His eyes darted to his bedroom door as he noticed something odd. There was a light filling the room.

Curious (Although he mentally scolded himself), he walked to the door and saw a strange- looking man sitting on top of large amounts of fruit and cloth. The man turned towards him. Although he didn't open his eyes, Ganon couldn't help but feel like the man was staring at him.

"Welcome," the man announced after a short moment of silence. "I am the ghost of Christmas present," the man exclaimed, picking up an apple and examining it.

Ganon stepped forward. "Hello spirit."

The spirit looked to him. His unblinking eyes settled on him. "My name's Olimar, and I'm here to help you."

"Wh-where are we going, spirit," Ganon asked, slightly shivering.

"Well. We'll visit someone who interacts with almost daily," Olimar explained.

Ganon stood silently as he felt himself shrink. Olimar grabbed the man and placed him on a strange carrot-like creature.

"So who are we visiting, exactly," Ganon asked, holding onto the stalk of the carrot creature.

"Why, we're visiting Link Cratchit," Olimar explained, slightly smiling.

The carrots chirped as they arrived in front of a giant door. Olimar grabbed the carrots and placed them in the window. He phased them through the glass.

Now Ganon could hear and see the people in front of him.

There were two children laughing and playing in the room. They smiled as they ran around. The mother looked at the children and sighed. "Do you know where your father is," Zelda asked, stirring a large pot.

The little girl stopped running. "He was walking with Tiny Toon," Aryll explained.

The boy nodded. "Yeah," Young Link agreed.

They resumed their game of running around the table.

Ganon covered his ears. The red carrot smacked him with it's leaf. Ganon grumbled and resumed watching.

The door opened. Cold air rushed inside the small and shabby house. Link walked inside the room with a small and more stylized version of himself on his shoulder.

Zelda smiled. " You're just in time! Dinner's ready," she said, gesturing to the seats.

Link placed Toon onto a nearby chair. Once the children and Link sat down, Zelda opened the oven to reveal a small bird. She placed it on the table. Link smiled at his wife. "The goose looks good, Zel, but I do wish that they might one day eat turkey." Link began to cut the goose when Toon began a coughing fit.

Ganon turned to his right side. "Olimar, what's wrong with the boy," he asked. Worry filled his voice.

Olimar sighed. "There are far too many to count."

Toon smiled as a piece of the bird was set on his plate.

"What happens to the boy?"

"In the future, I see a seat empty and a crutch without an owner."

Ganon gasped and shook his head.

"In other words, if these shadows are not rid of, the child will die," Olimar explained.

Silent, Ganon turned back to the family. Link stood up with a cup in his hand. "I'd like to dedicate this dinner to my boss, Ganon Scrooge."

Zelda scoffed. "You dedicate this wonderful dinner to that awful man? You have too much kindness. If he were here now, I would send the children up to their rooms so me and him could have a long talk."

"Zel...," Link said.

"Whatever. To Mr. Scrooge, the greediest man I've ever had the displeasure of knowing."

"To Mr. Scrooge," the children repeated.

The surrounding room faded away. Ganon suddenly stood before a giant figure. It was shrouded in darkness and wore a black hood.

"A-are you the ghost of Christmas yet to come," Ganon asked meekly.

The figure pointed to a grave.

"Spirit?"

The grave was covered in snow. It had a small cluster of flowers on the grave. Nearby, Link stood. His face was red and puffy, like he was crying. He was dressed in all black and held an umbrella, most likely to shield himself from the snow. However, he held it to the side. He didn't seem to care about the cold. Link rubbed his eyes and kneeled at the grave.

"So, Tiny Toon, I visited the park today. It was a beautiful sight. The lake froze over and created a great place to skate. Children were creating snowmen and having snowball fights. I hoped that you would be able to join in... at some point in your life," Link muttered.

He dug in the snow around the grave and placed his umbrella there. He positioned the umbrella over the grave.

"I don't want you to freeze," Link said as he got up. He walked away, heartbroken.

"Oh spirit! Are these events certain? If the shadows were to be altered, could the child be saved?"

The figure didn't answer, but pointed to a nearby grave. It was covered in snow and looked new. There were no flowers sitting on the grave.

"Spirit! Please answer me," Ganon pleaded, turning his attention away from the grave for a moment.

The imposing figure once again pointed to the grave. The air around Ganon chilled. Ganon walked to the grave and turned back to the figure.

"Please, answer me," Ganon repeated.

The figure waved his hand. Part of the snow melted away, revealing the first letter of a name.

"G"

"No spirit," Ganon shrieked. The figure erased more snow.

"Ga"

"Please! Stop this!" Once again, the spirit erased more snow.

"Gano"

Ganon shook his head, repeating the word 'no'. The figure erased the snow so Ganon could see the name.

"Ganon Scrooge"

"Oh spirit! I have learned! I will do good for the world! I will keep Christmas in my heart! Please spirit," Ganon pleaded.

Fire surrounded Ganon. He closed his eyes and screamed.

"Spirit! Please spirit, don't do this!"

Darkness consumed his vision.

Villager widened his eyes. "D-did he die? If he did I'm gonna cry!"

Rosalina shook her head. "No my child. The spirit wasn't very... mild."

And done! Next chapter will end it. I would like to say that I'll add another story later, but I won't. I hope you guys liked it! Bye guys!