"Pops?"
"What Pip?" I asked.
"When can I see Dad?" I froze. I mean, it's fair enough he wants to see his Dad. Me and his father have been split for six years now. Pip is twelve.
"U-uh. Your Da-ad?"
"Uh-huh!" He grinned. God he was adorable. I loved Philip more than anything in the world. Think, Alexander, think! Ah, of course!
"Why don't we go and see Grandma 'n Gramps?" I asked, dodging the question. Referring to Martha and George
"You can't avoid Dad forever, Pops..." He muttered. "I still have his surname, Pops! My name is Philip Jefferson-Hamilton and I demand to see my Dad!" He shouted. I hate it when Philip shouts because I have to shout back. I looked at his big, brown eyes. They remind me just of Thomas. Thomas always used to say they reminded him of Anime characters. Our friend, James drew Philip a few weeks ago.
(Not entirely sure who drew this originally)
"Philip! You DON'T use that mouth with me! Do not make me wash it out with soap. I had that done to me at your age!" I sent Philip off to his room then I opened my phone contacts.
Tommy </3
I looked at his contact and click it reluctantly.
12:37 Lexi-Lou: Thomas?
12:39 Lexi-Lou: Thomas it's important.
12:43: Lexi-Lou: Thomas!
12:47 Lexi- Lou: Image attacted
(Bunny)
12:47 Lexi-Lou: It's Philip...
12:48: Tommy </3: Ok, for Pip, not for you...
12:48 Lexi-Lou: Thanks! He wants to see you...
12:49 Tommy </3: You know I can't do that, Alexander..
12:50 Lexi-Lou: Thomas...
12:51 Tommy </3: I can't, ok?!
12:51 Lexi-Lou: Give me one good reason why YOUR son shouldn't be your top priority
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Hamilton Oneshots
FanficHighest Ranking: #21 in twoshots Hah, fluff, angst, maybe even the occasional crossover but nOT SMUT PLZ SAME THE SMOL AMOUNT OF INNOCENCE LEFT IN MEH I take requests but I don't do G. Wash in a ship, he's a dad; not a daddy