Knight of the Heart

by Neroson40

The Dream I Had

Author's Note:

For those of you who:
a) Saw Shrek the Musical, or
b) like Ultimate Heroes
I couldn't do it, I couldn't Possibly, Logically, Morally justify not including this song in my story, if you don't like it, deal with it.

The Dream I Had

Remember when I said I wrote stories? Well that’s not entirely true; I write comic-type books along a normal-ish storyline. I’ve had this little hobby since Twilight took me in. I always wanted to be a part of the stories I wrote. Scorch was the first one to know about this. Next in line was Mulesworth. It was about two days after my breakdown at the party, everypony knew to avoid me for my sake until the medicine that Zecora gave me was completely gone. Everypony, that is, except Mulesworth. He acted as my bedside nurse. The conversations we had were interesting, especially that day. I told him I wrote these books and how by comparison to the characters I wrote about, I was an ogre he started talking about things he wanted to do.

“I could be the transporter for the town’s import and export someday,” he said. “Or I could transfer to Canterlot and transport items there! Maybe I could become the first Donkey on the Royal Guard!” I laughed at this last one. “Your right not happening,” then he looked at me. “Who would you be?”

“I’d never be anyone,” I said.

“Just for fun who would you pick?”

“There’s nopony I’d rather be than who I am now.”

“Really? You seem to have a huge problem with the way the world is now. By the way what is it you have against the world?” I was caught off guard for a split second, admittedly. But then I sobered up and said what I thought was most appropriate.

“I’m not the one with the problem, the world seems to have something against me. everypony at school takes one look at me and they start talking, saying bad things behind my back. Judging me… before they could even know me… that’s why I was better off alone.” Mulesworth started to tear up a little. I couldn’t blame him, I wasn’t crying because after experiencing it for so long, I knew it wouldn’t help to cry.

“But y’know Champ, When we met I didn’t feel like badmouthing you,” Mulesworth wiped his eyes. “So there’s really nopony else you’d rather be?” I did the last thing I ever thought I’d do. And Melody came in to hear it.

“I guess I’d be a hero, With sword and armor clashing,
Looking semi-dashing, A shield within my grip.
Or else I’d be a Viking, And live a life of daring,
While smelling like a herring, Upon a Viking’s ship

I’d sail away, I’d see the world,
I’d reach the farthest reaches,
I’d feel the wind, I’d taste the salt and sea,
And maybe storm some beaches,
That’s who I’d be (x2)

I could be a poet, and write a different story,
One that tells of glory, And wipes away the lies,
And to the skies I’d throw it, The stars would do the telling,
The moon would help with spelling, And I would dot the I’s

I’d write a verse, recite a joke
With wit and perfect timing,
I’d share my heart, confess the things I yearn
And do it all while rhyming
But we all learn (x2)
An ogre always hides
An ogre’s Fate is known
An ogre always stays in the dark
And all alone.

So yes I’d be a hero,
And if my wish were granted
Life would be enchanted,
Or so the stories say.
Of course I’d be a hero,
And I would scale a tower
To save a hot house flower,
And carry her away
But standing guard would be a beast
I’d somehow overwhelm it,
I’d get the girl, I’d take a breath,
And I’d remove my helmet,

We’d stand and stare, we’d speak of love
We’d feel the stars ascending,
We’d share a kiss, I’d find my destiny,
I’d have a hero’s ending, that’s how it would be
A big bright beautiful world!
But not for me.”
I didn’t think it’d go any further than that, but then Melody and Mulesworth started singing.
“An ogre always hides
An ogre's fate is known
And ogre always stays
In the dark, you're all alone, all alone

So yes, I'd be a hero and if my wish were granted
(And I know he'll appear)
(All alone)
Life would be enchanted or so the stories say
('Cause there are rules and there are strictures)
(You need a pal)
Of course I'd be a hero and I would scale a tower
(I believe the storybooks I read)
(My pal is an ogre)
And save a hot-house flower and carry her away
(By candlelight)
(You need me!)
A perfect happy ending
That's how it should be!”

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