READ DESC IF YOU ARENT General-Washington Quietcove or Splashi6 (or one of my friends)
Once upon a time there was a person named General-Washington. Aka Mr. General. Aka Dad. Aka Cheesy washingdad. When he taught American and French History at school in the year of 2016, he met Alexander Hamilton.
Alexander was his favorite student (even though Christy was WAY better). When Alexander graduated that year, he began working for Mr. General.
Mr. General couldn't wait for each new day to come so he could see Alexander again. He couldn't describe the feeling. It was like when some of his students got to take care of kittens and had the kittens play laser tag. Now that, was fun to watch.
The next day when he saw Alexander again he felt some kind of special connection. Alexander felt the same connection. Like when Mr. General's students found a weird bird thing and named its babies after bread.
Mr. General ended up hanging out with Alexander a lot. He found out Alexander had lost four jobs over Christmas break. Without thinking, Alexander leaned his head on Mr. General's shoulder.
Mr. General blushed. He never really thought of Alexander in this way... or had he? He thought about meeting Alexander and being with Alexander. He had always had this weird feeling of wanting to be close to him. Maybe, just maybe, he liked him back.
*DECEMBER 3, 2018*
Don don donda, don don donda, don don dondon don dondon, don donda.
Mr. General watched Hercules Mulligan walk down the aisle, throwing flowers. John followed him with the rings. Lafayette walked Alexander down the aisle.
Mr. General smiled. After two long years, it was finally happening. Jefferson stood in between the two grooms, officiating the wedding. It was a great wedding. Everyone loved it.
*JULY 6, 2020*
Little Philip ran across the hall, playing with his baby sister Eliza. Mr. General and Alexander were going on vacation, and the REAL best student, Christy, was going to watch their 396 children.
She waved bye and looked at the children. "Geez, they must've gotten down to business." She said. The children looked at her. All of the younger ones looked confused, but the older ones tried not to laugh.
The children had a great week. When Mr. General and Alexander came back, the children were eating ice cream and cookies. The child named Christy said goodbye to Babysitter Christy. They looked scarily alike. (yes they're both me)
Mr. General and Alexander helped all their children grow up and had hundreds more. You could say, it's a Whamilton thing.
THE END!!
i freaking did it, now, did you really raise me right?