Later on, the girls minus Donkey came in and it was now time for dinner. The girls got along well with Queen Lillian, especially Darla.

"You remind me so much of my old nanny." Darla smiled to the queen.

"Well, before I became queen I did used to babysit." Queen Lillian said.

"What?" Darla's eyes widened in surprise.

"Mm-hmm..." Queen Lillian nodded with a small smile. "I've always loved young children."

"I can tell that you had a natural touch when it came to children." Mo said.

"Still do of course..." Queen Lillian smiled as she walked them inside. "Come right this way."

"It looks so beautiful." Darla smiled.

"Thank you, my dear." Queen Lillian smiled.

King Harold didn't seem to like or trust Shrek at all.

"You alright, Sire?" Atticus asked.

"Fine, fine, let's just take our seats..." King Harold said. "You remind me of my nephew."

"Your nephew?" Atticus asked. "What's his name?"

"Arthur Pendragon," King Harold replied. "Fiona used to call him 'Artie'."

"There might be a slight difference between me and him, Your Majesty." Atticus said.

"We'll discuss this over dinner." Queen Lillian replied.

Atticus smiled. At least the queen seemed nice. "She reminds me of the Queen in Jamestown." he then said to Cherry and Patch who nodded in agreement.

They were all soon at the dinner table. They were all given their assigned seats. King Harold glowered to Shrek from his seat while they waited for their dinner.

"This is awkward." Mo whispered.

Atticus gripped his collar slightly as he sipped his water.

Fiona took a drink herself, and then let out a burp which made her sheepishly smile. "Oh, e-excuse me..."

"Better out than in, I always say, eh, Fiona?" Shrek chuckled.

"Probably not a good time to say that." Patch whispered.

The laughter then died down as it was awkwardly silent again.

"What do you mean 'not on the list'?" Donkey's voice asked. "Don't tell me you don't know who I am!" he then came out of the kitchen with a smile. "Hey, what's happenin', everybody? Thanks for waiting. You know, I had the hardest time finding this place." he then sat down at the table with his hooves on the top.

"No, no, bad donkey, bad, down, you too, mutt!" King Harold scolded the animals as Patch was about to sit next to Atticus like how his rich aunt and uncle could in their house.

"Your Majesty, that would be my dog, Patch and that would be Shrek's, um, noble steed, Donkey." Atticus said.

"Yes, Dad, it's all right, it's all right, they helped rescue me from the dragon." Fiona added in.

"Yep, that's me, the noble steed!" Donkey smiled. "HEY, WAITER! HOW 'BOUT A BOWL FOR THE STEED?!"

"Oh, boy..." Shrek groaned before he took a spoon in his bowl and sipped the liquid inside of it.

"At least it can't get worse." Patch whispered.

"Um, Shrek?" Fiona whispered.

"Huh? Oh, sorry..." Shrek then thought maybe he forgot his manners. "Great soup, Mrs. Q... Mmm..."

"No... Darling..." Fiona then said, putting her fingers in the bowl to show it was a washing bowl for washing up before kitchen sinks had been invented.

"That makes sense." Darla whispered to Amber.

Amber nodded as she and Annabelle already did that and Darla copied them.

"So, Fiona," Queen Lillian smiled to her daughter. "Tell us about where you live."

"Shrek owns his own land..." Fiona smiled nervously. "Don't you, honey?"

"Yes, Shrek, please tell them about your land." Darla smiled.

"Ah, yes, it's in an enchanted forest," Shrek chuckled nervously. "Abundant in squirrels, and cute little duckies, and-"

"What?!" Donkey asked before laughing. "I know you ain't talkin' 'bout the swamp!"

"Donkey..." Shrek glared.

"An ogre in a swamp, how original." King Harold commented.

'I can already tell this won't end well.' Atticus thought to himself.

"Well, I suppose that will be a fine place to raise the children." Queen Lillian smiled.

"I agree." Mo said.

This made Shrek and King Harold cough and sputter at the mention of children.

"Maybe mentioning the word 'children' isn't a good idea." Darla said.

"It's a bit early to be thinking about that, isn't it?" Shrek smiled nervously after coughing up his spoon.

"Indeed," King Harold agreed before muttering. "I haven't started eating..."

"Oh, no..." Amber gulped having a feeling this wouldn't end well at all.

"Harold." Queen Lillian glared to her husband.

"What's that supposed to mean?" Shrek also glared with a hand on his hip.

"Dad, please..." Fiona said, trying to stop her father from going overboard.

"Sire, now, please don't say anything you might regret." Atticus said.

"I just don't want any of his type." King Harold said.

"My type?!" Shrek glared.

"Uh, I gotta go to the bathroom." Donkey said nervously.

"Dinner is served!" the head chef called out.

"Never mind, I can hold it." Donkey smiled nervously.

"This dinner sure is going to be interesting." Atticus said.

The servants laid out all the foods for their dining patrons.

"Bon appetite." the head chef bowed to them.

"I'm starving." Patch smiled.

"Well, let's not let our tummies rumbling, let's dig in." Queen Lillian also smiled.

"Don't mind if I do, Lillian." Donkey smiled back as he was about to eat the lobster in front of him until the king took it from him.

"I can already tell this will start a fight." Atticus sighed.

"Mm-hmm..." Cherry agreed.

"We might as well put up barriers." Mo sighed.

"After this..." Cherry said as someone poured herself a drink and she then sipped it in mild content.

"And the fighting begins." Patch sighed.

"Get comfortable..." Mo sulked in her chair. "And I thought Aunt Sarah had problems when my parents adopted me."

"I think this one takes the cake." Atticus said.

Mo nodded. Shrek and King Harold argued as they got their food ready, the pig for Shrek and the lobster for King Harold. They had an argument about Shrek and Fiona's future children being ogres and how it wasn't a good idea and Shrek mocked about how Fiona was locked away in a tower.

"I only did that because I loved her!" King Harold glared.

"Oh, aye?" Shrek mocked. "Day Care or did dragon guard the castle?"

"You wouldn't understand, you're not her father!" King Harold retorted.

"This isn't going well at all." Darla sighed.

"It's so nice to have the family together for dinner..." Queen Lillian said, sounding like she was going to cry as Shrek and King Harold fought with their food to get their rage from each other out of their systems.

"Well, at least they haven't gone for the roasted pig yet." Patch smiled nervously.

Shrek and King Harold glared to each other before grabbing onto the pig.

Patch face-pawed himself. "Me and my big muzzle..."

The two grabbed the pig which then sent it flying in the air.

"Shrek!" Fiona glared at her husband.

"Harold!" Lillian glared at her husband.

"Fiona!" Shrek replied.

"Fiona!" Harold even added in.

"Mom!" Fiona complained.'

"Harold." Lillian looked to her husband.

"Donkey!" Donkey smiled nervously until the pig crashed down onto the table.

"Did that really just happen?" Mo asked.

Fiona stood up, feeling very emotional right now and stormed off to her room. King Harold looked worried for his daughter before glaring to Shrek, blaming him for all of this. Shrek only sadly looked to Fiona and decided to have a word with her as soon as possible. Verna decided to go and comfort Fiona.

"I'm sorry this had to happen, Your Majesty..." Darla said to the queen.

"Oh, it's not your fault, dear..." Queen Lillian soothed her. "How about I show you and your little family to your rooms?"

"I'd like that." Darla said.

Queen Lillian smiled to her. "It'll be my pleasure."

Darla, Amber, and Annabelle smiled back to the kind older woman.