Sniggly surveyed the event from his perch up in the rafters.It was almost time. His eyes hardened as his excitement built. After so long, after so much pain and suffering, he would finally have his revenge.
The laughter, the mocking, the expressions which triggered unbelievable rage...
Soon, Sniggly thought. Soon, he would have his payback.
Suddenly, movement behind the stage curtains.
"Target acquired," Sniggly whispered into his mic.
"Understood, Agent S. Good luck."
Sniggly stood, easily balancing on the steel rafters, taking quick, silent steps as he glided to attack position.
There he was. His target was right there below him. It was time.
Sniggly dropped down, landing easily in front of his target. He tossed tranq darts in all directions, knocking out the guards rushing to defend their leader. Ignoring the screams and terrified cries around him-not to mention the smell of urine coming from his target- Sniggly grabbed the petrified man and forced him to his knees.
"Why?" pleaded the man.
Sniggly stared at him coldly, his hard eyes boring straight into the man's soul.
His fist drew back, then drove forward as his muscles uncoiled, smashing into the hawklike nose.
"This," he roared, "is for thinking no one would buy the iPhone!"
Another punch landed, driving back the target's chin.
"This is for thinking Android would never succeed!"
A third punch, an uppercut this time, knocked the target on his ass.
"And THAT was for having an extremely punchable face!"
And with that, Sniggly laid down a card for a local plastic surgeon, turned, and walked off the stage and into the hearts of millions, leaving Steve Ballmer to choke on his goddamn teeth.
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