Life Source (Hamilsquad x reader)

My Daughter

By the time you left Washington's tent, after being forced to take your medicine, still upset about that... Anyways, by the time you left Washington's tent, a bunch of tourists started walking into the camp. This was normal, of course, so you kept going and did your job. You walked into the mail tent and grabbed the bag of mail that needed delivered.

You ran around camp, handing letters to everyone, and even stopping for a minute to talk to some of the people visiting the camp. You'd see one of the generals who worked as a tour guide and was standing on a platform talking about different roles in the revolution. He spotted you.

"Attention!" He'd yell loud enough for you to hear.

"Sir!" You'd shout, stand up straight, and face him while saluting. You'd normally be freaking out if you were called out, but he was a very close friend of Washington, so you didn't mind. His name is Mike. Just Mike.

"Front and center!" He'd shout, and you'd weave your way through the crowd saying "Excuse me, Pardon me." You got to the front of the crowd and he held his hand out for you to grab. You'd take his hand with your good arm, and he'd pull you up onto the platform.

"Y/N, what role do you play on this camp?" He'd say taking a step back.

"I am the official messenger for general George Washington, sir!" You'd say, standing up tall.

"And what does your job consist of on a daily basis?" He'd ask.

"I deliver important messages to the generals, British camp, and I deliver messages to the townspeople, Sir!"

He'd nod. "Very good, Y/N. You are dismissed." He'd say before you'd nod with a slight bow and a salute, before jumping off stage, and walking away from the crowd.

You were sitting under a tree, reading a book. Not many people went this far into the camp, so it was quiet, and you were alone. Two shadows appeared in front of you, and you'd look up and see two boys, both who seemed to be a few years older than you.

"You're that messenger from earlier?" One of them would ask. You'd stand up and salute, just as you were taught.

"Yes sir, that's me!" You'd happily chirp.

"Oh, well, we have a message to deliver to you." One of them would say.

"Alright, sir." You'd say waiting patiently for them to say something. You were caught by surprise when one of them backed you up into the tree and trapped you there.

"Ummm...." you'd say, slightly blushing.

"We think you're pretty cute." The one trapping you would say, smirking evilly.

You'd nervously laugh. "Thank you, s-sir. I really must be off now." You'd say pushing him off you and walking away.

"Wait up, we're not done!" One of them would shout to you. You'd start walking a little faster.

"Well, I am." You'd say before one of them jumped on you, grabbing your waist and holding you tightly, keeping you hostage.

"LET ME GO!" you'd yell, hitting and kicking them.

"No, let's have some fun!" the other guy would say. You'd look towards the camp and see Washington and General Mike talking.

"WASHINGDAD, HELPPP!" You'd yell, but you don't think he heard you.

"Awww, that's adorable." The one holding you would say, moving closer to you. You'd repeatedly hit him but to no avail. You suddenly felt the one holding you being ripped off of you, and someone picked you up. You'd look up and see General Mike helping you up while Washington beat up the one guy. The other one booked it.

"DON'T. TOUCH. MY. DAUGHTER." he'd say while punching the guy. He would run away, and Washington would turn around to you. You let go of Mike and ran into Washington's arms, hugging him while crying.

Word count: 668

Awww, Washingdad to the rescue! Again!
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-Wolfy