I irritatedly sat in the couch, arms folded and stared at the ground. I had gathered everyone around the house and they roamed around the living room. Thomas and Alexander had both received a big red hand mark on both of their cheeks. Thomas sat next to me and stared with narrowed eyes at Alexander who also stared at Thomas with narrowed eyes.
Thomas started to pull out something out of his back pocket. "THOMAS PUT THE TINY DULL ONE PRONGED SWORD AWAY!" I shrieked at him as he slowly put the fork back.
Just as I said that I heard my phone ring. I sighed and picked up. "Yo," I greeted the caller. "Y/N, the dinner," Lin spoke with an angry tone.
Y/N missed the dinner party.
"F*ck," I spoke as I heard Lin sigh. "It's okay, just show up for reproductions," Lin explained as I nodded before finally answering: "Yeah, sure! I'll be there," I told him, I heard another sigh. "Daveed is coming to check on you because you've been acting off," Lin informed me. I cringed. "That is not required, I'm fine," I lied. Thomas cocked an eyebrow at me as I waved him off. "Too late, he's already in your complex," Lin told me as I heard a gentle knock on the door.
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Panic. (At the disco)
I began to curse various words under my breath before hanging up and looking around. I inhaled and asked: "Could I, single-handedly, hide all you?" I whispered. Before any of them could answer I shout-whispered: "The answer is, NO." I barked.
"OF COURSE, I CAN'T," I stated. "Oh come on, Y/N!" Lafayette beamed. "We're AmeriCANs, not AmeriCAN'Ts!" He stated with a smile. "You're French," I sighed as I face-palmed. "Y/N?" I heard coming from the door.
I looked around and accepted defeat. I carried myself over to the door and opened the door. There stood Daveed. "Y/N, we were worried about you-"He started but looked past me, right into the eyes of Thomas who was staring him down.
"...Y/N," Daveed started. "Did you put a magic mirror on the couch?" Daveed asked as he pointed at Thomas. Thomas proceeded to throw a fork at Daveed. "No," I answered as if that didn't clarify it.
"I-I'ma go," He stated as he pointed behind himself. I pulled him inside, closed the door and locked it. "You ain't going nowhere," I hissed as he gulped. Everyone took a sudden interest in Daveed. "He's dressed like Y/N," John pointed out as he looked at the hoodie and jeans. "He looks like Lafayette and Thomas," George pointed out as he switched looks between the three. "Definitely never combed his hair just like Jefferson," Alexander also stated making Thomas throw another fork in Alexander's direction.
"I can explain...Kinda," I stated with a very nervous expression. Daveed was paralyzed.
"Lemme just," Daveed smirked as he pulled out a fork.
"PUT THE FORK DOWN," I barked at Thomas as he slowly let the fork fall beside him while giving me an innocent smile. "Love you, darlin' " He smiled at me. "F*ck off," I replied.
(It's short, I'm sorry!)
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Hamilton X Reader: Back to our 17s (SEQUEL)
Fanfiction"It's me!" "Excuse me, who?" This is a sequel to back to their 70s.
