Lord Farquaad dances at the disco, enjoying himself, when a tall, pale man with red lips and glasses approached him. "Hey babe~" The man said shrexily while he waggles his eyebrows at the short HuNk Of MeAt. Lord Farquaad turns red at the man's shrexy words. The pale man reaches his hand down to Farquaad. "Dance with me~?" They danced forever. Farqauaad was sad to leave that night...it was his wedding to that stupid piece of shiz Canned Coochie. He hated her.
~Time skip to the wedding~
Farquaad sat at the makeup table and waited sadly. He didn't want to be married. All of the sudden he saw the tall pale man from the night before he gasped as the man walked over to him. The man said "hey babe what you doing?"
farquad's heart burst. He thought he was going to die. He replied "H-hi there what are you doing here?"
"And I oop- I forgot my hydro flask and my makeup brushes and my Morphe X James Charles Palette! Use code James for 10% off! Skskksksks"
To be continued...
