Chapter One

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It was the same thing every day: Liam the lightbulb would listen intently as Ethan the square spoke about politics and why feminism was the Devil's work, and he would do it with a smile on his face. Liam quite liked listening to Ethan. He especially liked it when Ethan, should he be the first to enter Mrs. Ferguson's home, would flip the switch and turn him on. When Ethan turned Liam on, it was different—it was better. No one could turn Liam on like Ethan.

"Republicans aren't sexist!" Ethan exclaimed. He flipped the switch beside the door; Liam shuddered, happily illuminating the room with his brightness. But then, Liam heard another voice, a girl's voice. She said something anti-Trump, something about the notoriosly-homophobic Mike Pence; Ethan expressed his disapproval with an over-exaggerated, "What?!"

Liam sighed. Ethan would never love a boy like him. Out of anger, he flickered. The room was cast in and out of darkness. Once he had calmed himself down, Ethan suggested to the girl that Mrs. Ferguson get a new lightbulb. Liam never flickered again.

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