Kings and the Soaps, a freewrite

Question for the protestors: When you say “no kings" do you mean NO kings? Or do you mean only the kings that you already allow to rule you?

How does this use the prompt you might be wondering?

It all started with a bar of soap. It had been left in the soap dish, and he’d somehow managed to fill the soap dish up with water, so that the soap dissolved. Nothing but soapy slush left in the dish.

She, enraged, asked him to not get so much water in the soap dish while he washed. He, enraged, began spinning in pirouettes she’d had no idea he could do. He turned and turned, and turned into a pile of slush, just like the Witch from the North. Next thing she knew, the place was swarming with Munchkins, stomping in the slush and singing “no kings, no kings, no more kings” to the tune of row row row your boat.

So which are you going to choose people? Your kings, their kings, or no kings at all?

Hello my freewriting friends! It's good to be here. Thank you for reading my story.

True to my nature, another psuedo political post. No matter how hard I try to write a simple fictional story, I veer back into an exploration of the illusions we humans are being fed.

And believe.

It's time. Snap out of it.

This is my entry to @mariannewest's daily freewrite challenge. Today's prompt is soap.