Nobody Wins (Short Story) Shrek, Tony Stark, Shaggy, Remy, Alfredo Linguini.

Chapter One

The atmosphere was amazing, stepping into the restaurant really put Stark in a good mood. He sat down at a table, and looked over the menu, to be greeted by his favorite wait staff Alfredo linguini.
"Ah g-good evening Mr. Stark!" Alfredo greeted, pouring out a cup of their finest wine for the rich man.
"Please, call me Tony Alfredo. I've been here every day since I've been in Paris, and you know how much I love the pasta." Tony smirked, sliding Alfredo a hundred dollar bill.
"Ah okay!" Alfredo said taking the money. It was hard for a poor waiter in Paris. Especially hard since his rat didn't know the concept of money despite being the head chef of a restaurant. Last night remi bought 100 roombas.
Alfredo stepped back into the kitchen, knowing that remi already had the order made.
They stepped into the dinning area, bringing Tony his food.
"Here's your meal s- I mean Tony." Alfredo sat Tony's pasta infront of Tony and stood there waiting to make sure everything was okay before he went back to the kitchen.
Tony put a napkin in the neck of his shirt and another on his lap so he didn't get the pasta everywhere. He takes a bite of the pasta and melts into his seat. He points his fork to his pasta and looks up at linguini. "Now this... This is worth every penny." Tony smirks sliding alfredo another hundred dollar bill.
"I- thank you Tony." Alfredo says, pouring Tony another glass of wine. Alfredo goes back to the kitchen and after a few minutes heads back out to the dinning area. " Hello I'm linguini and I'll be your server for tonight. What can I get you?" Alfredo says to the man sitting at the table.
The man looked up at linguini, his green skin glowing in the dark atmosphere of the restaurant.
"Aye, you will." It was Shrek in all his green glory. Just looking at him was spine-chilling. Alfredo had to think of his paycheck before running away.
"W-w-w-w-what can I get for you sssssssir?" He sweated.
"I'll have...." The ogre thought not bothering to look down at the menu, "your eyes squeezed on toast. With a good side of lemon."
Alfredo ran back into the kitchen, scared for his life. He seemed to be talking to someone, before the doors to the kitchen opened once more. There, in the doorway was remy.
He was strapped to the teeth, most noticably, he had a knife in his little rat hands ready to defend his puppet Alfredo. Shrek readyed his stance and the two battled. It was a bloody battle, and what happened? Both perished.
The only surviver stood in the middle of the ruined restaurant.
"Ah jeez man. This is like, totally a bummer. It was Shaggy himself, floating above the scene. This battle was rough for him- he had to use 3% of his true power.

Hope you enjoyed this part. -F