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Warnings: Mmm Jamilton fluff and stuff

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Jefferson looked around the room he was in. Madison was there and a few other people. They were discussing the fine women of New York.

"Can we get back to politics?" Jefferson asked tiredly.

"Please?" Madison pleaded. He was not one for those type of conversations.

"Yo," Jefferson called, getting everyone's attention. "Every action has it's equal and opposite reaction. John Adams shat the bed, I love the guy, but he's in traction." Thank you, Hamilton, he silently thanked. "Poor Alexander Hamilton, he is missing in action-"

"Dude, I'm right here." 

Jefferson waved him off, "You're not involved, you decided not to run because it wasn't the time, remember?"

"Fuck off, Jefferson." Someone walked in, handed Hamilton a letter. He ripped it open, studied the contents and excused himself, leaving the room.

"So now we're facing Aaron Burr, with is own faction. He's become quite the attraction."

"Congress still can't come to a decision. How many times will the ballot be up for revision?" Madison asked.

"If they don't come to a decision, a Federalist will get the position," someone explained.

"The people think you're too extreme. They've never dreamed a Republican would lead the team," Madison went on.

"Huh?"

"They see Burr as a less extreme you, we need to change course, a key endorsement might redeem you."

"Who did you have in mind?"

"Don't laugh," Madison said, still thinking Jefferson and Hamilton would jump at any opportunity to rip each other's throats out.

"I won't. Who is it?"

"It might be nice to get Hamilton on your side."

Jefferson laughed. And he didn't stop. "Sure, but he's made it perfectly clear that he would never endorse me."

"You should give it a try. Who does he hate more? You or the other guy?"

"You mean Burr? It's not who he likes, it's all about the stances."

"Jefferson, we're running out of chances."

"Fine, I'll see what I can do."

"Hopefully, for once, Hamilton will pull through."

"I don't think this is going to get us anywhere," Jefferson sighed.

"Support from Hamilton is always rare, but we have to give it a shot," Madison insisted, "I'm sure he'll at least give it some thought.

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Hamilton was walking down the street on the way back from his errand when he bumped into someone he knew.

"Well, if it isn't Aaron Burr, sir"

"Alexander! It's good to see you!" Burr smiled.

"You've created quite a stir, sir."

"I'm going door to door," Burr said proudly, he was finally doing something, he was where everything happens, just like he dreamed.

"You're openly campaigning?"

"Sure!"

"That's new," Hamilton said skeptically.

"Honestly, it's kinda draining."

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