Queen_Joana says "I dare Washing Dad to, parent ALL his kids, MUHAHAHAHHAHA"
Washington: finally! *clears throat* I mean, uh... Okay.. I'll try!
Alex: good grief
Sunny: this is gonna be a mess.
Philip: *finger painting on the floor*
Washington: no, Philip!
Laf: *jumping table to table*
Washington: *catches Laf and puts him on the floor* stay.
Laf: that's no fun..
Kit&Herc: *drinking lots of Irish whiskey*
Washington: okay that's enough getting drunk. *hands Herc coffee and Kit tea* drink that.
Sunny: *taking pictures of everything*
Burr: hot sauce is better than glitter
Thomas: no! Glitter makes everything fabulous, like me!
Burr: hot sauce is better.
Washington: stop it you two! Both are equally good, no reason to pick a fight about it.
Philip: *nomming a bath bomb*
Washington: Philip! You. Are. Not. Jared. *takes the bath bomb away and gives Philip a toy*
James: *tackles Lafayette*
Laf: ah! James!
Washington: what is the meaning of this?
Laf: James tackled me!
Washington: James! Ugh, we don't tackle people. This is not football.
Camila: *riding on Sunny's back*
Washington: don't do that Camila. *puts her in the Corner of Shame*
John: *swimming in a pool with Turtle*
Alex: dumb Turtle!
Turtle: you jealous bro?
John: calm down Lexi! I'm just swimming.
Washington: Alex, you need a nap.
Alex: I don't take naps, sleep is for the weak.
Washington: yes, and being tired makes you weak. And also cranky. Nap.
Pie: *swims with John*
Alex: seriously?!
Washington: *picks up Alex and rocks him, sitting on the couch*
Alex: *falls asleep*
Eliza&Peggy: *making it rain ten dollar bills*
Angelica: *joins in*
Washington: stop making it rain money! It's gonna get stepped on!
Alex: *half asleep* hm?
Washington: go back to sleep, son.
King George: are you sure you don't want help?
Washington: yes. Shoo.
King George: fine, but don't come crawling back to me.
Peggy: goodbye everyone!