After having settled in and blazed a little chronic, the three were sitting down together watching TV. For the first time, Link felt like he had found some true friends in Billy Mays and Dr. Dre. And Maybe it was just the kush talking, but Link had another great idea.
"Hup!" Link Said as he hopped up from the couch.
He began to play his song once more, and once again the room was filled with a glowing fog. Quick to emerge from the fog was a frantic man, the most surprised of all Link's guests so far.
"Will!" the figure shouted.
"Hi, Carlton! Billy Mays here to tell you that it wasn't Will's antics that brought you here, it was this pointed eared lad, Link!"
"Wha... Where is here?" Carlton stuttered.
"Called Hyrule o' some shit," Dre said in between tokes. "Kid brought you here cause he's a big fan. We been watching yo' show here."
"Oh, well that's fine I gue- wait! Is that marijuana!?"
"Hi! Billy Mays here to tell you this is some good shit! We've even got enough here to give you a courtesy toke, absolutely free! If you're not completely satisfied with how well you get fucked up, you'll get your money back, guaranteed!"
"I'll have you know that I do not smoke marijuana. It's against the law."
"SHEEEERAH," Link retorted eloquently.
"What's that? Under the code set in place by the great Deku tree, plants, including marijuana, cannot be considered controlled substances and are therefore completely legal?" responded Carlton surprised. "Well, I guess in that case..."
"That's my man. Hit dis shit," said Dre, passing the blunt.
Carlton pinched the blunt between his pointer finger and thumb. He slowly raised it to his lips, hesitating a bit once he got a few inches away, but eventually he brought it to his mouth and inhaled. He held it in for a second, but couldn't hold it any longer before breaking out into a coughing fit. He held the blunt out back to Dre, who took it.
"Ugh! That stuff tastes even worse than it smells."
"Hi! Billy Mays here to let you know that the dankest shit is the best shit! Your satisfaction guaranteed!"
"Alright, sure," Carlton responded through a cough. "Whatever you… say…" His voice began to trail off. A grin began to stretch across his face, followed by a small chuckle.
"Yo, Bill. I think this mofucka satisfied," laughed Dre.
"Ha ha ha oh shiiiiiit Dre," slurred Carlton, his eyes barely open, his head drooping backwards.
"Hup!" Link requested.
"Hea you go lil man," answered Dre, passing the blunt. Link took a big toke.
"Dreeeeeeee, man," started Carlton. "I've been sooooooo wrong about this shit man." His voice was trailing off and he was giggling. "I never felt this… fuckin…"
"Hell yeah, man. Hit that shit again then."