Bully

Zant stood near the door to the closet in the hallway, a black and red napsack in his hand as he knocked on the door softly, hoping to coax the stubborn five year old Gerudo boy into leaving the closet.

"Come now my liege," the Twili crooned softly, " we will be late for school if we do not leave right now. I know that you are very particular about tardiness, my lord."

"No!" A muffled shout resounded from within the confines of the musty thing, "I don't ever wanna go to school! Never ever EVER!"

Zant frowned in contemplation as he pondered as to whether his Master was serious or not when Ghirahim appeared in the hallway.

"What are you still doing here? Aren't you already late?" Ghirahim demanded as he crossed his arms.

"Master refuses to leave the closet," Zant lamented, "and I don't know what to do! Do I listen to him? Do I try to COAX HIM !? AM I INVITING HIS GODLY WRATH UPON MYSELF!?"

Ghirahim rolled his eyes as he watched Zant's hysterical antics almost get out of hand.

"ZANT! STOP THAT RIGHT NOW!" Zant jumped in place as he instinctively held up the napsack upon hearing the sword spirit yell at him. Sighing, Ghirahim walked past the Twili and approached the closet door.

"Now my liege," Ghirahim said softly, "normally you do not complain about going to school. Did something happen?"

Silence met his ears for a couple of seconds before he heard the rustling of coats and other objects moving around. With a click, the closet door opened a mite, revealing a single amber eye looking at the Demon Lord.

"There's a bully," he whispered as if he were revealing his greatest secret, "and he's always picking on me."

Ghirahim blinked as he wondered why the Demon King would allow someone to bully him. However, Zant's reaction was quite different. The Twili's pupils literally shrunk as a furious look crossed his face.

"How dare someone attempt to torment my Master! He shall be dealt with in a most swift and timely manner! Lead the way my liege!"

With that, Zant marched out the door with the napsack in hand, his eyes full of purpose. Grinning, the little Demon King darted out of the closet to follow Zant's lead. Ghirahim stared after them for short moment before shaking his head and deciding to tag along. The last thing he needed was for the insane Twili to blow their cover over some kid.

Upon reaching the school, Zant and Ghirahim scanned the playground while Ganondorf hid behind the Twili's legs, his head poking out just enough to look for the bully. It was not long before a small finger was pointing, the Gerudo boy nearly jumping in anticipation as he found his query.

"There he is! That's the mean bully! Get 'im Zant, get 'im!" Both the Twili's and the sword spirit's eyes followed the direction in which Ganondorf was pointing. It was a boy that looked to be around their Master's….current age. Blue eyes, blond hair, very pointed ears, green shirt and matching hat, mark of the Triforce on his hand….

Mark of the Triforce on his hand !?

"IT'S LINK!?" They both shouted at the same time. They both looked at each other frantically as thoughts raced through their minds. This was the perfect chance to eliminate a potential threat to their Master's ultimate plans. Yet, at the same time, failure could expose them for who they were and ultimately crush all their efforts to mere dust.

Their thoughts were interrupted by a small shove at Zant's legs, courtesy of the miniature Demon King.

"Come ooooooonnnn, the bell is gonna ring soon!" the young Gerudo whined. Looking at each other, Ghirahim shrugged as he moved towards the little brat, Zant following close behind with his Master clinging to his leg. Might as well solve the current issue before dealing with the larger problems.

"So, uh, kid." Ghirahim began as he stood near Link. The boy turned around, looking at his face innocently.

"Yes sir?"

Ghirahim cleared his throat still in shock that the hero was literally within hand's reach, and yet unable to be annihilated at the current moment. Zant decided to answer in the Demon Lord's stead.

"Why are you bullying our Master?", the Twili demanded, "That is very rude and unbecoming of a hero like you!" The boy blinked in surprise.

"But I never-"

"Is something the matter here Link?"

The Twili and sword spirit both turned to face a very large and portly man who had a face that vaguely reminded them of an owl. He walked slowly until he stood next to Link, peering down at the three villains standing before him.

"I am Gaebora, Link's uncle and guardian. " The big man spoke in a very deep voice, "Has Link done something that I should know of?" Zant and Ghirahim just stared at the man, both in awe of his size and strange look until the little Demon King reappeared from behind Zant's legs, tears forming in his golden eyes.

"Link always bullies me! He steals my lunch money, and pushes me, and says I have no friends!" The Gerudo boy whined in an innocent, heart-breaking voice. Gaebora's eyes scrunched in anger as he turned to the blond boy.

"Link…..being at the top of the class and having many friends does not mean you can go around bullying other kids." The blond boy threw his hands up in the air in exasperation.

"But I-" the blond boy yelped as Gaebora grabbed his ear, and began leading him away.

"You made that innocent little boy cry Link," the portly man began to lecture, "and you will come with me until you learn to stop making excuses and apologize when you are in the wrong." Ghirahim and Zant watched as they both walked away, the future hero wincing and complaining as his uncle kept a firm grip on his ear. They both stood their for a moment, until a sudden thought came to Ghirahim's mind.

"Zant…..you always pack the Master's lunch. We never gave him lunch money," the sword spirit remarked.

A snicker was heard as both the Twili and the sword spirit looked down to the little Demon King. He still clung onto Zant's leg as he watched Link being led away, an evil smile plastered on his face.

"Yes! I got that little goodie two-shoes good! Now I'll be at the top of the class!"

Henceforth, it was on that faithful day, on the playground by the school, that the Demon King claimed his first victory against the hero.