Let me introduce you to shreck, he is a lonely ogre longing for love. He feels empty until he meets someone special. Someone called farquard, Lord farquard. Will shreck find love with the dashing Mr. Farquard.
Shreck sighed, in awe at the amazing sunset, here in the swamp it was extremely lonely. He had nobody to love, after fiona left him for rumpel stiltskin. He longed for someone to spend these cold days with. Suddenly a loud sound from outside broke his train of thought, "what was that?!" shreck thought, his heart racing he slowly turned around. He saw a hundred shadowy figures, he let out a scream. In one instance they all rushed forwards, shreck hadn't noticed this but they were all wielding sharpened weapons, aimed at him. In a flustered panic shreck dived to the ground and covered his head. He closed his eyes getting ready to brace the pain. But, no pain came? Slowly, he opened his eyes to see a handsome man standing heroically over him. "w-who is that" shreck thought, but before he could say anything the handsome man pulled him off the floor and towards the wall. "what is happening" he silently screamed.
A trace of sweat dripped down from the mysterious mans face, he followed the droplet down his neck further until it reached his firm abs, they glistened in the sun, calling out to shreck. He blushed and shyly asked "w-who are you". In response the handsome mystery man replied "you can never speak of this again to anyone" in a confused daze shreck gazed at the man, he was wearing a dark cloak, his chest revealed by a tear in his shirt. He had a good figure and as shrecks eyes trailed up he saw his face, his eyes were mesmerising and he gazed into them, longing to know who this gorgeous man was.