A/N: I'm depending on google translate for the French here, so if you know even a little bit of French and notice whatever I wrote is a monstrosity, please feel free to correct me.
Angie: What do you mean you got grounded by your /brother/?
Alexander Hamilton: I forgot to text him I arrived home so he got like really worried and thought I had been sold to the mafia or some shit. Now I'm not allowed to eat the marshmallows in the Lucky Charms anymore. Which is bullshit to be honest. IT'S JUST LUCKY CHARMS!!
This is what I get for thinking about John and calculating the chances of him ever being attracted to, let's say, me. For research purposes, of course.
Angie: And your parents are just okay with that?
Alexander Hamilton: Legal guardian, and Thomas doesn't really care as long as we don't actually fight and hurt each other
He took a bit longer to answer this time.
Angie: Well that's not fair for you
Alexander Hamilton: Funny that /you/ out of all people say that
Angie: What do you mean?
Alexander Hamilton: Aren't you the oldest brother?
Angie: Yeah
Angie: And?
Alexander Hamilton: Exactly.
Another moment.
Angie: Point taken
I hear a sudden commotion going on in the kitchen which I know it's Lafayette. I sigh, knowing that I'll have to end the conversation here.
Alexander Hamilton: Gtg, I'm about to get scolded dkdjkksjs
"Alexandre!" I hear him calling me from the kitchen. I stuff my phone in my pocket and walk out of my room, knowing exactly what he wants.
In the kitchen I see Lafayette holding the box of Lucky Charms with a knowing look on his face. He almost looks like he's disappointed, which he actually most likely is.
"I cannot believe you," He says when he sees me, shaking his head.
"What do you mean?" I bullshit.
"You ate the Lucky Charm marshmallows after I told you to not! All of them!" He says, raising his voice enough to show he's not happy but still low enough for it to not be a scream.
"You're not my dad, Gilbert," I sigh.
"Do you know how much j'étais si inquiet heir yesterday!?" He ignores me as he keeps ranting. "I thought something had happened to you!" He starts counting with his fingers. "You could've gotten mugged, hit by a car, kidnapped, sold to human traffic, raped—"
"I can take care of myself. I've been fine on my own for years. My mom died already, I don't need another one," I say in a clearly annoyed tone. He gasps, offended.
"I am only trying to look out for you," Lafayette claims as he holds the box of Lucky Charms (now without marshmallows) against his chest.
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FanfictionAfter life threw Alexander around for years, things finally started settling down. He had a loving family, an education, and caring friends. A home. But of course, the world isn't quite done with him just yet. When he starts talking to John Laurens...
