second chapter ye! the disclaimers and warnings still hold true!

Dressing in his uniform, Link noticed Aryll slipping out of his bed and shuffling to the bathroom, yawning and mumbling something about needing to pee. Shaking his head with silent laughter, the blond tried hard not to dwell on his nightmare as he tugged on a green camouflage hoodie. What even was it...? Shaking his head, fingers grabbed his ever familiar green backpack, shoving notebooks and a few pens and pencils inside. Aryll went downstairs to eat, Link following close behind with his skateboard.

"Not eating, Link?"

"Not hungry." Yawning, he grabbed his skateboard, starting outside. "I'll pick Aryll and Colin up today, Aunt Uli!"

"Alright! Don't forget them this time!" Shaking her fist playfully after Link, Uli protectively watched as the teen rolled down the hill, hands in his pockets as he thought quietly. What even was that nightmare? He killed Zelda. But it didn't... Sound like him.

Sighing and stashing his board in his locker, he closed it to see Sheik grinning childishly at him and sliding something into Link's hoodie pocket. Link gave a little grin, nodding to him.

"So, how'd the night go after we left?" Grabbing a notebook, he slammed his locker, joining Link on his walk down the hall.

"Aryll slept in my room with me last night," Link answered lamely. "Otherwise, uneventful. Sleeping is very uneventful, y'know."

"Oh shut up smart mouth." Sheik laughed, sliding into the usual three person table in their chemistry class. Impa hurried in, sliding smoothly into the seat next to Link's other side.

"What's up, little miss manager?" A contract was smacked onto the desk between Sheik and Link, Impa's eyes alight with their usual managerial fervor.

"This! Only one of the best directors out there – wants to contract Zelda – lead role!" The girl was trembling with excitement while Link read over the contract.

"Uhh... Impa? It's not just for the lead role in one movie. He wants to contract her for the next three of his productions as the leads." Link nearly caught a nail to the face when she snatched up the contract, re-reading it with shaking hands.

Sheik grabbed his trembling cousin's arm. "Whoa there girlie, chill your tits before they pop off."

Impa nearly shrieked in delight, bouncing up and down in her seat. "This is monumental! Zelda already has her foot in the door of stardom, this will just boost her up even more and – ... Hang on." Squinting, she mumbled something under her breath.

"He wants Zelda's friends, too. For all three. Up to ten."

"Eh? Really?" Link cupped a chin, before taking the contract back and re-reading it. "By law, he can't sign a contract with one person and get up to ten extra. He would have to approach us and ask. And if word got out about this, Zelda would be flocked to by literally anyone who wants to taste fame and fortune."

"There's a true point – eh, fuck, Mr. Rauru's coming." Impa shoved the contract back into the thick managerial folder she carried, hiding it from view. Rauru didn't exactly like the fact that she was a manager, let alone manager of another student. He considered the famous and fortunate to be 'insignificant children who dedicate themselves to vanity and fortunes instead of enlightenment and knowledge' (and yet, Zelda was the smartest in their year).

Chemistry went by surprisingly uneventfully (ever since Link was banned from using chemicals after last year's disaster – don't ask him about it), and Gerudo Literature was next on Link's schedule. Waving goodbye to Impa and Sheik as they raced to gym, he met up with Zelda at their usual pair table. Link kept Impa's contract she had acquired for Zelda to potentially take a secret, so instead of bringing it up he started a crusade of tic-tac-toe – and losing miserably. After Mrs. Mediocris-Lignum, the wife of the principal Deku Lignum, slapped the desk for them to pay attention, they shoved the scratched up and marked up paper underneath their shared textbook.

Lunch came quickly after maths and Lorulean Language. Sliding into the table with his pizza and double fries (courtesy of Aryll – she hated the school fries), Link noticed that Impa was excitedly explaining the contract in full to Zelda, who looked just as excited as she did. After taking a mouthful of fries, Link had to choke on them for a good moment.

"So... Link, Sheik, Pipit, Impa, Midna, Colin, Aryll, and Groose... That's who I'd choose." Sheik thumped Link's back until he swallowed the fried potatoes in his mouth, gasping for air.

"Nanda, Zelda!? Naze boku mo kōdō dekimasen boku o erabudarou!" Sheik snickered at Link's outburst, before tapping his arm.

"Hey, dude, that's Islander. Not Hyrulian." Flushing at Sheik's words, Link shot out a translation.

"What the hell, Zelda!? Why would you pick me I can't even act!"

Zelda laughed a little, before stealing a fry – with a cry of indignation – from Link. Nibbling on it, she answered. "Because. You're my friend. And I'm not going to have people become my friends just for this kind of opportunity. I'd rather have my own friends by my side instead of fake people."

Link sighed, throwing his hands up in the air. "Fine, I'll do it. The things I do for you, Zells."

"You love me," she teased, earning another flush and the toss of a napkin at her.

"Oh shut up!" Stuffing a few more fries in his mouth, Link nearly choked again when Aryll yanked him by the earring again.

"You left your art project in the art room! She told you take it home!"

"Ow ow ow ow ow – Aryll I'll get it! I have her next!" His mouthful of food was thankfully swallowed so he wasn't talking with a lump of potato in his mouth.

"You better, you big dummy!" Huffing, she slid into the seat, she began to eat her pizza, Colin rolling his eyes a tad while sliding into the seat, eating the salad he picked up. Colin wasn't really big on meats or cheeses from school (not after the "Sickening" as Link had christened it). Lunch went by with hushed conversation about the contract, discussions, and a unanimous "yes" from all present – accompanied by the classic Link Eyeroll, patent pending. The rest of the day was uneventful, Link hitching a ride with everyone to get back home with the art project in hand – a statuette of the legendary hero, the Hero of Time.

"It's kind of funny how much the Hero of Time looks like you, Link," mumbled Sheik, eyeing the statuette. Link's little thing was nearly identical to the original statuette he was supposed to be imitating, only his had paint on it (Link believed in free expression).

"He does? God dammit where are my ladies then, this guy must've had a lot." The entire car burst into laughter, the nightmare completely slipping Link's mind as he seeped into his usual state.

please r&r if you enjoyed, and the third chapter will be done asap! i don't really have an update schedule though, yet. when i get one, i'll notify!