Hamilton One-Shots

Thomas' Cannons Backfire

Thomas Jefferson and Alexander Hamilton were bunkmates. Obviously Thomas didn't appreciate it. It wouldn't be so bad except Alexander NEVER stopped typing. Thomas would get up at night to pee and never fall asleep again because of Alex.  One day Thomas got an idea.  His boyfriend,  James Madison,  had the flu.  If Alex had the flu he couldn't type all night. Thomas climbed up to Alex's bunk and took one of his pillows. He walked over to James' room and knocked on the door.  James answered the door.
    Hey Jemmy! Can you cough in this for me?!" asked Thomas,  shoving the pillow towards James.
    Umm... why?" asked James in return.
    "Reasons." replied Thomas.
    "Eh." said James,  shrugging.  He took the pillow and coughed and sneezed in it them handed it back to Thomas.  He pulled a tissue out of his pocket and blew his nose.
    "See you around." he said and closed the door.
Thomas went back to his dorm and put Alex's pillow back on the top bunk.  Gosh.  He couldn't wait untill renevations were done so everyone could have their full sized dorms back.  Then he wouldn't have to sleep in the same room as Alex,  but for now he would just have to stick to his plan to get Alex sick.  Thomas was thinking that if Alex slept on a pillow with James' flu germs on it then he,  too,  would get sick. The plan didn't exactly go accordingly. That night Alex got up around 12:30 a.m. and started typing.  When he got up his pillows fell down between the bed and wall and down to Thomas' bunk. In the morning Thomas woke up to the sound of typing and a massive headache. He was freezing and he started to cough and sneeze.  Great he thought as he noticed Alex's pillows on his bed.  Despite his headache he got up.  He threw on some comfortable cloths (sweatpants and a T-shirt) and walked to James' dorm. On his way there he explained what his plan was in a text that he sent to James. He left out the fact that it blew up in his sleep-deprived face. When he got there he knocked on the door. James got up from the couch (which was kind of aligned with the door)  and open it.  Thomas sneezed. James quickly looked over his boyfriend. Then he shook his head while saying You Make Bad Choices. He closed the door and laid back down on the couch,  leaving Thomas in the empty hallway,  sneezing.
*Author's Note: 2 things.  1) The disclaimer. I do not own Hami. I hope you all know I would be with Sebastian and Lin Miranda and/or Anthony Ramos if I did.  So ya,  I wouldn't be doing THIS. But I don't own Hammy and I saltily doubt I ever will,  so this is all I got.  I just have to love you guys who read me fics and pretend I actually have a life outside of Wattpad.   2) I hope you guys liked this!  Big thanks to makingredcoatsredder for the little tid bits of help here and there.  I know this particular One-Shot is kind of cliche.  You know,  not for Hamilton,  like in general,  but it came up in English class the other day and I just HAD to write it.  Im hoping to post more relatively soon,  but it probably won't usually be this easy because of school.  I've been up typing this since like 5:15 a.m. so... Anyway,  love y'all,  byyyyyyyyyyyyye! ❤
P.s.  My Author's Notes won't usually be that long.

P.p.s. Date: 5/15/17 A/N Addition: So...... I'm terrible at updating. Especially when life happens *cough* lost my phone *cough*.... I'm just letting you guys know that I do plan onupdating as much as possible over the summer, but that I'm trash so you shouldn't expect much. Oh, and thanks for reading my stor(y/ies)!

P.p.p.s. I'm dedicating this first chapter to Maddie because a lot of people really like this story and I never would have made it without her. To Maddie: I know I usually act like a super bitch, but I know where you deserve to creditted. This part was written at the same time as the P.p.s., btw.