Shrek is Love Shrek is Ant

The Forsaken Tea

"GET OUT OF MY SWAMP!" Shrek yelled with an intensity that would have sent lesser beings running but the fairy god mother stood there regardless, eyes alight with purpose.

"After everything you've done, you still can't even show the slightest bit of hospitality?" She sighed with a shake of her head. "You nearly killed me, yet you show no regret. Why might that be?"

Shrek's dark, bushy eyebrows raise in a way that shows he's tired of dealing with the fairy godmother's bullshit. "Fine," she sighs. "Perhaps our last meeting wasn't the most... amiable. But a considerable amount of time has passed since then and you still can't find it in your swampy heart to forgive me?"

"What do you want?' he sighed already growing weary of this conversation.

"What happened to the fiery ogre full of rage and passion that I knew all those years ago?"

Shrek merely gave her a look. "Alright, alright, fine. I came because I want to make amends. How about we go inside and have some tea, I brought a special kind that was grown and harvested from a foreign swamp. I'm sure you'll enjoy it immensely."

Shrek stood at the door of his hut, hesitating for a moment. EVentually he came to the conclusion that this would be the fastest way to get her to leave. He was well-aware of how stubborn she was when she wanted something, and he may have also wanted to try this swamp tea she mentioned prior.

"Fine," he said and stepped aside to let her pass.

"Where is Fiona? I know she would enjoy this tea very much as well," the Fairy GodMother said while bustling around the tiny kitchen preparing the tea. A sharp intake of breath had her turning her head to see the agony in Shrek's expression.

"She passed away many years ago," was Shrek's only answer. The Fairy GodMother didn't push and continued making the tea. If Shrek had looked up at that moment, he would have seen the smile across her face, but perhaps mercifully, he continued to stare down at the table with his head between his hands.

The kettle began boiling and the fairy GodMother poured the tea into two large mugs. As she did, the water inside one of them turned a snot coloured green and began fizzing a bit. The swamp tea. The fgm glanced quickly over her shoulder to ensure Shrek still wasn't paying her any attention. She reached into her purple handbag and took out a small vial, quick as an asp, she then dumped the contents in his cup. The vial was back in her bag before Shrek could bat an eye, She hurriedly finished pouring her tea and waltzed over to the table, a faint gleam in her eye and a smile that one could only describe as downright fiendish. Shrek took the cup without even looking up from the table, and downed most of it in one gulp, as one would expect of an ogre.

"So what do you want?" Shrek demanded, while taking another large sip of tea. While the fgm's presence was a nuisance at best, he must admit that the tea was the best thing he had ever tasted. As it settled in his stomach, he could feel a slight tingling beginning in the depths of his esophagus. He burped loudly but then promptly apologized.

The fairy god mother took a long sip of her tea as well before taking the time to reply. "As I told you before, I want to make amends for what was done in the past," And while her words sounded sincere enough, there was a mischief in her eyes that set Shrek on edge.

"But why now? Why after all this time?" The tingling sensation in his stomach began growing more and more intense, and he winced a bit as it began travelling throughout his body.

"Might I remind you that you and your family turned me into nothing but bubbles. Those are NOT easy to come back from. All those years I spent trapped in a body that wasn't my own, plotting my vengeance,"

"Vengeance? I thought you said you wanted to make amends," Shrek grimaced as the tingling became painful.

"That is what I said, isn't it?" The fgm mused. Shrek shifted in his seat, he was starting to get a bad feeling.

"Aww, is little Shreky not feeling well? After all these year I would have thought you would have become less naive, but i suppose once a dumb ogre, always a dumb ogre."

"What will this do to me?!" Shrek gasped out as pain ran coursed through every vein in his body. The fgm pulled out the little vial.

"You must be referring to this," a little smirk now resting on her full lips. "Well you see Shrek, I have no idea what it will do, I picked it up from a sorcerer in a faraway land. All I know is that it won't be pleasant," A maniacal laugh filled the halls of the hut, Shrek now on the floor convulsing with the pain as the fgm flew out the door slamming it shut behind her, still laughing. She didn't look back. The room began spinning, a blend of colours as he felt his body being squeezed. All at once, he began to feel something pushing from the inside. It felt like someone was stabbing a knife into the side of his ribs, on top of his head, but the pain was coming from the inside. Shrek began screaming in pain as 2 insect legs emerged from his side, two antennas emerging from his skull in a similar fashion. The room, now only a blur of colours began to fade from the greenish hue of his swamp to orange. Shrek closed his eyes, trying not to hurl everywhere. Eventually, the pain became too much, even for an ogre such as himself. His vision faded to black and Shrek knew no more.

Chapter 2? *****