~Fragments~ Lippa One Shots

"That Outfit Is Shameful Yet I Can Not Stop Staring"

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This ain't apart of the "little do they know" saga I'll let you know when chapters are but unless I do they are just random.
So for this you have to listen or else it will make no sense. Basically Alexander Hamilton and Lin Manuel Miranda has swapped lives, so now A. Ham has written a hip hop musical about founding father Lin Manuel Miranda, the guy on the 10 dollar bill. Okay? Okay!

Phillipa sat in her dressing room quietly... and bored until her cast mate and creator of "Miranda" walked in. "Alexander hey" she said, he smiled. "Hey Pippa, remember we have the islove4islove tomorrow" he says standing in the door way about to head home to his wife Eliza and son Phillip. "Got it, have a good night" she said, after he left she began to collect her things and walk home.

She was living the dream, off broadway show (going to broadway but no one knew that yet) with beautiful songs with only one problem. She had no clue whom Lin Manuel Miranda was. She knew a little bit but nothing compared to Alexander. So as she walked home she found herself flipping through the pages of his biography. (A/N this next part isn't true it just makes sense for the story and stuff)

She found herself walking through the dim lit park she passed everyday at the same time she was reading about how Lin Manuel would walk in the park near his home when he couldn't sleep or had something on his mind. These events of course happening before he was married because he would come to his wife with most problems after marrying Vanessa Miranda , A women Pippa was proud to play.

The wind suddenly started to pick up flipping the pages all over the place, she pulled her trench jacket closer to her as the air blew her hair all over trying to walk forward but becoming dizzy with every step. She dropped to her knees her head spinning and eventually not being able to see at all... then it was over.

She rubbed her temple mumbling to herself. 'What in gods green earth just happened?' But it disappeared into the silence, she looked up realizing New York was never silent but this wasn't her New York. There were not Skyscrapers and no bright lights, no yelling or honking for once the city was actually asleep at night. The only sound breaking the silence was the sound of leaves crunching under footsteps nearing her but she didn't notice until she heard a voice.

"Are you alright Miss?" She heard, her body tensed, she looked down and she didn't respond. The person the voice belonged to walked from behind her to kneeling in front of her. "Miss, are you hurt?" What she can now clearly tell is a mans voice asks. She looks up and almost faints, she knows face, that handsome face, the face that was on her book cover.

"Lin Manuel Miranda?" She asks, he smiles. "That's me, soon everyone will know my name. Just you wait" He says proudly, she rubs her temple. She didn't know how she got here or why but there was a handsome man I front of her and somehow she didn't mind. "What are you doing around here Miss...?" "Phillipa, my name is Phillipa Soo" she says, he kisses her hand. "Phillipa, what are you doing out here? I'm sure your husband must be worried sick dear" he says, she sighs. "I'm afraid I don't have one Mr. Miranda" she says, he helps her to her feet confused as he looks over her outfit. 'What women would wear something like this? It's revealing and everything I was told represents a bad women but then why? Why does she look so beautiful?' He thinks. "Please call me Lin and if you don't have a husband I'm sure you have a man you are courting" he says, she shakes her head. "I'm afraid not, I am very alone Lin" she says, he frown wondering how a women such as her could be alone.

"Well Phillipa will you tell me why you have decided to come out into the night. There could be many dangerous men lurking round" he says, she smirks. "Are you one of them?" She asks raising a brow, he's taken aback for a moment then smiles. "No Miss, most certainly not but if there are any around I'm sure your outfit has attracted them like wild boars" he says, she looks down realizing that it is not proper attire for this era. "It's shameful and for some reason I can't find it within myself to stop staring so why?" He asks, she decides that for once she will have a real conversation with a man with decent intentions, not like the ones she's met before.

She takes a step towards the path. "I was reading, I love to read and by the looks of your calloused hands and tired eyes you're a writer" she says, she knows of course he was a workaholic writer but has found a way around just blurting it out. "Well interrupted Philli-" "just Pippa is fine" she interjects, he smiled. "Pippa, yes I am a writer. And you?" He asks, she panics but he can't see it as he is behind her. "I'm in... theatrics" she says, he nods catching up to her. "You are a performer then?" He questions. "Of sorts" she replies, they walk in comfortable silence.

The night progresses into the sunrise and the winds picks up, her head starts feeling dizzy again. "Lin this was terribly fun and I wish it could last forever but I have to leave" she says, he turns to her. "Pippa are you alright?" He asks looking to the women with care and love. "Yes but I must go, Lin I just want to say reach your dreams but don't always reach for the sky and congratulations" she says, he looks at her puzzled. "In what are you congratulating?" He asks, her head starts to pound as the wind blows her hair. "You will do greats things I promise! Just you wait!" She said and runs behind something falling to her knees going back to the present. That same day Lin Manuel Miranda goes to the Winters Ball and meets a women named Vanessa whom her marries,has children with then cheats, he helps win a war and an election, he spikes Anger so far that their guns draw at dawn and worst of all forgets the women he met all those years ago, her advice forgotten with her.

'He aims his pistol at the sky'