Hamilton's POV
Ok. It's been almost half a year. It's time for operation fight to begin. All I need is an opportunity.
"Sir! The red coats are coming!" Yes!! Now, all I have to do is grab the gun I hid last month and fight! Ha! Who knew this would be so easy? Nothing could possibly go wrong now! I haven't even seen Mr. Wash-
"SON?!? SON!!!" Why is he screaming? Is something wro-. (Gun Shot) you've got to be kidding me. I couldn't have possibly gotten shot! I was fighting in the shadows! I planned this for half a year! I just recently left the medical wing!
"We have some bad news... The bullet wound is infected. Because the infection is small, he's got a good chance of living."
"Thank you, Dr. Rogmobile." Infection?? This has never happened before. What are they gonna do to me? Is it really gonna hurt or only a little? I hope everything is fine.
"Son. How many times do I need to say it? You know what? That's it. You're leaving to go to the best doctors after you get helped here. Then, you will head straight for Mt. Vernon. If not, there will be consequences. Understood?"
"Yes." Ugh. And it was going so well.
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YEETMAS
Fanfictiona story that will make you yell "YEET" (it will last longer than Christmas)