Donkey's teeth had left a print in the letter.
"Fiona, can you tell them I got sick?" I said.
"Oh, come on, Shrek. It will be fun. You don't want to be like my parents, do you?" said Fiona.
"What?" I said.
"Remember how that look my dad gave you when you drank from the finger bowl?" said Fiona.
"Oh... haha... uh... yeah..." I said, feeling embarrassed.
"Or when you ate an escargot without removing the shell first?" said Fiona.
"It's not the same! Your family is royal. We're just an average, middle-class family," I said.
Next thing I knew we were on the horse and buggy.
"Have fun!" said Pinocchio.
I sighed. Couldn't we leave without our friends having a party for once?