Alex's head turns to look at his son so fast, the man probably gave himself whiplash. (I've heard some people call it, I think vertigo?, why is that?)

Alex: Pip?

Angie: Philip?

Angie looks shocked then relieved. (I told y'all I couldn't keep her mad) Eliza gasps, then gets up and runs over to her family to hug them. The little family of four embrace. Izzie sniffs and wipes away fake tears cause she's overdramatic.

Iz: What a beautiful scene.

Thomas snorts and Izzie glares at him.

Iz: I just want to make one thing clear to everyone. Annoy me and I'll hit you with nun chucks.

Some look at her confused while the Hamilton's ignore her.

Peggy: What are nun chucks?

Izzie whips out a pair of nun chucks from God knows where. John looks around crazily.

John: May I inquire where you got those from?

Izzie smiles creepily.

Iz: Nunya.

John blinks once.

John: Nunya?

Iz: Nunya.

John: And where might Nunya be?

Izzie doesn't answer and instead turns to face everyone.

Iz: Everyone! While we're here, I just want you to know that you don't have to speak formally.

John: You didn't answer my question-

Iz: Anyway! Everybody introduce yo-self cause some of y'all don't know who other a yous are. (This is deadass how I speak in a normal conversation, what's wrong with me?)

Everybody looks at her like she's grown another head. Izzie clears her throat and tries again.

Iz: May I please implore you all to converse with one another as to learn each other's names?

Everyone gives a collective 'oh' as they understand what she's saying. Izzie just sighs and shakes her head, and those closest to her could swear that she was muttering something about dumb olden day speak.

Alex: Miss, I do wish to inform you that most of us do know each other.

He gives a glare directed at Thomas.

Alex: Even if we do not wish to know some people.

Izzie just rolls her eyes and sighs.

Iz: Fine. But for the people who don't know. Everybody, that's Herc.

She points at him.

Iz: John, those are Alex's kids, Philip and Angie.

She points to them as she says their names

Iz: So sad you didn't get to meet them. Or your daughter.

John: Wait, I have a daughter?

Iz: Yup, her name is Frances. She married a man also named Francis, which I personally think is kinda silly, I mean, I don't think I'd marry someone named Izzie. It's already confusing to have a friend named Izzy, if I had a wife named Izzie, I mean-

Thomas: Why would you have a wife?

Izzie turns to him with a straight face and says,

Iz: Cause why would I marry a dumb man when I could marry an intelligent, beautiful woman?

Thomas: Because, miss, it's illegal for a woman to marry another woman. A young lady such as yourself should be seeking out a husband.

Izzie makes a disgusted face.

Iz: Husband? No thank you. Anyways, moving on. I think that's everyone- oh wait! That's King George the Third.

Everybody looks towards the King, annoyed. The King just sneers back at them. Izzie breaks the tension before someone, most likely Alex, starts a fight.

Iz: Alright, alright, no fighting. I know some of you might not be happy that he's here, but he needs to be, he's in the musical. So are most of you. The musical is called Hamilton, based on, well, Hamilton.

Alex gasps and smiles, and smirks over at Thomas who just glares back at him. Once again, Izzie breaks the tension before they murder each other with their eyes.

Iz: Okay, I think that's all. Ready to get seated so we can start?

Herc: Do we have to sit on the floor?

Iz: No.

Herc: Then yeah.

Iz: Great! Apart from the seating which I will explain in a minute, does anybody have any questions?

Everybody started speaking over each other.

Iz: Okay, okay! One question at a time!

Everybody quiets down and thankfully starts asking one at a time.

Eliza: Miss, how are we here?

Iz: Power of fanfiction, also you don't need to call me miss. Like I said earlier, just call me Iz or Izzie.

Philip: How did you bring us here?

Angie: Mum just asked that.

Philip: No, I mean, how are you able to lift us?

Iz: Power of being a lesbian.

John: The power of what-

Iz: Next question.

Thomas: Why him?

Iz: What?

Thomas: Why do we have to watch a play about him? Who would write a play about him?

Alex: Someone very smart obviously.

Thomas: You-

Iz: Okay, no more fighting. You've barely been here 5 minutes and you've already fought like 3 times. Stop.

They glared at each other then looked away.

Iz: Okay, any last questions?

John: Yes, where's nunya-

Iz: Okay! Seats!

AN: Yay! I finished another chapter! Sorry, it took a while. Updates might be slow, I'm trying to write Hamilton into a movie so I can send it to Lin-Manuel and hope I don't get copywrited. Anyways, hoped you enjoyed the chapter! Bye, lovelies.