Hamsquad x Reader
POV: Third person
References: lotsa ptx stuffus
Time Period: Modern
A/n: hamilsquad + reader as ptx
Scott - john (( tol gay dood ))
Mitch - alex (( smol gay dood ))
Kevin - Herc (( beatboxer dood ))
Avi/Matt - Laf (( bass dood ))
Kirstie - Y/n (( female dood ))

Good? Good.

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John stood on the small platform that extended into the crystal clear lake. His fishing rod was in his hand, the other fiddling with the bait.

Herc stood next to him, mimicking his actions with his own rod. Y/n was at the camera, filming the whole scene. Alex was behind John, struggling to get things done.

Laf? He was eating cheeseburgers behind Y/n.

(( tag urself. i'm laf ))

John cast out his line and almost instantly, something bit into his sinker.

"Oh my God, oh my God, oh my God." John said, paniced and excited at the same time.

"You got one?" Alex asked, looking upat John.

"Yeah." John said. "Oh my God."

He reeled in the line, and lo and behold, a fish was found flailing around at the end. Herc looked at the fish with awe and wonder. He really liked animals.

"Do something!" Alex squealed, fearing the well-being of the poor fish.

"I'm scared it might jump or something." John said, desperately trying to keep calm. "I'm doing it for it's life."

He grabbed the fish and unhooked it from his line. John tossed it back into the lake before it could die in the hands of an idiot.

"Bye, Bertha!" He called after the fish.

~~~

It was the filming of their Bohemian Rapsody music video. It was around five or four in the morning, the sky was still dark and the air was freezing.

Y/n shivered, her breath was visible in the air. The music video required her to wear short shorts and fish-net stockings. Her top didn't provide much help with the cold either as to the fact it was just a thin jacket and a t-shirt insude. So it was really really cold for her.

((  i forgot what kirstie wore here i'm sorry ))

Hercules was sitting on the moving couch. Oh yeah, the music video also required a moving couch. Why? Dunno, but it looks cool.

The couch had wheels underneath it's base, and it was controlled by remote. It could move around, back and forth.

Each of the members had a position on the said moving couch and it just so happened that Herc's spot was on the arm rest.

It wasn't a big surprise that he fell off and almost got run over by the couch.

~~~

Laf was a buff guy, and he needed to exercise to keep that buffiness in his body.

So, while on tour, what better way to exercise than to lift your fellow band member?

Laf had nothing else to use, and when Y/n walked in, he though why not?

Lafayette laid on the floor and made Y/n lay on top of him. She was scared as balls, but she can't disappoint Laffy. He would eat up all the Hershey's bars in their mini fridge.

So Laf used Y/n as weights. He placed his hands on her back and pushed her upwards, pulling her back down, and repeating the process.

Y/n was scared but she trusted the Frenchman. He was a good man. And if he drops her she's hunting.

~~~

John peeked into a basket of towels to see Y/n hiding underneath it all. She smiled up at John sheepishly as he looked down at her with confusion on his face.

He chuckled. "What are you doing?' He asked.

"Sh, I'm trying to scare someone." She replied, burying deeper into the basket of towels.

A few minutes of waiting later, Alexander came in along with another one of their friends, Peggy Schuyler. Alex unknowingly grabbed a towel from the basket and wiped his hands from it.

Peggy snickered at the sight of Y/n's head poking out of the bin. Alexander stared at her with an eyebrow cocked.

"What- OH MY GOD." He said when he saw the giggling Y/n inside the basket.

John walked over to them. "I thought you said..."

"I didn't wanna scare him!"

"Awe."

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A/n: I've run out-

Okay, I hope you like that. I am waaaay too obsessed with Ptx and Hamilton.

Also yay! New bookie