MIKE WAZOWSKI'S P.O.V:
I pressed my face on Shrek's chest as he carried me through the hallways of this hell. He smelled like salt? Yes, salt and I think another aroma. The humans taught us what salt was. I can tell you it doesn't taste so good.
"Fuck!" I heard Shrek mumble.
I look up and see those human abusers surrounding us. Carrying weirdly shaped tools that had pointy ends.
"Uh..Shrek..." I whispered.
"Not now, my onion love, we need to find an escape exist out of here."
BANG BANG BANG
"No! Not the anti-vax kids!" Shrek shouted. I saw little humans falling down one by one. I hope they're okay. I once saw Boo falling down and sleeping. She never woke up. I think she's dreaming about unicorns and such.
More of the human abusers were coming closer to us. With even more tools. Grins creeping on their faces. I notice one of them. The one that beat me up because I didn't want to talk. I remember I had red marks on me. Not fun. I didn't want them to hurt me anymore. Tears forming on my eyes.
Without warning, a heavenly radiance was blinding everyone in the room. A god. No. Two gods.
"Matt...and Herobrine!" Shrek screamed in delight.
A block-y tan man, with dark brown hair, and pure white eyes appeared from the light . Another, orange skin, a long inky beard, black tired eyes, and a bald head. Halo on top of their heads. Ethereal feathery wings. Everyone on our team were cheering. Horrified faces appearing on the human abusers. I smiled. I think this is help.
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Shrek x Mike Wazowski (AREA51)
RomanceA story between handsome, thick tank bod, onion loving man and his unusual crush. After meeting each other in Area 51 they were inseparable. Read how their love became to be and their journey together.
