This is just a silly Hamilton AU where Burr and Hamilton are very proud soccer moms.
Cover art credit to my talented sister!!
I don't mean to offend the historical figures in this story in any way. This story is purely based off their personas in t...
A/N: shout out to my amazing/annoying cousin @MalloryKeaveney who gives me ideas and forces me to use her ideas!!!!!!!!!! Enjoy my 'art skillzz' lol!
~Saturday morning, the Hamilton house~
"Angelica! Can I please have the orange?" Philip whined as he colored in his picture.
"No, I need to finish the sun," Angelica answered. Her tongue was stuck out in concentration while she furiously scribbled.
"You are such a marker hog," Philip complained.
"I'm a marker hog. Look at James Alexander he used every single marker," Angelica retorted. James Alexander ignored his sister and waddled up to his mom while holding up his picture for her to see.
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"That's beautiful," Eliza said as she looked at the scribbles her son made. "It's going on the fridge."
"The fridge?" James asked in amazement.
"The fridge," she confirmed while ruffling his hair. Eliza plucked a magnet off the refrigerator and stuck the scribbles beneath it.
"What is this trash-" Alexander began as he walked out of his office. He then looked across the room and put the pieces together. "I mean, beautiful artwork."
"It's James Alexander's," Eliza answered with a pointed look in Alex's direction.
"Oh, um, in that case, we should call the local art museum cause that is where it belongs," Alex tried to fix his mistake.
James Alexander giggled, "Rweally?"
"Of course," Alexander answered. Then he proceeded to pull a pretend phone out of his pocket and fake call an art museum.
"Mama, I think mine deserves to be in a museum," Angelica said as she brought her picture up to Eliza.
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"That is one realistic chicken nugget," Eliza observed.
"No, mine's better," Philip objected. He shoved his picture in front of Angelica's.
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