[ WP ] As the newly-elected President of the United States , you are given your first security briefing . In it , you are informed that the American Flag is a sentient being that demands to be worshipped in song by schoolchildren , and is hungry for more .

This morning was meant to mark the beginning of a new era for America. For Eugene D. Vebs it began with a stinging pain under his forehead, and surrounded by blue, red and white confetti. Since yesterday he was not Senator Vebs anymore. The american people choce him to carry the title of President of the United States of America. 
 
 As he hurried out of the office in which he had celebrated until the early morning hours, even the hangover could not dilute his immense joy and motivation. After a quick shower and changing into a perfectly fitted new suit he was on his way to the white house. 
 
 A myriad of reporters awaited him upon his arrival, but as the doors closed behind him the flashes and snaps were locked out. The white house was silent and had an atmosphere of tradition and importance resonating deeply through its' halls and rooms. At first he tried to insist on exploring the white house by himself, but the protocol demanded him to take a special tour with a guide, since this house was mean to become as known to him as his own pockets. 
 
 At the end of the tour President Vebs was lead into the oval office. He had chosen the Theodore Roosevelt Desk, instead of the Resolute Desk, for his work. A deliberate choice to distance himself from the former administration. After all Vebs' campaign was built on the idea of breaking with tradition while still remaining truly american. 
 
 As he let his hands slide over the smooth mahagoni wood, he noticed that his guide was still standing across the room, and all doors had been closed. Carefully the freshly made president sat down in his chair and motioned the guide to come nearer. With a questioning expression he asked: `` Are you going to stay here at all times? While this surely is an action with good intentions, i'd like to be alone for a moment, please.'' 
 
 A look of unpleasentness arose in the guides face. `` Mr. President, i am afraid that the tour is not over yet. I was instructed to explain you how you can access all the files of secret projects and such, which is of course quite elemental for your work. Also i will introduce you to those that you will have to answer to. Your boss, if you allow me this use of colloquial language.'' 
 
 President Vebs let out a loud and long laughter at this remark. `` Oh, did you not pay attention to my campaign? I'm going to do my best to rid america of the plague that is corporate influence on our politics. This is an idea i believe in whole heartedly! Even though many of my opponents tried to suggest otherwise. And i am not even going to let a single one of them into this office!'' 
 
 The guide shew an expression of pure shock. `` Mr. President i do n't quite think you understand. But his Highness the Flag of the President of the United States and his minister the current speaker of all Flags of the United States: Old Glory IV. are already here in the room! It would surely be diplomatically wise to not slander their names by hanging them on the same pole as human businessmen.'' 
 
 President Vebs blinked. He stared intensely at the face of the man across his desk trying to find any traces of sarcasm. When he could not find them, he exclaimed: `` Look, i appreciate your attempt to bring some lighthearted jokes into such a stressful day, but quite frankly i do not find this very funny. So, if you'd please leave the room now, i'd be quite thankful.'' 
 
 A deep and hoarse voice was raised behind him: `` Daniel, who does this man think he is? Just because the human peasentry chose him as a representative he is not in position to speak with us in such a disgraceful manner. You shall run and fetch a carpet beater to put him in his place!'' 
 
 President Vebs turned his chair and stared dumbfounded in the ~~faces~~ fabric of his Highness the Flag of the President of the United States as well as the current speaker of all Flags of the United States: Old Glory IV. A younger female voice echoed from the Star-Spangled Banner hung behind the Theodore Roosevelt Desk: `` It is quite typical of you humans to not even have an announcer to introduce yourself. His Highness and i would never let such an important part of court-etiquette slip! Daniel already told you who we are. I presume your name then is Eugene D. Vebs?'' 
 
 President Vebs nodded slowly, and blindly grabbled behind him to fetch a glass of water from his desk, which he drunk in one swoop. Again the hoarse voice sounded, now the President was able to make out that it came from the Presidential Flag: `` Then it is you who vowed publicly to abolish the pledge of allegiance? It is enraging that such a joker such as you was elected into this office. What did you call it? A break with tradition?'' The flag raised its' voice: `` I am: Out of many, one! Chosen by higher powers. In me, god trusts! And thou dare try to take away my daily service and praise?'' A terrible coughing came from the flag, and little fluffs of dust floated out of the fabric. 
 
 Just as the Star-Spangled Banner wanted to remark something too, had President Vebs caught himself. Dramatically he stood up and tried to form a stern expression, as he declared: `` While i am not sure what is going on here, i dare to interrupt your chauvinist rambling! I am the president of the american people. A people that wo n't let themselves be ruled by some arbitrary uh... ruler! Like a king or... flag? Anyways, hereby i proclaim that you will...'' Wait. Someone closed the door. 
 
 As Eugene turned around he noticed that his guide Daniel was apparently gone for the last five minutes. But now he had returned. He locked the door behind himself, and in his right hand he carried a carpet beater...
