Hamilton's POV
"Who... Who are you?" They better not be working with the British!
"Ya. I guessed you didn't know you were coming here. I'm Martha Washington, and you're in Mt. Vernon."
NO! I MUST GET BACK TO THE WAR!
"You're older brother wanted to know when you woke up so I'll get him. Also Alex. I noticed you have been shot. Thrice. Don't try anything funny. I'll be here if you need anything!" Scary. Older brother? Does she mean Laf? Is he here? Where's Mr. Washington? WHY AM I HERE?!?
"Ah. Petite Lion! You've awaken!"
"Laf, where's Mr. Washington?" He'll tell me the truth!
"Erm... He'z.... Umm... In Pariz! You zee, ze war ended a while ago!"
"It did?"
"Yez! We won! Papa iz juzt signing treatyz, zat iz all!" Why is he acting so suspicious?
"Why are you so... Shakey?"
"Umm... Molez are everywhere. It zometimez scarez me."
"Okay.. When will we see Mr. Washington?"
"... Later."
Okay... Somethings wrong here. I just can't put my finger on it!
What are they hiding?
"Why don't you eat zomething, Petite Lion. You muzt be hungry!"
"I guess." I'm going to find out what's wrong and find Mr. Washington! I just need to keep asking!
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YEETMAS
Fanfictiona story that will make you yell "YEET" (it will last longer than Christmas)
