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Karen’s Crossovers
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Posted: Fri, 03/01/2020 23:50 (4 Years ago)
Pagedoll make by Hashiero
Welcome!
Hi there! I’ve gotten into writing and since I still find it almost impossible to write a story with original characters I’m making original crossover stories with characters from fandoms I’m in! *jazz hands* Check in every once in a while on stories your reading because I will have it all contained in one post, updating it whenever I can.
Feedback would be loved! <3
Posted: Sat, 04/01/2020 00:27 (4 Years ago)
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ATTENTION: This story takes
place in the modern AU and I support the ships Lams, Mullette, and
JeffMads so those ships might be present in the story.
As a crisp fall day started in New York a loud clicking of heals could be heard from a mile away as a young lady in an orange knee length skirt with a warm brown sweater came bounding up the stairs. Her hair was in a dark brown messy bun. She has dark skin along with dark orange heels and a bit of makeup on her face. “Alexander!” She screeched as she slammed open the door to who she was Alexander’s bedroom instead she accidentally slammed open the door to Phillip Hamilton’s Door.
Phillip slowly sat up rubbing his tired eyes. “What... just..?” He asked looking around his room until he spotted Angelica.
“Good... morning?” She asked nervously looking a Phillip barely making eye contact.
“Get out.”
“Ok.” Angelica said baking out though also being shooed away by Phillip. Angelica waited outside patiently until Phillip opened the door. “Phillip.. your hair!” She exclaimed looking an the young boys hair. Knowing that normally Phillip would rather be caught dead then with messy hair it seemed so... odd that it was so wild and untamed. He was wearing a white t-shirt along with a dark green vest over it and blue jeans to top it off. Phillip’s tired expression stared into Angelica as he replied with.
“I have not brushed my hair yet.” He said as he then pulled out a hair brush. He groaned as it almost immediately got stuck in his hair. Then walking off to the bathroom.
“I’m going to go wake up your father now!” Angelica sang as she then dashed off to Alexander’s room. Soon after It sounded like someone kicked down the door as Hercules, a strong black male burst through the door. He was wearing a blue bandana along with a thick navy blue sweater and baggy grey sweatpants.
“We’re here!” He cried before Eliza came bounding down the stairs. Her long brown hair flew as she raced down the stairs. She has a teal t-shirt with a white tank top underneath because her t-shirt was slightly translucent. She then had a black tight skirt with white knee high socks and black slip on shoes.
“Hercules what the heck!” She spat not even halfway down the stairs. John was in the back, he wore a light grey hoodie that was almost to small for him but still worked, he then wore knee length jean shots with tall white socks and black Toms. His hair was golden brown tied into a ponytail and at least a billion freckles on his face.
“He did it!” He shouted then Lafayette at the side of Hercules nodded.
“Yep.” He commented his French accent think. He had dark brown curly hair also tied in a ponytail. His skin was a perfectly perfect tan along with some facial hair on his face. He wore a creamy white tank top with the golden text HAIR I Come! With a picture of someone with fluffy hair at the bottom. He then had black sweatpants and yellow flip flops. Also did he... shave? Let’s not talk about that.
“Laf...” Hercules groaned before Eliza looked at him stone faced. Her skin ghostly white under the perfectly placed sunlight.
“Do it.” She growled. Hercules got the message and sluggishly walked back outside. “Good boy.” She smiled a satisfied smile as she turned around to make breakfast before seeing Alexander already making pancakes. “Whaaaa...?” She questioned, Alexander was wearing a dark green sweatshirt with grey cargo shorts and black sneakers. He also topped it off with one of those classic pink Kiss The Cook apron.
As a crisp fall day started in New York a loud clicking of heals could be heard from a mile away as a young lady in an orange knee length skirt with a warm brown sweater came bounding up the stairs. Her hair was in a dark brown messy bun. She has dark skin along with dark orange heels and a bit of makeup on her face. “Alexander!” She screeched as she slammed open the door to who she was Alexander’s bedroom instead she accidentally slammed open the door to Phillip Hamilton’s Door.
Phillip slowly sat up rubbing his tired eyes. “What... just..?” He asked looking around his room until he spotted Angelica.
“Good... morning?” She asked nervously looking a Phillip barely making eye contact.
“Get out.”
“Ok.” Angelica said baking out though also being shooed away by Phillip. Angelica waited outside patiently until Phillip opened the door. “Phillip.. your hair!” She exclaimed looking an the young boys hair. Knowing that normally Phillip would rather be caught dead then with messy hair it seemed so... odd that it was so wild and untamed. He was wearing a white t-shirt along with a dark green vest over it and blue jeans to top it off. Phillip’s tired expression stared into Angelica as he replied with.
“I have not brushed my hair yet.” He said as he then pulled out a hair brush. He groaned as it almost immediately got stuck in his hair. Then walking off to the bathroom.
“I’m going to go wake up your father now!” Angelica sang as she then dashed off to Alexander’s room. Soon after It sounded like someone kicked down the door as Hercules, a strong black male burst through the door. He was wearing a blue bandana along with a thick navy blue sweater and baggy grey sweatpants.
“We’re here!” He cried before Eliza came bounding down the stairs. Her long brown hair flew as she raced down the stairs. She has a teal t-shirt with a white tank top underneath because her t-shirt was slightly translucent. She then had a black tight skirt with white knee high socks and black slip on shoes.
“Hercules what the heck!” She spat not even halfway down the stairs. John was in the back, he wore a light grey hoodie that was almost to small for him but still worked, he then wore knee length jean shots with tall white socks and black Toms. His hair was golden brown tied into a ponytail and at least a billion freckles on his face.
“He did it!” He shouted then Lafayette at the side of Hercules nodded.
“Yep.” He commented his French accent think. He had dark brown curly hair also tied in a ponytail. His skin was a perfectly perfect tan along with some facial hair on his face. He wore a creamy white tank top with the golden text HAIR I Come! With a picture of someone with fluffy hair at the bottom. He then had black sweatpants and yellow flip flops. Also did he... shave? Let’s not talk about that.
“Laf...” Hercules groaned before Eliza looked at him stone faced. Her skin ghostly white under the perfectly placed sunlight.
“Do it.” She growled. Hercules got the message and sluggishly walked back outside. “Good boy.” She smiled a satisfied smile as she turned around to make breakfast before seeing Alexander already making pancakes. “Whaaaa...?” She questioned, Alexander was wearing a dark green sweatshirt with grey cargo shorts and black sneakers. He also topped it off with one of those classic pink Kiss The Cook apron.