My collar was soaked with perspiration as I entered in the last part of the code. As I pressed the enter button I held my breath.
Access…Granted
Yes I was in. Heart pounding I clicked on the “your ficlets tab. If the load took along time I would know it was him. I mean the guy has exactly 289 stories and 783 comments!(gosh I gotta’ lay off the stalking). After 6 hrs. his ficlet page popped up. How beautiful I thought. No, I have to stay on task! My plan was going perfectly. Clicking on write I let out my sarcastic practiced evil laugh
“MWAHAHAHAHAHHHAOOOOOOLUGACHOOMUGAKAKAKKAKAKAK!!”
“Shut up boy!” my caretaker, master Fung shouted.
I typed in a random title. Zombie Mowdown perfect nothing stovohobo would write. I missed punctuations, spelled things wrong, and finished in 10 seconds.
“Boy you betta’ get to bed,”, yelled Fung in his little chinese voice, “I beat you if you don’t HAKA !”
Exiting out of ficlets I laughed to myself. I was the first person to hack a ficlets account.