Fiona and James are in the forest, taking a walk. James is crying, his makeup running down his face. "Fiona, thank you for saving me! I have been trapped in that hut for so long, I thought I'd never get out!"
"Of course, Sister James." Fiona says.
They stop walking. There is a silent moment between them, the wind stops blowing.
They gaze into each others eyes, and a fire sparks inside of Fiona.
"James?" she says, with a determined voice.
'Yes, Fiona?"
"W-Will you-" she stutters, the determination gone.
"Will I what?" James is getting impatient.
"WILLYOUMARRYMESISTERJAMES??" Fiona blurts.
"Of course I would marry you, Fiona!" James cries.
BACK AT SHREKS SWAMP-
to be continued
