Spirits
"No no, NO!", the Doctor yelled, frantically waving his arms, "STOP!"
But Link didn't listen. The fat red beast in front of him slid to the ground, dead as he pulled his sword out of its side, turning to raise an eyebrow at the Doctor, who ran a hand through his messy hair in frustration and said, "You didn't have to kill it, you know."
Link shrugged, sheathed his sword, and continued walking as if what happened was completely normal, and the Doctor followed behind, throwing glances behind him at the spot where the beast had…well…exploded. "Is that normal here?" he asked, pointing at it, but Link only shrugged again, pushing plants aside and marching along. He was a bit irritated with the young boy's indifferent way of killing, but eventually let it go when he got a good look at the scenery of the woods, poking and prodding the many exotic plants with his sonic screwdriver. "This planet is marvelous!" he gushed as a Kikwi squirmed in its hiding place, rustling the tall grass patches around it. He looked up at the trees and their bizarre fruits, not noticing the upraised root in front of him, and he tripped over it, landing hard on his chest. Link turned around and struggled not to laugh at the sight of the Doctor gasping for air like a fish out of water, and as if that wasn't enough, one of the large, oddly-shaped fruits snapped off its branch and cracked open on his head as he tried to sit back up. Link couldn't restrain himself anymore; his sword clattered to the ground and he clutched his stomach, laughing hard for the first time since he lost Zelda. The Doctor rubbed his head groaning, then caught Link laughing at him, looked down at his coat (which was covered in bits of grass and chunks of fruit) and began to chuckle along with him, flicking his hands to get the fruit juice off. "Alright, alright," he said standing up again, "that was pretty funny I'll admit, but we should really keep moving if you're gonna find your friend, mate."
Link nodded, still laughing a little, and staggered down, picking up his sword. They both took deep breaths to contain themselves, and continued on in better spirits than before.
