Hello fanfic readers! I'd like to say quite a few words before I present my first ever fan fiction chapter. Firstly, I do not own anything in this chapter. The Legend of Zelda: Majora's Mask is not mine. Nor are the other characters that will be presented throughout this story.

I believe a quick explanation is needed, as well. The prologue, especially the description of Skull Kid without the Mask, was inspired by the Unreal Engine video on YouTube. Also, I have never liked the game theory regarding Majora's Mask. Ocarina of Time was always my favorite game in the series (although, I have never played BotW, Spirit Tracks, Phantom Hourglass, the Oracle games, or Zelda II: Adventure of Link), and I believe OoT Link deserves a happy ending. So, enough personal rambling.

Prologue The Salesman's Plight

The happy mask salesman was heading home to Hyrule after acquiring his newest -- and most dangerous -- magical artifact. He had always been a curious fellow, so when he heard that joyous and mysterious cackle while wandering through the magical Lost Woods, he looked around for its source. Finding nothing and being unwilling to wander off of his predetermined path, he shrugged and trudged on.

A few minutes later, he heard it echo again. This time, it made the hairs stand up on the back of his neck.

"Hello? Is anyone there?" He asked cautiously, and, not for the first time, he was glad that his mask was snugly keeping up his bright and cheery façade, as he was beginning to fear that he had taken a wrong turn. He knew, however, that if he had, he would have no way of returning to the path, so he looked around for a moment before continuing, seeing no one nearby.

Then, without warning, the salesman was pitched forward into the low-lying folliage, blacking out.

"He's coming around," a small, female voice said as the salesman slowly regained consciousness.

"Shush," said another small voice, this one subtly male.

Opening his eyes, he almost thought he was dreaming, for he saw not one, but two distinctive looking fairies fluttering above him.

"Who cares," declared another voice, this one shrill and decidedly unnatural. "We got what we wanted."

This statement caught the salesman's attention, and he jolted into consciousness, jumping to his feet, thinking bandits.

What he saw was not your typical bandit. It was a childlike creature, with thin, lanky limbs, dark skin and a broad-rimmed orange hat that came up to a rounded point. He sported a brown baggy shirt with a yellow design decorating around the neck that reached to his knees, where

When the little boy turned with a familiar, ethereal giggle, the salesman noticed that the skin wasn't true skin at all. It was bark. This was a Skull Kid. Looking under the shade of the hat, the Hylian noticed that this particular skull kid had a mischievous glint in his green eyes that looked down a short, rounded beak that sported matching mischievous smirk.

"Whatcha got there, Skull Kid?" Asked the male voice, coming from the purple fairy.

The fairies approached Skull Kid, drawing the Salesman's attention to the mask in Skull Kid's hands.

Oh no, the masked salesman thought upon seeing which one it was from behind. The mask was shaped like a heart with spike-like decorations protruding outward lower "stem" portion, four on each side and two directly at the top of each "love". The eyeholes were small and round, one positioned in the center of each "lobe" of the heart, while a small slot was positioned so that it was invisible from the decorated side, to allow for comfortable breathing.

"Looks like a mask," stated Skull Kid, peering curiously at it.

"Cool! Try it on!" Said the female voice, emanating from the lighter fairy, glowing a yellowish off-white.

"Please don't!" The mask salesman interjected worriedly, "that mask houses an evil spirit that possesses the wearer!"

"Pff, because anyone's going to believe that!" Retorted the clicking voice of the Skull Kid as he rolled his eyes. As he said this, Skull Kid turned the mask around in his hands so that the purple, red and

"It's true!" Exclaimed the Mask Salesman, now panicking as Skull Kid ignored him and strapped on the mask.

What happened next astonished the Happy Mask Salesman, even though it only lasted a few seconds. Tentacles, seemingly made of shadow, were emitted from the protrusions, and wrapped around Skull Kid's head as his eyes momentarily displayed panic before his pupils contracted into small points, his irises contracting until they were only slightly larger.

The red eye borders combined with his yellow corneas to give a truly eerie look.

"HAAAAow do I look?" Asked Skull Kid with a sudden decrescendo as he bent down to brush off some dirt from his shirt, revealing the dirty brown shorts beneath them.

"Wonderful!" Exclaimed the fairies in unison, seemingly having not noticed the rapid changes in their cohort's demeanor.

"Come on Tatl, Tael," he commanded his two cohorts, walking away from the still-stunned Mask Salesman. "I want you to meet some old friends of mine, and we're going to play a game to get their attention!"

"Oooh! What kind of game?" Asked the purple fairy excitedly.

"You know, terrorize some Terminans by dropping the moon on their head while they celebrate the moon festival. The usual," Skull Kid replied with a nonchalant tone.

"That sounds like fun!" Exclaimed the purple fairy. "Are you coming Tatl?"

Tatl, the yellow fairy, faced the Happy Mask Salesman and seemed to hesitate before replying, "I'm right behind you," And she zoomed off in the direction of the others.

The Happy Mask Salesman took a minute to process what he had witnessed before panicking and sprinting off towards his original destination.