Two chapters in one day? *gasp* Silver! You have no life! No, I do not have a life. But I got a request to continue this, so hopefully you enjoy this!

Credit for the idea goes to writer Demon Princess of Time. She has some amazing stuff and she helped me to come up with the prompt for this theme! Go check her out!

One last question— should I change the name of the story? I'm not sure. I don't make good titles...

Ah, anyway. I'm starting to name the chapters, so enjoy Involved!

-INVOLVED-

Link was hesitant about entering the bar. Zelda was right— he deserved to relax, especially after the events of just two days ago. He hadn't seen Telma in some time, however, so he was a bit afraid of how she'd react. Right now, he wanted nobody to touch him.

Then again, wasn't the Resistance meeting there still? He wasn't sure, but he couldn't see why they would have left. After all, he still owed them at least a thank you after they saved his life. He took a deep breath and followed Zelda inside.

Zelda, in an attempt to avoid being noticed in the busy streets, remained hidden under a black cloak. Only when they came inside did she push her hood away— she knew Telma well and was quite fond of her.

"Oh, Princess, hello!" Telma greeted her, curtsying from behind the counter. The Resistance members glanced toward the young Hero and Princess, quickly pushing back their chairs and bowing.

"Relax, relax," Zelda laughed. They all stood straight. "I'm just here with Link. Go on as normal." The group standing in the back room all looked to each other hesitantly, then nodded and walked toward the pair.

Shad greeted Link warmly. "Glad to see you, old chap!" he exclaimed. "We weren't sure where you went off to."

"I'd rather have not been there," he admitted with a nervous laugh. "Thank you, Shad."

"Oh- you mean for that thing back at the castle? I didn't do anything."

"Hey— did you not help them get in? Get to where I was? Nobody would've thought of the things you did."

Shad's face lit up. "You really think so?" Link nodded with an appreciative smile. Shad grinned widely, but then stepped back to allow the others a chance to speak.

"So you did pretty good, yeah?" Ashei's unmistakable voice rang out. She peered at him. "Ah, well, wouldn't have made it too far without us, would'ja?"

Link laughed. "Thank you, Ashei."

She shrugged. "It's what I do."

Auru was probably the most welcoming of them. "I knew you were something," he boasted. "I always knew."

"Hey, where's Rusl?" Link wondered aloud.

"Had to run back home," Ashei called from where she stood by the table without looking up. When did she get back there? "His wife had a baby scare."

"We've received word that she's fine," Telma explained as the Resistance walked back to their table. "He would just like to stay with her until the baby's born."

"That makes sense," Link mused. He looked to Zelda, and she offered him an encouraging smile.

"Well, come on, you two! Come sit and have a drink!" Link looked back at the group wistfully. They were discussing the up keeping of the area around Zora's Domain. Link decided to leave them be and sat with Zelda at the bar.

Zelda shed her hood and draped it across her lap. "Whew, it's nice to just sit for a minute."

Telma raised her eyebrows and examined the two. "Hmm," she murmured and got to work. "I've got some fresh milk delivered just this morning. Sorry, that's all I've got right now."

"That's fine, thank you," Zelda replied.

Telma set the two glasses down in front of them. She watched as they chatted lightly. "Well, I never imagined this," she interrupted. Both youth stopped and looked to Telma. "Zelda with a commoner. Though with that face, it wouldn't take much to grab anyone's attention," she added with a wink.

Links face grew hot as he felt his cheek flush. He looked at Zelda nervously. "No- no, she's not-"

"Oh, we're not involved," Zelda replied with a gentle laugh. "He saved my life. I like to think he is a friend of mine."

"Y-yes, of course," he stuttered.

"Oh, yes, of course. Friends." She winked at him again, then turned back to her dirty glassware, intending to wash it. "I don't see how any girl could just be 'friends' with someone like you, Link," she called back.

"What? Telma, we're not-"

"I do think it makes for a nice pair," she continued. "Your looks just complement each other. You're such a sweetheart, Zelda. How did you two meet, anyway?"

"Telmaaa-"

"It's okay, Link," Zelda whispered, resting a hand on his arm bracer. She chuckled amd looked to Telma, who was still rambling away. "It's Telma. There's no turning her opinion."

"Ah... you're probably right," Link agreed. He drank the last of the milk and sat back. "I wonder if she'll ever realize we're not-" he leaned close, whispering as if he were gossiping- "involved."

Zelda giggled. "Stop it, Link. You might start something."

"Here, you want me to tell you something else?" She turned her ear and leaned in closer. "I heard... the princess went to a bar!"

"Oh! How scandalous! Why, I must inform everyone at once! Let's see, I'll tell the girls at the parlor, then the ladies at the fountain..."

By that point, the two had erupted into laughter. Telma stopped her rant abruptly and watched them as they struggled to breathe. She rolled her eyes and returned to her work. "And they tell me I wouldn't have made a good love counselor," she muttered to herself.

Zelda and Link finally caught their breath and relaxed. Zelda glanced to him, however, and as they met each other's eyes, they burst into laughter again. It felt good to laugh. It comforted Link to think that Midna would've laughed, too. Midna would've wanted him to laugh. Right?

Of course she would, Link assured himself. But now's Zelda's time. Once the laughing spell was finished, Zelda smiled at him. She glanced to Telma, who stopped working and turned to them. "Are you sure you're not involved?"

"Oh, we're sure, Telma," Zelda said with a song-like lilt to her voice. She leaned over to Link's ear and whispered, impersonations to heavily affected Upper Class accent (even the Royals didn't speak that way!), "Real sure, dahling." They both began to laugh again.

Telma sighed and leaned back. "You two are way too much."