From now on, I shall attempt to throw an OC into the Legend of Zelda: Skyward Sword!

OC: T_T I don't relish the idea being chucked into the game cover.

Me: Let's try? *Attempts to lift her and fails horribly* D:

OC: Heh!

Disclaimer: I does not own Legend of Zelda. If I did, there would be more Zelink in the game series.

Note: OCs are included. Just one.

Enjoy!

The Boy Who Fell

I sat on a breakfast table, spooning pumpkin soup slowly in my mouth. I like to take my time slowly. Really. Today is going to be hectic. You don't know? Phooey. Today Skyloft celebrates their 25th* anniversary of the Knight Academy, the Wing Ceremony. Four riders selected by the Headmaster, Gaepora, were to complete a challenge. Their reward is that they are stepped up to seniors, being closer to knighthood than ever, and are given a uniform that displays your rank up to senior class.

I wasn't chosen to participate. Already I'd taken the exams of last year and joined the senior class. That year we wore yellow uniforms, whereas Pipit won the ceremony, and he was bumped up the the other seniors and given the tunic earlier. Well, he's a good guy, I've got to give him the credit that he has good flying and sword skills. Not to mention earned the Bird Statuette with his Loftwing. Our Academy has to learn how to wield a sword, while juniors and seniors get to learn the basics of other secondary weapons. Swords aren't a problem, its just that I don't like dashing up to a monster that ends up in the Academy at night, causing lots of gory details and blood splatter. It's seems better if you ran like a ninny very far away and shoot an arrow into their head. The problem is that arrows don't fare to well being shot in high speeds on a flying Loftwing, which resolves to fire at the target when your at an upper height. There's very few archers who decide in sticking arrows in things' faces; so you can come across large quantities of the stuff.

Taking another spoonful of pumpkin soup speculating my life when I see Zelda, the daughter of the headmaster. She's yawning as she's walking out of the dorm, heading for the kitchen. I try to wave her over, but she doesn't notice and heads to a table in front of me, ordering pumpkin soup. Maybe it's the yellow paint in the room I blend in, or I'm just unnoticeable. Being quiet and shy places you on the "Normal" list. It's not like I'm going to end up a non-playable character of a video game and repeat what I say, right?

"Good morning, Robin!" I look up to see Zelda smiling, sitting right next to me. It's very frightening how she sneaked up like that, strange and scary. I manage wave back. Well, we're best friends, along with Karane. We girls have time to gossip and do girl things. Nothing for you men to know. "Are you excited for the Wing Ceremony?" she asks, trying to decipher my plaid expression. I'm not disappointed or anything, its just that I'm enjoying this soup right now.

"I'm excited too, its very special because of the 25th anniversary and all. Including with the ones that are participating." I agreed, spoon in my mouth. I put it down on the bowl and gestured to her clothes; they weren't her usual clothing. Ordinarily she'd wear a light blue knee-length dress with a belt, white leggings and leather boots. Right now its very extravagant, in my perspective. Oh, and a white wrap tied on her shoulders. I realize it is the Sailcloth, the prize given to the winner of the Wing Ceremony along with the uniform.

Zelda flushes in my reply, knowing what I'm hinting at. "I'm taking the role of the Goddess today, so I decided to wake up earlier than usual to practice the harp in front of the goddess statue. I was going to show my outfit to him first, but it'll do." she mumbled the last sentence. "Do you want to go outside? I'm expecting Link."

"Sure." We cleared our bowls and left, I taking my longbow and quiver full of arrows.

It takes awhile, but we reach the statue in a matter of minutes. Zelda threw her hands wide. "Today's weather is so clear! The Wing Ceremony is going to go smoothly." She strums her harp experimentally.

The statue of the Goddess is huge. She holds her hands in a peaceful manner, gazing outward north from here. Zelda's blue Loftwing is circling over.

"You sure?" I'm thinking about how was the Wing Ceremony three weeks ago. It was delayed. There was a downpour, so everyone stayed indoors. Zelda and some of my other classmates got sick with the fever; the rain was warm. Zelda's other friend, Link, decided to treat her soup from the Lumpy Pumpkin. To end the story short, she got well while he got sick. So since some of the participants were ill, it was rescheduled to go without Zelda's or Link's absences.

"Yes." Zelda hums a tidbit of a song I'd familiarized with, the Ballad of the Goddess. "It could stay like this if anyone were missing today..."she continued playing, eyes closed spouting off the lyrics of the song. "Oh youth...guided by the servant of the goddess...Unite earth and sky...bring light to the land..." She snaps her eyes open in realization. "Oh no! I forgot to wake up Link."

I point the exit from the structure. "Do you want me to wake him up?"

Zelda frowned immediately, and I visibly sag. She tries to put on a smile, but it's a weary one. "Robin, I don't think that's a good idea. Remember what you did to Link?"

"Oh...no..." I realized what she meant. It's a faint memory, but fresh of the horrors that woke everyone up one evening.

A year ago, in a very silent night in Skyloft...

I cautiously tip-toe as quietly as possible, shrouded by a navy blue cloak. I check Link's room, hearing a distinct snore. Opening the door with a few creaks, I'm lucky no one stomps up to yell at their stirring. I walk in to find a sleeping boy in a bed, laying there without a care in a world.

He's supposed to wait for his shift! I seeth under my breath, and shake him crazily. He's not waking up. Again he's shaken. Nothing. Wake up! He's still sleeping soundly.

It's half an hour before the shifts. Pipit's going to leave soon. I try to snap my fingers, clap hands, anything that could rouse Link from his slumber. "Hey Link, if your awake right now, please remember you have a patrol shift!" I beg, hands on knees like I'm bowing to the Goddess. I'm really shaming myself bowing as a senior, but it's important. Everyone doesn't expect a Chu Chu sitting on the bottom of the toilet, it's gross, not to mention a monster's in the bathroom.

A gear shifts in my head and I think of the oddest plan in Skyloft, mind what's below. I walk to Zelda's room, strolling in. She's fast asleep, clasping a pillow as the blonde exhales and inhales oxygen. I open my mouth in a large circle, but I whisper. "Zelda, wake up."

"Huh?" Zelda sat up from her bedroom. She notices me and raises an eyebrow. "Isn't it a little too early to wake someone at night?" But she shifts her feet to the floor, putting on her slippers.

I explain Link's slumber. "He isn't waking up, and Pipit is trusting me to get Link up to do the shift. Your methods could work, right?" I ask hopefully. With a shrug, her bright eyes betray the challenge she's willing to take on waking up her friend.

We open Link's door. "He looks cute sleeping like that..." Zelda smiles faintly, moving a step forward. Her expression turns serious as she prepares to wake him. "Link! Wake up!" Zelda calls, but he won't rouse either. "He seems to be taking his time." She pouts.

"How about we yell his name at the top of his lungs?" I suggest. Zelda stares at me wildly. "Or play an instrument?"

"That's very bad-"

FWEEEP! I'd picked up a flute and blown a high D. Immediately Link rolls off the bed, yelling his head off. We jump back,startled. The room's locked, but his shouting ruins the tranquility in the Academy. Everyone wakes up pounding on the door, shouting.

Eventually I'm banned from entering people's rooms without knocking since.

"That's why I don't want you to wake him up this time." She sighs. She presses her lips to her mouth, and her Loftwing flies down on cue, and she removes a letter from her pouch, handing it to her feathered friend. Obediently, he takes it from her hand and flies off to the Knight Academy. We watch him fly off, then go back to the early blabber. She began to play again, but abruptly turns to the side, confusion written on her face."Who said that?" She mutters. "Do you want to keep a secret?"She asks.

I give a nod. I'm curious about what she was looking for, but back to the secrets. I'm not asked much for secrets, anyway. But at times, I manage to keep them until I'm blowing over.

Zelda takes a deep breath. "I don't think Link can win the Wing Ceremony..." She starts. That sentence hits me like a bug in the eye.

"What?!" I shriek. She winces. Oops, I forgot about our sharper hearing. "Sorry," I mumble. "It's that I thought you're the one to encourage Link because you're are best friends and all. She blinks, understanding. "So...what else do you doubt about him?" I blurt.

"Link's a slacker in class. I have to help him with the homework, you know. He barely passes the written exams although his flight and sword skills are unmatched." she pauses before she goes on. "It's like he's a hard-worker, but without practicing on his Loftwing, the race might not end well for him."

Well, that's what Groose would say. I'm going to speak it out loud, but with Zelda all worried with Link, by then she's going to be questioning her thoughts about him. "Maybe I'll go wake him up now? It could save some time." I suggest. For a few moments, Zelda thinks. She agrees. Thanking her, I run to the ledge behind the statue and sprint, leaping off the ledge, calling my bird with a loud chirrup. My grey Loftwing flutters below me, catching me on its back. "We'll go the Academy." I pat her head. She responds to a loud caw and flutters off to the two-story building.

I'm in range, diving forward to the bridge, when I see a blur dashing on the structure. "Link!" I shout, and he sees me. "Zelda's waiting!" He nods and proceeds to dash to the statue. Following, I do a leap off my Loftwing, excited to see Link and Zelda get together. It's miscalculated; I land on by butt. It's painful and I know it. Sitting on the sores, its peaceful watching the two talk for awhile; she twirls around and smiles at a response from Link. The two look joyful, even if they see each other everyday. It's a wonder how they argue and make up for the fights.

"Why are you sitting on the floor, Robin?" I turn to see Headmaster Gaepora standing, staring at me like I'm the weirdest person in the world. Not really in the world, though. Weirdest person on Skyloft? Title taken.

Immediately, I stand up, freaking out. "I didn't mean to do that!" I splutter, my words jumbling up. "It was an accident..."

He nods, walking forward. He approaches Link and Zelda, an pleased smile on his face. "Good morning, Link and Zelda! Are you two prepared for the Wing Ceremony?" he asks.

I get up, joining the Headmaster. "Ah, we're getting ready, father." Zelda says.

Nodding, he presses on. "It's very encouraging that your awake, Link. No doubt today's ceremony had you too excited to close your eyes for once!" Link flushes in embarrassment as we laugh. "If you win today's ceremony, you'll get to do the ritual after the postrace with Zelda, so give it your best shot!"

"I'll do my best." Link says determinedly, staring at Zelda. She smiles back, but its replaced by a frown. Link blinks, confused.

"About that...father, I don't think Link can do it!" She blurts, taking Link by surprise and making him close his eyes. I thought that was going to be a secret... I frown. "Link's hardly practiced at all for the Ceremony!" she argues. "When he does, though, all he seems to do is daydream! Link is taking this seriously." Zelda stares at him accusedly. He looks down sadly.

I tug on the goggles strapped to my hat. "Link's not that bad, he's just...not dedicated to his studies and everything."

Zelda stomps her foot. "I know, but even I had to help him with his studying for tests. But even with his skills, he has to be in complete control of his Loftwing!"

"I agree," Headmaster Gaepora says, "but the Wing Ceremony involves the skills of the rider and his or her bonds with their Loftwing. "I've seen Link practicing very little compared to the other students in the Academy, but you to two both grown together when you were little. You should have little or no worry about him!"

We listen as he continues. "Link and his Loftwing both share a special bond," He looks up to the sky, Link, Zelda, and I following his gaze. "Everyone in Skyloft are made whole with their Loftwing, the guardian birds which the goddess bestows upon us to symbolize the divine protection she gives. When we meet our Loftwing under the statue of the goddess, its quite a memory. Remember Link meeting his Crimson Loftwing? The species was thought to be extinct! But they seemed to share a profound connection from the moment they met. He only hopped on and flew away without a thought. Zelda, you were sure jealous seeing the friendship they already had with their encounter.

I face Link. He's staring at the sky with a smile, expectant. Looking for his bird? I think. The smile tilts into a wilting frown. "What's wrong?" I ask, no longer listening to the headmaster's talk.

"My Loftwing, I can't sense him!" Link's staring at me in fright. "I feel empty, like he's far away..." he trails off.

Loftwing, gone? I'm about to hammer him with questions, but I pause. I step closer, and Gaepora voice is farther away. "How did he disappear?" I hiss in his ear. "That's impossible! I've never heard of it."

"This contest is nothing to laugh at, father! This ceremony is the part of the final test for those in training to become knights of Skyloft!" Zelda protests loudly. We turn around. Zelda's face is ashen. "If Link doesn't fly fast enough in the race," Link and I exchange looks, "what if he doesn't win? He might lose his chance! What if he's not allowed to become a knight?"

Her eyes seem to fill with tears, but I don't mention it. Headmaster Gaepora waves his arms up and down, trying to comfort her. "Calm down, dear. It will be alright." He shrugs. "You transform into a totally different person when you fret about Link."

I turn to Link. "Maybe she's going to make you fly. Are you sure your Loftwing isn't here?"

He's eyes widen. "I'm serious! He feels imprisoned, like he's trapped somewhere."

"We have to find him-" "Hey!" We turn around to face a determined Zelda.

"Listen, Link." Zelda pockets her harp before walking up to Link. "You better fly your heart out today, we're going to squeeze in a little training before the Ceremony!"

"Wait, Zelda, he, his," I struggle to find my words, but she's off, linking hands with Link, marching off. I trail after the two. They look cute, Link trying to unlock their hold, but she has a vice grip. I shake my head. Later. "Link shouldn't fly!"

Zelda jerks her head at the platform for people leaping off to call their Loftwings. "Come on, Robin! You can help me practice with Link."

I look at the headmaster. He nods encouragingly. "Zelda seems to be right. Link could get a bit more practice before the Wing Ceremony." I give a huff and stomp over. Let's face it: Zelda doesn't think Link doesn't have his Loftwing, so she's going to make him jump. His bird isn't there. I meet up with the two. I've got to stomp that mad blonde.

Link's balancing over the edge of the wooden platform. He's making the effort, but Zelda's pretty impatient to get over with it. "Here we are," She's saying tersely, "Go on now. Try to jump off the edge and call your Loftwing! It's almost time for the ceremony, so try to practice seriously for once!"

"Zelda, I can't sense my Loftwing! He's not here!" Link protests. He's panicked. Of course. Jumping off the ledge without a Loftwing is like suicide. Not that there were any suicides...

"Can't sense your Loftwing?" She sneers. Wow, she's sounding a bit harsh. "I know what you're trying to do. You want to weasel your way out of practicing! Nice try, but you're not fooling me."

I approach her from behind. "Let's not start any problems-"

"Off you go!" I'm interrupted by Zelda shoving a screaming Link.

WHAT? I turned to Zelda, whose watching him dive down. More like falling. "Link, call your Loftwing!"

I tap her on the shoulder. "Why have you done that?" My heartbeat is throbbing watching my friend fall, but I'm strangely calm. We only met in the Academy when I was a sophomore, but he's still my friend.

Zelda blinks. "Link's going to call his Loftwing. He needs to practice..." She pauses, watching me glare. "What's wrong?"

I stare at my best friend. It's unlikely to be cruel, but I have to break the truth.

"There is no Loftwing."

Pianist707: So there you have it! The first chapter of Skyward Sword: Robin's Misfortune! I hope you like the story. Reviews are very cherished in my perspective, and I'll be glad to fix any grammar, spelling mistakes; errors in the story can be fixed.

*This is the 25th anniversary of the LoZ games! Sorry for being Captain Obvious, if you know already...