A/N: Ok, I admit, I actually got most of this story from a little book I have called "The

Rumpelstiltskin Problem" by Vivian Vande Velde. It's a collection of different versions

Of Rumpelstiltskin. This one was my favorite version. Enjoy!

Disclaimer: I don't own legend of Zelda games, or else there would be a whole lot more

Zelink.

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Once upon a time, there lived a young girl and her Aunt Impa. Together they ran a mill,

since the girl's parents' death several years before. Tragically though, last night, a fire

was set upon it and ruined the mill. Not really knowing what to do, Impa and her niece,

Zelda waited by the side of the road, hoping for someone to show their generosity.

"What are we going to do aunt Impa? We don't have any money and we lost the mill."

Zelda, a 17 year old asked.

"I don't know honey, I suppose we'll make up some ridiculous lie, like say, you can spin

straw into gold! Yes, that is exactly what we'll do. After we get payment, we'll build up

the mill and pay the person back." Impa stated, pacing around in a circle by the side of

the road.

"Spin straw into gold? That's nonsense! I can't even spin wool, let alone gold!" Zelda

argued.

But before she could say anything, a fancy looking carriage pulled up, bearing the symbol

of three triangles put on top of each other to make a bigger one. Before their very eyes

was the king.

"what are you peasants doing on the side of the road?" he grunted as he said this, not

wanting to look at their messy appearance.

The king was a dark man, with bright red hair, and very powerful. Sometimes though,

this would be a bad thing. He often left to conquer new lands, leaving peasants hungry

and dirt poor.

"Oh no, not the king!" Zelda thought worriedly as she saw her aunt stepping up to the carriage.

"my niece here can spin straw into gold. If you will allow us to come to your palace, she

will gladly spin some for you." Impa started.

"hmm… it sounds like a good idea…." The king debated. "will she be able to teach my

subjects as well?" Ganondorf asked.

Thinking quickly, Zelda butted in.

"no, I'm sorry your majesty," with a courtesy. "I cannot, for conditions must be just

right."

"and these conditions are…." Gannon replied.

"well, first, I have to be alone. Next, I will need a window for the moonlight. I will have

it for you by morning." Zelda finished, not sure if she covered every loop.

"Fine. You may walk alongside my carriage to get to the castle." Ganondorf replied.

Zelda and Impa looked at each other and then started walking.

"I am going to kill aunt impa." Zelda fumed as she was locked away in the tallest room, in the shortest tower.

(A/N: you thought I was going to say tallest tower, didn't you?)

"great, now we're both locked up, and if I don't get this done, I'm going to be the one that's done."

So, despite all her efforts, she started to cry. But that's when he showed up.

"why are you crying?" a tall handsome man put his calloused hand on her shoulder.

"I-um, its what causes the magic to work, but now ive got to start all over, now that you've seen me." Zelda started.

Having heard the whole thing earlier when Zelda was crying, he just stated, "improvising. Very talented of you."

"what?" Zelda looked up to see a handsome blond man behind her. He was wearing all green, with a floppy hat, and and earring. "who are you?"

"the name's link." He said, graciously bowing. "I heard your story, and I couldn't help but feel bad. Then when you started to cry, it broke my heart, so I simply had to come sideways between the particles to-"

He was cut short by a finger to his lips.

"between the particles? That's not possible." Zelda murmured.

He took zelda's finger from off his lips.

"and neither is spinning straw into gold. Here, ill help you. You throw straw out the window, and ill replace it with gold from my world." He smiled, as he disappeared, only to come back with an armload of gold.

They worked quickly and quietly through the night, wondering if the king would notice the huge pile of hay in the moat.

Finally, morning came, and link left without a word. The king was more than happy, and he gave her some food, a simple dress, and he had some jesters act for her. It was the happiest day of her life. But when evening came, he stuffed her in a room much bigger than the first.

"if you don't spin all this into gold, I will have your head chopped off." The king noted.

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A/N: so, didja like it? Did you hate it? PLEASE RxR!!