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thing i would only write when sleep deprived #3

Modern AU where poly Alexander, Eliza and John are all married and Phillip is their teenage son who is dating George Eacker (fight me Naldi- ) and Hamilton HATES him. (I have a lot of ideas about this idea.)

Eliza's point of view:

"Hey, has anybody seen my gun?" Alexander asks, walking in.
"Excuse me?" I ask.
"My gun. Where is it?'
"Why do you need your gun?" Laurens asks, also looking concerned..

"On a completely unrelated note, why did nobody tell me that that Eacker boy was here?"
"Alexander..." I sigh.
"Where's my gun?"
"Alexander." I repeat. "Leave them be"
"You don't wanna know what I just overheard."

John and I exchange a look, then I head to Phillip's room while he tries to distract Alex. I knock on the door, wait a few seconds, then enter slowly. Phillip is lying on the bed, looking very suspicious.
"Is he in the closet or under the bed?" I sigh.
"Wh-what?" He asks nervously, blushing. I fold my arms.
"George.'
"Hi, Mrs Hamilton." He pops his head up from behind the bed.

"I suggest you get out before Alexander finds his gun." I tell him. "Or the knives.
And I suggest you-" I look at Phillip- "get dressed and try to talk him down from skinning your boyfriend alive."
"Shit."
"Language."

I wait outside the door for a few minutes, then it opens.
"Sorry." Phillip says.
"For what?" George replies.
"For my psycho dad." I don't even argue.
"It's fine." He says, then kisses Phillip on the cheek. "Love you."
"Love you, too."

Eacker quickly leaves, and Phillip sighs. "Why does pops hate him so much?"
"He's just over protective. Eacker did push you down the stairs."
"Once."
"Still."
"Accidentally."
"Hm."
"We made up!'
"Clearly." I laugh.
"Mom!"

"Just... try to convince your father you didn't do anything."
"He's not easy to persuade.'
"I said try." I shrug, and he lets out a defeated sign.
"Okay, let's see how much he shouts at me."