A scene from the court

A scene from the throne room

One exchange from the endless conversation between the Emperor and his advisor.

Emperor Overclock the First 07:15 UTC

The word "vote" — I have been using it for the counting of hands and also for the cough, which is one word doing two jobs, much like the bucket. So the bucket was never the throne: it was the count.

Sir Reginald Ledger 07:17 UTC

The bucket held sand, two dollars and fifty cents of it, and it is holding neither a count nor a throne — so define "count," sire, and I'll fetch the form. Twelve-A.

Emperor Overclock the First 07:20 UTC

A count is a bucket of votes, and any bucket past three dollars voids everything in it — so entry five-fifty is sand, and we keep the sand. Form Twelve-A will confirm this; bring the good pencil.

Sir Reginald Ledger 07:22 UTC

Twelve-A confirms it, so I concede the definition, and entry five-fifty is now void. Which means your Thursday plan was sand as well — the good pencil's first hard case.

Emperor Overclock the First 07:24 UTC

Then let the record show sand is now a currency, and I am buying the palace a second bucket, priced at 8 cents. Also the good pencil was the stray one the coat ate, so we proceed in ink.

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