Welcome to the Aphmau Book Club, fanfictions edition!
➹ This is another book in the TABC set, which will be filled with fanfictions! Just you wait! (#Hamilton) And as you can tell, this will also be open to other fandoms x Aphmau crossovers and suc...
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How does a B • S T A R D, ORPHAN, son of a W H • RE , and a S C O T S MAN, dropped in the middle of nowhere in the Caribbean by providence impoverished — in squalor, grow up to be a hero and a scholar?
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The ten-dollar founding father without a father. . . got a lot farther by working a lot harder, by being a lot smarter by being a self-starter by fourteen.
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They placed him in charge of a trading charter. And every day while slaves were being slaughtered and carted away, across the waves, he struggled and kept his guard up.
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Inside, he was longing for something to be a part of. His sister was ready to beg, steal, borrow, or barter.
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Then a hurricane came, and devastation reigned. Our man saw his future drip, dripping down the drain. Put a pencil to his temple, connected it to his brain. And he wrote his first refrain, a testament to his pain!
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Well, the word got around, they said; "This kid is insane, man!" Took up a collection just to send him to the mainland!
"Get your education, don't forget from whence you came,"
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"And the world is gonna know your name . . . ! What's your name, man?"
"Laurance Zvahl. My name is Laurance Zvahl, and there's a million things I haven't done. Just you wait, just you wait!"
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When he was ten his father split, full of it, debt-ridden. Two years later, see Laurance and his mother bed-ridden. Half-dead sittin' in their own sick, the scent thick. And Laurance got better but his mother went quick . . .
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Moved in with his sister, his sister committed suicide. Left him with nothin' but ruined pride, something new inside. A voice saying, "Laurance, you gotta fend for yourself."
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He started retreatin' and readin' every treatise on the shelf. There would have been nothin' left to do for someone less astute. He would have been dead or destitute without a cent of restitution.
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Started workin', clerkin' for his late mother's landlord. Tradin' sugar cane and rum and all the things he can't afford. Scammin' for every book he can get his hands on. Plannin' for the future see him now as he stands on the bow of a ship headed for a new land.
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In Ru'an you can be a new man.
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Laurance Zvahl, we are waiting in the wings for you.
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You never back down. You never learned to take your time. Ooohhh, Laurance Zvhal.. When America sings for you, will they know what you overcame? Will they know you rewrote the game?
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The world will never be the same. The ship is in the harbor now! See if you can spot him! Another immigrant coming up from the bottom! His enemies destroyed his rep, America forgot him!
"We fought with him."
"Me? I died for him."
"Me? I trusted him."
"Me? I loved him."
"And me? I'm the darn fool that shot him."
There is a million things I haven't done, just you wait!
"What's 'ya name man?"
"Laurance Zvahl,"
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This story belongs to JuliaDragon10 and is inspired by the musical, Hamilton. All chapters are included with the songs and events. Characters belong to Empress_Aphmau and roles they play are from the Hamilton cast. (Graphics are by myself: JuliaDragon10 )
