Valentines day the season of tear's?

Quanktumspirit: "I thought how would Puss celebrate Valentines day in the swamp with Shrek, Fiona, Dragon, Donkey and there kid's? I tell you in this small story of pain. Written date: Wednesday 10th October 2012."


It was just 10 day's before the lovely season of love. Shrek was cleaning up the last of the leaves before spring properly starts. Fiona was bathing Farkle, Ferguse and Felicia in the swamp's bathtub. Donkey and Dragon each were playing with there kid's.

"One... two... three... hopscotch." Donkey called out as he jumped.

"Really good job dad. Hey... where is Puss?" Parfait asked as she noticed the absence of their friend.

"He said he needed to write something. So we shouldn't disturb him. He is inside," Shrek explained to the young Dragon.

The other's carried on playing. But Donkey was wondering what his best friend was up to. So he excused himself as he entered Shrek's home.


He walked to the back of Shrek's home where Puss has arranged his own small private room. Donkey saw one candle lit and Puss mumbled something under his breath.

"Knock, knock. May I enter Puss?" Donkey asked him knowing that Puss didn't like his privacy disturbed.

"Sure come in Donkey." Puss said happy about his best friends visit.

Donkey moved the curtains and saw Puss sitting at a brown desk with a feather in his hand and a piece of paper on the table. A small pot of ink was at his side and Puss just settled the feather in it. A single chair was in front of the desk and Puss insisted Donkey shall sit.

"What can I do for you today Donkey?" Puss asked his friend.

"Well I was wondering what you are doing? But I can see that you are writing to somebody. Shall we do something together?" Donkey explained to his friend and then asked.

"Sure. Would you like to walk with me down to the post box?" Puss asked his friend.

Donkey was confused. Why would Puss want to go to the post box? But to not disappoint his friend he would do the favour. Puss placed the letter in an envelope, picked two envelopes up and jumped into his boot's. Then they walked from the swam, down a path and they reached a old wooden post box. Puss posted the letter's and then walked with Donkey back.

Puss looked to the sky and a small tear escaped his eye. He was thinking again about something... maybe the people he has written the letter's to.

"Say Puss. To who are the letter's?" Donkey asked his friend.

"They are to two people I deeply care about," Puss explained.

"You mean your mother and father?" Donkey asked him.

"No. Well... It is hard. I don't know who my parent's are. Only Imelia who adopted me as I was a kitten. That is the first letter. And the second one is to my best friend." Puss said.

"Wait... I noticed they both had the same address on. Why are they to two different people if it is the same address?" Donkey asked him even more confused.

"Because I know the letter to the second person will arrive to her, she sometimes visit's my mother. And my mum promised to me that every letter or packaging I send to her will reach her." Puss explained.

"Ah I see... wait her? Who?" Donkey asked as he caught on the feminine words in his sentence.

"That is for me to know and for you to never find out." Puss said chuckling.

Donkey nodded and as they reached home the sun was already setting. Shrek, Fiona and the triplets were all already in bed, Donkey flew with Dragon of to there nest and Puss jumped onto a tree where he has build himself a comfortable cat nest. He snuggled into the sheets and thought of the girl who captured his elusive heart and filled it with love. It made him feel ashamed of himself that he dares to flirt with other's if she was in his heart.

The only girl Puss could compare her blue eyes with the stars in the horizon. And the black night with her elusive fur.

Kitty Softpaws. The cat with the softest paws and a talk that makes Puss's heart melt into a pudding. With her smile in Puss's thought's he slept and dreamed of the day they would see each other again.


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