Hamilton OneShots

Smol Ham Man' Birthday

HAPPY 261st BIRTHDAY ALEXANDER HAMILTON! Born: Tuesday, January 11th, 1757

(I published this last night but it deleted for some reason... Sorry...)

And so the gang was back at it again, planning for another birthday party, this time for their dear friend Alexander. Aaron, John, Hercules, Lafayette, Washington, and surprisingly James and Thomas, were all there. It was a bit of an argument, as per usual.

"FUCK NO! THIS IS NOT BEING DONE IN MY HOUSE!" Washington screeched, there was no way in hell he was having ANOTHER party. Not after the messes he had to clean up.

"Well it can't be done in my apartment! It's too small..." John chimed in.

"Herc and I are not cleaning up whatever mess we create. I spent a lot of good money on that fucking apartment, and I will not have us destroy it with our drunken selves. So... No, not my house." Lafayette stated firmly.

"That New Years party left James and I with WAYYY too fucking much to clean. Why was there cum on MY bed? And why was my room messed up? Anyway... I say no, not my house again." Thomas declared, James nodding in agreement. Washington led out a loud, obnoxious laugh at Thomas' statement about the bedroom, obviously remembering what he had done with Alexander in there...

Slowly, everyone turned their heads toward Aaron. Aaron looked up from his book and his eyes widened.

"N-No! NO NO NO NO! Oh God... Why me?" He stammered, wanting nothing but to be alone. Why did the bad shit always happen to him?

"Aaron we have no other choice. Be a good sport now." Thomas insisted. Aaron scoffed and slammed his book shut, not caring that he lost his page. He whined unhappily and looked at everyone, upset that he was now being targeted by them all. He let out a long, breathy sigh and lowered his head. "Fine."

"Good, now, for alcohol-"

"SAMUEL ADAMS I DON'T GIVE A SHIT WHAT ANYONE ELSE WANTS!" John shouted.

Everyone sighed. Sam Adams was John's favourite, he often drank too much and got quite drunk. Problem was... No one could stop John from having his favourite alcohol, so everyone nodded in agreement. A few final things had to be tended to, then John could go and collect Alexander and bring him to Burr's

Time skip

After everything was good, everyone sat in Aaron's living room, having small talk. Smol James was sitting in Thomas' lap, Lafayette was next to Hercules, and Washington was sitting too close to Aaron for comfort. The front door opened and John walked in carrying Alexander, he set him down.

"You guys really don't have to do this... I'm used to not having parties..." Alexander said shyly.

"Nonsense mon ami. We care about you and we want you to be happy on your birthday. So, we shall do whatever you please," Lafayette chirped.

"There is one game that'll go well with the alcohol... And I know Thomas loves it..." Alexander began. "Cards Against Humanity," he continued.

A smirk of happiness fell on Thomas' face. This indeed was one of his favourite games to play. It was a card game. One person starts as the Card Czar, they choose a black card with a phrase on it that will contain a blank. It is up to the other players who have 7 white cards at all times to choose what they think best goes with that black card. It's anonymous, so the Card Czar has no idea who chose what, He/She/They choose the card they think fits the best. (Watch a YouTube video of it, you'll understand)

Thomas ran out of the house and came back from his car with the box containing all the cards. He dealt 7 white cards to each person and put the rest in the centre. Everyone grabbed some kind of alcohol. And so the game began. Alexander was first to be the card czar as it was his birthday.