Sock It To Me Bby

washed away

It was a normal day, it had been worn, and now it must be washed. Blue sock.

Blue sock would see pairs of socks everyday, he was taught that socks should go with their corisponding color. After all..they were made for each other.......right? Blue sock was tired of always having to stay with a sock of the same shade. Why couldnt they spice it up a bit? Maybe a orange sock? Green? Yellow? Pink? Purple? Hell! Even a lighter shade of blue would be acceptable! Blue sock knew that the human who owned the socks would be upset...but..not as much as the other socks.
Socks were made to be worn, and only that. They were made to be paired.

Today was laundry day. Blue sock had planned to try to get mixed up and leave. He couldn't tell the other socks, they woud all take advantage of the shaking of the washing machine and punch it white.
At that thought, the laundry basket had been picked up, it was time.
Blue sock was thrown in the washer, it watched the socks fall to different colored ones and he admired.
The washer started, whhhiiiiirrrrr....
Whhhhiiiiirrrrrr....
Time went by, and blue sock waited, and waited, and waited.....and.....waited.