Cue the music!

*I'm BACK IN BLACK! I've hit the sack! I betcha know, I'm glad to be back, yes I'm let loose, from the noose, that's had me hangin' about-*

'kay, that's enough. Anyways, I'm so sorry this has taken so long! In a show of my remorse, I've decided to make this chappie much longer than the others. Hope you like!

DISCLAIMER: I don't own Zelda, "Electric Eye" by Judas Priest, or "Painkiller" by Judas Priest.

-JG

"EH?" Zelda cried, shocked.

Kae sighed. "Yes, Zelda, school. Sometimes, you DO have to go. After all, education is mildly necessary to go anywhere in life."

"Not true," Link interjected. "For example, I'm gonna be a rock legend, so school becomes obsolete."

Kae looked at him owlishly for a while. After a pregnant pause, he said, "…But do you have a band?"

Link sighed, "No. No, I don't."

Kae replied, "So, by going to school, you might be able to find one… Riiiiiight?" Link nodded, successfully trounced. Kae, satisfied, continued, "There's a reason for you to go… Do you have a girlfriend?"

Link hung his head. "Nope."

Kae triumphantly said, "Reason two!" Link sighed again, and Kae continued rambling, "Reason number three-"

"Okay, okay, I get it!" Link cut him off. Kae grinned, reveling in his victory.

"So, dad," Zelda cut in, "Since we're going back to school, will we need new stuff?"

Kae's grin became a little wider. "Yep, and you know what that means…"

Zelda's face broke into a huge grin. "Trip to the factory?" She asked hopefully.

Kae nodded, "Trip to the factory." Link was extremely confused. A factory? Why would they visit a factory, of all places? Kae broke into his thoughts and dismissed the two teens with, "okay, now go play music and stuff."

Zelda and Link retired to Link's quarters. Link got out Black Beauty, and started warming up while Zelda sat herself on his bed. As he was warming up, Link turned on his iPod dock and asked, "So, what's this about a factory?"

Zelda explained, "A friend of dad's owns a ginormous business chain, and he built a factory nearby. He invited us once, and offered to sell his stuff for 25% the original price. Not 25% off, mind you. 75% off, I guess. So, now we just go over there every year before school starts.

Link nodded. "Okay, guess that makes sense. So all those kids from the mall last week, do they…" He trailed off and focused on the solo he was playing. It was "Electric Eye", a song by Judas Priest. Zelda jokingly imitated headbanging as he was playing. Link, although having shorter hair, chuckled and showed her how it was done. As he started playing a difficult section, he began to bang his head in true metalhead fashion. Zelda, trounced, turned his iPod dock off.

Link stopped his playing abruptly, and gasped. Zelda replied, "Yeah. I did it. So, what were you gonna ask me?"

Link's eyes lit up as he remembered. "Oh yeah, does everybody from the mall last week go to our school?"

Zelda giggled, "Well, I hope not, some of them were well into their 60's!"

Link gave her a look that said, Really? "I'm pretty sure you knew what I meant…"

Zelda nodded thoughtfully, "Yeah, I did… Just like to mess with your head." She poked his head, and he protested. She chuckled a little, then continued, "But yeah, they do. Mikau and Darmani actually live just a few blocks from here. You could walk there if you wanted…"

Link looked at her oddly. "They… Live together, then?"

Zelda giggled again. "Nah, just next door to each other." Link nodded to show his understanding, and went back to playing Black Beauty.

Link then asked, "So could you give me their address and phone number sometime?"

Zelda replied, "Yeah, sure, why not?" Link nodded, satisfied. Zelda, meanwhile, was looking through Link's iPod. She asked him, "So, can you play…. THIS?" She turned the iPod dock back on, and Link heard drums. Drums, drums, pounding away like a machine gun at 60 bullets per second. It then automatically slowed down to 2 bps, as Link helped himself to a blazing lead guitar riff, the one from "Painkiller" by Judas Priest. The lead vocalist came in, practically screaming the high-pitched lyrics of the song. It continued like this until he reached the bridge, where Link brought it up a key. All was going well… Until he reached the solo, where Link was hard-pressed to keep up with the expert guitarist on the track, and made many mistakes, growing more aggravated with each mistake he made. He sighed in disappointment and aggravation, and turned the iPod dock off.

"So," Link said in a serious tone, "You found my one weakness." He advanced, and Zelda would have felt mildly threatened if not for the laughter in his eyes. Then, he stopped, right in front of Zelda. He spun 180 degrees and plopped down on the bed, right beside her. He then promptly started tickling her to death, saying, "Whatcha gonna do about it huh? HUH?"

Zelda, tears in her eyes, replied, "I… haha… think that the question should... haha… be what you're gonna do about it!" Zelda hopped off the bed, and said, "I think the answer is… Practice your measly green arse off!"

Link rolled his eyes, and replied sarcastically, "Oh, I NEVER would've thought of THAT." He got onto his knees, confusing Zelda, and began to bow down to her. "All hail, great queen of the obvious! Her powers of observation are second to none, and her speaking skills are unmatched!"

Zelda, having seen enough, kicked him in the kneecap playfully. "Kay, that's enough, slave. Now, go do something… productive."

"But, your Highness! I need your keen powers of observation so you can tell me what needs to be done!" Link protested jokingly.

Giggling, Zelda answered, "Well… ummm… I don't really know, clean the toilet or something."

Link, apparently, had had enough of the oppression. "REVOLUTION!"

Zelda, ever the obvious, cried, "Oh no! There's a revolution!" Her gaze turned thoughtful, "Maybe we should tell them to go away… Nah."

Link, bored of the games, jumped on his bed and asked, "So what's this about a factory?"

Zelda, coming back into character, replied, "Oh, that's just something that came up. A good friend of the family owns a factory where they literally create school equipment. You can- no joke- ask them for ANYTHING, and they'll make it… As long as it involves bags, books or pencils, of course."

Link nodded. "Of course."

"AND, the owner, in a nice manner, allowed us to have it for 75% off!" At Link's blank expression, she added, "Hey, that's a lot of money we save."

Link's eyes slowly closed, and he fell onto his bed, snoring. Zelda shook her head, and chuckled, "Maybe I should've told him about the "Bring-a-friend" policy..." She thought a little longer, then shook her head, smirking. "Naaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah." She left his room, and prepared to go to sleep.

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At approximately 11:19:49 AM the next morning, Zelda came into Link's room and tried to wake the sleeping dragon. "Hey, Link!" She yelled as she shook his shoulder hard, "LIIIIINKKKKKK!" bored, she reared back… and punched his arm. Hard.

"GAH!" Link shot up, shouting in pain. He turned eyes of deepest hatred towards his surrogate sister. He growled, "That… Was my bad arm…"

Zelda, giggling, said, "Yeah, well, we're going to the factory in about, oh… She looked at her watch. "20 minutes?" She winked at him. "Best get ready."

Link was staring blankly at Zelda, until the words finally sank in. His eyes widened, and he turned towards the sky. "UUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUU-"

Zelda covered his mouth, effectively silencing his crescendo. "No cursing! Jeez! Oh, and Tetra's coming too." She smirked as his facial expressions went from shock, to surprise, to betrayal, before finally settling on fear.

"Oh, no…" He whispered. This is gonna be a looooong trip…

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Tetra shoved Link forward, ignoring his whine of protest. "Look, kid, you freakin' sat in the car, being a silent recluse, while me and Zelda were chattin' away. Could ya have made a better impression?" He put her face up into his. "So why don't you just DEAL WITH IT!"

"Tetra, I'm gonna be honest here. I'm pretty sure I'm older than you… Are you older than Yami?"

Tetra shook her head, bemused. "No, why?"

Link grinned, victorious. "Cuz I am, which makes me older than you, meaning you can't call me kid."

Tetra shook her head again, but this time, it was out of aggravation, not confusion. "And yet, ya still act WAY more like a kid than me, which means I can still call you kid."

Link wouldn't go down that easily, however. "And yet, I have a vaster vocabulary, such as the word 'IMMATURITY'. Ever heard of it?"

Tetra pushed him jokingly, and replied, "Well, well, well, looks like we got a little Einstein on our hands here." She noticed something off to the side, and grabbed it. It was a backpack, a beautiful royal blue, with a boat's steering wheel stitched onto the front, colored brown. "I like this one!" She announced, then turned to Link. "You know," she stated conversationally, "You should probably get one too. Start of a new school year and all."

Link nodded. "Yeah, probably should, huh?" He pulled a face when he saw the remaining backpacks; they were either pink, brown or purple, his three least favorite colors! "These are disgusting colors, though… Where are the green ones?" he asked Tetra.

Tetra shrugged. "Hell if I know, but maybe we can ask that guy." She pointed to a random worker, who looked their way, and Tetra dragged Link over to the guy. "Hey, I'm Tetra, and this guy-" Link raised his hand- "Is Link. We're looking for some-" She looked over at Link with a questioning gaze.

"Green," Link put in helpfully.

"Right, green backpacks. Any idea where they are…" She looked at his nametag. "Jonathan?"

The worker, whom we now know as Jonathan, nodded, smiling, and led them over to a section of wall dedicated to just green backpacks. Link looked them over, and chose a simple one, forest green and medium size. He turned to Jonathan, and asked, "Is there any way I can get something stitched onto here?"

Jonathan nodded, and asked, "What colors do you want? Blue? Yellow? Red?"

Link scratched the back of his head, and chuckled, "Nah, just black, thanks."

Jonathan brightened up, and led him over into what appeared to be a sewing machine. "So," he asked, "What is it that you want?"

Link answered automatically, "Just a black Gibson SG guitar. That'd be awesome."

Jonathan smiled, "Okay! Can do!" and got to work. In a few moments, the factory worker had finished the design, and Link found it to be quite impressive, so he paid the man a few extra bucks.

Tetra looked at the design, bemused. "What's the deal with that?"

Link grinned. "Why, that's my guitar. She goes by Black Beauty. I'll show you when we get back to the house." Then he looked around. "Hey, where'd Zelda go?"

Tetra laughed. "Well, we'd sure better go find her, huh?"

Link grinned. Maybe Tetra wasn't so bad after all.

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All in all, it was a pretty good day, Link thought to himself. Zelda came in earlier, modeling her new backpack. Yep… She was modeling her BACKPACK. It was just a simple purple backpack, nothing too flashy, but nothing too shabby either. Tetra stole his iPod on the way home, causing him to actually have to talk to them! Of course, it wasn't all that bad, Link was just overreacting… But anyways, as they came home, Link played his guitar for Zelda and Tetra, which actually- believe it or not- Impressed Tetra! Anyways, so that brings us to where we are now, with a satisfied Link hitting the hay.

His sleep would be plagued, however, with dreams… And not of the good kind…

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