A/N: Hey guys! Welcome back to another chapter! (I sound like a YouTuber) Before I get into my usual introduction, it's explanation time!

(1) When you see a squiggly line like this '~' in the title, that means there's gonna be a part two, or a aftermath, pretty much. So, for example, the aftermath of this would be how he makes it up to you. Just so the dirty-minded people won't get weird ideas. You know who you are. -_-

(2) Anyway, have a free SNL clip that popped in my recommendation! Obviously, Lin is in it. And obviously I don't own this. Anyway, these are the things you argue over! Requested by @DemigodKeeper08 Also, these will be like mini storylines. So, ONWARD!

Alexander Hamilton and Eliza Schuyler

Your father had been in his office for over 6 days. You were starting to get concerned for his health. But you couldn't worry about that right now. No, right now, you were standing in the rain, waiting to be picked up from school. You walked home soaking wet. Your mother told you that your dad was gonna pick you up today. Well, he didn't.

You stormed upstairs to find your dad staring at his screen. Like he always does.

"You forgot. Again." You said pissed. He was startled and turned around. He had a look of sympathy in his eyes.

"Oh, Y/N-, He said apologetic, but you cut him off.

"It's like you don't even care."

"Y/N, I do care. I just have to get this plan-

"Through Congress, you say that all the time! You know, if you really cared, then you wouldn't be staring at a screen right now, you would be coming to pick me up!" You shouted.

You stormed out the room, and ran upstairs to take a shower.  Your dad was speechless. He'd been so caught up in his work, that he barely even ate! He knew he had to make it up to you.

Aaron Burr

As you walked in from sneaking out, you headed up to your room. You were planning a surprise for someone. You turned the light on and saw your dad sitting on your bed with a serious look on his face. Oh god, you thought, I'm in for it.

"Y/N Burr. Where have you been?" he asked angrily.

"Uh, I was...out" you said nervously.

"Out doing what?" he asked suspiciously.

You were out buying stuff for that 'someone'. Their party was a surprise. Even Theo was in on it! Now, your dad wasn't one to tell secrets that easily, but you needed to find a way to get out of grounding.

You hesitantly showed him what was in the bags, and he smiled.

"Your still grounded for sneaking out." he said.

"I'll take the punishment.." you said. (A/N: Can you guess who's party it is? ;))

        You went upstairs and headed to bed. This weekend is going to be interesting.

John Laurens
       There was a class field trip and you dad was a chaperone (the parents that watch the kids on a field trip, but really just wanna meet their kid's friends). You all were at the zoo, and your dad was SUPER into the bird exhibit (you'd think it'd be turtles, right?). The 'bird master', as you called him, allowed your dad and a few other chaperones to hold the birds and stuff like that.
        He got pecked in the eye when he tried to kiss a bird, and made your whole class, except you, laugh. Your dad was coming back from the 'Nurse's Office'. When he came back, it was lunch, and everyone was eating.

"Are you ok, Mr. Laurens?"

"Oh yeah, I'm fine! This is similar to this one time, we were hiking, and Y/N spotted a bird, that looked like a hawk, and then the bird pooped on her!" he chuckled while saying.
           Your friends laughed and one of them asked if he got any pictures. He responded with "Heck yeah!". He pulled out his phone and showed pictures of you with bird poop in you hair.
When you two went home that evening, you asked your dad why he showed them the picture.
He replied with, "I was just in the moment. Sorry for showing them.."

"Well, sorry doesn't take that story from their memory." You replied angrily.
             You stormed to your room and slammed the door loudly.

Marquis de Lafayette

(Sorry, I don't have ideas for Laf. But if you do, please comment, so I can put it in!)

                                                      Hercules Mulligan
                    You and your dad walked out of the school building. (A/N: What is it with ham dads and school?) As you two got into the car, you remembered what happened earlier that day.
                                                                                         ~Flashback~
                  You walked into school to see the school popular 'bitchy' girl, Samantha, standing at your locker. (A/N: If your name is Samantha, change the bully's name to something like Eva.) Great. You thought, what does she want now?

"Y/N!" She called out.

"What do you want.." you asked dryly.

"I heard your father was a tailor!" She said slyly

"Yeah, and?"

"So, he's a housewife?" She inquired.

"No.." you growled
You knew your dad was the best tailor in the city. But Samantha was too dumb to know. (A/N: Sorry to all the Samantha's reading this!)

"In fact, my dad is the best tailor in the city! What's your dad? The best at having bitchy daughters?"

She smacked you but you punched her. So hard, that you almost knocked her out!

"Ms. Mulligan," A teacher yelled, "Principal's office! Now."

Then, one thing led to another, and your dad got called. Not without Samantha's parents getting called too.

                                                                                   ~End of flashback~
          Your dad sighed as he pulled into your driveway.

"Why did you hit the girl?" He asked a bit angry "You shouldn't have done that.."

"Well, she was talking trash about you!" You said, a bit too loud.

He sighed and replied, "You still didn't have to hit her. You're grounded."

You quickly and instinctively replied, "So you think it's best to just let her say those things?"

He sighed and repeated himself, making it the end of the discussion.

                                                    Thomas Jefferson
(I also lost inspiration for this one..)

                                                    James Madison
Tonight was your big talent show. Unfortunately, your dad hadn't showed up. You peeled out the curtain every five minutes looking for your dad, but he was never there.

"I'm sorry Y/N, but I can't hold the performances any longer..." the director said

You sighed and nodded your head. You knew something HAD to be terribly wrong. This was one of the few, lucky days your dad wasn't sick. As time passed, you grew more nervous, and when it was your turn to sing, you looked around.

But your dad was no where to be found.

So, you started singing your guys favorite song.

After your performance, you won second place. Your mother drove you home where your dad was on the phone, on a call.

         A few minutes later, while sulking in your room, you heard a knock.

"Come in.." you said, not knowing who it was.

"Hey." Your dad said in a sad voice.

You didn't say anything to him, because you knew, if you did, you would burst out in tears.

"Listen, I'm so, so sorry for missing you performance. I had this call, and time slipped away and-" he said, before he sighed.

"How can I make it up to you?.." he asked sympathetically

You wiped a few tears that fell, and whispered what you wanted into his ear.

"No, I will not buy you North Korea." He said jokingly.

You both burst out laughing and then you whispered what you REALLY wanted.

"I can make that happen" he said. He got up, and left. You felt better, knowing that it wasn't his fault for forgetting.

                                                George Washington
You were at the mall with your friends. Shopping around, eating at the food court, doing what most girls do. Soon, maybe a few hours, into shopping, you saw three men in black. Secret Service members.. you thought. Dad must've sent them. You rolled your eyes at the thought, and continued on.

When you got back to the White House, you went into your dad's office. There wasn't a press conference today, so you knew you had time to talk.

"Hey dad.." he looked up, seeming a bit tired.

"Yes? What do you need?" He asked.

"Well, did you send secret service out with me... even though I asked you not to.." you said cautiously. You didn't wanna make him mad, he already looked grouchy, and seemed like he didn't get enough sleep.

       He looked up and nodded.

"...why?" You asked

"Well, I don't want you getting hurt. Someone out there probably wants to do harm to you because they don't like me." He explained.

"But, I mean, I can protect my self.."

"It's better to be safe, than sorry."

"I just wanna have a normal life without someone always watching me.." you said loudly.

"Well, as long as I'm in office,  no one will ever try to hurt you." He said ending the conversation.

You walked out and slammed the door. You ran to the garden where you like to write.

                                                Angelica Schuyler
      "Mom, why do seem like you're never satisfied?.."

           Your mom turned around at that. She knew that this question would come up sometime, but she never thought it would be today.

"Uhm, well, I really am happy with the life I have.."

"Well, it doesn't sound like it.." you said sadly

      You walked away angry, but also very sad. You listened to music to try and get your mind off it, but it didn't work.

                                               Peggy Schuyler
(Man, I'm really striking out this week..)

                                            Maria Reynolds
            After the Reynolds Pamphlet came out, you and your mom had a lot more fights after that. Not to mention fights with your dad too.
"I get that we needed the money, but you could've done literally ANYTHING else that DIDNT involve making a man cheat!" You shouted.

"Well, what was I supposed to do?" She asked.

"If dad really was 'beating and mistreating you', then maybe just ask for a divorce? Maybe a lawyer? You could've done anything other than that.." you said sadly.

            You sighed and went outside. This is not the kinda stuff you wanna deal with right now. On top of that, you knew that you were gonna get picked on, and pestered at during school. Even the teachers would say snarky comments. After those experiences, it took you a while to forgive your mom.

                                           King George III
(Btw, this is gonna be a conversation between you two)
"I don't understand why you hate America?" You asked your dad.

"Well, you see, I tried to give America a share of our resources, but in return they had to give me money. That's just how economy works. But, those pesky Americans decided to riot against us, and here we are." He explained quickly.

"But just because the countries were at war, and they won, doesn't mean that all people there are bad.."

"Oh, Y/N.. sweet innocent Y/N, you have a lot to learn about diplomacy."

        You sighed and walked out. Changing his mind would be like telling the ocean to stop housing fish.
                                       Samuel Seabury
(Sigh..)

A/N: Listen, I'm so, SO very sorry that I didn't write a few of the preferences. I just lost inspiration for them. Again, if you have ideas, just comment them. Also, there are a few things I wanna talk about.

(1): Chadwick Boseman, a.k.a Black Panther, passed away in late August. I was very sad when I heard the news. At this point 2020 can just go suck a d-

Anyway, R.I.P Chadwick Boseman. I know he's up there with Kobe.

(2) Please don't refer to this month as 'No Simp September'. This month is supposed to be Suicide Prevention Month. Everyone's taking away this month's original meaning, and I don't like that. Also, if you are having any suicidal thoughts or actions, please dm me, or someone you know. Or, if you'd like to seek professional help, here are some of the numbers to call.

Trigger Warning: Mentions of Abuse, Rape, and Suicide.

SuicideHotline:1-800-273-8255
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Crisis Hotline:855-942-3414
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Eating Disorder Hotline:1-888-236-1188
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LGBTQ+ Hotline:1-888-843-4564
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Self Harm Hotline:1-800-366-8288
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Rape, Abuse Hotline: 1-800-656-4673
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National Hopeline Network:1-800-784-2433

If you're unable to call, please text.
USA:741741
UK:85258
Canada:686868

(3) School started for me today, so I'll try to update as much as possible. It's gonna be very hard, but I may try to update every or every other Saturday. I hope school is going well for everyone, if school has started.

Word count: 2167

Until next time...

~Rho