Philip Hamilton x George Eacker becuz I said so

Chapter Forty Nine - Ana is negative, Theo arrives

(Me: *sings Hamilton lyrics in a really shitty southern accent in my free time*
Me: Why doesn't anyone want to be friends with me????)

"If anything's possible is it possible for something to be impossible?" G asked, laying upside down on the floor with his legs propped up on the side of the bed.

"Yes, because not everything's  possible." Ana said, watching the Kardashian episode that was playing on Frances's TV.

"Don't be negative." Philip pouted, playing with Baby Eliza.

"Is it possible for an ant to drive a car?" Ana asked, being negative as always.

"Ya, if you enlarged the ant." John said.

"But what if you didn't enlarge it?" Ana argued.

"Get a smaller car." George said.

"Shut up, George." Ana answered.

"Don't be mean to my friend!" Philip said, wrapping his arms around George defensively.

"Chill out, I talk to everyone that way." Ana said. Ana was kind of an asshole, but in a good way.

"Dinner!" Adult Eliza called from downstairs, prompting everyone to immediately rush out of the room like they hadn't eaten in days.

"Come on," Philip said, standing up "we have to wash out hands, so we might get a head start to the bathroom before the rest of them realize we have to."

George nodded and stood up, following Philip out of the room.

Philip was suddenly nervous.

What would George be expecting at dinner? What was he used to? Did his Dad even cook Thanksgiving dinner?

Philip rolled his eyes at himself and washed his hands. Why was he being so nervous about George eating dinner with his family?

George finished washing his hands as Philip's cousins (and Frances) rushed back up the stairs to wash their hands.

"Theodosia will be here soon, can you watch the door for me?" Frances said from her place in line to wash her hands as George and Philip went downstairs.

"Sure." Philip said.

"Theo is coming?" George asked as they walked down the stairs.

"Ya, her and her Dad." Philip answered "They're all that's left of their family, so they eat Thanksgiving dinner with us."

"Oh." George said as they entered the kitchen.

"Ya." Philip said "Do you need help carrying anything to the table Uncle Marquis?"

Lafayette shook his head, balancing the plate of stuffing "Non. Why don't you go get your plates instead?"

Just then the doorbell rang. Philip turned to go answer it, but Frances leaped down the stairs beating him to it.

"Come on, then." Philip said, tugging at George's sleeve and handing him a plate "let's go get our food."

(I have a whole sketch done of what Philip and George's kid would look like, and a bunch of character traits and a name for them. What is wrong with me)