Pied Piper Shrek Novels & Stories

“Then tickle me, freak. Harassment isn't the solution.” He sandwiched me between his chest and legs (all Adonis-like, minus the pallor). “Do you know what you've done, Miss Parker?” he asked, smug. My teeth chattered. “Got intimate with a refrigerator?” He face-palmed himself. “Gout and Gehenna, you fool!” The door burst open. In handstand-ed Puck: “HAH! I knew some nag was asunder! The red-handed philander caught with the gander. Eurydice, where shall you flee?”

Piper strolled into the garden, a bright smile on her face. She struggled to walk confidently and bravely like Lyra. The Head Maid, hastened towards her, arms open wide. "Oh, Ma'am. You survived! I'm sorry I couldn't save you at that time," she exclaimed, enveloping her in a warm hug. Piper's body stiffened, her smile faltering for a moment before she said to herself, "Act like Lyra!" "Hey, stop crying," Piper said, attempting a casual tone, but her eyes darted around, uncomfortable as a Maid was hugging her.

She reached for Piper, and, with Piper kicking again, we all pushed toward the surface. Movement brought my attention down to the depths beneath us. And there, I saw the shape of merfolk man with a massive fish tail, rushing toward us – toward Piper. As he came closer, I recognized him as that asshole prince from the merfolk ball. The one who had tried to make moves on Piper, and then wouldn’t listen to her rejection. This asshole had already tried to take something that didn’t belong to him, and now he was trying to take Piper’s life? My inner wolf howled in raged, his anger rising in tandem with my own. My fingers curled, my claws breaking through my skin.

“Oh. Uhm, lemon chicken, with truffle mashed potatoes. Yeah. He likes that.” “Good,” Freida nodded, already retreating. “Because he didn’t say a word when I asked, and when Mr. Anderson doesn’t say a word, you figure it out.” Piper let out a soft huff of a laugh and glanced back down at the page. Two boys stared back at her in graphite form. Toby, mid-laugh, missing one tooth at the corner. Leo, chubby-cheeked, arms lifted like he was demanding to be picked up, mouth open in what looked suspiciously like Pie-pie!.

Piper threw up, all the drinks she had had, spilling heavily onto the ground between them, the sound harsh and startling. Kris recoiled instinctively, his face scrunching up in disgust “What the hell—” Piper barely registered his voice. Her knees buckled as another wave wracked her body. Somewhere behind her, she dimly heard footsteps rushing closer. “Piper!”

"Could have fooled me, still new anyway.. And haven't I told you stop calling me Pipes" "When have I ever listened to a retard like you" Shane smirks cockily at her. Piper springs up, grabbing my sneakers. "Hey! Did you just call me a retard!" She yells with a dramatic wave of my sneakers in the air. "Ah, that depends... If you are gonna drop that sneaker turned weapon on your hand, then we can then converse like adults" Shane grins again and Piper throws the sneaker at his lg earning an 'ow' from him.

She was woefully out of her league when it came to her not-date with the Steampunk Captain Hook. "This is a good look." Piper stepped out of the bathroom and flipped the lights. Another powerhouse, Piper was the Sound Doctor. An independent contractor no one game company could afford. The rumor was her very ears were insured. "You have two options." Tamara pointed her lollipop at Andrea. "One, dress like the hot, smart woman you are and be treated like a dumb piece of ass. Or two, blend in as one of the guys, and fly under the radar until you're too valuable to be underrated, and then who cares what you look like?"

“You scared me! Geez!” What was her name again? Piper? Pepper? “Hey! Yo momma is so ugly that if Shrek had a live action film, she wouldn’t even pass as the donkey,” I laughed out loud at my own joke while staring mockingly at the cat, as if it was Juno I was talking to and insulting directly.

"Don't play dumb. It's cute, though, the whole step-sibling thing. Very scandalous." "Everett, shut your mouth!" Piper snapped, appearing beside me out of nowhere. He turned to her, still grinning. "Oh, look. This must be your sidekick. What's your name, lil girl?" "Sidekick?" Piper gasped. "Listen up, you bleached disaster! If you don't back the fuck off right now, I'm going to make sure everyone here knows exactly what kind of cheap-shot artist you are on the ice!" Everett's grin vanished immediately. "Excuse me?"

Piper asked without looking over her shoulder. “Yes,” I whispered, not daring to look away from her. “She’s scared,” Piper whispered. “She’s scared you’re going to break the curse.” Piper searched for the floor with her feet, but when she turned to look, Priscilla disappeared. “And she should be. Because you’re about to show her the monster she thinks you are doesn’t exist anymore.”