PennAshi One Shots

My Shot

Age: 16/17

We all know that Penn would do anything to keep his girlfriend Sashi safe. Even if it means he has to do the weirdest of things. Luckily, he has friends to back him up and can throw skills like Lin Manuel Miranda.

Penn wasn't sure how this happened.

He, Sashi, Boone, and a few of their friends had gone to a party just to hang out. The friends consisted of Star, Marco, Randy, Howard, Dipper, Mable, Zach, and Melisa( Milo got the flu. Sorry man!!😐😐). Everyone was having a good time. Penn then went over to the bathroom. After finishing, he walked back. Only to see some creep ganging on Sashi. Penn tried to tell the guy of peacefully. But then, the guy went for a punch. Good thing that Penn's instincts were sharp and blocked the guy. Words were said. And the next thing he knew, Penn got stuck into a rap battle against the guy, whose name turned out to be Jack.

The thing was simple. Who ever could create the more applause is the winner. Jack did the theme of 'Fresh Prince of Bel Air'. That was going to be hand to beat. It's one of the most popular rap songs out there! Luckily, his friends had an idea. "Dude! We have a plan." Randy said as he, Dipper, Marco, Zack, and Penn got in a huddle. "What would that be?" Penn asked. "Ever heard of 'My Shot' from Hamilton?" Marco asked. Penn's eyes widened. "Yeah. I know that. But I can't do all of the roles!" Penn said. "Which is why we will be the other four dudes." Zack said. The others nodded. Penn sighed. "Okay fine." The group broke the huddle. "Ready to lose, Pretty boy?" Jack asked as the two teenaged boys were face to face. "In your dreams, asshole." Penn said and swiped the mic from Jack. He looked back to his friends. Dipper have him the thumbs up. Penn took a deep breath. Here goes nothing.

Penn: I am not throwing away my shot.
I am not throwing away my shot.
Hey yo, I'm just like my country
I'm young, scrappy and hungry
And I'm not throwing away my shot
I'ma get a scholarship to King's College
I prob'ly shouldn't brag, but dag, I amaze and astonish
The problem is I got a lot of brains but no polish
I gotta holler just to be heard
With every word, I drop knowledge
I'm a diamond in the rough, a shiny piece of coal
Tryin' to reach my goal my power of speech, unimpeachable
Only nineteen but my mind is older
These New York City streets get colder, I shoulder
Every burden, every disadvantage
I have learned to manage, I don't have a gun to brandish
I walk these streets famished
The plan is to fan this spark into a flame
But damn, it's getting dark, so let me spell out the name

Penn, along with the rest of the Boys: I am the A-L-E-X-A-N-D-E-R we are meant to be.

Penn: A colony that runs independently
Meanwhile, Britain keeps shittin' on us endlessly
Essentially, they tax us relentlessly
Then King George turns around, runs a spending spree
He ain't ever gonna set his descendants free
So there will be a revolution in this century
Enter me,

Marco and Randy: he says in parentheses

Penn: Don't be shocked when your hist'ry book mentions me
I will lay down my life if it sets us free
Eventually, you'll see my ascendancy
And I am not throwing away my shot
I am not throwing away my shot
Hey yo, I'm just like my country
I'm young, scrappy and hungry
And I'm not throwing away my shot

Penn and the boys: I am not throwing away my shot
I am not throwing away my shot
Hey yo, I'm just like my country
I'm young, scrappy and hungry
And I'm not throwing away my shot
It's time to take a shot!

Zack: I dream of life without a monarchy
The unrest in France will lead to onarchy?
Onarchy how you say, how you say, anarchy?
When I fight, I make the other side panicky
With my, shot!