Disclaimer: I don't own Legend of Zelda.
Do I have an excuse for this? No, no I do not.
Brought about thanks to a conversation between me and Love and Zelink, in which I burst out, "GANONDORFXMIRROR IS MY NEW OTP, OMG. XD"
Just like "Dungeon Love", this is a crack pairing which is not meant to be taken seriously.
Be warned. Ahead lie scary images.
Narcissism
Ganondorf grinned at his partner, devouring the other with his eyes.
"You, my dear," he practically purred, "are one sexy, sexy beast."
In response to this came a wicked grin, a flash of whitest teeth, and the flexing of large Gerudo muscles.
"Oh, yes," he said. "There is not one person alive that can match your sexiness."
Of course Ganondorf agreed, nodding in a self-satisfied way to himself.
"Not even that bitch Zelda,"he decided, grimacing a little at her name. "Who is she to think she can compare to the might of the King of the Gerudo, the King of Hyrule?" And Ganondorf had to agree with himself, who was the little whelp to think she could ever compare to his broad chest, his wonderful beard, his overall striking figure, his large endowments fit for a king?
And finally Ganondorf couldn't take it anymore. Seeing that wonderful kingly specimen with that simply amazing, pompous attitude that only the King of Gerudo could pull off right and look so fucking sexy while doing it, the way only the King of Gerudo deserved, while looking so sexy, drove him over the edge. Ganondorf snatched the full-body and tore it from the wall, and pressed it to his sexy, half-clothed body in a hot, passionate, sexy kiss. Which was long, hot, passionate, sexy, and full of saliva.
Finally Ganondorf pulled away to take a shaky gasp of breath and stared lovingly at the mirror image of himself, still sexy despite all the spit around the mouth area. So sexy, in fact, that Ganondorf spun the mirror around in a loving, sexy twirl and ended up tumbling into bed.
He gave his reflection a half-lidded, and very sexy look, before blinking and furrowing his huge sexy eyebrows in a frown.
He stared at the very uncooperative, unyielding shape of the thin rectangular mirror. "Uhh... I don't think this is going to work..."
Author is going to go into hiding now.