Donald Trump x Shrek x Daryl

13. marriage?¿????

A/N: Why do I still write this? I know the answer. I have nothing better to do and writing this is better than studying for school C,:

Berthold Knaust's POV:

I like onions.

Big D's POV:

I notice the change in Shrek's behaviour. He is cold and distant.
He is as cold as a snowflake and everytime I try to reach for him he melts away.
I don't know what to do. I can not believe it, I am always so smart and talented and awesome, so it can't be my fault.
Why do I not know how to help my little onion?

3rd person POV:

Daddy Donald and his kitten Daryl sit on the sofa together. The sofa is shaped like a big orange.
Donald claims it looks "aesthetic af".
He's wRoNg.
"Daryl, do you know why Shrek is so sad all the time? I also noticed him making depressing memes and posting them on his tumblr page.
He's such a tublerina."
Daryl doesn't answer him because he doesn't know what to say.
He looks a little bit sad, but that's not because of Shrek.
He just misses Donald's gentle touch and his tiny hand caressing his thigh.
He misses waking up next to Donald and oNLY Donald.
Daryl stares ahead and pretends to watch TV.
Unfortunately Domald sees right through the lies and asks Daryl what's wrong. After Daryl ignores him, Daddy D is fed up with his kittens behaviour and straddles his waist.
He pins Daryls arms on the sofa and leans in. Their faces nearly touch.
NEARLY.
Then Donwald asks Daryl the one and only question " daryl dickson, will yOU marry me?"