How I Invented Quibblo

This is the story of how I, Quibblo, invented Quibblo, and all of the struggles I had to go through to create it.

Chapter 1

An Idea

by: Clato
"Quibblo!" someone called. I turned, but no one was there. Pushing my glasses up on my nose, I continued walking down the street, pulling out my phone.

"Quibblo!" This time, I turned fast enough to see my best friend, Ron, duck behind a bush.

"Hey, Ron," I said, rolling my eyes. The rustle of the wind answered me. I sighed, continuing down the road, checking my phone. Facebook.

Only five notifications? I thought. I sometimes wished I had my own website, where I could have more notifications. That would be the day. Right as I began daydreaming about a website of my own--

"Boo!"

I jumped, dropping the phone. Two beady blue eyes and a mess of knotted brown hair smirked at me. I glared at Ron. "That was a new phone!" I yelped, snatching it back up. He tried to look apologetic.

"Gee, Quibblo," he said sulkily. "Didn't mean to get you all messed up about it." I shrugged after carefully checking the phone.

"It's fine," I said, though I really didn't know if it was. Ron smiled quickly.

"Good," he said. "Now, if you don't mind, I'm going to the new restaurant down the street."

"Hey," I responded, suppressing a smile. "You were the one who stopped me." Ron smiled back and bounded off down the street.

"Hey!" I called, suddenly remembering something. Ron turned. "You're still coming over tonight?" Ron rolled his eyes.

"Yes, yes," he said. "Want me to reinstall that game?"

"Nah," I responded, feeling awkward talking about computers to a computer whiz. "I can do it."

"Well, if you need my help..."

I smiled and shoved Ron along, making him stumble around the corner.

"Bye, Quibblo," he told me. I smiled.

"Bye, Qlockwork."

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