FlintHamilton Things

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(that totally happened. Or need to) 

• James carrying Thomas, bridal style. Thomas really wants to be swept off his feet by a dashing naval officer pirate. Sorry, I don’t make the rules. 
• James kneeling in front of Thomas. Preferably post-finale, when he sinks to his knees in surprise and worship and devotion and joy, but could be at another time, really. 
• James and Thomas dancing. Perhaps in their home in London, with no one but Miranda (and Peter Ashe?) there. Miranda is playing music, and James (or Thomas? who seems the more daring in these things) offering James a hand. James goes along with it. His long flouncy naval officer’s coat flounces around him as he turns. 
• They totally escape the plantation, get another ship, and James stands on its deck, once more the dashing captain, with Thomas by his side, his partner and consort of sorts. They rule the seas and go adventuring and yet manage to find peace on the sea, not on land. 
• James getting into a fight over Thomas’ “honor.” It’s a totally unnecessary fight, and his knuckles are bloody afterwards, and Thomas washes the blood off. 
• You will never convince me that they did not write each other poetry. In multiple languages.