When the Rusted meets the Green

Our Meeting at the Pizzaplex

TW mentions death and ill intent
Springtrap's Pov: It was like any other week at the pizzaplex a few lawsuits, a few missing children, and a lot of laughter. I'll never forget that day June 26th I heard a lot of yelling it sounded like Henry but who was he arguing with? The voice was deep and sexy and it made my insides have a tingling sensation. I walked out to see the most delicious, green ogre standing near the door. We locked eyes and I wondered if he felt the same feeling that I had felt in my chest. It was like someone was softly tickling my heart. Soon I would come to realize what this feeling was called.
After a bit I recovered and began to wonder what brought this amazing man into my domain. Henry finally piped up and explained that the ogre was upset because his swamp was peaceful before we set up the pizzaplex next door and he wants us to leave so his swamp goes back to being quiet. Somewhere in the conversation I found out the ogre's name was Shrek. When Shrek spoke again his voice seemed a bit shakier than when I had heard him earlier. He said he hates people but instead of asking us to leave like Henry had said he just asked us to try and keep it down a bit.
For the rest of the day I couldn't get Shrek out of my mind. Even when I went home to my wife and three children he was the only thing on my mind. I decided I needed to see Shrek again and maybe that would get him out of my head. I asked Henry where exactly this "swamp" was located claiming I wanted to discuss business with Shrek. When Henry spit out the address I quickly headed over to where Henry had directed. When I arrived at the swamp I knocked at what seemed to be a door made from tree bark. My heart started to race when I saw Shrek's gorgeous green complexion peek through the door that had been slammed open. He looked angry at first but his brow unfurled when he saw it was me.
"Hello Mr. Afton" muttered Shrek he seemed embarrassed but I was not judging his swamp. I thought it was very modest and comfy. I made up some bullshit excuse about a business contract and without putting up a fight he let me in. Being in Shrek's house caused a twisting feeling in my stomach. I could hardly believe it and I started to catch on to my feelings. We talked for a bit both knowing that neither of us truly cared about the contract. When we were done, though I knew we had only talked about business, I couldn't help but smile for the rest of the day.
Sadly my happiness was short lived. My youngest son Evan who was put in a coma at his birthday party suddenly passed. Evan was a sweet and timid child but he was a bit of a crybaby. My other son Michael caused his tragic death and I will never not despise him for it. Again tragedy struck my household after my daughter Elizabeth was killed at my business' sister location. I felt I was loosing my mind how why could this happen to me and just like that I forgot about Shrek.