Hamilella (Lams! Modern Cinderella AU)

Bonding

Alex's POV:
He knows George only died last year but it was way too long cause they literally have no idea what to talk about. For the first 2 minutes they sit in awkward silence just staring at each other. It's scary, I despise silence. Haven't people heard silence is deadly?! I'm too young to die! Speaking of death...

"What's it like on the other side?" George gives him a quick glare, oops. That was probably rude.

"It's kinda like watching a TV show of the people down on Earth and no matter what you think they should do, they end up doing the opposite. Only you can't ask for anyone to 'kill me now' since you're already dead. Do you know how frustrating that is?! Do me a favor and stay alive. You shouldn't have to experience something like this."

"Um...what?" I have no idea what he's going on about but whatever it is it sounds horrible. "Well then..." Honestly, what can he say to that? Let's just let him have his moment. Unless he starts singing. Heaven forbid he start singing. Literally.

"-And then I thought, I wonder who I would ship Alex with if I was still around-"

He's still talking. Geez, Martha must've constantly wanted him to shut up. And he's going on about ships? I thought we were talking about the other side? So what's with the ships? "OHHH ARE WE GOING TO WAR?! I'LL BE THE BEST  GODDAMN SOLDIER! I'LL MAKE FATHER PROUD!"

"...Yeah you do that. I was talking about who you would date and fall in love with. Of course they would need
my blessing but I figured that would kinda a problem since only my loved ones can see me."

"Yeah...that's a problem...especially since I'm getting engaged." George's eyes light up and he literally squeals. He runs over and plops down on the bed next to Alex. K. Guess they're doing pubescent girl gossip sesh now.

"Who is it?! Is he cute?! Hair color? Hair type? Eye color? Eye type? Where's his family from? What-?" Geez what is this? A million questions?

"Lets see...Who? John Laurens. Cute? Adorable. Brown. Curly. Brown again. Shiny and sparkly. And...the royal family."

...He stares at me for a long time...

...More awkward silence...
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"...A-as in...th-the Prince...?" Oh no. He's gonna be mad he's part of the royal family. He hates the way the country's run.

"Yeah...BUT HE SHARES OUR VIEWS! We barely know each other and are really only engaged so he can become King and...change...the...George?" He was just staring at Alex, his mouth a little agape. He wishes he could tell what was happening in his brain.

"-Eh-"

"What? Speak up. I can't hear you."

"En-engaged?" Shit. Why can't I keep my mouth shut?

"I could have you visit next time he's over if you want. Ya know...so you can meet him."

"I know him." What? "He was quite the little guy when I last saw him. I can't believe you two both grew up so much since then and got engaged...TO EACH OTHER!" He whispers something along the lines of OTP but Alex wasn't sure. "AnyWAY-when's he coming over next?!"

"In two days...when the guys go out again. Well, Thomas and James are going out for a day on the town but Burr will be in his room reading and he could care less about me."

"Alright. See you then." Washington blinks out in another flash of white and Alex is left alone in his room again. Burr pokes his head through the door.

"Are ya done talking to 'Washington' yet?" Right. He forgot Burr was close to Washington too. Don't question how he forgets his adopted brother. He has more important things to remember. Oh yeah. Did he mention Burr is his adopted brother? It's a little known fact Martha liked adopting children. Their biological children moved out and/or passed away. Leaving the three adopted children. Except Charles Lee moved out for some reason, and Burr befriended Madison who convinced Thomas to go easier on him. That leaves Alex. The only one left for Thomas to unleash his wrath on. But hr supposes that means Burr would also be considered a "loved one" that's able to hear and see Washington when he visits. He'd probably want to know what happened.

<One tear-jerking explanation later>

"As much as I wish that was true...I think you've inhaled too much ash and cinders while cleaning the fireplace... I'm just gonna go now..." NO WAIT I'M TELLING THE TRUTH! COME BACK! I-and he's gone. Great. Now he thinks I'm insane. Eh...nothing new. I wonder what they would think of me if I told them I rode a magical baguette?