"Oh my god oh my god! The puppy gets here soon!" Alex squealed. "I can't believe it, my very own puppy."
"We have to pick her up from the airport tonight first." Martha giggled.
"STILL! A PUPPY! I remember when Herc got his puppy, it was the best. Until it got worms and they had to give it away. That was not the best." Alex frowned.
Laf nodded in agreement. "More like the worst." He commented. "Because Herc cried, and then Peggy cried because she dropped her rattle and Hercules fell off the monkey bars and continued to cry."
"That day was a real mess." Alex swallowed and paused for a second. "But- today we get our own puppy! It's a day of happy happy happiness! We get our own wittle baby boy puppy wuppy."
"Yea! We sure do! I say we name him Cooper." Laf said.
"That's a human name." Alex said in disgust. "What about burnt toast?"
Martha tried to suppress a giggle. "How about... syrup? Or Koda? Or maybe... oliver?" She brought up a few suggestions.
"Those suck." Alex said.
"Yea." Laf agreed.
Martha chuckled. "I think burnt toast doesn't fit." She said.
"It does!" Alex insisted.
"You're right." Martha lied. "It does." She nodded.
Alex raised an eyebrow. "Ew no, burnt toast is awful." He turned to Laf, a smile on his face. "What about Oliver?"
Laf clapped his hands and jumped up and down. "Yes! That's perfect!"
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FanfictionHave you ever wondered what Alexander Hamilton would be like in modern times? As a kid? In this story where Thomas Jefferson always breaks the best crayons and George the third argues to be the King of the playground, Alex still struggles with...
