Shrek POV
One night i was praying to the local Harambe shrine. It was quiet as you would think it would be at 2 am. It was also Preettttyyyy freaking dark (cause you know, it was 2 am). I sat there chanting "dicks out for Harambe, Dicks out for Harambe". I had probably been there for a solid 60 hours, only praying to our lord and savior Harambe. then I got up and started walking back to my swamp.
I was starting to lose faith in Harambe. I thought that he would never come back. Once I started thinking about that, I began to cry. Luckily, I was almost home. I sprinted the rest of the way to my swamp home. I ran straight to my bed and continued to sob.
"HARAMBE!!!!! COME BACK TO US!!!!! WE NEED YOU!!!! PLEASE..... Harambe..... I need you" I cried. at that time, I heard a voice calling my name
"Shrek, Shrek, there is no need to cry" the voice whispered to me. I look up to see Harambe, himself sitting at the foot of the bed.
"Harambe!" I gasped. harambe began smiling.
"Yes, It is me" harambe said quietly, as he began to slowly climb beside me to cuddle me. he started humming all star by smash mouth. the last thing i heard before i fell asleep was "I love you, Shrek". When I woke up, he was gone. 'I guess it was all just a dream' I thought to myself. As I begun to get up, I noticed a pink slip of paper with writing on it. I walked over to it and picked it up. It read 'meet me at my shrine at 2 am for dinner. -H'.
