Sanders Sides One Shots(HIATUS)

Hamilton(Prinxiety)

     Just me being bored and listening to Hamilton XD I didn't really do their reactions very well but whatever lol. Absolutely no plot line I just winged it the whole time.

TW: censored swearing, bad writing, God's name used in vain, extended metaphors

Virgil pushed the door to Roman's room open.

"Took you long enough." Roman smirked.

Virgil sighed. "Hamilton can't possibly be as good as you say it is."

Roman raises an eyebrow. "Wanna bet?"

"No." Virgil hated bets. Whenever he made them he would always stress so much about whether he would lose or not that his anxiety sucked all the fun out of it.

Roman patted the space on the bed beside him. "Shall we start?"

Roman had challenged Virgil to a Nerf War the other day. Virgil had risen to the challenge and failed. Roman has smirked, telling him that if he surrendered, he had to listen to Hamilton with him.

Virgil hasn't particularly wanted a nerf blast to the head, so he had followed. Now, he was wondering whether the hit would've hurt as much as this.

Virgil reluctantly laid by Roman, folding his hands behind his head. "Let's get this over with, Princey." He muttered.

Roman smirked. "As you wish"

The music started. "Alexander Hamilton" was playing.

"So he was an orphan. And an immigrant. And he was good at writing." Virgil asked.

"Shut up and listen."

"Ok, did the first song cover twenty years?"

"Yes. His tragic backstory!"

Virgil sighed. "Can I go now?"

"Nope."

'Aaron Burr, Sir' came on.

"This guy's ok. Honestly? I agree. I don't get how people are so extroverted." Virgil huffed.

Roman winked. "Trust me, you will not think he's ok by the end of this."

"Ohmygod why are they rapping so fast? Like, chill." Virgil scoffed.

Roman teared up. "DON'T you dare insult John Laurens!" He hugged a turtle plushie. Virgil looked at him funny, then shrugged. (Little did he know he would be doing the same thing every time he listened to it. The author isn't sobbing about Philip Hamilton right now. Why would they be?)

-'My Shot'-
Virgil sighed. "There goes the fourth wall- my god. Is this song six minutes of them getting drunk and rapping about how much they love war and their country and revolution?

"Basically. But you have to admit it's catchy."

"I mean... I guess."

-The Story Of Tonight-

"So this is the same thing but they're extra drunk and singing about their legacy instead of rapping." Virgil scoffed.

"Yes. But it's still awesome."

-The Schuyler Sisters-

"Ok, where did this come from? Damn." Virgil couldn't stop himself from tapping along to the beat.

"I told you you'd like it." Roman smirked.

Virgil blushed. "Shut up, Princey." He muttered.