Philip Hamilton x George Eacker becuz I said so

Chapter Thirty Eight - Halloween pt.6

"Give me back my candy!" Dick shrieked, chasing G down the street.

"It was just one piece! You can live without it!" G yelled back.

"No I can't!" Dick yelled, following after G as well as he could in heels.

Philip laughed at Theodosia, who was frantically trying to apologize to parents who's kids just witnessed a playboy bunny chase after a guy in a miniskirt.

"Here's my house." Eston said, walking up the driveway. The Jefferson house always gave big handfuls of candy per trick-or-treater, so the house was often a must-visit when anyone was trick-or-treating.

"Hey Papa." Eston said when Thomas Jefferson, who was wearing a bright magenta bathrobe, opened the door.

"Hello boys." Thomas grinned, generously dumping large amounts of candy into the groups' bags.

"Hello Mr. Jefferson." Frances said.

"Tell your Father he needs to learn how to shut up." Was all Thomas said before patting his son on the head and shutting the door.

"Your Dad is the best." William said as they all began to walk down the street again. G and Dick were still running ahead of them, still fighting about the one piece of candy.

Eston rolled his eyes at the remark. "You say that because you don't live with him."

"He can't be that bad." Theodosia said as she joined them, given up on apologizing to parents.

"All my parents know how to cook is mac-n-cheese, and it's not even that good, but it's all we ever eat, and it's gotten to the point where whenever I eat something a part of me always expects it to taste like mac-n-cheese." Eston said.

George smiled like he had heard the story before. "Tell them about your sister coming out." He said.

"My parents kinda assume that their kids are gay, so my older sister had to tell them she was straight, and when she did my Papa cried." Eston continued.

"My earlier statement about your Dad being the best still stands." Will said, but it was hard to take him seriously since he was dressed as an alien.

Philip laughed. "At least your Dad doesn't write long papers on the internet talking shit about the people he works with."

"At least your Dad doesn't live off of energy drinks and Starbucks." Frances added.

"Well my Papa once attacked our neighbor with a baguette." William said, talking about Marquis Lafayette.

"When did this turn into the weird Dad wars?" Theodosia asked.

"You're just jealous because you have a normal Dad." Frances said, teasing her girlfriend.