Where is that last freaking bird! Fairy Boy thought to himself, it went over here didn't it! Then WHERE IN DIN'S FIREY BUTT DID IT GO!" At Lon Lon Ranch, Malon had invited him to stay for a nice homecooked meal with her, Talon, and Ingo, after of which her father offered to play a game with him.

In their cucco house, where Talon spent most of his time, he selected three "special" cuccos, throw them into the mix of fowls, and asked his daughter's friend to find each one within a thirty second time limit, or he'd start over. Those thirty seconds had quickly turned into thirty minutes, time growing like the frustration was etched into Fairy Boy's face. He discovered that they almost always stayed in one spot, which made things easier. He thought he had spotted the final cucco brooding in a corner when-

"Oh ho! Time's up, you were close that time!" Talon cut in, much to the aggravation of the forest child, "You know you're really intent on this game. I'm not gonna think you're wimpy or anything for not finishing it, you know."

"It's fine, I think I got it this time," he replied, he WOULD finish this game. It was an insult to his pride. If he couldn't find a stupid bird in a time limit, how could he save Hyrule, if that blabbering owl was talking about was right? How could he face Saria? She watched him leave in an effort to avenge the Deku Tree, only to be defeated by a bloody cucco? No! He will FINISH THIS!

As Talon held up the feathery demons, Fairy Boy readied himself, "Ready? Set? GO!" The "special" cuccos flew in several different directions. They tended to blend in to the other cuccos, but sometimes they had a different quirk: they tended to flutter their wings a bit more than the rest when someone approached, a fact that Fairy Boy took an embarrassingly long time to figure out.

Finally, he cornered the last evil creature of Hell and wasted no time tackling it for glory. The forest child stood up and beamed at his accomplishment, he had caught the cucco, the last freaking cucco! It was over, his journey can begin, only now can Hyrule start to be saved! He stood up on a box held the devil bird high above his head, grinning like the proud idiot he was.

"Well, well, well! You've done it! Good job, boy!" Talon congratulated, "Now I think you should have a reward! What should be now... How'd ya like to marry Malon?"

At this Fairy Boy slipped and fell off his glory box right on his rump, looking up at Talon while blushing furiously.

"Ah haha! You know I was joking, you don't have to marry my girl!" Talon laughed, "I think I have something else you can have, though." He reached inside a crate behind him and pulled out a bottle emblazoned with the Lon Lon brand label. "Here, you can have some Lon Lon Milk, on the house, you can even keep the bottle!"

"Oh... thanks," Fairy Boy said, looking relieved if not slightly dissappointed, "I'm really grateful, thank you."

"You deserved it. It looked like a lot of hard work from my perspective." It was a lot of work, and frustrating, but both his irritation and his pride from the game had worn off at the prospect of him marrying Malon. What if Talon hadn't been joking? He wasn't sure if he was entirely opposed to the idea...