DISCLAIMER: I don't own the Zelda game series or any of the characters in it. They belong to Nintendo and Miyamoto-sama. This fanfiction is made for comedy purposes, not copyright infringement. Ok? Please don't sue me. This is just simple fun. For the record, I do like Zelda: The Wind Waker's look.to a point.

Ever since Legend of Zelda: The Wind Waker was announced, Link's been feeling a bit.different. How does this.*ahem* change affect him? His daily life?

The Legend of Zelda: Link's Revelation -- New Face, New Life

Link knew that this wasn't a good idea.

Sure, it had had its perks at first. Ganon's monsters weren't willing to attack him. Girls turned their heads to look at him, and a good deal of his fans thought it was an improvement. They had liked the change. But still, Link knew. Link knew the truth of the situation. Oh, he had known this would happen from the start. How could he not?

He knew why the monsters no longer attacked. He noticed the way they treated him, like an overly cute stuffed animal. He heard the whispers the women made behind his back. And his legions of adoring fans? Divided. Divided in a war that may just be more violent and horrifying than the imprisoning war. He knew the controversy. He knew the risks that had been taken with this transformation.

And then, there was Zelda.

At first, she had been supportive. She had told him it was a good idea. When he had told her of his feelings for the.difference, she had only laughed and kissed his forehead and told him she thought it was cute. CUTE! Of all things! Link didn't want to be cute. The Hero of Time does not aspire to defeating evil by becoming.cute. It was his curse. But that wasn't the worst of it. Zelda had disappeared, and it didn't have to do with Ganon. It had nothing to do with evil. Unless you counted the ancient creators of Hyrule, the ones, the programmer gods as evil. They were a power greater and stronger than the three goddesses. They controlled all. And it appeared to be their fault Zelda wasn't even in sight.

Malon was gone, too. And Saria. Tingle was still there. Why that weirdo? Link didn't want his only contact with the outside universe, with the heros of time of old and the sages of old, to be a thirty-five year old man in tights who wants to be a fairy. He wanted someone cool, someone like Ganon, if Ganon was even still around. This was a first. He actually WANTED Ganon in Hyrule, just to prove that he was still the savior of Hyrule.

Link was at the end of his nerves. This was getting out of hand. He had to do something. Something to call back all his fans, get the girls of Hyrule to stop their giggling and comments behind his back. To even get the monsters back to treating him like they always did. He knew what he had to do, and he would do it.

He had to be incredible.

He had to make it obvious that he was the best, the strongest. He had to be perfect. Turn this curse into perfection. Turn that perfection even more perfect.

The world would soon see.

He was Link. He was cel-style shaded.

Hear him roar.