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~The Hamilton Household, the next day~

"Philip! Time for school!" Angelica said while obnoxiously turning his lights off and on. Philip responded by chucking a pillow at her and pulling the covers up over his face. Angelica glared at him and picked up the pillow. 

"Don't you dare," Philip growled from beneath the blankets.

"Oh, I'll dare all right," Angelica said before she threw the pillow back at him and raced out of the room.

"That's it!" Philip yelled, climbing out of his bed and running after her. But he didn't get very far before a sleep-deprived Alex caught him in the doorway.

"No screaming this early," Alexander said.

"Angie started it." Philip accused as he pointed a finger at her.

"No, Philip started it cuz he's a buttface!" Angelica yelled from down the hall.

"And you're a party pooper," Philip replied.

"Pooper," Alexander Jr. said, laughing at his siblings.

"What's with the potty language?" Eliza asked, joining her family in the hallway.

"They're using potty language," Angie said, pointing an accusing finger at them.

Eliza sighed then smiled. "Who wants breakfast?"

"Me!!" James said, waddling his way over to Eliza.

"Finally someone who's every other word isn't butt," Eliza said, picking up James.

"Are we having cookies?" Philip asked excitedly as the family traveled down the stairs.

"Cookies?" Alexander said, perking up.

"Not for breakfast," The kids and Alexander sighed. "But maybe there will be some when you come home from school." And then they grinned.

~At Washington Law Warriors~

"Mr. Washington?" Alexander asked, tapping at his bosses open door.

George looked up from his paperwork and said, "Son, come in."

"I'm not your son, anymore," Alexander said coldly as he walked into the office. 

George grimaced at this and cleared his throat. "You know I'm sorry about that. I didn't want to. John Adams made-"

"Save it." Alex hissed while narrowing his eyes at him.

An awkward silence passed between the two before Washington cleared his throat again. "So, what did you come here for, so- I mean Alexander."

"I want to talk to you about the promotion." Alexander began.

"If you're here to tell me that I should give it to you, I'm gonna have to remind you that I can't pick favorites," George said.

 "Favorites? I'm your favorite?" Alexander asked with a small smile growing on his face.

"Of cour-" George started.

"Nevermind, I don't care," Alex said, although he did care very much. 

Washington's face fell but he quickly asked, "Then why are you here?"

"I'm here because I think you should give the promotion to Jefferson," Alexander said through a very fake smile and gritted teeth.  

"What about me?" Thomas asked as he waltzed into the office. Speak of the devil. Since when does the devil wear bright magenta? Alexander thought.

"Oh, hi Alexander, my very respected colleague." Thomas said with a big smirk on his face. 

"Hello, Thomas." Alexander reluctantly said but he thought about saying, Hello Thomas ugly-toilet-licking-booger-picking-butt-scratching-stuck-up-poofy-haired-douchebag Jefferson.

Washington looked between the two 'former' enemies with a bewildered expression. "Okay, what is the catch? How come Alexander isn't screaming at Thomas? And why isn't Thomas insulting Alexander's fashion sense?"

"Those are things of the past. Right, Hamilton?" Thomas said, poking Alex with his cane.

"Uh-huh." Alexander agreed while narrowing his eyes at Thomas.

"Well," Washington began as he looked at them suspiciously. "Alexander was just telling me how he wanted you to be promoted."

"Oh, really? How kind of him. I do deserve it though." Thomas mocked surprise while poofing up his hair. 

"Yeah..." George trailed off as he eyed the two of them yet again. They never in their years of working together acted like this. 

"Okay, then if Alexander so badly wants me to give the promotion to Thomas then I will," Washington said while staring at Alex the whole time to see his reaction. "Thomas, you're promoted." George held out his hand for Thomas to shake.

"Thank you, sir." Thomas said as they shook hands. Alexander turned away. He couldn't bear to watch his enemy get a promotion with fully knowing that he had helped. He walked towards the doorway to leave with his fist clenched. 

"Oh, and Alexander," Thomas said with a malicious smile. "you're fired."

 Alexander turned around and sprinted at Thomas with the speed of an enraged yippy chihuahua. He had the taller man in a headlock before Washington could even utter a word. 

"Say it again, Jeffy, say it again! I dare you!" Alex growled as he gave Thomas a nuggie.

"Hamilton!" Mr. Washington shouted. "He can't fire you. Just get off him!" George pried Alexander off him.

Thomas frantically pulled out a mirror and brush to fix his hair. "Thomas, get to work," Washington said and Thomas left the office.

"What was that?!" George exclaimed, turning to face Alex.

"I'm sorry," Alex muttered without looking up at him.

"What is up with you? First, you beg me to give Jefferson a promotion then you attack him."

Alexander simply responded with a shrug. George sighed and ran his hands over his face. "Don't do it again and you better have an answer for me soon."

"Okay. Bye, Da-" Alexander started fake coughing. "-sir. Sorry, something in my throat." Alexander awkwardly backed out of the office then sprinted to his own office.

He thought two things as he stepped into his office. That was way too close to George finding out about Maria, and then, I am going to murder Thomas and his cocky magenta butt. Thankfully, Alexander didn't end up in jail because he decided that he needs to work on cutting the toxic people out of his life but not by killing them.  

~Dinner time, in the Hamilton Household~

"How was your first day of school, Philip?" Eliza asked as she ate dinner that was not cookies.

"Fantastic!" Philip exclaimed. "My teacher, Mrs. Turd, is really nice and the Lafayette triplets are in my class but Theo isn't," Philp said the last part sadly but Alex beamed.

"Mrs. Turd?" Eliza asked, skeptically.

Alexander snorted he was laughing so hard. Angelica looked unimpressed, "That cannot be her name."

"Yeah, it can!" Philip said. "Oh, wait, no, her name is Mrs. Turner. Whoopsies."

"Mama, what's a turd?" James Alexander asked.

"Just eat your vegetables, honey," Eliza said with a forced smile. By this time Alexander was practically on the floor laughing until Eliza kicked him from underneath the table. "Alexander, how was work today?" 

"Just fantastic," he stated, his voice dripping with sarcasm. "Washington gave Jefferson the promotion and I couldn't murder him without being arrested."

"Daddy, mwurder's nwot very nice." James Alexander scolded. Alexander Jr. shot his hand into the air.

"Yes, Alexander Jr.?" Eliza called on him.

"That's what I learned today. To raise my hand when I have something to say." he clarified. 

"Oh, well you don't have to do that at home," Eliza said. Alexander Jr. raised his hand again.

"Go ahead, Alexander Jr." Eliza said.

"My teacher said we have to practice." 

Eliza mentally facepalmed but smiled at her son. "That's great, honey."

"I like that. I think everyone should do that." Alex thought out loud.

"You do realize that would include you, right?" Eliza asked, looking over at him.

"Nevermind. I wouldn't be able to roast Thomas because he would never call on me."

"Alex, be nice to Thomas. He's sensitive." Eliza reprimanded. 

"Puh-lease! His ego is as big as his hair." 

"Mr. Sheepman?" Alexander Jr. asked but then remembered and raised his hand.

"Alexander Jr." Eliza called on him again.

"Mr. Sheepman?" he asked again. 

"That's him," Alex answered. 

"Speaking of Thomas, we got invited to the Washington's Halloween party," Eliza said.

"What does that have to do with Thomas?" Alexander asked.

"He's on the guest list."

Dun dun duuuuuuuuuuuuuun. "NOOOOOOOOOO! Does he have to ruin everything?!" Alexander whined like a child.