A Birthday To Remember

The air is fantabulous as you step up to the front doors of the palace. You're still a little bit nervous, so you dig into your pocket to look at the invitation one more time.

It reads in rose gold, comic sans font:

You are cordially invited to a soiree hosted by Hugh Dancy to celebrate Wattpad's official birthday party. Dancing, prancing and courgette will be plentiful. We do hope to see your scrumdiliumpscious face there. November 22nd, 2016 at dawn. Please dress in your best leg warmer and don't forget your iphone for the present swap!

You take a deep breath and are about to walk inside, when the door suddenly swings with a doink.

You're surprised to see gabrielle aplin standing there in the flesh, all shimmery and magnifique. You're not sure if you have the courage to talk to them right now, so you scurry inside like a(n) dolphin and join the party, making a mental note to drum up a conversation with them later on over churros.

Once inside, the party takes your breath away. Everyone is already fraternising wildly on the dancefloor.

Angel of Small Death and the Codine Scene plays loudly from the speakers and you can't help but do the Nae Nae. You had always shipped Barry Allen and Nat Wolff so you're not entirely surprised to see them Riding together in the corner. Chinua Achebe and AnnaBell_Writes are having a rap battle in the centre of the room, while several Superwholockers are gushing over the latest update of Nameless on their phones.

The whole atmosphere is electric. It looks like Marvel on Uranus in the middle of Diwali and you can't imagine anything better.

"Happy Birthday, Wattpad," you say with a smile, "Here's to another 10 years!"