Yes, It's short. Really short. But just a small humorous fic. So enjoy! Don't own Legend of Zelda.

Link panted as he entered the room to see Ghirahim standing there with a cocky smile. Link flinched, combing his mind for any possible way he could escape. But his mind came up with nothing. Suddenly Fi appeared, drawing his attention. "Master, I believe there is a 98% chance that you may die in this battle." she informed.

Link twitched, wishing with all hope that something would happen to get rid of this idiot. Fi was more unhelpful than anything else he had happened across in his journey. Suddenly he paused, glancing down at his sword in wonder. He then glanced at Ghirahim before once more looking at the Master Sword. With a heavy sigh he walked forward, staring Ghirahim in the eyes with his face more serious than it had been for a while. he then lunged forward with his sword. A predictable manuever that Ghirahim smirked when he grabbed the sword, easily yanking it out of Links grasp. Immediately Fi appreared "Sir there is a 90% chance that you have lost possession of your sword." she said.

Link grinned "Only 90?" he asked.

He then grinned, meeting Ghirahim's eyes "She's your problem now." he said seriously.

Suddenly he bolted, fleeing the room and leaving behind his weapon and a very confused Ghirahim. The evil man looked at the door before looking at the sword in confusion. Suddenly Fi appeared, looking at Ghirahim "Sir there is a 98% chance he has just abandoned the sword and left." she informed.

Ghirahim twitched in annoyance "I kind of got that." he said dryly.

Fi nodded before cocking her head "Therre is also a 87% chance your skin is white." she informed.

Ghirahim scowled "I thought it was obvious." he said, starting to attack the sword in attempt to shut up the robotic nuisance.

"Sir there is a 50% chance you are hitting the sword." she told him.

He just redoubled his efforts "Is there any way to shut you up?" he demanded.

Fi shook her head "There is a 100% chance I won't shut up." she said.

Ghirahim groaned, feeling oddly sympathetic towards Link.

break

The next morning Link quietly crept back towards the room he had left Ghirahim with Fi. And sure enough both Ghirahim and the sword were still there. But now Ghirahim lay on the floor, twitching. Link smirked as he cocked his bow unless the man was still a threat.

But Ghirahim, upon seeing him held out a shaky hand "Please...I'll do anything. Just take her back!" he begged.

Link smirked, picking up the Master Sword. "I think we'll count this as a win for me." he said easily.

Ghirahim just lay there crying in relief. Link just smiled. This was definetly the best way to defet Ghirahim