After they had finished cleaning up, Shrek decided to go and talk to Puss and straighten things out. He had to kneel to knock on their tiny door.
"Puss, we need to..." Shrek accidentally knocked the door down. "...Talk." After he had seen that the door "magically" fell down, Puss came out of the small house.
"Senor, why did you knock our door down? We need our privacy, too." Puss demanded.
"Well, I just came over here to talk about our privacy. I thought you came over to our house just to watch TV, not to throw a party and mess up the entire house!" Shrek told the cat.
"Si, we came over to watch television, but Fluffy got hungry, so I mixed her up something. Then, she wanted to play a game. So we played Scrabble." Puss replied.
"Why couldn't you just go to Burger Prince or SubWagon? Or play your own games at your house?" Shrek wanted to know.
"Fluffy's a vegetarian. Besides, it would be much easier if we could just play a game from your casa."
"What's a casa?" Shrek asked. Puss shook his head.
"Never mind. Next time we'll get a salad at SubWagon. Audios." Puss was going to shut the door, but, of course, he couldn't because there wasn't a door anymore. "Look, senor, next time we'll be a little less messy."
"But what about if there isn't a next time? If you're going to treat my house like a... swamp, then I don't think we can trust you."
"May I remind you, senor, that your house is a swamp? Now, I have to go, Fluffy is waiting for me!" Puss walked back into the small house. Shrek gave up and returned to his own house.
"Well?" Fiona asked him, putting down her crossword puzzle. Shrek sat down on the couch beside her.
"It looks like there is a chance they may come over again, but he said they would try to be a little neater next time. I can't believe I let them live next door." Shrek exclaimed.
Fiona stared at her puzzle. "He probably would come over if he didn't live next door, too. He is your pet."
"I know. Maybe I should buy a leash or something." Shrek thought aloud.
"I don't think so. I need a fairytale creature that starts with an A." Fiona replied. Shrek sighed.
"How about, annoying donkey?" Shrek giggled. There was a long silence.
"Shrek, do you want kids?" Fiona broke the silence.
"Sure..." Shrek paused. "KIDS?! Don't tell me you actually want those horrible creatures?"
"Well, we could start a family. Go to FairyWorld, send them to school,"
"Wait a minute, there is no way I'm going to have kids running around my swamp. We've already got enough trouble over here!" Shrek argued.
"But, Shrek, we could be heroes. Remember that billboard we saw on the way to Far, Far Away? 'Be heroes, start a family!' C'mon, Shrek it couldn't be that bad, could it?" Fiona reasoned.
"It could be that bad. Look, Fiona, I love you, but having kids isn't exactly what I had in mind when I married you." Shrek said.
"What if I get pregnant or something? I don't want to just give away the kids like puppies or something!" Fiona protested.
"How did we even get to this subject? We're not having kids and that's final!" Shrek declared.
"Humph!" Fiona complained. Now what am I going to do?
"Puss, we need to..." Shrek accidentally knocked the door down. "...Talk." After he had seen that the door "magically" fell down, Puss came out of the small house.
"Senor, why did you knock our door down? We need our privacy, too." Puss demanded.
"Well, I just came over here to talk about our privacy. I thought you came over to our house just to watch TV, not to throw a party and mess up the entire house!" Shrek told the cat.
"Si, we came over to watch television, but Fluffy got hungry, so I mixed her up something. Then, she wanted to play a game. So we played Scrabble." Puss replied.
"Why couldn't you just go to Burger Prince or SubWagon? Or play your own games at your house?" Shrek wanted to know.
"Fluffy's a vegetarian. Besides, it would be much easier if we could just play a game from your casa."
"What's a casa?" Shrek asked. Puss shook his head.
"Never mind. Next time we'll get a salad at SubWagon. Audios." Puss was going to shut the door, but, of course, he couldn't because there wasn't a door anymore. "Look, senor, next time we'll be a little less messy."
"But what about if there isn't a next time? If you're going to treat my house like a... swamp, then I don't think we can trust you."
"May I remind you, senor, that your house is a swamp? Now, I have to go, Fluffy is waiting for me!" Puss walked back into the small house. Shrek gave up and returned to his own house.
"Well?" Fiona asked him, putting down her crossword puzzle. Shrek sat down on the couch beside her.
"It looks like there is a chance they may come over again, but he said they would try to be a little neater next time. I can't believe I let them live next door." Shrek exclaimed.
Fiona stared at her puzzle. "He probably would come over if he didn't live next door, too. He is your pet."
"I know. Maybe I should buy a leash or something." Shrek thought aloud.
"I don't think so. I need a fairytale creature that starts with an A." Fiona replied. Shrek sighed.
"How about, annoying donkey?" Shrek giggled. There was a long silence.
"Shrek, do you want kids?" Fiona broke the silence.
"Sure..." Shrek paused. "KIDS?! Don't tell me you actually want those horrible creatures?"
"Well, we could start a family. Go to FairyWorld, send them to school,"
"Wait a minute, there is no way I'm going to have kids running around my swamp. We've already got enough trouble over here!" Shrek argued.
"But, Shrek, we could be heroes. Remember that billboard we saw on the way to Far, Far Away? 'Be heroes, start a family!' C'mon, Shrek it couldn't be that bad, could it?" Fiona reasoned.
"It could be that bad. Look, Fiona, I love you, but having kids isn't exactly what I had in mind when I married you." Shrek said.
"What if I get pregnant or something? I don't want to just give away the kids like puppies or something!" Fiona protested.
"How did we even get to this subject? We're not having kids and that's final!" Shrek declared.
"Humph!" Fiona complained. Now what am I going to do?