Kodak: Cue fan insert! Don't worry, I'd like to let you know there are certain things I would never do with one of these- OCxCanon romances for instance. Also, no fan will be paired with a character from Hyrule- that's just dreary and depressing.
This story is a comedy/adventure story. Perhaps there will be some light romance at an eventual point if anyone suggests it, but for the most part I'm sure no relationship will scale beyond that of friend. And there sure as hell won't be any matchmaking.
That said, please try to take this with a grain of salt and some laughing gas. It's meant to be fun and enjoyable, just as any other humor fic. You can also feel free to seriously critique it if you wish, but please keep in mind I didn't set out writing this with improving on this story in mind. (I would, however, be happy to take any advice I receive and apply it to other areas of my writing!)
Now, onward! This is the prologue- I hope to post the first shits and giggles real chapter soon enough.
Prologue- The Players.
Ashley hated rainy Saturdays so much that, she decided, if they were a tangible and real person, she would take her dad's chainsaw and insert it gleefully into Rainy Saturday's gut. Then Rainy Saturday would no longer exist, and Ashley Thames could enjoy a weekend at the lake with her parents as planned, rather than the monstrously boring thing that was now.
For a few long moments, Ashley thought about her conversation the previous night with her online friends- and her excited regaling of her planned outing with her parents. There would be fishing, goddamn delicious roasted marshmallows, grilled fish and steak, and disgusting lakemud stuck in her toenails for weeks afterwards. Oh, how elated she had been. Somewhere in the Midwest, she could feel "KillerCarebear" laughing mercilessly at her- and probably commandeering her own dad's grill for roasting marshmallows. Damn her. Damn her to hell- and her delicious witticisms, too.
What had been everyone's plans for the weekends, she mused... she thought of her sarcastic LiveJournal/IM friends and decided it didn't matter.
She just wanted it to stop fudging raining.
"Ash! Hun, come to the kitchen, I don't want you out on the porch." her mom called from the screen door.
"Aw, come on..." she mumbled, but something caught her eye.
"Ma, does it seem like the water is rising kind of fast to you...?"
()()()
Meanwhile, somewhere in the middle of the country, "KillerCarebear" was indeed roasting marshmallows on the grill.
And savoring them.
Let's see, she wondered as she bit into some black and white goo, Our dear TheGreatBiscuit should be at the lake up in Minnesota with her mum and dad right now. Hope it isn't raining. DiscountCancerSticks is filling out job applications! Yaaay go smoky go and SlimeSlayer440 is with her dear little brother CerealManiac7. My anime marathon senses...they tingle.
"Sugaaaar." she moaned.
"I worry about you, Caroline." her dad remarked from the porch.
"You should worry more about the carrot cake in the fridge. Go back inside, I'm not going to burn the house down." she answered idly. Mr. Garrison chuckled and heaved himself out of his lawn chair, leaving his only daughter to her own devices and joining his gaggle of sons for a different kind of sweet in the kitchen. Caroline speared another pair of marshmallows on her coat hanger and held them over the grill, patiently waiting for them to turn black and crispy and perfect. Screw s'mores anyway, she smiled to herself.
And she figured after a moment that the fire wasn't supposed to be burning odd colors or smelling like menthol. Maybe she ought to douse it.
()()()
Evan hated job hunting with a passion so fiery the sun would run screaming to it's mommy in the face of such heat. Oh yes he did.
And yet, some evils were necessary for the good of the world. Whether it be in a downtown coffee shop, manning a register, or wiping down tables at the local bar, Evan Ludger, known to the interwebs as DiscountCancerSticks, was in dire need of a new job within the next month or so if he wanted to keep his crappy, but adequate little apartment.
His one bedroom contraption with electricity, plumbing, a shower, a microwave, even a TV! Hell, it wasn't his parents' house in Oregon, why would he complain? "Oh right, I'm an American!" the odd mix of goth and neat freak chirped.
He wondered if Best Buy was hiring, or perhaps the bookstore down the street from the college. He had a few interviews scheduled now- thank the powers that be, might he mention. He hadn't even had to black the red tips out of his hair to get on peoples' good side. Everyone was so nice these days, he mused.
Oh, and then he saw what appeared to be a giant wall a few feet in front of him. (Cue foul swearing.)
()()()
Mickey and Kayla savored every other weekend like no one else did. Their parents were divorced, they lived in separate homes on opposite sides of an impossibly large city- the middle schooler and his older sister had stopped taking each other for granted a while back and learned to enjoy each others company while they could. That meant anime marathons, video game races, movie outings, swimming pools, food courts, and whatever the hell else they could dream up that their dad- the better half of their parents- would take them out to do.
This week met them with a cloudy and rumbling sky- and they didn't feel like going out anyway, not with Kayla on the edge of a nasty cold.
"What next?" Mickey questioned, bowl of captain crunch in one hand while he bent over his sister's vast collection of anime and cartoon dvds.
"You know what?" Kayla croaked from her bed, "Hook up the game system, actually- let's see how the fair land of Hyrule is looking today."
"Where's the controller...?" Mickey mused, pulling out a fire orange nintendo 64 video game system and smiling fondly at the golden cartridge that had come for Christmas some years ago. It almost seemed to sparkle when he looked at it.
"Wait is the game glowing?" Kayla coughed.
()()()
Generally, Din and Farore agreed with their dear sister- it was best not to get people from different worlds mixed up with eachother. They weren't supposed to exist in other realms, after all, and no matter how small their presence, if they got lucky enough they could upset the balance of history- or at least change the way in which it proceeded.
But really, they were bored. Unbearably so. The same cycle always repeated- good versus evil, hero saves princess- and all by his lonesome (Well, maybe with a spectral little partner of some sort- but really, now...).
So, why not make things interesting? Take some unbearably bored kids from one world and dump them in one that was about to go down the crapshoot- the kids should know it too.
"I certainly hope they aren't completely helpless, though." remarked Din thoughtfully, "It would be awful if any of them died- wasn't the oldest about twenty-one? Even for a human that's still nice and young."
"Well, we've already stuck our hands into things." Farore sighed, a somewhat entertained grin on her face, "If worst comes to worst, we can always give them enough help to pull through. By the way, Nayru is going to be -as they would say- pissed when she finds out about this."
Din released a bark of laughter and twirled a lock of dark chocolate around a tan finger. "Well, things are already about to start- and even if she is 'pissed', she'll have to admit she's been a bit bored lately too. Let's just see how things go, eh?"
Farore smiled in amusement and stared through the floor, appearing as if glass. Things were about to kick off.
Kodak: Feel free to use whatever puns you like in reviewing- but they have lost the game, those five.
As a note, the ages are thus:
Ashley- 17
Caroline- 18
Evan- 21
Kayla- 16
Mickey- 13
As another note, the idea for this story came from some silly comments and RPs I partook in with four of my friends from this site. eatspeaches, my fantastic beta, is one of them.
Any review is welcome. Flames are fine too, I just want to know what you think I'm doing wrong. (Frankly, if you don't like fan inserts, you shouldn't be here to begin with lol)