I Made America fic: Obsession
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meridian_roseTitle: Obsession
Fandom: I Made America (webseries)
Pairing/Characters: John Adams, Alexander Hamilton
Rating: PG-13
Word Count: 498
Prompt: For the![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-community.gif)
100_tales prompt 063 Despair
Summary: When he's not looking at porn, Hamilton scours the internet for details of his death at the hands of Burr. Adams doesn't think this is healthy and offers some comfort and advice.
Content Notes: No standard warnings apply. Historical References; Historical Death; Internet; Friendship; description of injury
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Hamilton was sat on the sofa, leaning over the laptop on the coffee table with a fixed expression on his face. Both his hands were on his knees so Adams assumed it was safe to approach even if he did greet him, "You're not watching porn again are you?"
Adams sat next to Hamilton and peered at the screen. It was not porn he was obsessing over.
They were founding fathers but they were also first and foremost people and as soon as they'd grasped the notion of technology they had behaved like most people. They looked at porn and they googled themselves. Like most people there was a lot of information about their lives to be found. Unlike most people there was a lot of information about their deaths.
Of all of them, Hamilton had become the most despairing over his past. Or was it his future, since it hadn't yet happened to him? It made everyone's head spin to think about it (was it any wonder Madison had been driven to insanity?) and they'd agreed not to dwell on what history had recorded about them. They might not even make it back to the past. Why worry?
Of course Hamilton continued to browse the internet.
Hamilton had highlighted a section of text.
"Burr returned fire and hit Hamilton in the lower abdomen above the right hip. The large-caliber lead ball ricocheted off Hamilton's third or second false rib, fracturing it, and caused considerable damage to his internal organs, particularly his liver and diaphragm, before becoming lodged in his first or second lumbar vertebra."
"This is not healthy," Adams said, trying to keep his tone soft. "To read and re-read the account of your death, seeking out ever more gruesome details…what purpose can it serve?"
"I am doomed," Hamilton said dully, leaning back against the sofa. "For all that I have accomplished I am now either trapped in a future that terrifies and appals me as much as it amuses and inspires me, a future in which I will never reach the heights I did in the past, or I am to return to my own time and die in a duel, shot by someone who might have been a friend under other circumstances."
Adams put a hand on Hamilton's shoulder. "Do not despair," he said. "We will find our way in this strange new world. And if we desire it we will find a way to return to our rightful place, I am sure of it. But we will return with the knowledge we have gained. You need not repeat the mistakes of your past."
Or future. Or whatever.
Hamilton glanced over a him. "Do you believe that?"
"Yes!"
Hamilton gazed at the screen once more and a smile spread over his face. He leaned forward, dislodging Adams's hand, and typed.
Adams blinked and moved closer to see what Hamilton had googled now.
"Bulletproof vest," he read aloud.
"That ought to show Burr," Hamilton said.
Notes: The quoted section regarding Hamilton's injuries is taken from: https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Burr–Hamilton_duel
Fandom: I Made America (webseries)
Pairing/Characters: John Adams, Alexander Hamilton
Rating: PG-13
Word Count: 498
Prompt: For the
100_tales prompt 063 DespairSummary: When he's not looking at porn, Hamilton scours the internet for details of his death at the hands of Burr. Adams doesn't think this is healthy and offers some comfort and advice.
Content Notes: No standard warnings apply. Historical References; Historical Death; Internet; Friendship; description of injury
Also @ AO3
Hamilton was sat on the sofa, leaning over the laptop on the coffee table with a fixed expression on his face. Both his hands were on his knees so Adams assumed it was safe to approach even if he did greet him, "You're not watching porn again are you?"
Adams sat next to Hamilton and peered at the screen. It was not porn he was obsessing over.
They were founding fathers but they were also first and foremost people and as soon as they'd grasped the notion of technology they had behaved like most people. They looked at porn and they googled themselves. Like most people there was a lot of information about their lives to be found. Unlike most people there was a lot of information about their deaths.
Of all of them, Hamilton had become the most despairing over his past. Or was it his future, since it hadn't yet happened to him? It made everyone's head spin to think about it (was it any wonder Madison had been driven to insanity?) and they'd agreed not to dwell on what history had recorded about them. They might not even make it back to the past. Why worry?
Of course Hamilton continued to browse the internet.
Hamilton had highlighted a section of text.
"Burr returned fire and hit Hamilton in the lower abdomen above the right hip. The large-caliber lead ball ricocheted off Hamilton's third or second false rib, fracturing it, and caused considerable damage to his internal organs, particularly his liver and diaphragm, before becoming lodged in his first or second lumbar vertebra."
"This is not healthy," Adams said, trying to keep his tone soft. "To read and re-read the account of your death, seeking out ever more gruesome details…what purpose can it serve?"
"I am doomed," Hamilton said dully, leaning back against the sofa. "For all that I have accomplished I am now either trapped in a future that terrifies and appals me as much as it amuses and inspires me, a future in which I will never reach the heights I did in the past, or I am to return to my own time and die in a duel, shot by someone who might have been a friend under other circumstances."
Adams put a hand on Hamilton's shoulder. "Do not despair," he said. "We will find our way in this strange new world. And if we desire it we will find a way to return to our rightful place, I am sure of it. But we will return with the knowledge we have gained. You need not repeat the mistakes of your past."
Or future. Or whatever.
Hamilton glanced over a him. "Do you believe that?"
"Yes!"
Hamilton gazed at the screen once more and a smile spread over his face. He leaned forward, dislodging Adams's hand, and typed.
Adams blinked and moved closer to see what Hamilton had googled now.
"Bulletproof vest," he read aloud.
"That ought to show Burr," Hamilton said.
Notes: The quoted section regarding Hamilton's injuries is taken from: https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Burr–Hamilton_duel
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Date: 2017-06-29 03:06 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2017-06-29 03:36 pm (UTC)A 2012 webseries, you can see the whole thing on Youtube: https://www.youtube.com/playlist?list=PLUVjSDPAkyXFUx8Pe086UHpM3P_Yrtt02; from the blurb
"I Made America is a transmedia comedy show that follows six Founding Fathers, Washington, Jefferson, Adams, Franklin, Hamilton, and Madison who are kidnapped from their time and brought to 2012 to be used as props in the election. But the Founding Fathers soon find themselves cut off, alone, penniless, and unemployed in 2012 Chicago."
Only ten episodes sadly and ends just when we might be getting to the crux of the time travel issue but it's fun, especially the snarky closed captions someone has included on the first few episodes :)