mmmmmm this was supposed to have a prompt but i kinda strayed from it...whoops

mkay...so i got the idea of the lie tree from the book

The Lie Tree (i dont remember the author srry)

ITS SO GOOD GO READ IT RN ITS A BEAUTIFUL PIECE OF ART

but pretty much, theres a tree that when u whisper a lie to it and make people believe the lie it'll grow a fruit. When you eat the fruit, you see a vision thing showing the truth of a secret or something like that...

btw this is terrible AND IT DOESNT MALE ANY SENSE (at least to me it doesnt and i read it over like 10 times) so im sorry for that...BTW I HATE HOW THIS TURNED OUT SO GET URSELF READY FOR SOME SHIT IN ITS PUREST FORM

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~Hammy ham ham man POV~

Do it for science. Do it for science. Do it for science.

I repeated it over and over in my head like a mantra but only half believing it. I lofted my head from the desk and stared at the title of the document on my screen.

The Schuyler Pamphlet

I frowned thinking about the misery it would cause and the lie it would spread. I rubbed my face in my hands and slouched back into the swivel chair. It was Thomas' favorite thing about our office.

Stupid, stupid tree. Why had I let Angelica drag me into this? I had known it was a bad idea. I frowned some more thinking about the scientific discovery me, Thomas, and Angelica had made over a year ago.

The lie tree. That insane and scientifically impossible tree that had caused all of this.

Over a year ago, the three of us were on a scientific trip to England to explore some of the ruins there but instead we had stumbled upon something unreal. Sure, we had all read stories about the one and only tree. A tree that would bear an apple of truth but only if you whispered it a lie and made enough people believe it. Supposedly, when you ate the apple, a truth would reveal itself through a vision.

Thousands had tried to find it and thousands had claimed to have it but there were was no real documentation of the tree. There was no real evidence that the tree existed.

It sounded mythological but when we had found it, we could barely believe it. We made multiple tests and experiments on it. We compared it to descriptions from stories to confirm that it was truly the tree. We decided that it wouldnt hurt to bring the tree home but we couldnt tell anyone about it. All three of us secretly agreed to not mention it to anyone else.

As soon as we got back to New York, we stashed the tree (which was more like a small sized bush) in Thomas' basement. We had decided to feed it a lie and prove that it was truly the lie tree itself.

Unfortunately, we had agreed to let Angelica tell the lie. I chuckled softly remebering the way my stomach had dropped when I heard her lie.

"Jefferson and Hamilton love each other and are dating," she said softly to the tree, a smirk placed on her lips.

"Woah, woah, woah, back it up! I'm not dating that gremlin!"

"I am not a gremlin! And i am not going to date that tree!"

"Shut up both of you! I already told the lie and theres no going back. Just 'date' for a month and hopefully by that time we'll see some progress," Angelica scolded us, typing some stuff on her computer. "And stop calling each other names its immature. You guys are supposed to be world renowned scientists! Not toddlers!"

"A month?" Jefferson and I said in unison.

"See? You guys are already saying the same thing at the same time like a married couple. How sweet," she teased, causing us to complain even more.

We had announced our "relationship" that night with all of our other friends and received shocked but supportive responses. Our first night together had to be spent in my apartment. It was living hell.

But at the end of the week, it was worth it. Quicker than the three of us had thought, a full sized apple had grown on one of the branches, shining in the dull light of the lights of the basment.

After that day, we had received a fruit about once a week. We learned deep dark secrets about the world. Lies that had spread around the world and secrets that had been buried for so long. We learned which politicians werent true to their word and which criminals had escaped their demises.

We couldnt release any of this information to the public without any other evidence but it was clear to see that our discovery was real. It really was the lie tree.

After a few months of this, we debated on telling the rest of the world. In the end, we dicided that it would lnt be a good idea. If we did, lies would be thrown everywhere and trusts would be broken. It was better if the tree was kept a secret.

As the months passed, Thomas and I had finally figured out how to live in the same apartment without mauling each other. We still disliked each other very much but for a few mintes, we could keep up a normal conversation.

Living together could really reveal alot about a person. Willingly or unwillingly.

Through late night conversations and drunk talks, I learned that the Virginian could play the violin pretty well and he had more siblings than he could count on one hand.

I finally opened up to him and told him a little about my past. Nothing too drastic though. Just some stuff about the hurricane. Nothing else.

One night, it was raining harder than ever. The rain drops on the windows sounded like pebbles being thrown against the glass. The wind sounded like a howling monster but the lighting and thunder was what truly pushed me to my breaking point. I dont remember much except for the overwhelming sense of fear that flickered in me.The next morning, I was in bed with Thomas' arm around my waist.

I smiled faintly and fixed my posture in the swivel chair. Now that I think about it, that was probably the day i had fallen for him. It was subtle at first but like dry kindle, it ignited quickly.

I soon began to grow a soft spot for Thomas, my heart skipping a beat when he walked into the room or being speechless for a few seconds.

Soon enough, we had both fallen fast for each other but neither wanted to confess. Both of us were too stubborn. But soon enough, we wouldnt need to confess.

Two weeks ago, the tree had failed to bear a fruit leading the three of us to the conclusion that I really did love Jefferson and he loved me back.

I still couldnt wrap my head around it.

Now I was here, stuck at my desk, writing a pamphlet about how I had "cheated" on Thomas with Angelica. It would be a lie that would be big enough to keep the tree bearing fruit. For some reason, Angelica kept me from telling Thomas about the lie. She insisted that it would interfete with the tree somehow. He would be kept in the dark about what was going on. I didnt see it but she was always the smartest of us three.

I felt a horrible twist in my gut as I thought of what would happen when I published the pamphlet. I lifted my hand to my face and was surprised to pull my hand away, my fingers moist from tears.

I didnt want to loose him. As much as I didnt want to admit it, he had made me happier than I had ever been in years past. It was fun to have some one to bicker with yet I could love them all the same. Although we had desposed each other, we knew one another like the back of our hand. It felt nice to know that tjere ws soemone there for you, someone who understood you.

I sighed and pushed myself out of the chair, grabbing my laptop and walking towards the basement. I might as well visit the thing that caused this all.

I opened the door, shivering a little when the cold air hit me. I stared at the plant in the middle of the basement. Since we had brought it from England, the tree had grown. Its branches and vines had taken over the room, causing the room to be filled with dark, scratchy leaves. I had to step over a root and duck under some vines to reach the center of the room. Over the span of a few months, it had grown rapidly. I sighed looking over the strange plant.

I silently cursed Angelica for all of this as I opened up my laptop, the horrible pamphlet stared me in the face. Once again, I could feel tears in my eyes, blurring my vision slightly.

I moved my mouse above the publish button, waiting for a few seconds before pressing it. I shut my eyes, realizing that it was out there. The lie was out there. There was no going back.

Thomas may not know it yet, but I lost him.

I had let go of him and there was no way to get him back. There was no way for me to win him back.

I shut my eyes tight as a nauseating feeling passed over me, realizing fully what I had just done. I let out a breath, slowly opening my eyes and looking right at the plant in front of me.

As i looked, i noticed something that wasnt there before.

The bud of a flower, the signal of an apple growing.

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ew ew ewwwwwwwww i dont like how this turned out...it seemed beter in my head....

ewwwww this is traaaash...im probly gonna delete this later

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