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Just Like the Good Old Days

Summary:

When Alexander Hamilton dies, he wakes up in a sort of afterlife and parties with his old friends from the war.

ik this is very baddly written but oh well
i might do a rewrite of it if i have the brain power to do it
but until then, enjoy a wholesome headcannon

Notes:

I got this headcannon when i was listening to hamilton on shuffle (very bad idea) and the song "Raise a glass to freedom- reprise" right after the closing song. It gave me this idea that after hamilton dies, the gang meets up again in a sort of afterlife and have a party like they used to.
in the version that I wrote out, they were celebrating Hamilton getting famous years later bc of a musical made about him. probably not the best link for this song, but its the best my sleep deprived mind could come up with.
enjoy some baddly written wholesome headcannon :))
((TW: Alcohol, death and guns are briefly mentioned. just be aware))

Work Text:

“The last thing I remember hearing before I blacked out was a gunshot.

For a while, I just seemed to exist outside of time. It went by so fast yet so slowly…

When I woke up, I was in this weird place that looked a lot like the pub we used to go to during the war. In the middle of the dimly lit room stood a single table with… all of you sitting around the table? I knew something was off.

When I came over you explained to me what had happened. How I died, how my future played out, and about the musical that was made about me apparently!” Alexander Hamilton said.

“Wow, I can’t believe you never told us your point of view before!” Laurens responded.

“Yea… It is such a simple yet important story.” Lafayette chipped in in his usual thick accent.

“Another round gents?” Hercules Mulligan interrupted with a bottle of rum in his hand.

The three nodded in agreement as they held out their cups toward the standing male.

Before the silence between them could get too loud, Laurens started singing,

 

I didn’t live to see our glory!

 

The group continued on the song like they did when they were alive.

 

We didn’t live to see our glory!

 

But I’ve seen wonders great and small!

 

I’ve seen wonders great and small!

 

‘Cause if the Tomcat can get famous,

 

If Alexander can get famous…

 

There’s hope for our ass after all!

 

Raise a glass to freedom!

 

Something we will never see again

 

No matter what she tells you

 

Let's have another round tonight!

 

Raise a glass to the four of us!

 

HEYOOOOOO!

 

To the newly not poor of us!

 

They told the story of tonight!

 

They told the story of tonight…

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