Alexander:

You were currently in the bathroom, practicing your speech. At graduation, you were asked to be the valedictorian and give your speech in three days. Of course, you said yes. And of course, you're you so you forgot to write it until the last week.

"U-uh...and...um..." you thought while writing down your speech on flash cards. "Uh...ugh, just have a good life classmates who I don't even care about," you sulked trying to think.

"Out of ideas?" You heard a guy chuckle. You turned around and saw Alexander, your boyfriend. He laughed as your embarrassed self turned a bright shade of red.

John:

You and John were at your local Walmart shopping for groceries. "Hey Y/N!" John said motioning to you, "can you find the ice cream?" You nodded, "I'm on it!" You said as you rushed to the frozen aisle.

You scanned the ice cream, "Hm...vanilla...vanilla... where's the vanilla?" You mumbled, "Aha!" You opened the freezer door and grabbed the vanilla flavored ice cream. "Ugh! Why is this so h-heavy? AH!" You dropped the ice cream on the floor as the lid popped open.

The slippery, cold substance spread out on the floor. "AHH!" You yelled as your legs struggled to stay straight up. "GAH!" You fell on your butt. "Ow..." you complained.

You looked up and saw John staring down at you, laughing. "Haha! Need some help N/N?" John said as he reached his hand out to you. Your face was red and you grabbed his hand. "This'll take time to clean..."

Aaron:

You were in the kitchen attempting to cook a new recipe from your brand new recipe book that Aaron got you for your birthday. To be honest you were never really good at cooking. So Aaron got you a cook book.

"Ok...so cut here..." you said to yourself as you grabbed the cooking knife and pointed at where to cut the food. Aaron was currently in his office working on some stuff. You cut the food slowly making sure you didn't mess anything up.

"Ok...one...two...thre- OW!" You yelped as the knife you had in your hand cut your finger. "OW! OW! OWWW!" You yelled clutching your finger.

Aaron came out of his office with a first aid kit sighing. "I knew this would happen..." he took a bandage and wrapped it around your bleeding finger. Your face turned red as you covered your tomato face with your other hand.

King George III:

You and George were out for a stroke in the park. "Ok, so some of my friends are coming to meet us here. It's there first time meeting you," George explained. You nodded looking at the floor.

You haven't ever met George's friends, so you were kinda nervous. "I'll go this way and you go that way. Alright Y/N?" You nodded and went off to try and find George's friends.

After a good five minutes a tall man started waving at you. You were confused. You haven't met this man in your life! Now he's waving as if I know him? "Maybe he's one of George's friends!" You thought out loud. So you waved back smiling.

The man walked towards you. You stiffened. He then said, "Hey Layla!" You were confused. You saw the man walk behind you and smile at a girl that he was probably originally waving at.

You turned red, embarrassed that you waved at someone for no apparent reason. "Haha!" You turned around and saw George laughing. "You're adorable Y/N, now let's go. My friends are just over there!"

Washington:

You were invited to a party at Angie's house. You read the text invite that she sent you and immediately got up and ran to your closet. You grabbed an adorable bathing suit that you got last weekend. "Yes! Pool party!!!" You yelled.

You texted George, asking him when he'll be home from work so that you can go to the party.

N/N the anime nerd: Yo George? When r u gonna come home? Angie has a party

Washing machine: Sry, probably gonna be late. I'll probably just meet u there.

N/N the anime nerd: Okie doki! See u there!

Washing machine: Kk, luv u bye

N/N the anime nerd: Bye ❤️

After a few hours it was time for the party. You got your bathing suit on and put a robe above it. You grabbed your car keys and drove to Angie's house.

When you arrived you saw George's car already there. You got out and rang the door bell. You heard rustling and the door opened. You saw Peggy staring at you with a confused smile.

"E-Eh...heyyyy Y/N..." Peggy said awkwardly. You smiled and entered, "Hey Pegs! Why are you so-" you paused and looked around. You saw people in causal clothes looking at you with the same confused face Peggy had when she opened the door.

"Um...Y/N this is a pool party...as in the game..." Angie explained. You stood dumbfounded. "Well how was I supposed to know?!" You yelled. Angie got out her phone. "Y/N...it says 'You're invited to a pool (game) party' ..." She said as she read the text out loud. Your face reddened

George chuckled, "Hey, at least you look sexy," he said. Your face flushed even more as your boyfriend and a bunch of others laugh at his comment.

Philip:

Philip was on the piano practicing some riffs. You hummed along with the notes. "Aww, you're so cute," Philip complimented. You blushed. "Let's see...I'ma play F/S ok?" Philip asked. "Yes!" You smiled.

As Philip played you sang along remembering all the lyrics. Phil continued playing while you sang your heart out. You knew that a belt was coming up so you held a breath and prepared to belt.

Baddddd idea. It was as if a cat was hit in the throat. It. Was. Terrible. Philip slammed his hands on the keys and laughed. You blushed a deep red. "Oh my god Y/N!" He said hugging you, "You're so cute but hon, you're gonna strain your voice,"

Lafayette:

"Matin mon chéri," You heard as you struggled to open your eyes. "Morning Laf..." you mumbled as you got up. Your boyfriend laughed and kissed your cheek. "Vous devenez bon en Français miel," Laf said.

You looked up at him clueless. He sighed, "I said that you're getting good at French," You made an "O" sound and scratched your head. "Well uh...ha, apparently not," you laughed.

After having breakfast, you went to you and your boyfriend's shared room and grabbed a French dictionary.

You've been studying for at least an hour when Laf entered. You hid the book and gave him a nervous smile. "What is going on mon chéri?" Laf asked smirking. "Nothinggggg," you said stretching out the 'ing'.

Laf laughed and grabbed the poorly hidden dictionary. Your face reddened. "Hm...speak French to me chéri," Laf demanded. "U-uh...tu ast c-c-chade? D-did I do that right?" You struggled saying the words. He chuckled. "Non, flattery is mignonne though," He complimented. You blushed redder than a camion de pompier.

Thomas:

Thomas worked two jobs. A lawyer and a guy who works at Target. Yes...very strange combination. You went shopping when you saw him in the gaming aisle sorting some video games.

You waved at him, "Hey Thomas!" You greeted. He smiled and waved back. You continued shopping. While you were looking around you ended up at the electronics aisle. You checked out Beats by Dre, Nintendo switches, and some video games.

After playing a few games you saw a GIANT tv, you checked the price but while you were doing that, a random cart flew by next to you. You fell on the giant Tv that was now playing a few ads.

You saw a few people looking at you cringing. You also saw Thomas staring and trying to hold back a laugh and miserably failing. Guess you'll have to buy it now.

Hercules:

You and Herc were at your neighbors house babysitting their three kids. All of them under eight years old.

"Hey Y/N go get the toy box! The kids are grumpy..." Herc said. You went to each room in the house. After a good ten minutes of searching you finally found it in a closet.

You struggled to drag it so you decided to carry it down the stairs and into the living room. When you got to the stairs you took a deep breath and took a step. You couldn't see two feet in front of you cause of the toy box you were holding.

One step...two step...three step...four- "OH SHIT!" You yelled. Herc covered all the kids ears and lifted an eyebrow at you. All the toys were now all over the stairs. Your face flushed and you reached out to pick up the toys.