South Park in Hamilton because I have no life.

History has it's eyes on you and Yorktown (chapter 12)

Let's go. Fun fact: Washington's and Jefferson's IRL are mostly black. Yet again, I'm aware John Laurens wasn't in South Carolina yet, the musical doesn't exactly give that the time of day.
~Eko.
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"You asked for me," I say.

Token sighs.

"I just wanted to give you a word of advice," he says.

I nod.

"I was younger than you are now when I was given my first command, I led my men straight into a massacre... I witnessed their deaths firsthand," he says.

Fort Necessity is impossible to defend, I'm aware of that thanks to him...

"I made every mistake and felt the shame rise in me," he says.

He started the French and Indian war but he has grown from that.

"And now? I lie awake knowing history has it's eyes on me," He says.

"Yeah?" I ask.

"History has it's eyes on me," he says.

"Yeah," I mutter.

"Let me tell you what I wish I'd known, when I was young and dreamed of glory: You have no control: Who lives, who dies, who tells your story," he says.

He gets up.

"I know that we can win! I know that greatness lies in you," he says.

I smile with pride.

"But remember from here on in.... history has it's eyes on you," he says.

He takes me by the shoulders.

"History has it's eyes on you!"

~Time skip.~

The battle of Yorktown. 1781, this day should go down in history!

"Madame Testaburger!" Bebe says.

"Madame Stevens!" I say.

"In command where you belong," she says.

She wanted this spot but I got to lead!

"How you say, no sweat," I say.

"It's an understandable mistake. After all, comment dit-on is what I'm used to," Bebe says.

"No sweat," I say.

"We're finally on the field," I say, changing the subject.

"I said you shouldn't take the bench," Bebe says.

"Even then. We've had quite the run!" I say.

"Immigrants:" she says.

"We get the job done," both of us say.

"So what happens if we win?" I ask.

She smiles.