chapter 3

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Nevis and Crovis belong to me. I created them specifically for this AU

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"Come on Laf, you gotta eat something!" Alexander stared at his friend in exasperation. "Je n'ai pas faim." Lafayette murmured from where he sat gazing dully out the window. Alexander pinched the bridge of his nose, sighing, "Voulez-vous que je vous fourre de la nourriture dans la gorge? Parce que si tu ne manges pas, c'est exactement ce que je vais faire." "Non, you wouldn't." Lafayette retorted softly without turning around. "Oui. I would. Laf, you haven't eaten for over four days and I'm starting to be able to see your ribs." Alexander growled, concern for his friend making him irritable. The Frenchman didn't reply, and after a few moments, Hamilton let out is breath in a deep sigh, his irritation evaporating. He was about to give up and leave when an idea crept into his mind. Walking over to stand beside Lafayette, he allowed a small smile to cross his face, "How does a ragtag volunteer army in need of a shower, somehow defeat a global superpower?" Immediately surprise and recognition flashed across Lafayette's face and he whipped his head up to stare at Hamilton. Smiling, Alexander gazed back at him, an eyebrow raised. Slowly, a small smile crossed Lafayette's face, "How do we emerge victorious from the quagmire? Leave the battlefield waving Betsy Ross' flag higher?" "Yo! Turns out we have a secret weapon! An immigrant you know and love who's unafraid to step in!"Alexander's smile grew wider as Lafayette laughed lightly and continued the song that Alexander and the rest of the squad had made up for him, his eyes glowing, "He's constantly confusin', confoundin' the British henchmen. Ev'ryone give it up for America's favorite fighting Frenchman!" "LAFAYETTE!" Jumping, both Lafayette and Alexander whirled around to see none other than Hercules Mulligan at the doorway, his deep brown eyes sparkling. "Your go Laf." The tailor ginned, coming to stand with the other two immigrants. Lafayette took a deep breath, then, "I'm taking this horse by the reigns making redcoats redder with bloodstains-" "LAFAYETTE!" Hercules and Alexander shouted out in usion. Luckily, the three of them were alone in the house as Eliza, Angelica and the children had gone to visit a friend. "And I'm never gonna stop until I make 'em drop and burn 'em up and scatter their remains, I'm-" "LAFAYETTE!" "Watch me engagin' em! Escapin' em! Enragin' em! I'm—" "LAFAYETTE!" By now all three men had huge grins on their faces and were trying to hold in their laughter so they could finish the song. "I go to France for more funds-" "LAFAYETTE!" Alexander's chest was aching from holding in his laughter yet he couldn't stop from sniggering as Lafayette said his last solo line before the three of them cheered out the last verse, "I come back with more-" "BUNS AND CHIPS, AND SALAD, BREAD AND DIPS!!" Finally finished, the three men collapsed, roaring with laughter and mirthful tears in their eyes.

"Oh my God. That was... beautiful." Mulligan gasped once they had stopped laughing and caught their breaths. Alexander didn't say anything, he couldn't. He was lying face down on the bed and switching between sudden bursts of chuckling and trying to catch his breath. "Hey, Alex?" Lafayette wheezed, "I'll have something to eat now."

"Seriously Laf?!"

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> French translations <

"Je n'ai pas faim."

"I'm not hungry"

"Voulez-vous que je vous fourre de la nourriture dans la gorge? Parce que si tu ne manges pas, c'est exactement ce que je vais faire."

"Do you want me to shove food down your throat? Because if you don't eat that's exactly what I'm gonna do."




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