The remaining four sat at the table looking around. The only adults they knew just left them all alone in a club. They weren't kids, yeah, but they were still as dumb as babies in the real world. And now they have to sit in a club for three hours?

Link was fine with the situation, since he was known to like a little excitement. Zelda would most likely cry if somebody approached her, and Mipha would faint. Revali was somewhat knowledgeable on what to do and not to do, but his attitude usually got him in trouble anyways.

Link was the first to stand up after long silence. He stretched out his hand for Mipha, signaling for her to come too. Mipha was slightly hesitant, but took it. They headed for the dance floor hand in hand. Now that left Zelda and Revali. Revali didn't waste anytime getting his point across to Zelda. "Listen here, princess," Zelda didn't appreciate him using Urbosa's nickname for her, but ignored it. She was slightly interested in the walking ego's plans. "I plan on getting out of here, and I'd like if you didn't stall my plans." Zelda's eyes lit up when she got an idea. "Well, Revali, I too do not want to overstay my welcome. I'd be happy to even assist with your plan." Revali looked slightly confused at her claim, but allowed her to help. Zelda leaned in to a whisper. "So, what's the plan?"

Link dragged Mipha to the dance floor, whether she liked it or not. He knew he was being selfish, but Mipha was way too good a dancer to pass up on the opportunity. Mipha halted for a second. Link looked back at her. "Um.. I don't think I can do this Link.." Mipha softly said. She looked a bit sad too, almost like she would cry, but at the same time she looked happy. Yes, she wanted to dance with him, but she was scared of all the strangers around. Link put a hand on her shoulder and smiled. That was what he'd do whenever he wanted to reassure her everything was alright. And reassure her he did. Mipha smiled. "I guess I can give it a try." Link beamed and did a small fist pump, making Mipha giggle. They set out for the dance floor once more.

Urbosa and Daruk's first stop was the bar. Yes, Urbosa was supposed to drive everybody home, but she knew that at least 3 of those kids knew how to drive. As the pairing approached the bar, a familiar voice called out Urbosa's name. Urbosa looked back and saw an old friend of hers running up to her waving. "It's been a long time, Urbosa!" She had dark purple hair tied up into a long slim ponytail, wore a fancy black skin-tight dress, and was about one inch shorter than Urbosa. Urbosa waved back and laughed. "Not long enough, my friend!"

Daruk looked at the interaction between the two. Did they know each other? Urbosa put her hands on her hips then looked at Daruk. "Daruk, this is my old friend Minaldy. Minaldy, Daruk." The two shook hands and said their hellos. Minaldy laughed. "How about we get some drinks and catch up on old times?"

Zelda and Revali stood up and decided to, after much arguing, set their compromised plan in action. "Alright, just like we went over, I'll look for exits on the left side of the bar, and you look on the right. After that, we'll find the least guarded one, regroup, and get out of this terrible place." Zelda nodded in agreement with Revali's statement, then both set out. After twenty minutes of "excuse me's", "sorry's", and "get out of my way's", Revali and Zelda met back up as planned. Both looked disheveled and were panting. They sat down.

"You find anything?" Revali exhaled, clearly tired from so much running around. "No, you?" Zelda tried calming her breathing, taking a few minutes. Revali put a hand over his forehead and sighed at their failure. "No." Zelda leaned, resting her head on one of her hands. Revali stood up and yelled. "The sheer amount of low-life's here makes me want to gag! I couldn't even find an exit!" This turned some heads, but they didn't stare long. Zelda just nodded her head.

Urbosa, Daruk, and Minaldy all ordered drinks. As told, they caught up on old times. Daruk listened intently, hoping to learn a thing or two about Urbosa's friend. Minaldy gulped down the last of her drink, then ordered another one.

"So, Urbosa, what brings you here this fine evening?" Urbosa laughed.

"It's 10:10. I brought some of my friends here to relax. The poor things looked too stressed lately."

Minaldy suddenly perked up, wanting to hear more about Urbosa's so called friends. The last time she saw her, she was beating up her 'friend', so she wanted to know just who Urbosa kept around her nowadays. "Must have tough jobs, huh?" Minaldy asked. Urbosa shook her head. "Oh no, they're still in college, too young and inexperienced for any jobs they're aiming for."

Minaldy looked extremely confused. "Are they old enough to be here then?" Urbosa laughed loudly, pounding her hand on the bar table. She may have had a few too many drinks now. "They don't even know how to interact with people, much less be able to enter a club!" Minaldy looked at Urbosa with a concerned expression. She thought about saying how stupid and dangerous that was, but sipped her drink.

Link and Mipha reached the dance floor now. Link grabbed both of Mipha's hands and twirled her into the crowd. After some awkward movement, they started laughing and prancing around. People started staring, impressed. Some people clapped. Mipha was good, very good. Link was good too, but not like Mipha. The two danced together, unaware of staring eyes. They looked extremely happy, as if they hadn't done something like this with each other in forever. And they hadn't.

Mipha was cheerfully twirling around gracefully, when she bumped into a large figure. The man turned around and yelled at her. "Watch it, whore!"

Mipha froze up, tears forming in her eyes. She started stuttering, trying to say sorry, but all that came out were hitched breathes. Link noticed the situation, and rushed up next to Mipha. Link rubbed Mipha's back trying to calm her, then looked towards the tall man. He quickly signed sorry to the man, but it didn't get through to him. "Who let these kids in here anyway?!" The man's speech was slurred, and he sounded like he had way too many drinks. Now people were staring, not impressed, but amused. Some people pulled out their phones and started recording. The man pulled back his fist, and got ready to swing at Mipha.

As you can probably tell by now, I have no idea what I'm doing. I'm only 14, after all. I also just wanted to make this story as a way of entertaining my mind. So it's definitely not gonna be perfect, and I probably won't try to fix it, but hey it's something.