Anonymous asked: so i'm assuming that all the reincarnated ham crew look like their musical actors, which, awesome. but i was thinking about jefferson, who was a racist fucker being reincarnated as a black man. like. how would that even go down?
*emerges from cave, shamefaced* Right, so, does anyone remember that this AU exists? Because I swear to God I didn’t forget, I just only now have had the time. I actually have a bunch of prompts for it, not all of them are going to get written based on…like…my inspiration level, but also this series is alive again, so like. Yep. Here is some Jefferson. Full disclosure, I dislike Jefferson and think his economic plan was some racist bullshit, so…that is evident.
To all you newcomers, I do recommend reading the other stuff, even if you could probably figure it out.
All In One Spot AU
So, the academic affairs office holds out longer than their
predecessor. Not by much, but by a
little. It takes two full weeks for Alex
to hammer through his petition to be allowed to take more than max credits—and it’s
quite a petition. Angelica takes one look at the twenty-page,
double-sided, single-spaced letter to the dean of academics and disavows any
involvement, and John grins fondly, remarking that the dean has no idea what he’s
gotten into.
The dean, incidentally, has lived his life with pleasantly dim memories
of Philedelphia with cobblestone streets and a vague impression that he knows
the unfortunate teacher annually strong-armed into teaching History of the
American Revolution. He recalls very
little else of his time in the Continental Congress—indeed, at gunpoint he
couldn’t have identified what exactly he was doing, back then.
He has a blindingly vivid
flashback upon looking at the first page of the letter—the pamphlet, really—and immediately feeds the entire thing through his
shredder.
“Jake,” he says, sticking his head out of his office to look at his
secretary.
“Yes, sir?”
“Approve whatever Hamilton’s request was before he sends anymore
letters. I’ve seen enough for several
lifetimes.”
“You got it, boss,” says Jake, whose past life was a blissfully
unremarkable farmer in the Italian countryside and who therefore has no idea
that his boss is sparing them all a lot of trouble.
Now, the reason this matters is because Alex walks into his Econ 101
class for the first time two weeks into the semester, takes one look at the
lesson outline the grad student wrote on the board, and makes a sound of
absolute incoherent horror.
“Oh my god,” Alex says faintly, frozen in place two steps inside the
door. He was never an especially
religious person, but he’s wondering if maybe the universe is punishing him for
past crimes. He’s not saying one way or
the other if he deserves it, but this seems excessive. “Jefferson is haunting me from beyond the
grave.”
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