A/N: So I recently finished Twilight Princess and as frequently happens to me got the urge for more. In my search for LinkxMidna fanfiction (why is Midna not in the character filter seriously? X.x) I was struck with a muse and here it is. I found tackling Link's lack of speech an interesting challenge. Hope you enjoy, onwards!
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The sun was high above Hyrule Field and for just a moment one could forget about the threat of encroaching twilight and evil beasts of purest darkness. A hawk flew overhead and Link looked up to watch its majestic movements against the blue backdrop of the sky.
"Err…" a grumble from beside him caused the hero to look over at his impish companion. Earlier Midna had made a request for a writing implement and some paper. For what he wondered but Midna had insisted he not look until she was done. It had been around two hours since the little imp had sat down with pencil in hand and still he waited. Under the shade of the large tree Midna had chosen, never one to put herself in direct sunlight for long, Link watched Epona graze a few yards down the hill and laid his head back against the tree.
"Ha! What do you think?" Midna appeared suddenly in Link's face, floating just above him her piece of paper shoved unceremoniously into his face. It was so close his eyes crossed trying to look at it until he took a hold of the paper and held it at a proper distance. "It's beautiful isn't it, a work of true art." Midna grinned obviously proud of her drawing as Link stared questioningly at the pencil marks and shading. He turned it first to the left, then to the right and finally flipped it over in case it had been presented upside down only to finally look up at Midna as if to say "what is it?" with a shy smile.
"Why it's me you dolt: in my beautiful normal form instead of this hideous imp form." Midna expressed in annoyance pointing to the paper for emphasis. Link stared a bit longer at the paper trying his best to see a person in the scribbles but it couldn't be helped…Midna had absolutely no art talent. Link frowned and took the pencil from his companion hastily scribbling on the other side of the paper, when he held it up a cartoonish version of Midna's current form smiled back at her with a single word as a caption.
Beautiful
Midna smiled and for the next hour, while the Twili napped, Link nursed his freshly bruised shoulder.
A/N: All done, nice and short and drabble-ish. R&R kthx X3