A large, green ogre lumbers across the hall.
It's the biggest party in Beach City, and everyone in town is there.
The ogre looks up to meet Pearl's gaze, but she glances away quickly
He knew who the Crystal Gems were. He just wasn't sure if they would ever know who he was.
He turns around, ready to leave when suddenly he feels a tap on his shoulder.
"Hm?"
He turns around to see Pearl standing behind him, smiling.
"Oh yes, go ahead. Make fun of the Jolly Green Giant!" He moans, filled with sorrow.
"Actually, I was going to ask you if you wanted to dance," Pearl says.
"Me?" The ogre is dumbfounded.
"Listen, Pearl. Take a look at me! What am I?" He asks. "Gorgeous." Pearl swoons.
"No, I'm an OGRE! You know, "Grab your torch and pitchforks!" Doesn't that sound familiar?" The ogre asks.
"It doesn't matter. You're the one for me...Shrek." Pearl says.
Shrek gasps and smiles. She had known him. The love of his life knew who he was.
"Well then...may I have this dance?" He asks, taking Pearl's hand.
The two burst into a ballad of fresh moves, cycling through breakdancing, ballet, and jazz, before finally ending up in each other's arms.
Pearl's gem starts shining, and the whole room is bathed in a white light.
It fades, revealing a hideous monster only known as Shrearl.
"RRRRROOOOOOOOOAAAAAAARRRRR!" It bellows.
It proceeds to kill everyone in Beach City.