okay so hear me out: Jefferson and Hamilton are Columbia's top debaters who are incredibly loud but with completely opposite views, but they have a begrudgingly respect for each other and don't kill each other at debates. Madison and Burr are the silent, calculating students from Princeton who are rather reserved and factual, while the Colombia boys are all about pathos. and they end up competing against each other, and they're so impressed with each other
This is….so good.
Like at the first debate Hamilton and Jefferson are so confident that they are gonna win. They take one look at Madison, who is coughing into his hand, and Burr, who is looking down at the floor, and think they have the debate in the bag. There’s no way they could lose.
So Jefferson opens up the debate, his usual confident smirk on his face as he starts to talk, gesturing charismatically and even getting the crowd to laugh a few times. He glances over to his competitors and thinks that he even sees Madison laughing before he covers it up with a cough. Jefferson is so sure that he hit all his main points and made a perfect argument that he’s already counting it as a victory. But then Madison stands up, clears his throat, and starts to talk.
His rebuttal is perfect, he goes through each of Jefferson’s main points and picks them apart, and Jefferson is in shock. Sure Madison is soft spoken and not making eye contact with anyone, but he’s pulling facts out of nowhere and speaking so confidently that Jefferson is impressed. Beyond impressed. When Madison sits back down, shooting a small smile in Jefferson’s direction, Jefferson can’t help but smile back.
Now Hamilton is standing up, getting ready for the closing statement. He talks rapidly, and with passion, slamming his hands down on the podium a few times, which makes Jefferson roll his eyes. Hamilton is always so dramatic. But when Jefferson peeks over at the opposing team again, he sees the other guy, Burr, watching Hamilton with interest. Then he hears something he never hears; Hamilton stumbles on his words.
Jefferson looks over at Hamilton, to see him staring at Burr as well, and then a faint blush spreads over his face as he continues to talk, keeping his eyes ahead of him this time. After a few more minutes, Hamilton sits down, ignoring Jefferson’s judging glance.
Burr is up next, and damn, can that guy give a good speech. He starts off with kind words, saying that Hamilton and Jefferson have brought up very good points. But then he smiles at the both of them before turning back to face the crowd and the judges, and he starts to basically tear their argument to pieces. It’s just fact after fact, his voice ringing out in such a calm, comfortable way that even Hamilton is staring with his mouth hanging open. By the time Burr is finished, both Hamilton and Jefferson are sure that they’ve lost.
And they have.
They shake hands with Madison and Burr, congratulating them even though they’re disappointed. Then Burr is offering to take them all to dinner, and Jefferson is about to kindly refuse, but then Hamilton is elbowing him in the side, accepting Burr’s offer with a wide grin.
So there they all are, Jefferson cramped beside Hamilton in a booth across from Madison and Burr. And it’s a little awkward at first, no one saying anything, but then Hamilton just starts talking a mile a minute, asking Madison and Burr where they learned to debate like that and how they learned to speak so well.
And Burr is smiling while Madison chuckles, and they say that’s just how they’ve always debated. They both grew up being the quiet kids in class, but they are good persuaders, good at memorizing facts and speaking calmly. And Jefferson doesn’t even have to look at Hamilton to know that he’s probably seething with jealousy.
But then Burr says that he was very impressed with how good Hamilton is at public speaking, and Hamilton just makes this weird sound before turning unbelievably red. Burr just keeps smiling, and Jefferson can’t stop himself from rolling his eyes. The last thing he wants to see is Hamilton attempting to flirt.
But before Jefferson can worry too much about that, Madison starts talking to him in a quiet voice. He asks how Jefferson learned to be so humorous in his speeches, and Jefferson is so taken aback for a moment that he can only stare at Madison, who is staring at him with genuine interest. So Jefferson smiles and winks, saying that it’s all natural, which makes Madison chuckle.
Then all four of them are talking, getting to know each other and having such a good time that they barely even eat. There’s just too much to talk about. But then it starts getting late, and they have to say their goodbyes. They all shake hands, and Jefferson doesn’t miss the way that Madison’s hand lingers on his. He’s even more surprised when he feels a piece of paper being pressed into his palm as Madison smiles and says he hopes to hear from him soon. And when Jefferson looks down at his hand, he sees a a piece of paper with a phone number written down on it.
He smirks at Hamilton as they make their way back to the hotel they’re been staying at, waving the piece of paper in his face and bragging about his own charms. But Hamilton just smirks back before digging into his pocket and pulling out a scrap of paper as well, waving it around. And when Jefferson looks closer at it, he sees a phone number on it, and the name Aaron Burr written underneath. They’re both silent for a moment before they start laughing.
They may have lost the debate, but it was worth it.