11: Thirty-Three Percent by DarkMarxSoul, literature
Literature
11: Thirty-Three Percent
A five year old Fawful was busying himself in his lab, creating new inventions to help Cackletta in her evil plots, new technology to cover her in the heat of battle.
Well, it was what she thought anyway.
What he was really doing was playing on his computer.
'I have fury!' he squeaked, falling off a ledge and hearing the ever-frequent death fanfare from Super Mario World. 'This game has stupidness, like many little stupid little kids being stupid in a way that has STUPIDNESS! GRAH!
He stared at the screen, watching Mario on the overworld map. The sprite stood over the Vanilla Dome Ghost House, and Fawful had