Shrek x Donkey- A layer away from my heart.

Chapter 5- The Arrest

After Donkey left the officers announced, "The suspect is somebody in this room, based on evidence." Shrek eyed Puss in Boots, Shrek knew he didn't do it and Puss was acting a bit suspicious earlier. The cats big, green eyes were staring at him with curiosity. Why does he look so confused? He's the one that did it, Shrek pondered. 

"Shrek -whatever the heck your last name is-, you're under arrest for the murder of Mrs Dragon." The officer pulled out his hand cuffs and listed Shrek's rights. "I'M INNOCENT!" Shrek screamed, but the officers said nothing back, with smirks on their faces. "PUSS, TELL THEM" 

Puss said nothing. 

As they were being walked out the door, Shrek saw Puss take what appeared to be a contact out of his eye, revealing a familiar blue eye. "OI HE'S WEARING CONTACTS!" Shrek yelled to the officers. One of the officers just replied with "So?" and Shrek realized that Puss wouldn't get in trouble for wearing contacts. Maybe Puss has just wore contacts the whole time and never told me?  Shrek thought. 

Then a strike of pain entered Shrek's heart as he remembered his kids.  "WHAT'S GOING TO HAPPEN TO MY 2 BEAUTIFUL BABIES???" Shrek DEMANDED.
"I thought you had three babies?" asked the officer.
"But one of them is ugly so..." said Shrek. The officer looked at him with disgust, but Shrek was used to it. The officer explained that his kids would go live with his ex wife. Shrek shivered at her name, he remembered her cold eyes, staring at him when she wasn't pleased, her wide mouth that could stretch as wide as a hippo's when she was screaming. He got goosebumps and wondered how he stayed with her for over a year. 

Shrek was in the police car being escorted to prison, awaiting his trial. Will Donkey hate me? I'm innocent though, I got framed and I know it. Shrek thought carefully as he heard the engine start. Shrek wondered what prison would be like, if he would make any friends, or if he would get beat up? People said the food was gross there, but Shrek was an ogre so he wasn't too worried about that.  

Shrek got put in a jail cell, he looked up and saw a bunk bed that looked much to small for him. At least I won't be fighting for the top, I would break the dang bed. Thought Shrek. 

"BoNjoUr." said a gingerbread cookie in a highly fake french accent while holding a baguette that seemed like it was as hard as a rock. Yum, Shrek though. "Hello" replied Shrek, "is your accent real, because it sounds kind of fake." He looked at the fake french gingerbread man for what seemed like forever, slowly a grin formed on his face. "Yeah you got me pal" he suddenly threw the baguette on the ground with ULTRA force and it made a dent in the floor. His roomate looked him up and down, "So I guess I'm getting top bunk" he said, -Shrek was a bit offended but he knew it was true- "My name is Gingo by the way." Shrek thought Gingo looked an awful lot like Gingy, his friend, back when things were normal. "Are you perhaps related to Gingy?" Shrek asked. 

Gingo nodded and spit on the ground. "Yes, but I hate that piece of garbage"