Penny sat on her bed, trying to control the tears. Link, Link, Link, you love Link. Her brain seemed to be mocking her.
"Calm down, Penny," she told herself. "You've just had one too many lollipops."
But there was no denying how she felt. She loved him. How she longed to run her fingers through his gelled hair, to dance in the moonlight with her hands in his, to taste the sweet taste of his lips. She grabbed a sweet banana flavored sucker, but it didn't look appealing.
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Link knew he had to do it. It seemed impossible, but it was true. From the way she looked at him, he knew it would be tough. But he could do it. He had done it before.
He walked up to the Turnblads' door, knocking without missing a beat. Wilbur greeted him and called down Tracy.
"Hey, Link!" Tracy ran up and threw her arms around him. She tried to kiss him, but he pulled his face away.
"Tracy," Link said, taking her hands in his.
"Yes?"
"I-I have to tell you something."
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Penny sat on her porch swing a ten p.m. She had her curls hanging down and the dress from the pageant on, lost in thought. She heard footsteps and looked up.
"Link?" Penny said in disbelief. She stood up. "What are you doing here?"
His face was solemn. "I broke up with her."
Penny could hardly believe it. "W-with who?" she stuttered. She knew it was a stupid question.
"Tracy." Link sighed.
"W-why?" Penny's curls cascaded onto her shoulders.
"I'm in love with someone else." Link's face didn't seem like the famous face you'd see on TV. It looked like a grown man's, expression full yet empty.
Penny was afraid to ask who. She had a feeling she knew, though. "Amber?"
"Nope."
"Shelley?"
"No. Hey, we never got to finish our dance." Link grabbed Penny's hands and slow danced into the night. Penny giggled until Link pulled his face closed to hers. "Me?" she asked him softly.
"Yeah..." Link trailed off and kissed Penny's lips. They were soft, yet full, and tasted like lollipops. They broke away. Penny kissed him back.
They knew how wrong this was, but they couldn't stop. It was like an invisible string connecting them together. Tracy would hate them, Seaweed would hate them, Amber would hate them and Penny would pinch herself later for the naughtiness but it was impossible to let go. She loved him, and he loved her.
Nothing would ever change that.
