Authors Note: Hello all, I'm a long-time reader, first time poster. Feel free to review and critique. I'm new to this so any sort of helpful criticism is great. Thank you!

Link docked onto Windfall Island around noon. A sailor whose name he couldn't recall called out to him.

"Oy," the sailor said, "Good tah see ya in these parts, Link."

Link nodded and smiled, his signature response.

He considered carefully who he should report to for realty purposes. He scoured the island looking for somewhere open and available. Everything seemed to be booked. He began to feel disheartened, but not for long. He walked into Mrs. Marie's School of Joy and was welcomed by a squeal of delight.

"Link! My darling! How are you? It's been so long! Look at how much you've grown! How is the Private Oasis? It's paradise, isn't it? Oh, it's so great to see you!"

Link smiled widely at the lady with bright pink hair, "It's good to see you too, Mrs. Marie."

"What brings you over to our little ol' island, Link?" Mrs. Marie hadn't changed a bit. She had the same wild hair-do and pink lipstick. Link was sure she was still the talk of the town.

"I'm looking for a place to live."

"Really? Wonderful!" Mrs. Marie suddenly furrowed her eyebrows, "is something wrong with the Oasis?"

Link was hasty to respond, as not to offend the friendly woman, "No, no, of course not. It's just that…it gave me a lot of time to think, but now I'd like to live somewhere more…populated."

"Oh, dear, I understand. I loved staying there but sometimes I'd just get so bored."

Link internally sighed in relief. "Do you know who I should contact to discuss living arrangements?"

"Sure thing, you're going to want to talk to Anton. You know him, right? He's married to Linda, the girl with blue hair. I heard some rumor a while back that you set them up…oh well. Anyway, he manages all of Windfall's property, so he's the man to find."

"Okay. Thank you again."

"Anytime sweetie, you know I love to spread joy! Best of luck!"

Link smiled again, turned, and walked out of the classroom. Now to find Anton…five years ago, he was always found walking all of Windfall at almost any time. And thus, Link set off in search of the man. After circling the island a couple times, Link started to check inside buildings, and eventually found him in the Café/Bar (café during the day, bar at night) sitting with Linda. He was in his typical horizontally striped t-shirt, looking the same as always, if not a few years older. Link walked to their corner table by the window and waved at them both.

"Hey Link," said Anton, "Long time no see!"

"Hi Link," Linda said, smiling, "How are things?"

Anton gestured to an empty chair at the table, and Link sat down quietly.

"Hello there, it's good to see you both. I hope you're doing well. Mrs. Marie said you two are married, congratulations." Link paused, "But I must cut to the chase…I'm looking for somewhere to live, and I heard you are the property manager of Windfall Island. I don't need anything fancy…just a room and kitchen and I'll do just fine. I can't afford a lot, I don't have a job, but I plan to get one during my stay here."

Anton and Linda were silent for a minute, and Link felt his hopes diminish, and then Anton spoke up, "Actually…you may be in luck, Link. We haven't had anything open in a while, but just recently the bomb shop closed down, you know, the one on the corner of the island? It's completely bare, unfurnished, but it has a small kitchen in the back corner and it's got a lot of potential. It's on the corner of the island so you won't hear the town noise at night and you'll have a great view of the ocean. Plus, there's a balcony on top, where the bomb shop sign used to be. It needs work, but I think it's in your price range."

"How much?" Link questioned. It sounded out of his price range.

"Well…I own it. I rented it out to the bomb shop owner, but I'd be glad give you the deed. Consider it a gift for giving me the courage to finally speak to my soul mate," Anton nudged Linda, and Linda blushed and grinned, "You've made me a happy man, and you deserve it. You're famous around here, anyway! I can't be charging rent from the hero who saved our land, can I?"

Link chuckled, and nodded. He missed these two, and was glad they were still on such good terms. He felt that this was a very good sign for the rest of his stay in Windfall.

Link spent the better half of the night sitting in the nook with the couple. Now that Link was older, Anton insisted on buying him mead the entire night. Link-who wasn't exposed to alcohol before-felt dizzy and light-headed after two. He became giddy, and opened up more than he usually would. As the bar was beginning to close, Anton and Linda walked him to the old bomb shop, now his new home, and gave him a key, deed, and a farewell handshake. Link walked inside, lit lanterns, and explored every inch of the place. Anton was right: it had nothing. There were some worn-down shelves that bombs were probably displayed on and a counter the shopkeeper stood behind. For a one-story, it had a very tall ceiling. Link looked around and considered his options…he could build a loft or a second story. He was good with his hands and knew the basics of construction. As all these ideas began to pour into his mind, he got very excited. The buzz helped, too, of course. He ran quickly out to his boat which was still tied up at the dock, and pulled his bags out of the compartment, ran back to the house and put his stuff down right inside the door. He rummaged underneath the counter in the center of the room and found some rags and buckets. He poured some water from his canteen into the bucket and used the rags to wipe down the shelves and scrub the floors. He opened up his bags and began putting some of his trinkets and such on the shelves. He was a minimalist; he didn't save a lot of stuff. He tried to keep what was necessary, but there were some items that were dear to his heart. The first item he put on the shelf was a rudimentary harp that Medli had made for him. It was wooden and unpolished, but it was perfect. Link had never learned to play, but Medli promised him that she would teach him. Placing the harp on the shelf brought back a string of memories: raiding temples, working together to overcome evil, looking for answers together. He recalled setting up camp in the Earth Temple, exhausted to a point neither could not travel any farther, laying next to each other in roll out mats and thin, light-weight, travel-oriented blankets.

Link sighed and grabbed some more items from his bags and began to unpack.