The End?
Shrek started for his dad's house. He was glad that Fiona was ok, but it irritated him that she had run to his father's house. Why couldn't she see that he wasn't a monster? He didn't understand why she got so upset at dinner last night. He had tried to be understanding. He couldn't help it that he wasn't an ogre used to sharing his feelings. Couldn't she see he had been trying to be sympathetic? She was darn lucky that he hadn't thrown her out the first night she had arrived, and had in spite of her childish temper tantrums and irascible nature that she was still living there. He would not put up with that behavior from any body else, so why her? He shook his head in confusion. Why did he even care where she was, or why was he chasing after her? He thought of the wedding arranged for him and Fiona, thanks to his father. Surprisingly the thought of marrying her didn't make the bile rise in his throat. In fact he felt his heart skip a little beat at the thought. What was wrong with him? He wasn't sure, but in spite of her hideousness, her vulnerability, her irritating way of arguing with him, her childishness and her temper, the thought of losing her filled him with a sense of panic. Could it be? No, he thought, impossible. I can't be. It is ridiculous. Yet he knew to deny the truth any longer wouldn't help. He was in love with Fiona! He stopped struck by the shock at that admission. His felt his face flush. It was true! Somehow the witch had bewitched him. He smiled in excitement. Yes, he was in love, and he was going to tell her so. Shrek stepped up his pace. Now he couldn't wait to see Fiona. All of a sudden a thought hit him, and he stopped abruptly. She couldn't stand him. She had made that clear. She in fact claimed to hate him. NO, that couldn't be. All he had to do was tell her how he felt, and she would see that she was meant to be his. Shrek stood there undecided, or would she? Well he wouldn't know until he saw her. Shrek started running. He had to see her and make her understand, she had to see things his way. She just had to.
Meanwhile at Barthus's house:
Meanwhile at Barthus's house:
Barthus: Shrek should be here any time now. We should talk about the wedding and get some things planned. I know this is hard on him, so the more we take off his shoulders the better.
Fiona looked longingly at Barthus. Barthus saw her look and knew what that meant. He turned away. She felt she was in love with him. Yet as much as he wanted to believe that was true, he didn't really believe it. She was just responding to the kindnesses he had shown her over the years and now. After all, she had lost her father over 6 months ago. Her father had been her rock, and now she was gravitating to him as a father figure. She might not know it, but that was it. Still it was disconcerting to say the least, with him having feelings for her.
Barthus turned away not knowing what to do. He wanted to take her into his arms and kiss her. If she kept looking at him like that he might end up doing something he regretted.
Fiona looked longingly at Barthus. Barthus saw her look and knew what that meant. He turned away. She felt she was in love with him. Yet as much as he wanted to believe that was true, he didn't really believe it. She was just responding to the kindnesses he had shown her over the years and now. After all, she had lost her father over 6 months ago. Her father had been her rock, and now she was gravitating to him as a father figure. She might not know it, but that was it. Still it was disconcerting to say the least, with him having feelings for her.
Barthus turned away not knowing what to do. He wanted to take her into his arms and kiss her. If she kept looking at him like that he might end up doing something he regretted.
Fiona pleading: Barthus, please listen to me. I must tell you before Shrek comes that I want you to help me get away from Shrek. He doesn't love me, and has made that very clear. If you don't help me, I will have no where to turn. You are my last hope. You don't know what it is like with Shrek. I tried to be nice and cook good meals, but he treats me like I am less than a servant. I might as well be a bug on the wall for all the attention he pays to me. You have to break the contract. You had no right to decide our future for us. There has to be a way. Fiona started to cry!
So she was actually wanting to leave? What had his son done to this woman? He was filled with anger against Shrek. How could he be so callous? In spite of his feelings this wedding had to happen. It was going to kill him to see Fiona married to his son knowing he could never have her, but he had no choice. The contract couldn't be broken.
So she was actually wanting to leave? What had his son done to this woman? He was filled with anger against Shrek. How could he be so callous? In spite of his feelings this wedding had to happen. It was going to kill him to see Fiona married to his son knowing he could never have her, but he had no choice. The contract couldn't be broken.
Fiona stood there crying. Barthus feeling like he was being a cad went against every thought screaming against his doing so and took her into his arms.
Fiona clung to him and whispered desperately: Please Barthus. Don't make me marry Shrek. I love you. It is you I want to be with.
Barthus felt her warm body melt into his. He felt her breath on his neck, her musty smell, he felt her lips kiss his neck. He pushed her away. He couldn't give in.
Fiona thrust away rudely stood there in shock. She was confused. Why had he pushed her away? Surely he felt the same?
Fiona crying silently reached out pleadingly. Her lips moving in silent agony.
Barthus couldn't take it. He couldn't see her like this.
Fiona clung to him and whispered desperately: Please Barthus. Don't make me marry Shrek. I love you. It is you I want to be with.
Barthus felt her warm body melt into his. He felt her breath on his neck, her musty smell, he felt her lips kiss his neck. He pushed her away. He couldn't give in.
Fiona thrust away rudely stood there in shock. She was confused. Why had he pushed her away? Surely he felt the same?
Fiona crying silently reached out pleadingly. Her lips moving in silent agony.
Barthus couldn't take it. He couldn't see her like this.
Barthus growling filled with desire grabbed her.
Barthus holding her close: I do love you Fiona. I have loved you ever since you were a little girl. It was my joy to make you happy.
Fiona was shocked, but her heart thrilled inside her. He did love her. Everything was going to be alright.
Fiona: I love you too Barthus. We will tell Shrek that you will be marrying me instead. He won't care.
Barthus sadly: No Fiona. It is not to be. You must marry Shrek. The contract can't be broken.
Fiona crushed: No, I won't believe it.
Barthus: If there was something I could do, I would. Please believe me.
Fiona realizing all hope was lost: Barthus, if I must marry Shrek please don't let me do so without having a moment in your arms. Please Barthus, if you love me just one kiss? Just one?
Barthus knowing it was wrong, didn't have the heart to say no. He lowered his head gently, his lips touching hers. The kiss started gentle like a butterfly, but her lips opened beneath his and she moaned in desire. The kiss deepened both their passions raging out of control.
Barthus holding her close: I do love you Fiona. I have loved you ever since you were a little girl. It was my joy to make you happy.
Fiona was shocked, but her heart thrilled inside her. He did love her. Everything was going to be alright.
Fiona: I love you too Barthus. We will tell Shrek that you will be marrying me instead. He won't care.
Barthus sadly: No Fiona. It is not to be. You must marry Shrek. The contract can't be broken.
Fiona crushed: No, I won't believe it.
Barthus: If there was something I could do, I would. Please believe me.
Fiona realizing all hope was lost: Barthus, if I must marry Shrek please don't let me do so without having a moment in your arms. Please Barthus, if you love me just one kiss? Just one?
Barthus knowing it was wrong, didn't have the heart to say no. He lowered his head gently, his lips touching hers. The kiss started gentle like a butterfly, but her lips opened beneath his and she moaned in desire. The kiss deepened both their passions raging out of control.
Shrek stepped into the doorway: Fiona, dad.... the words died on his lips as he realized that the woman he loved and his father were locked in a lovers embrace!