—SOFIA P.O.V—

This should be fun.

At once, all the bags were opened. Everyone was stacked on top of eachother, scrambling to get off. Before we could even introduce ourselves, Thomas, Alex and Burr had all started fighting while the Schuyler sisters watched in horror.

"So, THIS is what your husband gets up to?" Asked Angelica

"Yup." Eliza was pissed off, clearly, but before she could respond, I decided to speak up.

 "EVERYONE SHUSH UP! IF YOU DONT, I WILL HAPPILY SHOVE A TOMATO IN ALL OF YOUR FACES! (Tomatoes were thought to be poisonous back then. Search it up on the internet.)" All the people we had 'kidnapped' looked at me in absolute shock. 

"Who the hell are you?"

"What are you wearing?"

"OH (BLEEP) DON'T SHOVE A TOMATO IN MY FACE, I WILL CUT YOUR HEAD OFF IF YOU DO!" Wasn't a surprise for who said that.

"My name is Sofia. These are my friends, I'll let them introduce themselves. Then I'll explain where the heck you are now."

"I'm Turtle."

"Hams."

"Olivia."

"Amelia!"

"Jarker."

"Mikki! I mean Mikayla."

"AND PEG-! I mean Camilo."

"Ok, ok, now that you all know who WE are, introduce yourselves. If you don't, I will happily shove a tomato in, your, face."

"I'm Alexander Hamilton. And, whatever you do, DO NOT SHOVE A TOMATO IN MY FACE. PLEASE."

"Aaron Burr."

"John Lauren!"

"Marie-Joseph Paul Yves Roch Gilbert du Motier de La Fayette, Marquis de La Fayette. But just call me Lafayette."

"HERCULES MULLIGAN!"

"Angelica"

"Eliza"

"AND MARGARIA PEGGY SCHUYLER!"

We all laughed before they continued saying their names.

"Samuel Seabury!"

"King George the 3rd, you.. Weird manic people.."

"George Washington."

"Charles Lee!"

"My name is Phillip. I am a Poet."

"Thomas Jefferson."

"James Madison."

"Maria Reynolds."

"James Reynolds."

"And, that's everyone, now that you're all introduced, let me tell you about the modern world. These are what normal people wear." I pointed to me and Mikayla clothes, not the most formal, but I couldn't really mind. "It's 2022 now, and there's a musical that involves all of you!"

Everyone's face lit up.

"It's called Hamilton. It's about the one and only, Alexander Hamilton!"

And, just like that, multiple faces went down.

"HAHA, TAKE THAT THOMAS JEFFERSH#T!"

"OH, I'LL SHOVE A TOMATO IN YOU FACE, ALEXANDER HAMIL-NONE!"

"ENOUGH!" Yelled Turtle. He wasn't really one to talk, the 'quiet kid' of us 8. Everyone was silent until I began talking again.

"Before you guys start beating eachother up, let me put on the musical. Sit down on the couches. There's snacks on the side. Enjoy." I pointed to snacks on a table to the right and left side of the couches, you name it, it was on there. Pringles, Snickers, Ben and Jerry's, everything. The seating arrangement was like this;

Couch 1: Alex, John, Lafayette, Hercules.

Couch 2: Lee, King George, Seabury, Washington.

Couch 3: Mikayla, Me/Sofia, Turtle, Hams

Couch 4: Olivia, Amelia, Jarker, Camilo.

Couch 5: Eliza, Angelica, PEGGY, Phillip

Couch 6: Madison, Jefferson, Maria.R, James.R

And so, the show began.