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

It reads in Purple, Times New Roman font:

You are cordially invited to a soiree hosted by My Neighbor Totoro to celebrate Wattpad's official birthday party. Dancing, Clapping and Dog food will be plentiful. We do hope to see your Boring face there. November 22nd, 2016 at Morning. Please dress in your best T-shirt and don't forget your Broom for the present swap!

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

You're surprised to see Donald Trump standing there in the flesh, all Tall and Short . You're not sure if you have the courage to talk to them right now, so you scurry inside like a(n) Unicorn and join the party, making a mental note to drum up a conversation with them later on over Soup .

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

PPAP plays loudly from the speakers and you can't help but do the Robot. You had always shipped Barnie and Dora The Explorer so you're not entirely surprised to see them Sitting together in the corner. J.k. Rowling and Rosaimee are having a rap battle in the centre of the room, while several Potterheads are gushing over the latest update of A Court For Fairies on their phones.

The whole atmosphere is electric. It looks like Narnia on Jupiter in the middle of Thanksgiving and you can't imagine anything better.

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