Hamilton || Into the Future! [Reader Insert + x Reader] ( ON HOLD )

4. Jail

Lafayette held the cheek she had touched with a smile. He looked down back at Alexander the Turtle, Who was now nibbling on Laf's thumb. "Hungry, no?"He then walked back to the planetarium, and set Alexander the Turtle down. "Let's get you some food." He smiled like a child as he dumped way too much food in Alexander the Turtle's feed. "Now you'll be full for the next fifty years." He put his hands on his hips, and grinned in pride.

He walked back into (Y/N)'s room, and put a modern day shirt on. He grabbed the bra that Thomas wore as a bonnet, and put it on his head as if it was one. He peeked out the door to see if anyone was there, before he started to check himself out in the mirror. He was 'Ooo' -in and 'Aah' -ing In satisfaction. He made weird poses when he was checking himself out.

He finally stood still, and stood still. "Wait, didn't Thomas get beaten up for wearing-" Lafayette quickly pulled the bra off, and threw it back where it was. He shivered, and prayed that what he did would never come up. Ever.

(A bit of a perspective change.)

Meanwhile, you had just gotten back from home. You slammed your car door shut, and locked it. When you started to walk into the department, your anger had been rising. When the doors burst open, she stomped to the prison cells. Even from quiet distance, you could hear them yelling play and arguing behind bars.

You stood next to the new officer, Officer Sawyer, and crossed your arms. "What did they do?" Your voice was coated in venom as you watch them continuously argue with one another. "Ah, it seems that they were making a scene in Walmart, but refused to leave the premises when they were asked. One even yelled 'I wrote 51 pages in 3 months, despite what century you live in, I'll always be superior!' At the other 6, and the employees?" Officer Sawyer frowned as she looked through the clipboard of papers on them.

You mentally sighed, and wanted to die then and there. Then again, you felt like that 90% of the time.

"None Of us around here is able to shut them up. They've been at this for 30 minutes.." Another person grumbled, and stood next to us. You recognized him as Lieutenant Anderson. "Hey Hank." (Y/N) grinned, and put my hand up for a high-five. He ignored it, and kept starring at the 7 fighting founding fathers. You awkwardly put your hand down, and watched too. "I bet you all 20 bucks I can get them to shut up." You grinned. They all took your bet on, and you stomped over.

They were all too busy to even notice you there. But then you yelled " BOYS !" At the top of your lungs, quickly earning their attention, and half of the people went quiet, and watched.

(One More perspective change)

John was covering his mouth, looking at the others
George was prying Alexander and Thomas apart
Alexander had James in headlock
Hercules has just recently tackled Aaron
Thomas was pointing ginger guns at Alexander as if they were actual guns
And Aaron was internally crying on the ground.

" Where the hell did you go !?" (Y/N) put her hands on her hips. They quietly stuttered, and whispered among each other.

"You get in the car right now, or else I swear on your mommy's soul that you will regret even leaving the house." (Y/N)'s voice sounded like venom was spraying all over them with each word. They were all terrified. "Officer Sawyer, release them. I'll take it from here." (Y/N) crossed her arms. Officer Sawyer was standing in shock, but quickly snapped out of it, and fumbled with her keys.

One by one they all walked out in shame, as (Y/N) glared like a mom whose son had not cleaned his room in a month. They quietly walked to my car, and (Y/N) happily collected my multiple 20 bucks.

The ride home was quiet, and tense. Whenever someone tried to explain how they ended up in jail, (Y/N) would quickly shut them down. Halfway there, she finally let someone explain what they were doing.

"Well, we wanted to get you something.." Aaron started. "For being so nice to all of us, of course." George added. "Thomas got us a ride in some car by seducing a lady." James said in monotone. Surprised you weren't kidnapped. "Alexander found you the perfect gift, but we didn't)t have any money." Thomas said with his this Virginian accent. "And Mulligan tried to smuggle it out." Alexander glanced at him for a second. "You did wh-" (Y/N) was cut off by John blurting out "He-He meant well!" So (Y/N) let them continue. "To be honest, no I didn't. I punched the security." He muttered the last bit.

(Y/N) sighed, and hit her head against the steering wheel so the horn alarm went off, causing everyone in the car to jump a bit.

When they got back, (Y/N) opened the door to see Lafayette dancing with Alexander the Turtle on top of his head. Everyone stood there for a solid five minutes before James coughed, which led to Lafayette jumping in shock, and falling forward. "Oh no!" John gasped, and ran over. "Oh, you poor thing!" John knelt down. "Thank you, Mon A-" Lafayette stopped what he was saying when he looked up to see John holding Alexander the Turtle, and checking to see if it was hurt.

"You know what, you kid need to sit down. Let's set some rules." (Y/N) sighed. Everyone looked at each other nervously, but sat down anyway. (Y/N) looked around, and grabbed a random white board that was there for the convenience of the trash book the author is to lazy to bother to even make the tiniest bit of sense. She popped open the cap, and wrote down a one.

"Rule number one.

Ask me please when you're leaving the house."