Author's Note: Hello again my dear friends, readers and followers. I hope you are all well. Welcome to this new...thing I've decided to do with all the odds and ends in the writing file on my laptop. Basically a series of one-shots about my hero and all time favourite Zelda character! Some were written for practice, one is a deleted scene from something else I'm working on and the rest just came off the top of my head. I hope you enjoy them! Since they will all be very different unrelated chapters I will include a mini summary at the start of each chapter with what sort of genre it is and I will rate the whole thing as T just to err on the side of caution for the time being since I can't guarantee the content of later chapters ^^

So let's get this thing started shall we?

This first chapter I wrote right after the Perseid Meteor Shower back in August. I challenged my self to practice conversation writing in the form of one character asking a meaningful question whilst keeping it under one thousand words...this is what I came up with. Oh! The girl in this isn't so much an OC...more of an alter-ego of mine.

Genre: Friendship

One Question, A Thousand Words

"Is it true what they say?" she asked the boy, hoping she didn't sound like she had been turning the question over and over in her mind for some time now. The boy, who was lying down on the soft grass next to her as they watched the night sky, shifted uncomfortably. It was only half an hour since the sun had set, and they both waited in eager anticipation for the display that was expected to begin that evening.

"I dunno" he said, "Depends on what it is that they say"

Swampy hesitated, the words hanging by the tip of her tongue, whilst she tried to anticipate what his response might be. "You know," she finally ventured, "That ….you…. have no….. heart"

The boy glanced over to her from his position on the ground; lying on his back with both arms folded behind his head. Her question itself had not come as a surprise, rather he was a little taken aback that she had actually asked it; she was usually so introvert.

"Well, that depends on what you mean by that" he answered, turning his gaze back up to the inky veil that hung above them, "I have a heartbeat, if that's what you mean. I'll let you feel it if you don't believe me".

Swampy turned her face sharply towards him to find him grinning impishly back at her, making her cheeks heat up.

"That's not what I mean" she replied softly, "You know what I mean" She turned her head back up towards the stars.

"You mean do I feel things, don't you?" the boy asked.

"Well, do you?"

The boy sighed. "I can't say for sure. Sometimes, when things happen, something is different inside me, I want to act in certain ways, sometimes in ways I haven't acted before"

"Such as?"

"Such as when I first saw the lake at sunrise. I wanted to stand and watch it as long as I could, yet I've seen the lake and the sun hundreds of times before"

"I think that's awe"

"And when I first met Link. I knew I was meant to just get on with it and kill him, but my head went all hot inside and I suddenly felt very strong…..and I couldn't stop picturing his blood running down my sword"

"I think that's hatred"

The boy fell silent and turned his eyes back to the sky. He could still feel her eyes upon him, as if there were something else she wanted to ask.

"Is that it?" she said eventually, "is that all you've ever felt?"

"Well I don't know, I can't name all these feelings. Give me a situation and I'll tell you what happened to me, how I acted."

Swampy hesitated again; there was one loitering at the front of her mind, and now seemed as good a time as any to ask.

"What about when you met….me?"

The boy immediately looked over to her. She had propped herself up on her elbows and was looking at him expectantly, her deku scrub mask dangling over her shoulders by the string slung loosely around her neck.

"Well?" she urged impatiently, opening up her palms in exasperation.

The boy turned his face upwards again and rubbed the bridge of his nose between his thumb and forefinger as he tried to recall the situation.

"Ummmm….if I remember rightly, it was like I didn't know where I was, or what was happening, even though I actually did. I don't know if that even makes any sense"

Swampy looked down at the ground. "I think that was confusion" she said, a little dejected.

"What's that one then?" the boy asked. Swampy looked up to find him sitting fully upright with his legs crossed, his face slightly tilted to study her expression.

"What's…. what one?" she replied.

"That emotion, the one you've got right now. Your face changed, I saw it. Is that sad?"

"Oh! Well, no, it's not sad….. I guess that's disappointment"

"What's disappointment?"

"That's when something happens that didn't go the way you wanted it to"

The boy furrowed his brow at her, struggling to comprehend.

"What didn't go the way you wanted? Did I do something wrong?"

"Uh, no…it's just….I hoped…..nah….forget it"

She lay back down to the grass as he still sat watching her. "I don't think I like too much of this emotional stuff" he said after a while.

"No," she replied, "Too much can really mess up your day"

They both elicited a deep sigh at exactly the same time, although neither of them felt the need to comment upon that. A moment later a glowing orb dashed across the skyline.

"There!" the boy gasped, "Did you see it?"

"Sure did. Make a wish Dark"

The boy paused thoughtfully.

"No, you can have this one, I'll catch the next one. Just be sure not to disappoint me and make it a good one"