A/N: I really wanted to do a Halloween chapter while it's the Halloween season soooooooo we're just gonna pretend that for some reason their school starts in October and that it's been October this whole time lol. Happy Halloween!

~At the Washington's Halloween Bash~

Ding-dong! Martha looked in the mirror one last time and fixed her fangs before rushing off to answer the door. "I got it!" she called out to her husband.

"No, I wanna answer it!" George called from down the hall, beginning to run to the door also. They both sped up and crashed into the door at the same time. Martha quickly unlocked the door and swung it open.  The out of breath 'vampires' looked welcomingly at their guests, the Hamiltons, and Thomas? Wait, no, it's Alexander in a Thomas costume? A huge afro wig sat on Alexander's head and he was decked out in a full magenta suit. And to complete the look, he held a cane. 

"Thomas?" Martha asked.

"Nope. It's Alex. I dressed as the scariest thing I know," he explained, with a proud smile.

"Oh," Martha said, not sure how to react.

"I tried to talk him out of it," Eliza told Martha. "He didn't listen. We were going to be Mickey and Minney but no." Eliza stood in the doorway in a Minnie Mouse dress and ears with a small black dot painted on her nose. 

"Well, come in, come in. You're the first to arrive." George said, opening the door wider. 

The kids took their chance and ran into the banquet hall straight towards the dessert table. Philip swerved his lightsaber around like the little Jedi he was and Angelica raced after him while casting spells with her wand. Alexander Jr. tried to keep up with his siblings in his dino onesie but had to drag James along with him who was in a, no surprise, cookie monster costume.   

George and Martha had had this Halloween party since the beginning of time and they had become experts at decorating it. All sort of colored lights danced around the room and shined through the fog that the fog machines had made. Cobwebs hung all over the walls and everywhere you turned there was a skeleton staring at you. 

"Where's Alexander?" Alexander asked.

"Are you talking about yourself in the third person? Or referring to your son?" George asked, joining the Hamiltons in the hall.  

"No and no. I mean the cat." Just in time the tom cat slyly strolled into the room in a princess costume that she did not look like she enjoyed. Martha had named the cat after Alexander before she had known the gender and well, she hadn't had the heart to change the name because their personalities just fit so well.  

"Why is Alexander in that hideous outfit?" Alex asked, looking at the sparkly pink dress with a repulsed face. 

"You can say that again," Angelica mumbled to herself, although she wasn't referring to the cat.

"I thought it was cute," George confessed.

"You picked this out? Oh, I'm so sorry, Alex." Alexander cooed as he picked up the cat. "We can't have my namesake going around wearing this, now can we? Luckily, I bought a costume just for you."

"Sometimes, I think he loves that cat more than himself." Eliza thought out loud.

"Now, that is impossible," Angelica remarked.

Before Eliza could scold her daughter for her sass the doorbell rang. The Washington's looked at each other competitively and were off to the races once again. They returned with the Laurens family and Angelica with her plus one AKA Tigger. Frances Laurens skipped over in her Princess Peach costume to the other children. 

"Peggy, are you Mario?" Eliza asked with a raised eyebrow.

"Yes," Peggy grumbled. "And there was supposed to be a Luigi."

John crossed his arms over his turtle onesie and said, "This is a way cuter costume."

"Well, we would have had a cute family costume if someone hadn't ruined it," Peggy stated passive-aggressively.   

"There was no way I was putting on that stupid mustache." John pouted.

"I put on the stupid mustache!" Peggy argued, gesturing at the fake mustache. "And now my sister and a cat have a better couple costume then us!"

Tigger, dressed as Peter pan, squirmed to be free of Angelica's grip but Angelica ignored it and fixed her Wendy dress then adjusted Tigger's hat. "Don't listen to her, Tigger. We look cute, she's just jealous," she assured the cat. 

"Tigger and I will always have the cutest costume!" Angelica stated before Tigger escaped her grasp and made a mad dash for the dance floor. "Tigger, no!" she exclaimed, running after her 'date'.

Once again the doorbell rang and George and Martha sprinted off to get it. This time they returned with Theo as a, you guessed it, princess, Theodosia as a queen and Aaron in a knight costume. An arguing Herc and Laf with a small army of children were not far behind. 

"Laf, are you dressed as a piece of toast?" John asked.

"Yep, get it?" Lafayette asked. Everyone looked at him with confused looks. "French toast?" he offered.

George laughed and everyone else groaned at the pun. "At least someone appreciates my puns," Laf said.

"I tried to convince him to be a french fry instead," Hercules explained.

"That would have been so much better." John agreed.

"French fries are from Belgium, not France!" Laf shouted. For some strange reason, french fries were a very triggering topic for him.

"And French Toast is from the Roman Empire. What's your point?" Hercules argued.

"In France, French toast is called pain perdu so at least its actually a dish that we have there. And may I remind you that no one dresses like that in France." Lafayette sassed.

Hercules looked down at his blue striped shirt and the baguette in his hand. "Vraiment?" Hercules asked in the worst French accent. (It means really) 

"That's not how I sound!" Laf shouted.

"That's not how I sound!" Hercules mocked still with the horrible accent. 

The door opened and the Jeffmads family interrupted the argument.  "What did I miss?" Thomas asked in a box of Mac and Cheese costume. 

"wHat dId i mIsS?" Alexander mocked as he placed Alexander the cat on the floor. The cat scampered off in a green suit and small spectacles, she looked suspiciously like Alex. 

"Wow, Hamilton! You look so much nicer than usual." Thomas complimented.

"Really? 'Cause I dressed as the ugliest thing I know." Alex said.

"Alright, alright!" George interrupted before they could get too far. "Let's get this party started!"

This was followed by a chorus of cheers. "Who wants to take the kids trick or treating?" Washington asked.

"I will!" Alexander offered.

"No," everyone else answered.

"Whyyyyy?" He whined.

"Oh, I don't know. Maybe the fact that last year you almost lost all of the kids?" Angelica offered.

"Keyword almost and I didn't lose James Alexander." 

"He was a baby. It's not like he can go anywhere," Eliza deadpanned.

"Fineeee," Alex groaned.

"Eliza and I will go," Thomas suggested.

"No! They're just gonna gossip!" Alex protested. Everyone ignored Alexander and sent them on their way. 

~While Trick or Treating~

"Did you see that Susan and Greg got a divorce?" Thomas asked Eliza.

"No! I thought they were perfect for each other." Eliza exclaimed.

"Apparently not. Susan has always been a hothead."

"True." she agreed.

"Mama, Mama! Can we go to that house?" Philip asked excitedly.

"Sure," Eliza said as they began walking down the street. 

"I'm gonna get the most candy!" Philip shouted.

"No way! I will!" Martha Jefferson argued.

"Kids, wait! We need to get some pictures." Eliza ordered.

"Ughhhhhhhhhhhhhh," They all complained.

"Come on. Everyone listen to Eliza," Thomas instructed.

"Her name is Mommy, Mr. Sheepman." Alexander Jr. corrected.

"I am not a sheep, child Hamilton." Thomas chided with a strained smile.

"Whatever you say, Mr. Baa Baa." Alexander Jr. said, stepping into line with the rest of the kids.

"Philip, push in a little and put your arm around your sister." Eliza scolded while holding out her phone to take the picture. Philip reluctantly placed his arm around Angelica but put it so that he wasn't touching her, just floating around her. 

"Okay, everyone smile. John Mulligan that means you too," 

"Ninja turtles don't smile, they're tough," he replied.

Eliza sighed, "Thomas, do Laf's duck song."

"What? No," Thomas said.

"Please," Eliza begged.

"No," he said flatly.

"Thomas," Eliza warned in her scary voice that everyone listened to. Thomas started singing the song out of fear of Eliza and the kids erupted into giggles. Eliza quickly snapped the picture as Thomas stopped singing.

"Mr. Sheepy, keep going." Alexander Jr. urged.

And Thomas was forced to sing the Rubber Ducky song all throughout trick or treating until they finally arrived back at the party. Let's just say the group got some weird looks and Thomas would probably lose his voice tomorrow.

~At the end of the party~

"Listen up, everyone! Before you all go, we are going to announce the winners for the costume contest." Martha said, into a microphone. The room grew silent and everyone listened eagerly. "Initially, Alexander won every category," Alex began walking up to the small stage Martha was standing on with a huge smile but Martha added, "but we figured out that he had voted for himself a ton of times, so he had been disqualified from the contest."

"Not fair!" Alexander shouted.

"Ha! Look who's never gonna win now!" Thomas taunted.

Martha continued on, "The winner for best couple costume is...."

"Not us because you ruined our costume." Peggy hissed at John, still salty about the whole thing.

"Angelica and Tigger!!" Martha announced.

"They're not even a couple!" Peggy yelled, outraged at the turn of events.

"Yes, Tigger! We did it!" Angelica said to the cat and they walked up to get their prize of candy from Martha.

"Meow, meow, mom you always have the best ideas, meow, meow." 'Tigger' said.

"I know," Angelica replied.

"A cat beat us, John. A cat." Peggy said.

"They did have a cute costume, Pegs-" John started.

"A CAT!" Peggy shouted, in case he didn't understand it the first time.

"Next up, we have the winner for best group costume.... The Burrs!"

Aaron smirked at Alexander. They had always had a little competition when it came to the costume contest. Alex glared at him as he made his way to the stage.

"The winner for the best enemy costume? Wait, since when is this a category? Well, it's Alexander and Alexander? I thought we disqualified you." Martha said.

"Guess you missed one," Alexander said with a proud smirk on his face. He picked up the cat dressed as him and they collected their prize.

"Okay, well that category was nonexistent until a few seconds ago but now we have the best children's costume.... James Alexander!"

"Me?" James asked with a tiny grin.

"Yes, you, silly," Eliza said with a smile as she grabbed his hand and led him to the stage. Martha handed James his prize, cookies, and they were left with one category.

"Finally, the moment we've all been waiting for. The best costume overall is.... Lafayette!!"

Lafayette stuck his tongue out at Hercules then made his way to the stage. Laf grabbed the microphone and prize from Martha. "I would just like to thank all my kids for supporting my decision on this costume," Laf began.

"Go, Dad!" Anastasie cheered.

"And Mr. Washington for being the only one who laughed at my very good pun. Lastly, I want to say, that the rest of you can stick a piece of french toast in it 'cause look who's up here now!" Lafayette yelled.

"Alright," Martha said, stealing the microphone from Laf before he could damage the poor children's innocence. "Happy Halloween!" Martha said as everyone began making their way to the door.

"I should have won all of those," Alexander pouted.

"Becuase you cheated," Jefferson added.

"Oh, look there's our car," Eliza grabbed Alex's hand before he could tear Jefferson apart. "Bye, TJeffs!"

"Bye, Liza!" Thomas said.

"He has a nickname for you now?!" Alexander asked.