Always Watching Over Me
A/N I'm feeling a little lonely right now so I felt like writing this. It's about somebody being alone and sad until he finds somebody who understands his pain of being alone all the long years.....
It was a dreary day in Duloc and Snowgre was feeling alone. He felt alone all the time even if others were around. He hid himself from others, how he truly felt. He was wishing for a better life since his visual impairment had emerged recently.
He also hated being in his cousin's shadow. Ever since he'd married Fiona and kicked Charming's butt, people respected and liked him even though he was an ogre.
It was something he wanted badly as he broke down..
"....Hello?
Who's.... in there?" he heard somebody say as Snowgre's furry ears heard the door open and somebody walked in quietly. It was a seventeen year old with short brown hair, green eyes, slender and wore a brown jersey with a golden lion on the back. It was Artie, the young King in training. He'd been looking for Shrek and the others but weren't there. He wondered who the ogre with blue skin, snow white fur over his body with green eyes was. He wondered what was wrong.
".... Who're you?" Snowgre heard him say softly. For a while he had heard Shrek talking about the new King in training but had never seen him before but was curious. He wondered if he was stuck up like all royals but had a feeling.
Artie could see the pain in Snowgre's eyes. They seemed to tell a story all on their own but a sad one. Artie could relate to it. He knew how that felt.
"I.....-I'm Snowgre but I...... feel alone. Shrek isn't here. He and Fiona went off on vacation with the kids and..... left me here." he answered looking away.
"Why would they do that?
Maybe it's a misunderstanding." Artie answered softly. The pain and hurt on Snowgre's face broke his heart nearly.
"You're him aren't you?
That new king in training everybody talks about." Snowgre answered softly.
"Yeah I'm Arthur Pendragon but you could call me Artie.
Don't you have any other friends to be with? You look..... so like me." Artie answered.
"What do you mean?
You have a whole kingdom of people to be your friends while me, I have nobody.
This world doesn't want you if you look like me.
But Shrek...... he gets things I want badly like...." Snowgre said bitterly.
"Like what?" Artie asked him.
"People who like him and respect him even though he's like me, a family but friends." Snowgre told him as he felt tears fall down his face. Artie understood. Snowgre was hurting inside and needed friends soon.
"Maybe I should start the ball rolling.
I want to help him like Shrek helped me.
Maybe I can help him feel happier." he thought seeing the ogre teen asleep on the bed in his room. He knew how it felt to sleep alone and feel lousy but being king had changed him a little, shown him things could get better with a lot of hope, faith and courage.
Artie then heard the sound of carriage wheels as the onion carriage was back.
"That's odd.
They must've came home earlier." he thought as he saw Shrek, Fiona and the triplets walk through the front door.
"Artie what're you doing here?" Shrek heard Fiona ask but wasn't listening. He was thinking about Snowgre. He knew his teenage cousin had shut down emotionally after learning about habving BBS but maybe Artie could help him somehow.
"Artie..... we need to talk." he said leading him outside where they could talk in private.....