Alexander Hamilton X His Shot

Vegetal

(Shout out to Zoe for inspiring me enough to write about this. Love ya girl.)

Shotty got out of the bed, with Alexander's help, and walked to the kitchen.
"Alexander, is there anything to eat in here? I'm practically starving." Shotty asked.
"Well of course, my love-" Alexander stopped himself, realizing he was calling Shotty "his love".
Shotty blinked, thinking maybe he confused them for Shoot. They shrugged it off and went to look for food.
"Oh don't worry about cooking," Alexander said, "I'll be doing that tonight."
"Okie dokie, artichokie." Shotty responded.
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As Alexander was cooking, Shotty began to contemplate life. She thought of Shoot and what she would think of them. Would Shoot hate Shotty? Would they fight to the death?
Before she got the chance to finish thinking, Alexander walked in with food.
"I made it just the way you like it: with no vegetal (vegetable :p)."
"Thank you bb." Shotty cooed, smiling and ready to eat.
But before they could eat, a vegetal poofed out of nowhere and flew into their mouth.
Shotty chewed and chewed, finally realizing what she was eating.
"i taste a VEGETAL!!!1!!!!"
They slammed the empty plate onto the floor, startling Alexander.
"Well shite." He mumbled, looking at Shotty, whom was so angry, so passionate, so pure. He went to them and started making out. Shotty consented.
"What will Shoot think?" They whispered in the kiss.
"Who gives a ham? I only want to think of you rn, bb."
And so they made out until one thing led to another and they had to order takeout because kissing takes a long time so their food got hella cold.