Hi guys! Anyway this is the new story I've been working on since I have writers block for the next chapters in Remember. If anyone who has read that has any suggestions please pm me, this is all I have to say besides enjoy!

Disclaimer: I hate repetitive disclaimers! But I don't own Legend of Zelda or anything affiliated with it. But I do have a copy of the manga.

101 Uses for a Frying Pan

Malon looked out her kitchen window at Lon Lon Ranch. It was a bright sunny day. Birds were chirping and everything was calm. It was the perfect day for a fishing trip! But of course her best friend wasn't anywhere to be seen. She sighed.

'We were supposed to go fishing today. He totally promised me!' Malon moved away from the window sill and picked up her trusty frying pan. 'Where the hell is Link?' She asked herself. She moved her nimble fingers over the frying pan. She smiled.

'Good ol' frying pan.' Malon started. 'You never let me down did ya? Unlike my so called best friend, Link.' She poked her head out the window for one last look around. She looked from left to right, from north to south, from east to west, and from high to low. Still, nothing.

'Gawd! Where in the goddesses name could he be!' She pulled her head back inside. She looked down at the frying pan in her hand. 'That retard! He said he only needed to stop off at the Lost Woods for a short time. Wasting a perfectly good day for fishing with sitting in a forest.'

She moved over to a large armchair in the connected den. With the frying pan still in hand she slumped down. She played with the large object while waiting for Link to burst through the door.

'He better beg me for forgiveness. And he better bake me a huge cake to apologize.' She mumbled under her breath.

Suddenly she heard someone come into the room. Malon clutched the frying pan close and waited to see the mess of golden hair that sat on her friends head. But as she looked up and peered over her armchair's backrest she sighed. She slumped back down as all she could see was her father's receding hairline and plump stomach.

'Hey honey! You looked mighty happy to see yer ol' man.' Talon said. Malon dropped her head allowing her long red hair to cover her face.

'Hi dad…' she replied in a monotone voice. Talon walked over to her chair. He gave her a confused look then chuckled.

'Well I geuss that's one use for a perfectly good fryin' pan' Talon told his daughter.

'What are you talking about?' She replied.

'I mean yer fondling that there fryin' pan as though you were two hormonal teenagers hidin' in the hay bail.' He said with a laugh.

Malon looked at herself. She was holding the frying pan tightly, but she wouldn't say she was fondling it.

'It's just a nervous habit.' Malon retorted turning her nose in the air. 'Besides, mom used to do the same.'

'Yeah, but yer mother also used to keep a written record of every possible use for a fryin' pan.' Talon said.

Malon's eyelids drooped. 'Of course dad, I'm going to make a new hobby for myself by writing down everything that I'm able to do with a frying pan. Just like mom.'

Talon smirked. 'I thought you would say something like that. So I even got you a new book to start. Take a little look-see.'

He handed Malon a leather bound book. Embroidered in gold was the title, 101 Uses for a Frying Pan. At the bottom was her name as the author. The redhead was in awe yet stunned at the same time. This was probably one of the most beautiful things her father had given her. Yet still she couldn't believe he actually wanted her to waste her time writing down everything she did with a frying pan! She knew that she'd have to use it. He took all the trouble of getting it made and embroidered, it would be rude to just let it lie there. She looked up at her father. He was holding a quill and a small bottle of ink.

'Go ahead. Put in yer first use.' He said with a sheepish grin.

Malon nodded and tool the quill. After dipping it in the ink she opened the book to the first page.

"Use number one: Fondling as a nervous habit." She wrote.

Link sighed as he rode Epona out of the Lost Woods. He looked down at the small bundle in his arms. The baby at about six months old was sleeping right now. Now that he was able to take a good look at it, the baby looked like a perfect mixture of his beloved Zelda and himself. In fact it was their child.

'So why doesn't she want to be a part of its life?' He asked himself. He remembered their conversation clearly from earlier.

'Link, it's not that I do not wish to be with you and our child. Please believe me I do! But I cannot. I did not know who to entrust the child with or what to do at this moment. But I did decide that you have the right to know that our child was born and that you may have it if you want to keep it.' Zelda said. She avoided his gaze.

'Zel of course I would want the child. But I want it to have a complete family. I didn't even have the experience of having one parent and all I want is the best for my child. Why can't you be with us?' Link asked.

'I'm sorry Link. I can't.'

'Why?'

'I just can't.' Zelda's eyes started to moisten.

'Why Zel!'

'I can't!'

'Zelda why! I know something is wrong you're not talking to me. Even if it is something horrible you should always be able to come to me!' Link said sweetly.

'Because I'm engaged!' Zelda broke down crying. Link wanted to go comfort her but she ran to her horse. He clenched his fist. Impa appeared beside him holding a small bundle. He looked at the Sheikah. He wanted help, he wanted an answer but more right now he wanted a good friend to talk to.

'She never knew Link.' The older woman said comfortingly. 'She never knew she was pregnant. And when she was going to tell her father he told her that he had engaged her to a prince from another country. She took a great risk escaping to have the child in secret, and she's risking a lot giving it to you.' She handed him the infant. 'Zelda must return to the kingdom now. Or else something terrible might happen that will jeopardize the safety of you, the princess, and your infant.' Impa started to walk towards Zelda. She stopped and turned to Link. She gave him a quick hug. 'It is heartbreaking to see a family get torn apart. Just as heartbreaking it is for a mother to give up her child. Zelda regrets having to do this. And I'm sorry as well. Remember we can always talk if you need to.'

The bundle started to stir. Link panicked. He had no paternal instinct that he knew of. Spending all his time on the road fighting monsters he never had to take care of any other living creature besides himself. If this child was to survive he would need help, and lots of it. Hopefully his best friend would help him. He kicked Epona lightly and started off towards Lon Lon Ranch.

'Hopefully she won't kill me as I step through the door. I'll get an earful for blowing of our fishing trip!' He thought to himself. He looked at the sun which was setting behind the Gerudo Valley. He wanted to make it to the ranch as soon as possible, and hopefully that would be before sundown.

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