Fic meme!

[ratherastory]

Seen on de_nugis' and road_rhythm's LJs.

Tell me about a story I haven't written, and I will give you 1-3 sentences from or about it.

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[ratherastory.livejournal.com]

Sam shuffles uncomfortably from one foot to the other. "This wasn't really what I was expecting," he whispers to Dean.

"Dude, preaching to the choir."

The ogre glares at them from the head of the rough wooden table where he and what appears to be a wife and multiple children are all sitting down to a meal. The meal looks perfectly ordinary, too, if a little disgusting by human standards.

"Can ye not read?" the ogre shouts in a heavy Scottish accent. "No intruders! Do I come barging into your homes while ye're having supper? No! It's the height of rudeness, isn't it, Fiona!"

The ogre's wife nods. "It is. Next time, you should write ahead to let us know you're coming, at the very least. You're very lucky Shrek here hasn't tossed you out already with a flea in your ears."

"Um, I don't think they're the monsters we're looking for," Sam whispers again.

"Yeah, you think?"

The ogre rolls it's eyes. "Oh, yes, monsters. Just because people are dying mysteriously, it must be the ogres who live in the woods and don't bother anyone at all. It's absolutely logical!" it says sarcastically. "Look, next time dispense with the formalities and just come with your mob with torches and pitchforks, it'll save us all a lot of bother."

"We're very sorry to have intruded," Sam stutters, and he and Dean tuck their tails between their legs and hightail it out of there with very little regard for their own dignity.

[nwspaprtaxis.livejournal.com]

*laughs*

I keep reading this one. I love your SHREK voice.