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Chapter 4 - Don't look down! "Let me get this straight." For the fifteenth time in a row, that is. "You're gonna go fight a dragon and rescue a princess just so Farquaad will give you back a swamp, which you only don't have because he filled it full of freaks in the first place. Is that about right?" Well, when Donkey put things that way it did made us sound a bit stupid. And dumb. And stupid again. Shrek sighed to the ground also for the fifteenth time, at the end of the sunflowers field. "You know what? Maybe there's a good reason donkeys shouldn't talk." said the ogre while briefly looking behind and before he retrieved to his veggi

Introduction   "Once upon a time there was a lovely princess. But she had an enchantment upon her of a fearful sort which could only be broken by love's first kiss.   She was locked away in a castle guarded by a terrible fire-breathing dragon. Many brave knights had attempted to free her from this dreadful prison, but none prevailed.   She waited in the dragon's keep. In the highest room of the tallest tower for her true love and true love's first kiss."   Yes, I know. You have already read or heard this from somewhere, most probably from your bedtime stories. When I was a kid I did listen to some of this sort of fairy tale. The world sure

Chapter 3 - What kind of quest? "But that's it. That's it right there. That's DuLoc." Yup. We had just arrived at the fox's hiding place. Although, through a carriage parking lot. "I told ya I'd find it." insisted Donkey proud of his little victory over Shrek's doubt. Who kept warning him that we were possibly lost. All the single way there. "And you couldn't be more right, parceiro*." I said as I gave him a light punch on his shoulder. "I myself would be probably lost by now without a map, if I tried to get here. You have a great sense of orientation.". "Oh please. You're making me blush." was the little animal's answer to my compliment.

Chapter 2 - On the road again. Ok. For those who may have forgotten, I will clarify you the point of my situation: I was kidna-I meant catnapped, put in a cage, mistaken for Puss in Boots for the 16752431th time, sold by a stinking thug, bought by dumb guards, I also rescued some fairy tale creatures (or so I thought) and went after a donkey to save him too. "Rrrrrrrrrrrrrroooooooooooooo ooooooaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa aaaarrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr!" Oh yes. From an ogre. And I'm not even a black cat. "That doesn't sound good." I said after I heard the ogre's roar and started to go faster. If that was even possible. By each step I took, the stro

Chapter 1 - There go my vacations! "Oh. Meu. Deus*. This really sucks!" Ok. Maybe not so mature. Nor constructive. "I think I'm going to puke this morning's furball." Oh. Did I forget to mention that I'm a cat? "It's no wonder that people complain about my need of being more feminine. Girls are brainwashed with this trash to make them believe they are born 'damsels in distress'." The old lady at the book store counter by my side laughed. If I'm not mistaken, she had blue eyes and grey/white hair. Quite normal for someone that seemed to be in her late sixties. But don't ask about the clothes, because I can't remember that much detail! "S