Something my dad did inspired me to write this, so, I tip my hat to him. No pun intended, considering the topic of this story. ;) Enjoy!
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I can't find it. No matter how hard I look. And trust me; I tore my whole house apart looking. My hat is missing. I know this probably sounds either stupid or pathetic or both, but I feel naked without it. It's like something was ripped off of me, out of me. I check under the bed for the fourth time. It's not there. Exasperated, I sit on the bed, and put my head in my hands. I can't believe I lost it!
"LINK!" it's Zelda. I recognize her voice even over the distance. I lift up my head and look out the window to see her standing there; I check her hands for the green fabric item that would end the exposed feeling deep in my gut.
"I'm not decent!" I yell back to her. I can hear her chuckle, as if she knew what was going on. "It's not funny!" I search the shelves, as if it would be there. My hat is always in one of two places: on my head, or on my nightstand. The only thing that could have happened is someone stole it. I chasten myself for thinking that immediately. Why would anyone want my hat? It's not really all that special… but I… I've grown attached to the way it sits on my head, how it blows in the breeze, how it flops around when I run. Oh, boy, if I can't find it I'll go crazy. It's like a friend that became a part of me, an extension that couldn't feel pain, but was still there. All I know is that I can't go out there to face Zelda without it. But it's never where I look. I bite my lower lip and do the impossible.
"Zel, have ya seen my hat?" I ask, yelling the words and crossing my fingers mentally that no one else will hear me asking her.
She giggles as I peek out the window. "No," she says and I could tell by the way she said it that it was hidden somewhere on her person.
"Cough it up!" I moan, exasperated and berating myself for falling into her prank.
"Only if you come down here."
"I hate you so much right now," I mutter, taking the ladder to ground level. When I turn around I see all of the people of Ordon staring at me and I feel like hiding my face and running back into my house. But I don't. I want the hat bad enough that I'd go through almost anything to get it back. Zelda pulls it from a pocket I didn't know she had and smoothes it out. I reach out for it and Zelda yanks it away.
"Kneel," she says. I obey. "For great sportsmanship during the enactment of the cruelest prank in all of humankind-"
"Now you're making fun of me."
Zelda clears her throat meaningfully. "I bestow your hat unto you again."
"Bestow? Who uses terms like that now?"
"Do you want me to take it back?" Her hand is still on my hat.
"NO!" I yell and everyone laughs.
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I have a green hat too and my dad says the bill goes down too low and he pulls it up occasionally 'cauz he "wants to see my eyes." It felt so weird to see the full extra centimeter that the hat covered from view that it was awkward. That's when Link popped into mind. You all know the rest. Reviews are my friends! As are reviewers!