Disclaimer: I do not own Zelda and my stuff is terrible anyway, so no one need worry if I hideously mangle an Ocarina of Time character or two.

This is just an excuse to taunt Mido. He is the tragic anti-everything-coward (I wont go so far to call him a tragic hero) and I just love messing with characters. Since this is not a serious piece, I didn't really bother with any writing techniques as of yet. This may go somewhere, it may not.

P. S. I would have strapped Mido to the clocktower from Majora's Mask, but it didn't seem possible. Maybe I'll do it later on.

The morning sun drifted through an open window, casting long shadows on the earthen floor and sidling up the face of a sleeping kokiri. The young boy yawned and tossed to the side, plugging his ears as the sweet call of morning larks twittered outside to greet the day.

Mido hated birds.

"Yaaugh!" He groaned as the light grew brighter and a woodpecker pounded on the wooden wall of his home. "I swear," he muttered as he flung himself out of bed and staggered to the door. "I swear…I'm gonna…kill…that bird…" He tripped and collapsed on the doorframe. The pecking grew louder, more insistent. And it…it was on the door!

Curse that woodpecker!

Mido wrenched open the door and picked up his ceramic pot, ready to smash the bird into the door, but he stopped numbly at the sight of something even more annoying than the woodpecker.

"Hey, Mido!" Link was cocking his head to the side like a parrot, eyes wide and confused. "I thought you were gone. I need to…um…go into your chests now, so I can take some money."

Mido's eye twitched. "What are you talking about?" He hissed. "And shouldn't you be dead? You left the forest, didn't you?"

Link tapped his foot impatiently. Mido noticed that he had a huge metal shield strapped to his back, which gave him a rather round shouldered look. "Look," He said, "I just woke up here again (I don't know why this keeps happening) and I need money, and I really hate looking around in the grass for rupees. I could go to Hyrule market town and smash some pots-" The young boy saw the pot in Mido's hands. "Perfect! Thanks, Mido!"

Without hesitation, Link threw the pot (Mido's mother's pottery, passed down from her grandfather) and it smashed into dust and bits of glazed clay. A blue rupee glinted on the ground, which Link soon picked up. "That ought to tide me over," Link whispered.

"Thanks, Mido, you've been great." Link dashed off into the exit of the forest, heading towards Hyrule field. Mido blushed scarlet with rage, stomping after the thief with clenched fists until he reached the inevitable barrier.

The end of the forest.

Mido knew the kokiri weren't allowed to leave. Everyone knew that you would die if you left the forest, but…then again…Link left the forest…so…

With a second's hesitation, Mido leapt into the entrance of the hanging bridge, clattered across the wooden planks, and fell through one rotting piece of wood, landing on a strange round thing he'd never seen before. A wire connected to the top was fizzing with fire, and the entire globe was flashing red at shorter intervals.

"So…pretty…" Mido gasped, feeling rather happy for the first time in his life.

The fuse reached its end, and—

Mido woke up at the entrance to the lost woods, beaten and burned, his hat smoking on the grass five yards away. He got up and dusted himself off, looking down at the town below.

"Hey, Mido!" shouted a girl standing near Saria's house. "Your hair is on fire!"

Five miles away, Link whistled happily and did somersaults into trees so he could knock rupees down. He didn't seem to mind knocking his head into a huge block of wood every few seconds, and when the world stopped spinning, he had some money to burn.

"What a fantastic day!" Link cried.

And indeed it was.

Ok, I really need help here. I have been trying sooooooo hard to get these paragraphs indented, but the document thing wont let me indent! It is driving me crazy. And watch, I bet every sentence will be double spaced too, instead of every paragraph. Technologically, I'm like Mido. So, If any one out there knows how to fix this little issue, help is greatly appreciated.

Byesies.

Cyla F.