Author's Note: Hey everyone, just wanted to say, thanks for all the favorites/follows/reviews; they really encourage me to keep writing! This chapter is really short, so I figured I'd upload it early. I'll also be updating Monday as usual, so no worries! Until then!
"Well, don't you look comfortable?" Link rolled over onto his side to smirk at the tiny imp laying next to him. Midna huffed and wiggled deeper into the goofy green hat she was currently using as a sleeping bag.
"As a matter of fact, I am- you should be thankful that I finally found a decent use for this stupid hat," the Twili replied haughtily. A warm orange glow radiated from a nearby campfire, reflecting against the curves of the young man's face as he rolled his eyes and twisted around to lay on his back.
The traveling companions had set up camp in a small enclave that granted them a clear view of the starlit sky despite the wall of huge, mossy trees surrounding them. Link rested his head against a log covered in a soft green fuzz as he stared up into the night. The fire crackled noisily against the silence.
Midna was just beginning to drift to sleep when Link's voice rolled out slowly from his lips. "Hey, Midna," he said in his usual, soft voice. "What's your true form like?"
The imp blinked a bit in surprise as the young man's voice drifted towards her; it was rare that he started a conversation. "Why do you ask?" she replied drowsily, curling her body up into a ball inside his hat and enjoying the warmth.
"Just curious, I guess… you don't seem to mind your current form too much," Link said as he reached under himself to remove a leaf that had been scratching uncomfortably against his back.
"It… has its advantages…" Midna replied slowly. Though she would have never said it aloud to anyone, she was beginning to enjoy sleeping in her friend's hat at night. The cloth- a rare luxury back in her own world- was simple and comfortable, and it carried a musky scent that had an almost magical way of putting her at ease. Somehow, it managed to keep her usual nightmares away. She had never been able to sleep easily. Midna buried her face in the fabric, looking up at Link.
Sometimes she wondered; was it the hat that helped or sleep, or was it him?
"So," Link continued, "What's your other form like?" He turned his head to look at her. Midna thought for a moment.
"Taller," she stated simply, then rolled over to turn her back to those curious blue eyes of his. He responded with a soft hum, and then reached out to poke her side. The Twilight Princess flinched with a tiny squeak.
"That's it? It's just taller?" he asked his curiosity too intense for him to just let his friend sleep in peace.
"Oh yeah, and I just ooze sex appeal! You wouldn't be able to keep your filthy paws off me!" Midna snarled, pulling a tiny arm out from her makeshift sleeping bag to swat Link's poking finger away. "Now let me sleep, fleabag!"
"As you command, Your Grumpiness," Link replied, his voice dripping with sarcasm. Oh, he wanted to play that game, did he? Fine, he was asking for it.
Midna smirked as she heard a surprised yelp from her companion. She turned back around to see him transformed into his beast form. He glared at her and barked angrily, which only made her burst into a fit of giggling. The little imp floated over to him and plopped down in the soft dirt against his side, patting his warm flank.
"Well, aren't you a good doggy?" she asked with a high pitched laugh, ruffling his fur and ignoring his growling. She rested her head against his side, enjoying the sensation of his fur curling against her skin. "And you make such a great pillow! Looks like this form has its advantages too, huh furball?" The wolf snorted in response, curling his body around her to get as comfortable as he could. Midna giggled triumphantly, pulling Link's hat up around herself once more
As she closed her eyes, she inhaled gently, letting the scent of musky fabric and messy fur roll over her like a soothing blanket. Link's breathing grew slow and steady, and she felt her head rise and fall to the rhythm of it. Eventually, the only sounds left in the cool night were her companions light snores and the popping of the campfire. A small smile played across her lips as she drifted off without fear of nightmares plaguing her in the darkness of sleep.
This entire situation definitely had its advantages.
