NUMBER ONE:
DEATH BY LINK'S SAILCLOTH.
It was morning above the clouds. Link was taking a rest from going to the world below and sleeping in his bed. Groose, however, was creeping to his enemy. "Alright, punk... You won't save Zelda? I will. You aren't cut out for the job, punk..." he whispered as he 'carefully' slipped something out of Link's pocket. (By carefully, as in yanked it out. Seems like Link was a deep sleeper)
As soon as he had obtained it he dashed out of the room, slamming the door. (And Link was STILL asleep) DUH-NUH-NUH-NUUUUUH! Groose now has the Sailcloth! Now he can save Zelda himself instead of that stupid, lazy Link! He then ran out of the guild to go to the world below.
"Keep going, just a bit further!" Groose commanded his flying companion as the two approached the parted clouds showing the lush green world beneath. The bird was a bit uneasy as Groose stood up on top of it. "I'll be back with Zelda! The great Groose will prevail!"
With that said, he jumped down. As he saw the ground getting closer and closer, he pulled out the sailcloth and held it over his head to slow him down... But it didn't. It did nothing whatsoever. His weight was too much for the cloth to slow his fall. And that was the day when Groose was never heard from again. Good news is, the wind blew the sailcloth back up and somehow made it's way back into Link's home right into his pocket. Crazy how stuff like that happens.
Alright, this is a little something I've made to take a break from doing my main stories and have a little fun. Groose has always been annoying, right? So why not kill him 101 times in every way possible? Also, I'm gonna be taking requests from YOU. Ownage, humiliation, or just plain death. You send it in, I just might do it!
Oh, I don't own Groose, Link, or anything in between. I don't own the Zelda franchise either.