Shrek peeked out from behind the curtain at the audience. He could see Prince Charming and his usual gang of rich pricks. Fairy Godmother was sitting in a pumpkin reading Fifty Shades of Gray. Even Shrek's alchoholic wife, Fiona, showed up for the concert. But she was fast asleep which is the closest thing she has ever been to be a supportive spouse. Finally he saw Ugly Stepsister holding up a smartphone which Shrek assumed what she was filming the concert with. Shrek turned away and walked over to Gingy. "So how's everything going along?"

Gingy glanced up at Shrek, "Well the fire things are all set up. And you haven't even given us the music to play yet, so this concert is going to be really terrible."

"Oh shit, I forgot you guys needed music too. Um, just play really loud that'll make people think we play really good."

Gingy looked at Shrek with an arched eyebrow. "Alright then boss. The show starts in 5 minutes, so get your emo butt ready." Shrek gasped and looked at the clock. Shrek didn't expect he was going to sing so soon. His heart started thumping and beads of sweat started forming.

'Whatever. Let's just get this over with, everyone's an idiot anyway.' Shrek thought. So he walked over to the microphone and waited for the curtains to rise.

Suddenly a booming voice echoed throughout the stage. "Ladies and gentlemen, boys and girls, I'd like to welcome you to the annual talent show! For our first performance we will be having...Emo Shrek. Emo Shrek? Why the hell is Shrek here? I thought he died a looooooong time ago, isn't he suffering from depression or something? Well anyway for our first act we will be having Emo Shrek sing for us. Take it away!"

The curtains creakily pulled away revealing the disgusted faces of thousands of people staring straight at Shrek. Shrek felt their eyes on him, judging him. Shrek shook his head 'focus Shrek just get this over with.' "Band, uh, start playing music." Immediately his friends started playing random notes, filling the surrounding area with god awful sounds. Immediately the audience started booing at the awful music Shrek shook his ogre head, the time is now. Shrek took a deep breath and grabbed the microphone. And he started screaming into it.

"Yo it's ya boy Shrek, mess with me get rekt

Prepare for the Shrekening, it's quite an awakening

Come to my swamp, get eaten CHOMP

You think I'm soft, I'm actually goth

I see you drowning money, but I gots your honey

You gave me wedgies, but now I'm edgy

Ive got the stage, put you in a cage

Emo till the end of my days, MOM IT'S NOT A PHASE!

I deserve a raise, these raps deserve praise

I'm Emo in the dark, I'm Emo in a park

I'm crying lots of tears, yet I'm your darkest fear

Your judging my looks? I say what the fook

You're a lame liar, if you say I ain't fire

Prepare to get roasted, MOTHERFUCKING TOASTED."

On cue the pyrotechnics turned on. Red hot collums of flame shot into the night sky earning an "oooooo" from the crowd. But there was a miscalculation, the curtains were in the way. The curtains immediately ignited and burned away from the rings holding them up. The the fiery curtains fell on top of Shrek and the rest of the band. 'Oh shit, well I guess this is it then. I had an awful life. Maybe ogre heaven will be waiting for me. Perhaps they'll have onions made of shadows,' Shrek thought. Suddenly the crowd started cheering as the music had finally stopped playing. The last thing Shrek could remember was intense heat and the smell of frying onions then darkness. Later that day Ugly Stepsister uploaded a video to YouTubed titled "Horrible Band Dies in Fire" it was an overnight sensation earning billions of views in a couple days. The likes to dislikes ratio was a whopping difference and tons of positivity was pouring in. Shrek always wanted to be liked. And now he got it, around the world his video was being oshared being made fun of yet bringing smiles to everyone who viewed it. Shrek got what he wanted after all. And this was the the legacy he left. The End of Emo Shrek

I give partial credit to Alpaca Austronaut and Will for writing the monstrosity of a song.