“It says ‘Party Buffalo,’” Leo muttered. “What even is that?”
It kicked Leo’s mini-fridge open with one hoof, grabbed a soda with its mouth, shook it, and sprayed Marco in the face.
The progress bar filled slowly. 10%... 40%... 70%. When it hit 100%, the computer didn’t chime. It growled. party buffalo download
“Well,” Marco said, wiping cheese dust from his ear. “That wasn’t a virus.”
It curled up inside the PC case, which had mysteriously doubled in size, and began to snore rainbow-colored Z’s. “It says ‘Party Buffalo,’” Leo muttered
“Dude, just download it,” Marco said from the couch, tossing a cheese puff into his mouth. “It’s the last file we need for the LAN party.”
“Uh, Leo?” Marco sat up. “Your tower is vibrating.” When it hit 100%, the computer didn’t chime
A low, bassy rumble came from the speakers. The screen flickered, and then the desktop wallpaper—a serene field of grass—suddenly had a single, massive shadow stretching across it.