Hello, Brightpaw here! This is a story I made for my middle school writing assignment. Basically, I had to put eight pairs of homonyms (sixteen homonyms in all) into one story, and I decided to make it Zelda themed! I hope you all enjoy the one-shot, and if you guys think it's a good idea, I'll bold all of the homonyms. (By the way, if you want me to make more stories like this, please just ask! They're not that hard!)
"I'm bored!" Link groaned aloud. He, along with Zelda, had decided to go to Lake Hylia to get some fresh air and relax, but, however much the teenager had tried to sit in one spot and do nothing, he would always run off to kill the guays that were yards away from them. He'd also kill those tektites that were sitting lazily on the other side of the lake. And that one other tektite in the lake. Link sighed and laid himself out across the sunlit grass, watching the clouds as they blew past the sun. "Can we do something?" the blond-haired boy moaned.
"Not my fault you can't bear the silent past time of, what was it again? Oh yeah, relaxing," said the blond-haired young woman in a dismayed tone. "Can't you sit still? We've only been here for fifteen minutes and you already killed all the monsters here!"
Link looked up at Zelda's blue eyes with his own. "Are you the real Princess Zelda?" he teased. Link chucked lightly when the princess pouted and smiled. "You know me! I'm the hero with nerves of steel—"
"And the attention span of a guppy!" Zelda joked.
Link's eyebrows raised in surprise. "Zelda, do you not see what I'm doing? I may steal people's pots and jump off cliffs with a chicken just because I'm told to, but it's for the greater good!"
"You just get crazier as days pass!" Princess Zelda laughed. "I don't think you're allowed to go on any errands anymore!"
Link grinned. "What? At least they get done! Besides, I wouldn't leave someone to fight a skeletal lynx, especially if they have no weapons besides their bare hands! I can't accept that for what it is!"
"Except when you do," the princess smirked. "In that case it's perfectly fine for something to kill that guy."
"No!"
"Anyways," Zelda said while rolling her eyes, "did you really do that? Kill a skeletal lynx, I mean."
"Yep!" the young adult chirped happily. "And he gave exactly what he promised," he poked through his bag of items and pulled out an object. "A jar!" he exclaimed.
"A jar?" Zelda copied in disbelief. "You've got to be kidding. That's less powerful than a wooden board."
"OK, sure it's not a weapon," Link shrugged. "But it has something better than power! Potential!" his eyes fixated on the jar like it magically put him in a daze. "Pure. Raw. Potential. You can put things in it! All kinds of things! Just think of all the things."
Zelda's deadpan expression didn't at all mean it was OK for him to keep talking, but he carried on with his tangent anyways.
"Got a thing? Put it in the jar! Bugs? Put it in the jar! Grandma's stew? Put it in the jar! Lazy princess who talks too much? Put it. In. The jar." Zelda and Link stared at each other, their expressions intense with blankness.
After a few moments, a small smile stretched across Link's face, and within seconds that smile transformed into a wide, mischievous grin. "Got a—"
"We're going home now."
Author's Notes
In this story, I imbedded a quote by an awesome Youtuber I fully support. The first one to figure out who I quoted is susceptible to a sneak peek for my new story I'm making, Link 101! I do not own Legend of Zelda!
