I do not own any of these characters

Link is the property of Nintendo and Captain Marvel is the property of DC Comics.

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Once upon a time in a far away place there was nothing of any intrest about. There was only a vast unending field of

empty boring whiteness. In the story world this is what w?à° feet planted firmly on a ground, that technically

speaking, isn't really there! Link stands about and blinks a little. Finding nothing interesting to look at or slay Link

begins to tap his foot irritabily after being conjured into existence with no particular purpose. The author is a curtious

man so he brings a comfortable arm chair into existence for his guest to sit on. Our main character by default is

immensely cheered and sits down immediately giving the empty nothingness a big thumbs up for being so polite. Suddenly off

in the distance a door appears and lets out a deafening

-DOOOOOR!- before falling silent.Link observes the new furnishment to his bland surroundings with some mild intreset, but

in truth he is far more concerned with the warm snug feelings his well padded armchair is spreading through his back and

buttocks. He breifly wishes that this chair had a massager. Link couldn't help but feel a tad disappointed when nothing

happened. He has just discovered that main characters are not able to subject the author's mind to their wishes.

"Dang." he mutters.

Then the door swung open in an extremely dramatic fashion and out lept Captian Marvel! The World's Mightiest Mortal stood

there in the patented dramatic DC superhero pose, with mighty hands planted firmly on his waist and a square chin pointed

upwards, surveying all about him with dramatically squinty eyes. Now most people know what Link looks like but you might

not know what Captain Marvel looks like( if this is the case then you should be deeply, deeply ashamed of yourself you

uncultured swine). He is pretty much Superman, without the long lick of hair in front that Big Blue has. His costume is

blindingly scarlet and he wears a gold sash about the waist. Add a golden thunderbolt on his chest and a short white cape

and you've got the evil bashing, lightning shooting, shazam spewing Captai Marvel! Great huh? Now that we have two

characters occupying the same space at the same time the author shall now demonstrate what is perhaps one of the finest

literary arts known to man. The art of conversation.

"Good Morning little elf-like citizien." Captain Marvel proclaimed, energetically thrusting a hand out in greetings to

Link, arched an eyebrow at his unexpected visitor.

"Hi there.. uh...umm?" Link responded as he proffered his own arm, at a loss for our new favorite hero's name.

"Captain Marvel." Captain Marvel proclaimed. The Soldier of Shazam plastered on his eerily cheerful grin and seized Link's

proffered hand in his with the Strength of Hercules. It gave off a sickeningly audible craking noise.

" HOLY SWEET MOTHER OF...AHHHHH!" Cap shook Link's hand vigourously before letting go and giving him a pat on the back

that sent him face first onto the ground, wich was surprisingly solid despite not actually being in existance. Finding his

conversation finished good old Marvel returned to his original pose and became the most garishly colored statue in the

world.

"Ow!" Link grunted as he lifted, or more appropiratly unplastered, himself from the floor. "Everything hurts. I think he

broke something I didn't even know I had." He limped back to the recliner, staying an arms length from the stone still

Marvel as he did. As recompense for his pain filled demonstration Link is rewarded with a crystal clear(despite cream soda

being a tad bit more amber in color than crystal) cream soda and an excellent cup holder installed on his armchair. The

Hylian is immensely pleased, I know I would be. Easing himself further into the chair's cushy warmness Link sighs

contentedly. He feels that nothing in the world could possibly go wrong. And the exact second he completes that thought

Link comes to realize that something extremely wrong is about to happen. Under his chair the white "floor" opens up into a

deep black hole.

"No..." Link moans as the hole produces a sound not unlike a flushing toilet and the air begins to whush past him. With a sudden jerk the

chair flies through the air and disappears into the hole, dragging a hapless Link into the author's new story.