Barry B Benson(or BEE), 3 months old.
Dead.
Shrek sniffled, a white rose clutched in his meaty hands.
He gently placed the flower onto BEE's body, successfully squishing him slightly.
Oh well, at least BEE wouldn't have to work out to lose those extra pounds before Summer anymore.
Because he was squished.
And dead.
"This is all your fault," Shrek scolded himself, "You should get out of your own swamp."
That was it!
He would leave the swamp.
Alone.
And so, having decided on doing just that, Shrek left the funeral hall.
But not before kissing his best friend of two months goodbye.
The End.
Extra:
Fiona noticed her husband leave the hall with a determined expression.
She smiled.
Shrek's home was her swamp now.
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The Shrek X Bee Movie Fanfic no one asked for
Fiksi PenggemarAccording to all known laws of aviation, A bee shouldn't be able to fly. According to all known laws of reality, An ogre shouldn't be best friends with a bee. Until now.
