The Kingdom

    “This meeting will now come to order!” I looked down my skinny nose at the vast array of my subjects.  They were here to do my bidding, to fulfill any task I might assign them, to do anything and everything to keep this kingdom together.  I pointed at one, a scrawny girl, to rise.  “Becky, what is the status of our kingdom!” 

    She licked her lips as she fumbled with a torn folder filled with papers.  “Um, everything is okay.”

    “Thank you, you may be seated.”  I leaned forward and eyed them all.  “Does anyone have a complaint to make?”  A little boy in the back raised his hand.  I sighed.  He always had a complaint.   “Yes, yes, what is it?”

    He placed his hands on his hips and glared at me.  “Why do you always have to be king?  Why can’t I or-“

    “You are out of order!  Anyone else?”  The little building was filled with silence.  “Alright.  First off today,” a small grin crawled out on my face, “everyone is going to clean my room for me, an-“

   “Excuse me.”

    Oh no.  It was Amber.  She always managed to ruin my fun.  “Yes.”

    She crossed her arms.  “I don’t like the way you do things here.”  She turned towards the rest of the small group.  “I propose, that instead of doing what our king wants, that we go to down to the creek an play.”  Cheers filled the room as my subjects tumbled head long towards the door.

    “You can’t do this!” I yelled to an empty room, “It is mutiny!  Mutiny!”