Oh hi! This is my little, short story. In fact, it's not really much of a story, but I guess I would say it's more of a reminder of things we should keep in mind during those times that we hate- when no one reviews. Some of these things (I will warn you) that Link does is kind of exagerrated, but it's something we are guilty of doing at least to some degree. Even I am guilty...
Oh yeah...um and...unfortunately, I don't own Zelda, but quite frequently, I check my email for reviews! Err...I mean...I wished I...owned Link...
Dawn Of The First Day. 2 A.M.
Link was typing his last sentence, his fingers shaking due to staying up past midnight again. How could he do such a thing, you ask? Writing, like many other hobbies people claim to have, was an addiction for him. Once he started, he couldn't stop. As of now...
One last click, and he was done. He was ready to submit it. It was his first fanfiction. He's never posted anything like this in his life.
Hurrying to type in his log-in information on, he punched Enter, but there was an error.
"Ugh," he said as he re-typed.
There was still an error. Letting out a grunt of disgruntlement, he punched his fingers, one at a time, into the keyboard. Finally, a relieving moment. It worked.
His pen name was Hylian Hero. Okay, so Link wasn't that original, but he wanted to be known. His story would be the big key to his success. (He just knew it.)
As soon as he figured out how to post his story, he went to sleep, or he tried to... Tossing and turning he did. He could not stop thinking about his future success. Just him and one hundred reviews...or more... The possiblity of what the reviews might say fueled his mind, an energy that kept him awake.
That's it. He had to check his email.
Scurrying to his desk and punching in his email log-in information, his heart raced in anticipation. He waited for it like no other. Just one email...just one email. He usually didn't check his email often so he couldn't tell if he got a notification or not. This struck his heart more with hope and more anxiety.
He even closed his eyes for a minute...until he saw that nothing was there. No email awaiting him. No wondrous review. Just a bunch of other unimportant emails. He looked and looked but found...nothing.
Link took a exagerrated sigh and retreated to his bed.
One minute later...
His fingers were crossed. He knew it would happen. He knew, he just knew someone would review by now!
No unread messages.
Link made a noise of frustration and reluctantly went back to his bed.
Three minutes later...
Link stared into the darkness, thinking about checking again.
That was the only thing on his mind right now.
As his eyes were about to close on him, he awakened. With the energy he had left to spare, he sat up, poking his foot off the edge of the bed. No, wait until tomorrow.
He hoped, he just hoped by tomorrow morning, he'd get a review.
Oh yeah, and this is set in modern times! Kind of forgot to say that. Oops...
Updates, I believe, will be fairly quick on this story since I basically already have it done. Just editing to do, and that is all. So, stay tuned!