I wrote an... interesting... fanfiction.

Dr. Kennen zipped up his jacket as he left his dentist office. Icicles hung from the gutters of the igloo. He trudged through the heavy snow, towards his house. He pulled out his keys to open the garage door. As he opens the door, inspiration hits him. He quickly jumped on top of his personal comet. As soon has he laid his sweet firm butt on the comet, it took off, rocketing into space. He waved goodbye to his lovely home in the Arctic, his penguin wife and children crying. His wife, Hulga Manbottom, noticed their youngest son, Jeffry, was missing. Looking back to her husband in horror, she saw Dr. Kennen eating Jeffry's nipples, leaving nothing of the poor guy left. As Kennen approached the moon's orbit, he started searching for a place to paint his masterpiece. He had found the perfect spot; a crater. Though this crater was inhabited by small polar bears. Kennen quickly dispatched them with ninja speed. Kennen began painting, green splashing the gray surface of the moon. He painted with a passion he did not know he possessed. As him image started to take form, a grin appeared on his lips. His arm started moving faster. Knowing what would happen after completion, he started to tremble. His final brushstroke occurred. "Shrek is love, Shrek is life" he chanted as he marveled at his work. His chants flew through all space and time. The mural that he had painted came to life. Shrek had stepped of the canvas, his laugh shook the surface of the moon. As Kennen fell to his knees, he started to cry. Shrek picked him up by the collar, and stared into his eyes. "I'm ready" Kennen whimpered. "Its all ogre now." Bellowed Shrek.