"Badda-Bing, badda-boom!"
"What?"
"I don't know.. why don't you tell me?"
"Your the one who said it, Samantha.."
"Whoa! Grandma! You calling me an idiot? Well, yeah.. I admit I an an idiot every now and again."
"Well, could you stay here and watch shop, I have to go get some supplies."
"Okay, Bye Grandma."
The echo of a door slamming shut floated over to Sam's ears as she stood in the back of the old potion shop at the rear of the village. She twiddled a old, but gently used wooden spoon between her thumb and fore finger, waiting for her Grandmother Marie to get back from wherever it is that she went to get supplies. Placing the spoon between her teeth, she tasted the mixture of ingredients that made the potion, that was sitting in the old cauldron brewing slowly on the fire, unique. Sam wandered over the the tiny window placed at the top of the wall at the back, a privacy window that she could only look out of if she stood on a stool. I was not much, but it was enough. She could not go out a lot, her Grandmother would get to worried if she went to far, she had never even been out of Kakariko Village, the place that had been her home since her parents had died when Gannondorf took over the kingdom.
Not many came to the potion shop, so she never worried about having someone come in while her Grandmother Marie was out, but every now and then, it did happen. And she would have to deal with them, finding potions, giving refills, or reciting a list of what potions they had to offer. Sam continued to stare out of the window, looking over at the entrance to the village. As she looked Simon, their pet Tiger, wandered over and gave Sam a little growl, complaining that he was hungry.
"Hey Simon, how are you?" she said, jumping off of the stool. Simon made an agitated growl at her "how are you?" approach, as she attempted to not have to find him food to eat. Simon made a loud purr, and rubbed his face against her leg. Sam bent down to look at the little tiger, "Your such a house cat."
Simon's tail twitched at this, he hated the 'C' word. Sam scratched the tame tiger behind the ears, "Hungry?" he let out an affectionate growl. Sam straitened up and looked at the top cupboard, the one that held the chickens. Sam didn't like the idea of having to feed little Simon a chicken – most likely one from the village – but he loved it. Opening the cupboard door, the annoying squeak rang out though the small room. She and her Grandmother hated the sound, but it was like a warning if Simon decided to get sneaky.
"Sorry, Simon. All out of chicken." Sam said, shutting the door with a creak. Simon glared up at the door, as if he was trying to make chickens appear. She went and got a small bowl with the name 'Simon' written messily on it and poured milk into it, finally setting it in front of the agitated tiger. Simon looked up at her like she was insane. "Hey! When hungry, one is not choosy about what one eats!" Sam said in her defense. Simon let out a growl and started to lap up the milk.
"Such a sweet kitty." Sam said as she walked away, hearing a growl behind her. She went over to the fire and stirred the blue potion in the cauldron. The smell of mushrooms filled her nose as smoke rose up. A quiet knock came from the front. Sam went to go see who it was.
"Hey, Samantha! Hows it been?" Levie asked her. The teenage boy who ran the medical shop right next to them.
Sam smiled at the ignoramus, who always thought that he had the best hair in the entire land of Hyrule. "Hey, Levie. Its been good, kinda slow. But it is always like that in the summer."
Levie looked at her, "I meant how have you been.. not your Grandmother Marie's shop."
"Oh.. great. Simon is back there complaining about not having any chickens." Sam said, pointing behind her at the closed beaded door. Levie looked at the colorful beads that formed a picture of a sunset.
"Awee, poor Simon. Why don't you go and get one from that chicken lady over in the village?" Levie wondered. Sam picked up the small tiger that had wandered from the backrooms and stroked his head. "Can't. I have to watch the place." Sam muttered annoyed, wishing she could get Simon some food.
"Dude, just go and get one. Its not far and its not like you wont have to later." Levie answered. Sam looked down at the purring tiger. "Screw it, I will." She put the tiger on a soft stack of beaded pillows in the corner and jumped the counter. "Lets go, Levie"
Ripping open the wooden door, they ventured outside. Up and through Levie's shop, they ventured over to the lonely chicken lady's pen.
"Hello!" she said happily, holding a small blue chicken.
"Cool! Its blue!" Levie said amazed. Sam looked at him as he was sidetracked by the small blue bird.
"Oh, yes! His mane is Cu– " she started, but then heard a loud cawing noise coming from her pen. A big crow sat atop a pie of hay, gazing down at the small newborn chickens. "Get away from there" the lady screeched. The crow flew away in shock.
"Uhh, I came because I need a few chickens for little Simon." Sam said before anything else made her stay longer away from the potion shop. Levie bent down and picked up a big one, "I shall name you Birddy-Mickee, and you shall become tiger food." Sam and the chicken lady's eyes widened at that, as the chicken lashed out and bit Levie on the nose. "Son of a – !" he screamed. Sam laughed, "I will take that one for sure!" She took the chicken away from Levie before he did serious damage, and went over and picked another.
"That's all" she said. The chicken lady smiled, as Sam handed over 35 rupee's each for the chickens. "Birddy-Mickee, I don't think I quite like you.." Levie muttered, reaching out a hand. Sam moved the chicken away from him, "No touching Birddy.." She scolded.
Levie had to go back to his shop, so Samantha left on her own back to her Grandmother's shop, hoping Grandmother Marie didn't come back while she was away. Opening the door, she saw a young man sitting on the floor in not the greatest shape, looking half asleep, as Simon attacked the top of his blue hat from his perch atop the counter. Sam looked at the strange scene in wonder, as the chickens squirmed in her grasp. Sam walked forward, intending to wake him and ask what he needed, when Birrdy-Mickee jumped from her arm and landed on his lap, giving out a loud cluck in the process. The boy jumped in surprise, and looked to see a chicken in his lap and a tiger above his head.
With a yelp, he jumped up and looked at Sam, still holding the other chicken.
"Ughh.. sorry." she apologized, walking behind the counter, and returning to grab Birddy-Mickee from the doorway where he flew.
"My fault, I should have waited outside." the young man said, rubbing his blue eyes. Sam looked up at him, "Is all good.. so what do you need?" she asked.
"Oh, I came in for.. ugh.. what was it?" he though deeply. Sam laughed, "A potion perhaps?" she asked. He nodded, and grinned, "That's what I did come for. I need another blue potion, please."
Sam nodded and went and filled his bottle with the potion form the cauldron. She came back to him staring at the chicken that had woke him up. "That's Birddy-Mickee." Sam said, startling him.
"Bird-Me-Knee?" he asked. Sam shook her head, "Birddy-Mickee." He nodded and looked at it.
Sam held out the bottle full of blue potion, "Here you go." He took it form her with a polite, "Thank you."
"That's it?" Sam asked. He nodded. "Bye, then"
"Bye..um.. I'm sorry, I didn't get your name?"
"Samantha, but most people call me Sam."
"Link." he said, holding out his hand. She shook it. He left the shop, and Simon hopped up on the counter and looked at her, pretty much saying, "Gimme the chicken."
Sam smiled, "Simon, don't hurt Birddy-Mickee. Okay?" Simon growled, and looked at the other. Sam laughed, "Wait, would yeah?" She wandered back behind the shop and picked up a small bottle of deep purple potion. Removing the cork, the room was filled with the smell of berries. Sam reached over and grabbed the smaller chicken and opened its beak, poring a small amount of purple potion in its beak. The poor chicken swallowed and gave a sleepy cluck. A few moments later, it closed its eyes as if falling asleep, but Sam knew better that it had been poisoned by the purple liquid.
Bending over, she gave it to Simon who happily took it over to the small rug near the door.
A few hours later, her Grandmother Marie came home with her arms full of ingredients. Dumping the counter, she looked over at Sam, "Well, anyone come while I was out?" she asked, as she scratched Simon behind the head. He let out an affectionate purr.
"Yeah. One guy came in for more blue potion, and Levie came over."
"Oh, that Levie.. such a bother, don't you think?" Grandmother Marie asked.
"Grandma, he is my friend. So what if he is a little different and stuck up." Sam defended. "Its not like i'm going to get anymore, if you don't let me go out more." Grandmother Marie looked at her with piercing eyes.
"So, you want to go out more?" she said, looking her up and down. Sam nodded. Her grandmother walked over and put an arm on her shoulder, "Ask me again tomorrow, im tired Dear." Sam nodded, and went to go put the new ingredients away. When she was done she went down the cramped steps into the basement where her and her grandmothers two small rooms were. In the center was a couch, two arm chairs and small wooden table with Simon sleeping on it.
Sam went to her room on the left, and sat on her bed, and opened a book. Next thing she knew, It was morning. She went sleepily upstairs, and walked into her grandmother holding a pot full of oatmeal.
"Mmmm... oatmeal." Sam muttered. Her grandmother laughed at that. Sitting down and eating some, her Grandmother Marie joined her.
"So, about you wanting to go out more.. I thin the answer is yes."
Sam looked up, "Really? You mean it?" Her grandmother smiled.
"Its your sixteenth birthday today, you should get some more freedom, so enjoy it. You can come and go when you please. But you better be there when I need help with the shop."
Samantha hugged her grandmother, and said she was going out to see Levie. She found him sleeping, feet up on the counter, of the medical shop.
"HOLY CRAP! FIRE!" she screamed in his ear. He jumped up, falling out of his chair.
"WHAT! WHERE! Wait.. Sam! What the heck!" Levie screeched. Sam laughed, and leaned on the counter for support. The door to the shop flew open and the shopkeeper from the Bazzar came running in. "Where's the fire, kids?"
"There isint one, Sam was playing a cruel joke on me.." Levie muttered. Sam smiled. The shopkeeper left, and Levie turned on her.
"HAPPY BIRTHDAY! YOUR GETTING OLD!" he shouted in her ear. She glared at him, "Wanna die? Just do that again." He smiled, and took a deep breath. Sam jumped at him, but he moved at the last second, and ran out the door. Sam gave chase and stalked him down the first flight of steps, then watch him stumble and roll down the next when she tripped him.
Walking with a mile on her face to the bottom, she looked at an upside down Levie.
"Now, how do you want to die?" she said, mockingly.
"Hey! In my defense, I never said it." said Levie. Sam backed off, and held out a hand to help him up. He took it and got himself upright.
"So, whats new?" Sam asked casually. Levie looked at her and answered: "Happy Birthday, Sam!" Sam narrowed her eyes at him and was about to attack him, when a quiet voice behind her said, "Happy birthday." She turned around to look at Link, the boy from the shop, standing behind her smiling.
"Uh, thank you." Sam answered. Levie made a strangling noise, "Oh sure. When you tell her that she says thank you. But when I say it, her response is "YOUR GUNNA DIE!"
Link laughed, "I guess she is nicer to people she just meet, then an old fried that she can bug the crap out of."
"Exactly!" Sam exclaimed. Levie muttered something. Link turned to Sam, "So, how is.. Birddy-Mickee?" he asked. Sam laughed, "Still alive, if that's what your asking!"
Levie gasped, "Its still alive?"
"YES! Im not gonna kill Birddy-Mickee!" Sam said in shock.
Levie glared at her, "It nearly bit my nose off!"
Sam glared at him, "Don't argue with me, Levie. And leave the bird alone."
"Your picking a anger management bird over your friend?"
Sam raised her eyebrows, "No, im just saying im not going to kill the poor chicken."
Levie stood staring at her in anger. Sam didn't know why he was getting so upset over a bird. Link stood on the sideline and silently watched them argue. When he thought it was safe, he intervened.
"You guys are good friends, don't argue over a bird." he said calmly. Levie turned on him, "Hey! You don't know us, so go away! I hate people who think their so smart!"
"Don't be a jerk, Levie!" Sam defended the shocked looking stranger. Link shook his head, "Its okay, Sam. I should go."
"Good." Levie muttered. Sam shot him an evil look, "You don't have to, Link." He shook his head again, "I actually should be getting going." Sam nodded, "Bye." Levie made a face as Link walked off. Sam turned to leave, when Levie grabbed her shoulder.
"Don't make me punch you, Levie." Sam warned. "What the heck has gotten into you?"
"Nothing." Levie said moodily, staring at the way Link went. He took his hand off her shoulder, and Sam quickly walked off. She went and sat at the bottom of the steps leading to Hyrule Field, looking out at the small bridge she only used twice in her life. Moodily, she stared off at the castle that she hadn't been to since she was ten. Deciding on it, she got up and walked over, wanting to see the Castle Town Market where she grew up. Little did she know, it was overrun by Re-Deads.