In his room, Link pulled back the string on his bow, trying to aim the arrow at the bullseye on the target. He released the string, letting the arrow fly. It hit the bullseye without fail right alongside several other arrows. Confident that he finished his bow training for the day, he set the weapon aside.
~knock knock~
Link turned to the door, curious at who was knocking. He knew it couldn't be Zelda, she was busy studying and it couldn't be the others. He went to the door and opened it, only to see a familiar pink-clad figure.
"Hi Link!"
It had been a few weeks since the incident at Peach's room, and it seemed like she kept her word. But every now and then, Peach made a small, seemingly innocent, comment to remind Link that she remembered it. Such as offering to help Link find his prince charming or asking him if he could go to her next tea party. Nothing major, but it was still embarrassing to the Hero of Time.
"What do you want, Peach?" Link asked, getting a giggle from the feminine princess.
"Is that anyway to talk to a friend? I bet being held in your hero's arms could lighten that mood," she laughed. Link sighed as he closed his eyes.
"Princess…"
"I'm just teasing," she giggled. "You're no fun. Anyway, I'm here because I just want to talk to you about damsels in distress."
"What about them?"
"The main thing is… I'm tired of how people look down at us for getting kidnapped all the time. It's not our fault that it happens. I don't want to be abducted by Bowser all the time but there are tons of people that think I do."
"I can agree with you there, Peach." Link wasn't unfamiliar with that mindset. He can recall Zelda getting some flack for it every now and then. "But I don't see why you came to me. I'm sure Zelda can help you a lot more on the subject."
"Well, you see, do you remember your little escapade in my room?"
"Don't remind me," Link sighed.
"It got me thinking. Maybe if a brave hero like you could be a damsel in distress like me, then maybe you can use your experience to help others understand our position and some of them would stop thinking less of us."
"So you want me to be a damsel in distress?"
Peach nodded.
"No," Link stated almost immediately. "Not interested."
"I think you should be. Considering the footage I have of you."
The color drained from the Hero of Time's face. "W-what do you mean by footage?"
"Why, footage of your little makeover, of course!" Peach giggled. "Do you really think I wouldn't have some security in the event of a break-in. I am royalty, after all."
Peach continued upon a brief moment of silence from Link. "Of course, if you refuse, I can give everyone all of the pictures I printed off it. You getting all dolled up, the cute poses I made you do. I bet even Zelda would have a hard time believing that you were forced into it. Here! I have a few extra copies so I don't need to worry about you ripping them up or anything like that."
She handed Link a couple pictures. A brief look told Link that Peach wasn't bluffing about her threat.
"I especially love the one where I had you look all happy and ladylike," Peach grinned holding up a picture with Link posed with his hands folded neatly in front of his chest. His posture was straight and proper and a had a big smile on his face. "Now, are you willing to reconsider my offer?"
"I'll do it," Link nodded with exasperation in his tone.
"Wonderful!" Peach giggled happily. "Now hold still."
"Hold still for wh-" Before Link could finish his sentence, Peach threw a peach at him, releasing a cloud of pink gas.
"What the h-" Link cried, as he inhaled the gas, slowly fading out of consciousness.
Peach giggled at the unconscious hero. "Oh Link, by the time we're done, you'll truly understand what it's like to be a damsel in distress." The giggles continued as she dragged Link out of his room.