It was a fine evening in Africa, the sun was shining, the birds were chirping, and MotomotoShrek was peeking. It was subtle glances, nothing that would have others asking what he was staring at. Besides, others would probably assume he was just admiring the nature, but his eyes were actually set on a certain someone. Cuttle to be exact. MotomotoShrek had never seen a girl so fine- she was rounder than all the hippos combined. His smirked thinking about how he could get a piece of her, if he just asked. But staring was never enough for MotomotoShrek, he had to speak to this woman.
He strides over to her, his chest puffed out in a sign of confidence, a sleek smile so grand that it has everyone staring. He gets asked on the daily for a date, but he doesn't want just any girl, he wants Cuttle. He stands before her, his shadow looming over her as she turned from her group of hippos to look at him. "Can I help you?" Cuttle says, her friends giggling around her, which makes her all the more confused. MotomotoShrek smirks, his intentions bold from the start. "Hey baby girl, wanna come to my swamp?" He says, the girls gasping in excitement. Though he's a hippo, MotomotoShrek owns the biggest home in the animal kingdom. His popularity and good looks get him just about anything. It takes Cuttle a second to realize that MotomotoShrek is passing a hit at her. She narrows her eyes and turns fully to him, and MotomotoShrek likes the turn, it gives him more to see. But once again, seeing is never enough for the male hippo. "Excuse me?" Cuttle says, her eyes locking with his. "I really like your humps girl, I would love it if you'd let me do more than just look at you." He says, his deep voice making all the other girls squirm. Cuttle was considered lucky in this situation, all the other girls would've loved to be where Cuttle was. And yet, Cuttle scoffed. "What even is your name?" Cuttle said, clearly annoyed with the situation. MotomotoShrek Shrek was surprised to hear that she didn't know his name, everyone new his name. He brushed it off and told her, it was like a scrape that was easily cleaned. "Well MotomotoShrek, sorry but I'm not interested." Cuttle said. "Not even a little?" The male said, hope on his voice. Cuttle shook her head and stood up, walking away from him. MotomotoShrek watched her leave, he'd surely get her next time.
