Walrus x Reader x Shrek x Santa SEXY

My flippers flap for you-Chappy 3

Y/N= Your name

B/F= Big feet

E/C= eye color

i= Thought

B= important keys, yelling.

U= Muttering

(-(*~WALRUS POV~*)-)

'Yo! Whattt's poppin, my Mavericks haha, yeah!' Logan's words echo through my cage at SeaWorld, I hope no one else heard him. I'm not allowed to watch it after 7:30pm.(I'm so savage haha rekt)  And all the other Walrus' are snitches. I close my eyes and turn off the video. I'm so tired from planning out the party. 'So far I have...uh...Santa, my walrus buddy Jeff, and Donald Trump..uh' I recite over the list in my head. 

I was making Shrek's last night, but didn't finish it. I was too eager to make Y/N's one. Ahhhh, Y/N...they really are so special to me.. But that's off topic. I have to remember to make Shrek's, then I can make their's.  Uuuuwah! But it's too exciting! Maybe I can do the- No, no, no, no. I can't. They can wait...

It doesn't matter that they're beautiful, or how their B/F shine in the light..I just want to-...I can't think of them like this....we're...just....friends. I shake my head furiously, and blink a few times. I can't have these dirty thoughts run through my mind, what would Y/N think of this? Whatever. It's now 8:09pm...the guards will catch me awake. I overheard them saying that I'll be going out tomorrow for the Walrus show. Lit. I head up out of the freezing water, to the coziness and homeliness  of my hole. I yawn then leisurely manoeuvre my fat body, to comfort myself. The ice is cold on my buttcheeks, I kind of like it. I wonder what Y/N's body temperature is...ehehe. Wait no! 'Ugh whatever-' I say this before suddenly crashing to sleep. I dreamt about starring in one of Logan Paul's videos with Y/N by my side, that was a good dream.

The morning followed soon after, I was laying in my hole watching Logan's newest video 'I JUST FOUND A DEAD PICKLE IN THE SUICIDE FOREST AND TAZERED IT'. My eyes were stained a bright red, just looking at those comments. The sun, was coming over the horizon, slowly conquering the moon. Such a beautiful sight, just Like Y/- no! Wait! 'Ugh why do I alw-!'

That's when I heard the footsteps, and murmuring about trading wives or whatever. None my beeswax, anyways. I expected it to be some guests, but that's when..the guards showed up. 

'Ahoy, Maty. How arye ya?' Says a guard, offering  a piece of salmon. I look up at him, he thinks I'm a pirate?! Just because I come from the ocean!??? Jeez. Why can't they accept that all walrus' are different people. Like I'm a maverick, for instance. Which means I'm cool and dope. 

'Flabolobabbalabbakaolab' teases another guard. I sigh. No respect, huh? But if Y/N was here— no! Just shut up, Walrus! I sigh once again and take the fish off the guard, ripping at it. Once I had finished, they took me in a somewhat big container. I wonder why they chose me today, I think to myself. Maybe they had  plans for me? Well– I am a pretty admirable and adorable person, after all. Also I'm lit and hip with the kids. 

I couldn't see much other then the container I was being carried in, and my furry skin exposed to the sunlight overhead. I slipped down and lay still in my container. I felt like an all-time celeb in my limousine driving down to Ohio, just imagining myself walking down the red carpet in Gucci with Y/N  as fans surround me. My guards telling them 'not to get too close'. But that's how it is when you're famous at SeaWorld. I chuckle at myself.

That's when the container started racking, water splashing all over me. What the hell? What the heck's going on?? ''Aight, you got him?' I heard the voices of humans, blabbering above me. 'Yes, bill. Jeez, just shut up and do your job.' I wanted to get up to see what was  happening, but they kept on shaking the container, making me fall over each time. 'He'll look splendid in this!' Says a guard. Huh? Are they talking about me? ?? 'I agree'. 

Suddenly, the container topples over and I come tumbling out. 'GLOBGLOGABGALAB-!' I call, in an attempt of screaming. 'Chill, matey!' Cheers a voice from behind. 'Bill, shut up' before I had the chance to look over at who was talking, I felt them put a headband on me. I tried to turn around but I lost my balance, and had fallen into a massive pool. 

My conciseness came back as soon as I felt my head underwater. I stayed still, The water was a numbing-cold sensation. That's when I heard a muffled, loud voice. As if it were on a microphone. I could just make out the words- 'My fellow Ladies, and ...Sexist people..*cough men cough cough* I welcome you to the all-time exclusive guest's Walrus show!' Oh the walrus show, I thought they were gonna feed me some more and give me something else to wear other than this headband. I felt quite annoyed.

I came plunging out of the water, Jeez, can they at least try to tell me I was going out just then? I wasn't prepared yet. Well whatever, I'm here now, at least I can go see my fans. I swam up to the front of the pool, where the ladie on the microphone was. I lifted my head out of the water, looking at the people. They all gave me an applause, despite me doing anything other than coming up. It's hard being famous, sometimes.

I took a good look at the crowd and that's when I saw....Y/N staring directly into my eyes, with the warmest smile. Once they noticed I was looking back at them, they stopped clapping and gave me a gentle wave. My ears started to burn, as my cheeks flushed a bright pink. I lifted one flipper, and slowly waved back..Y/N's here?....to see...me?  I jumped back, trying not to let them see me blushing. Why did they come here? How did they know? Have they kept track of the show? These thoughts just made it worse, I don't have feelings for Y/N...do I?