Once a happily ever after, there was shrek and Fiona. Shrek loved Fiona... but Fiona love him. Lately, Fiona had been acting strange. She has been ignoring Shrek a lot... and coming home smelling like another persons mud. This was strange, for Shrek thought that his mud was the only mud Fiona knew.
So, Shrek confronted her.
"Fiona...My lovely human ogre wife. Why is it you have been coming home smelling like another persons mud." Shrek said, tears filling is deep brown eyes, holding his beloved wife's hands.
They were sat at the dining table, just having eaten dinner, and we're going to discuss why she has been coming home smelling of another's mud.
"Whatver do you mean Shrek. Whose mud do I know besides the mud of the love of my life? I know of no others mud, perhaps you are smelling things." Fiona said as she pulled her hands from Shrek, and began fidgeting with her green fingers. She looked nervous. Was Fiona...hiding something. Shrek was lost, was he smelling things, was it his mud he found on his lovely wifes clothes. Shrek didn't know, and Fiona, looked as though she wasn't gonna tell.
So, after trying for half of the hour, he decided he needed to get advice from another. So, he went to his trusted ass, Donkey, but not before saying goodbye to his wife.
"Fiona, my love, I will be back I, just realized, I promised Donkey and his dragon wife that I would have grass with them this evening...See you later my frog eyed darling." Shrek said grabbing his shoes and leaving the hut.
Fiona, keeping up the act of a doting, unsuspecting wife, bid Shrek goodbye with a wave, before grabbing her own things and leaving herself.
