"... *thud* So... you got me, P.L. But it isn't really me you're after right? You want the Real Junior, not just his copies."
"You've read my mind. It pains me to do this, 'L.J.'. Oh, and do tell him to stop calling me P.L."
"Okay."

"Link? But then who was that? And what did you mean by...?" Saria. Oh, so they really are confused.
"I'll explain later, Saria. First, tell me where the portal usually opens, will you?"

*In the Land of Glitches, Viruses, Bugs and Creates*

"Another one dead, Link?"
"Indeed, Candle."
"I just hope he doesn't find us, Link."
"You can dream Felix."
"Signore Link, I am sorry for interrupting your meeting, but a changeling escaped."
"Bah. Changelings. First this now that. MY DAY IS GETTING UNLUCKIER BY THE FUCKING MINUTE!"

Everyone had ducked. The rise in his voice usually meant he would throw something somewhere.

"I'm sorry, sir, but he.. it... um..."
"It's not your fault, Sofie. I'm sorry sis. It's our damned creator's fault."

Link's voice softened suddenly. Humans was one thing. The other creates is another.

*Back to P.L.*

"It usually appears here, before we catch him."

Link got out some salt and started circling the spot with different kinds of salt.

"Ah, before you almost catch him, Saria."
"Uh... Of course."

Saria walked away from him and encountered Malon before she entered her office.

"So, how's the new Link guy going Saria?"
"He's a bit of a smart-ass."

Malon giggled.

"Anyway, I showed him the spot and he's encircling it with different kinds'a salt."
"Salt? Why salt?"
"Don't look at me, Malon. Go ask him yourself."
"Sure."

And with that they entered their offices.

*Back to P. Link*

"I do hope they're okay."
"HEY! Link!"
"Uh?"

Link spun his head around to be met with a Dark in his face.

"So they decided not to lock you up?" (By the by, Dark's, BEN'S, and Jr's text will be bold. Best not to mix them up. Dark speaks normally, BEN's text is all capitals, and Jr is always at the Land of Glitches, Viruses, Bugs and Creates)
"What the devils are you talking about?"
"Humph. You're speaking funny."
"WHAT DO YOU MEAN I'M SPEAKING FUNNY? *ahem* Pardon my French."
"You weren't speaking French."
"Ah, you don't get it as usual."
"WHAT? No one would get that dude!"
"Aha, but there is one person to understand what you always say."

Dark looked confused.

"Who?"
"Yourself."
"That was a trick question!"
"You're the one who's asked the question, friend."
"Shut up!"
"LINK!"
"Malon?"
"Dark get away from him!"

Malon shoved Dark away from Link.

"Malon what's wrong?"
"He's very dangerous, Link. I'm just glad he hadn't hurt you."
"Why would he hurt me?"
"What?! I thought Saria said you were a smart ass!-"
"She said wut."
"-and here you are, talking to a- a..."
"A monster?"
"Yes."
"Malon."
"Link?"
"Nevermind."
"Dark, back to your cell!"
"..."
"NOW."
"'course mom."
"..."

Malon stared at Dark as he walked back into his cell.

"Strange he wouldn't be quiet like that. The retort was obvious but his tone of voice..."
"...Strange... indeed."