The Life and Times of:Young Link Chapter 4: Dinner Cruise Part 1!, a super smash brothers fanfic

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Hylian Dragoness writes: Yay! Young Link is my favorite character. (I sometimes call him Y.L.) I think you hit the characterization right on the nosie. Woot!

My Response is: Characterization has a "nosie"? Oh well, glad you like it! Yay!

Ah, another great day at the Smash Mansion. Young Link was in his room, because it was too hot outside, listening to CD's and singing his hat off. Literally, it fell off his head.

"And they say that a hero can save us,

I'm not gonna stand here and wait.

I'll hold on to the wings of the eagles,

Watch as we all fly away..."

There was a knock at the door, and Young Link paused his song. He opened the door with a creak, and looked up at the face of Roy.

"Whaddya want, Roy?

The red-head warrior smirked. "Your older self's taking his princess on a dinner cruise, just thought you might want to know...they're in the lobby."

Young Link gasped, smiled mischievously, and darted past Roy. He ran fast as he could, and slid down the stair railing to the lobby, ducking behind a potted plant as soon as his foot touched the ground. There was not a sound coming from him as his older incarnation strolled past with a giggling Zelda in a pretty red dress. And when the coast was clear, he jumped into the open and scampered to a new hiding place. He almost made it, too...

"Hey! Mini-Me! You DO know what Zel and I are doing tonight, riiight?" Young Link froze mid run. "Uhhh...a dinner cruise?" Adult Link groaned. "How'd ya know?"

Young Link grinned. "Roy told me."

"Roy? Where is he? I need to pound him." Marth stepped into the lobby. Young Link pointed upstairs. And Marth was gone in a flash.

"Anyway, we can't find a baby-sitter for you, Mini-Me, so-"

"Whaat!" Young Link blurted. "Baby-sitter! I don't need one!"

Link continued,"...so we're going to have to bring you along, sorry."

Young Link gasped. He wasn't going to be hauled along so easily. Right now he really couldn't do much, except...

"Mini-Me!" Link looked over as his younger self feigned death.

"Mini-Me, stop faking." Young Link peeked out one eye, and sighed. It hadn't worked.

"Get changed. We're leaving soon." Link was in a tux, and Zelda was beside him, in a dark blue sparkly dress. Young Link staggered up and went to his room. He came back down in a suit like Link's.

"Alright, I've changed. Let's leave before I barf."

ON THE CRUISE

The food wasn't that bad. There was live music, too. But other than that, it was pretty boring. Young Link stood at the bow of the cruise ship, watching the waves being parted and falling into the wake of the boat. Then, there was a mysterious muffled noise coming from the wheel room...a sound that only Hylian ears could pick up... Young Link dashed up, and slid open the door cautiously. He didn't know why he was doing it, it must be instinct. He was the Hero of Time, or at least the younger version. What he saw would shock him forever... It was not how the captain was tied up, but who did it... It was a guy dressed like a giant piece of fruitcake, wielding a plastic butter knife.

Fruitcake Man took notice of the Hylian, and the door slammed shut behind our hero. Young Link was trapped! The man charged, swinging his plastic utensil wildly. The attack was easily evaded, but just as Young Link reached for his sword, he realized it wasn't there! He forgot it at the mansion! Bad day. Very bad day.

Fruitcake Man chased Young Link around that tiny room, each strike missing by a hair. Untill, finally, the man grabbed Young Link successfully! The fruitcake cackled menacingly. "You can't stop me, kid. Soon, I will have my revenge!"

Young Link was baffled. "Revenge?"

The man sighed. "You see, boy, this is no costume. It's an experiment gone horribly wrong. But soon, I shall have my revenge on the world for hating me so! The desert tonight is fruitcake, and whoever eats it will become like me! Mwuahahahahaha!"

Young Link gasped in horror, remembering that his older self and Zelda were on board. Eating supper. They would have desert, no doubt. And they would-no! That couldn't happen! Young Link squirmed around, trying to escape the iron grip of the fruitcake. But it seemed there was no hope, until, Young Link saw his sword across the room. How'd it get there! No matter. Young Link stretched and strained against his captor, stretching out his arm for the sword...

Got it! Young Link stabbed the man, and escaped his grip. He swung his blade, cutting the fruitcake into many tiny pieces. But just when victory seemed at hand...

"And for our dessert special tonight, we have fruitcake!" the waiter smiled enthusiastically. Link and Zelda both nodded, and the waiter took their menus.

FRUITCAKE FRENZY! And many questions, too! Will Link and Zelda eat the fruitcake and turn into fruitcake people? What about the battle? How did Young Link's sword get there? Review and find out! G'night, all!