Groaning and opening my eyes, I could see that it was morning. Well, duh, Zelda; of course it's morning. What other time of day is after night? I then rolled out of bed and headed to the bathroom, flipping on the light switch upon entering. The outfit I had placed on a shelf near the shower was fine, and I pulled the forest green shirt over my head. Next, I made sure to pull on my pair of light wash jeans and brush my hair and teeth.

I was so excited – Today was going to be a good day; I could tell. I had a lesson with Impa at 7:00 that night, and I couldn't wait to show her my latest composition. There was also a possibility that Mr. Ghirahim wouldn't be returning to school, and who wouldn't be happy about that?

I was actually so stoked that I completely forgot the events of the previous day, a snow day. Groose had been annoying, and I had freaking kissed Link! How in Hyrule was I supposed to play off that at school? Thankfully, I had forgotten about that, otherwise, I wouldn't have stepped a foot out of my shared bedroom with Mid.

Shortly after I had finished fixing my hair and pulling it into a ponytail, I stepped out of the bathroom and allowed Midna entrance. She was grumbling and muttering under her breath to my amusement, probably still upset that we had school today. Regardless, I walked down the stairs to the kitchen where I found Aileen busy making breakfast. She looked fairly chipper this morning, though I wasn't sure why. She wasn't a morning person, and neither was Dawson so I was slightly confused.

"Good morning, Zelda," Aileen greeted happily.

Raising a brow, I began to set the table, "Good morning, Aileen. Is there any special reason as to why you're so excited?" I questioned, trying not to drop the stack of plates I was carrying.

"Well, Dawson and I have an announcement to make before the family so I can't say yet," Aileen said, flipping the pancakes cheerfully.

OK, this was weird.

Eventually, Midna and Dawson joined us, Zant five minutes after them. Then we prayed over our food, and Aileen exchanged glances with Dawson. As if we all didn't catch that. They were really bad at being secretive.

Clearing his throat, Dawson began tucking in the food on his plate while speaking. "Alright, guys – We have an exciting announcement for you all. Aileen?" he gestured to Aileen, unable to speak further because his mouth was full.

"Yes, so what Dawson's trying to say is that we've been thinking about this for a while now, and we've finally come to a decision, that is – if it's OK with Zelda," she said, glancing at me briefly. "So, we wanted to ask you, Zelda – Do you enjoy living here with us?"

My food just about fell out of my mouth. What… "Yes, I do – very much so," I said, nodding eagerly.

Dawson let out a relieved sigh. "Alright, that's good. Would you like your stay to become more… I don't know… permanent?"

Was he saying what I thought he was saying? If my jaw wasn't already on the table by then, it was now. "What do you mean by permanent?" I questioned, not even daring to hope.

"As in – Do you want to live with us as a family – together – forever?" Aileen added.

Midna and Zant looked completely shocked and flabbergasted. "Seriously?" they asked at the same time as I did. We all stared at each other in disbelief.

"We've been thinking about contacting an adoption agency to make sure that your future is secure, Zelda," Dawson stated gravely.

I was so surprised and exhilarated that I squealed softly. "Seriously?" I repeated excitedly.

"Yes, Zelda," Aileen nodded. "We want you to be a permanent member of this family; we love you as we do Midna and Zant, and we want to be your family."

Midna snickered, "She said my name first."

Rolling his eyes, Zant kicked her from under the table, "Shut up."

Ignoring the two of them, I could feel my eyes begin to sparkle. "Are you guys sure? I mean, this will be long-term, right?"

"I would hope so, Zelda. As we said, we want to be your family – permanently. Or even at least until your parents can pull themselves and their lives together, though at this point, I doubt they will," Dawson responded.

I was touched deeply, "Dawson – Aileen, I don't know what to say except – Thank you. I'm so grateful, and I would love to be a part of your family."

Aileen breathed in deeply, sighing in relief once more, "Alright – Now that that's taken care of, I believe you kids better skedaddle off to school." She heaped more food onto Dawson's plate before gesturing to the door.

Thankfully, Midna and I were both done, and we placed our dishes in the sink. Heading to the door, we exit carefully while putting on our furry winter coats, mindful of all the snow piled up because of the snow plows that came through yesterday.

"You're gonna be my sis soon!" Midna exclaimed. "This is so exciting! I've always wanted a sister, y'know – But all I had was Zant." She stuck out her tongue at the last part, rolling her eyes at the thought of her older brother.

I smiled brightly. "I'm so glad, though. My parents will always have a place in my heart, but they just haven't been there for me recently. I mean, I want them to change, but I don't think it's possible. There's always the chance that they'll try to take you guys to court, though – They only seem to love me when I'm gone."

"Well," Midna began before pausing for a few seconds, "You won't have to worry about them anymore, and we'll be here for you – always. Family is forever, and you're now a part of our family."

Continuing our walk through the slightly slushy snow, we try to avoid falling; naturally, I had a few almost mishaps, but I managed to catch myself just in time. I was surprised because, normally, I just ended up falling anyway. We finally made it to school where Malon was waiting for us eagerly. "ZELDA HAIDEN!" she screamed. "MIDNA WILLOUGHBY!"

"MALON RIDGEWAY!" we yelled back, rolling our eyes in unison playfully. Did Malon always have to feel the need to announce our full names to the whole student body every day?

"Oh, and, Zel?" Midna said, "I'm gonna have cheerleading practice with Mal after school in the gym so you may wanna just go straight home because we may be a while."

Nodding, I agreed, "Maybe Zant can just pick me up," I suggested jestingly.

"Good luck with that," Midna snorted.

"Guys!" Malon waved us over feverishly, grinning widely. "I have news!" she squealed. "News that Zelda will be especially happy about – along with Sheik."

Quirking a brow curiously, I waited for her to continue silently.

"Mr. Ghirahim has been fired!" she announced triumphantly as we finally stood beside her.

Immediately, I was flooded with a sense of relief – a) because I hated algebra, and it could go die for all I cared, and b) because Mr. Ghirahim was just plain creepy. "Seriously? This day is just full of surprises, isn't it?"

"Wait – Mr. Ghirahim was fired?" Sheik's hopeful voice spoke up from behind me.

I turned around to face him, "Apparently so – Now we don't have to risk certain death by humiliation next algebra period."

Sheik nodded, his eyes widening, "Gosh – I can't believe it took him this long to get fired; he's so darn creepy and disturbing that I refuse to believe that he hadn't tried to creep other students out."

"I mean, he tried to get me to propose to Malon – I doubt anything can get any creepier than that," Link chuckled from behind me.

My eyes shot open, and I found myself dashing away from Malon, Midna, Sheik, and now Link. I just couldn't – not after that kiss. Why had I come to school? Now I was going to face certain death by humiliation. What was he going to do? Was he going to ignore it? Was he going to tell me that he doesn't like me in that way? Was he going to ignore me? My overactive imagination went into overdrive, and my mind was flooded with a ton of hypothetical scenarios, all of them involving me being embarrassed or hurt in some way shape or form.

Dashing straight to my locker once inside the building, I tried to avoid Link as much as possible. Soon, I found that I couldn't slow myself down and had lost complete control of my bod as it slammed into the locker. That seriously hurt – badly.

"Hey, Zelda…" a voice said, trying to sound smooth and suave.

Oh, gosh. Not him. Anybody but him…

"What do you want, Groose?" I questioned, rolling my eyes and reorganizing the books in my locker. Maybe if I just pretended as though I was busy he would leave me alone. No such luck, though, with Groose.

"You," he said simply, his amber eyes totally creeping me out as he leaned on my locker.

I began to sputter and cough at this, choking on some spit at the back of my throat – Really smooth, Zelda. I wasn't sure if I could respond to that.

Then, Groose placed his two hands on each of my sides, blocking any way of escape as he tried to push himself on me. What in Hyrule? No one stopped in the hallway, and I found myself in a very sticky situation. I attempted to push him off me but to no avail. He was just too big and strong – and not in an attractive way.

"Seriously, Groose?! Again?! Freaking again?!" someone exclaimed – Sheik. "How many times do I have to subdue you?"

Wait – What?

Sheik suddenly took Groose's arm and snapped it backward, twisting it. Then, I felt myself being dragged backward in Link's arms – What was going on? I was so terribly confused and was slightly annoyed at being saved. Why couldn't he just have left me with Groose to try to save myself? I then chided myself for being so ridiculous. They were saving me, and I was being picky about how and who rescued me.

I watched with horrified eyes as Sheik began performing these moves that caused Groose to scrunch up his neck and screw his eyes shut – It must have been painful because I had never seen Groose like that before. I was so caught up with watching the fight unfold that I had forgotten that Link was still holding me securely.

"Are you alright?" Link questioned, his concerned blue orbs searching me carefully.

I shrugged before going to help Sheik, "I'm fine, but Sheik won't be if we don't stop him. We can't have him suspended or something for violence – that would also go on his record or something like that, right?"

Nodding his head slightly, Link motioned for one of his football buddies to try to break the fight apart. While the two seemed pretty evenly matched as far as height, weight, build, and speed, it was clear that Sheik was the more skilled out of the two of them. He just seemed to be more experienced in the whole fighting thing; Groose was just flailing his arms about wildly, hoping to get a hit in. It was almost funny to watch.

From there, I slipped into the crowd, closing my locker door and escaping the madness I had started in the first place along with Groose. I headed to homeroom quickly and got an odd feeling of déjà vu. Hadn't this already happened before? It had – I remembered that day well. I had changed so much since then – I was no longer timid and afraid, and I had made more friends since then.

Midna was my friend, and we had met under the oddest of circumstances, including Mr. Ghirahim, Malon, and a bunch of other cheerleaders; I had promptly dropped out of cheerleading after that incident, by the way.

I hated my seat – why was my last name Haiden? Why could it have been anything else but that name? WHY?! Now I was stuck next to Groose for the next fifteen minutes of my life – I wasn't gonna make it…

Speaking of Groose… He stepped into the doorway, striking an arrogant pose with his hands on his hips. Sheik and Link appeared a bit behind him, and I braced myself for an argument. Oh boy. Sheik seemed very annoyed, but he controlled his emotions well. If I didn't know him at all, I would have guessed that he was just a very blank-faced person. I endured the next fifteen of Groose showing me how strong his muscles were by flexing with Link smoldering silently in front of me.

I knew for sure that I was annoyed, and I noticed that Sheik breathed in deeply several times before keeping a close eye on me and Groose.

My first class was ancient Hylian history. This was my favorite class, a place where I could debrief – a place where I knew I was safe. Mr. Rauru was always very kind, and I trusted him. I could tell him anything and know that I had his confidence.

Thankfully, I made it to that class without any interruption and slid into my seat next to Tetra. She was acting slightly odd, but I just supposed that that was how Tetra was. She always was silent except when around Dark, Link's doppelganger. There were also those that she called her "crew": Senza, Gonzo, Nudge, Mako, Zuko, and Niko. They referred to her as "captain," and she referred to Dark as her "first mate." They were a kinda weird bunch, but I paid them no mind – Tetra was honestly one of my only classmates I could really call a friend.

"How are you today, Zelda?" Mr. Rauru asked, not unkindly as he walked around the room while everyone got settled.

I winced, very confused, mostly emotionally. "Can we talk after class? I mean, I don't know if you have the time, but I really could use some form of guidance and/or advice."

Mr. Rauru nodded easily, "Most certainly, Zelda. I don't have a class next period so if you don't mind, I'll just send your next teacher a note explaining where you are."

Sighing in relief, I agreed, "Thank you so much, Mr. Rauru."

"Anytime, Zelda," he reassured me before walking back to his desk.

Tetra raised a brow, absently tracing and retracing the Triforce symbol on her binder. "Zelda, how would you like to go play laser tag with me and the crew tomorrow – if you're not busy, that is. The football gang and my own crew are going, and you could bring Malon and Midna if you want."

A grin broke out across my face, spreading quickly. "You want me to go play laser tag with your friends?" I was unused to having people want to do things with me.

"Why not?" Tetra shrugged. "It'll be fun – I've always wanted to have a few more girls in the crew, y'know. There's pretty much just me and the guys – not that I mind much; they're my family. But sometimes it's nice to have another fellow female along for the ride."

I nodded, "OK – that sounds like fun. Just text me or something."

"Sounds like a plan," Tetra nodded. "I don't really know anyone in this class besides you. Dark and the rest of my crew aren't in this class with me. It's annoying. But I'm glad that you're here."

"Alright, class," Mr. Rauru began, subtly nodding in my direction while the rest of the kids in the class groaned. "Let's begin."

My eyes glued themselves to my teacher, enraptured, as he began explaining a great war back in the days when the ancient Hylian tongue was still used. A Hero of Legend arose from Ordon, gaining the ability to somehow transform into a wolf. He stopped Hyrule from succumbing to the twilight that had begun to take over with the help of the Twilight Princess who was in the form of an imp.

At the end of his adventure and after helping him along his journey as well, the Princess of Legend helped him pick up the pieces of his broken, shattered life. But their journeys didn't end there. The Hero was in love with the Twilight Princess, but he couldn't reach her any longer because she had gone to the Twilight Realm. He was heartbroken, but the Princess of Legend was persistent; eventually, without even realizing it themselves, their journeys became entwined.

The Princess of Legend was the first to fall and believed her love to be unrequited. And it was – at first. Eventually, the Hero realized just how deeply he loved the Princess, and they married, as most fairytales go; the only difference was that this wasn't a fairytale. I knew that for sure.

Even from a very young age, I had always been fascinated with the Heroes and Princesses of long ago; their loves stories had always amazed me, and I had wanted something like that for myself.

By the time the lesson was over, even the most bored students found themselves enjoying it, riveted and spellbound by the story of the Hero and Princess of the Twilight Era as I was as well. The bell rang, jerking us out of our individual reveries that had begun after Mr. Rauru asked us to begin brainstorming and writing an essay about the Twilight War, whether it be about the romance of the Hero and the Princess or theories about the Twilight Princess or anything else of that nature. I immediately knew what I was going to write about – the Hero and the Princess and their unbreakable bond. I knew, right then and there.

Everyone scrambled out of their seats while Tetra and I were less quick to do so. "So I'll text you about tomorrow?" Tetra questioned.

I nodded. "We will go for pizza first, though, right? I mean, Friday is the day Mal, Mid, and I get our pizza."

"Absolutely – Haven't you ever seen me and the rest of the crew there as well? We see you guys every week, sitting in that same booth in the very back," Tetra noted.

"Really?" I questioned. "I always only see the football guys and sometimes some of the cheerleaders. You guys go there too?"

"Yup," Tetra confirmed. "Anyways – See you later?"

"OK, see you," I waved my hand slightly before turning to Mr. Rauru as Tetra gathered her things and fought the stream of students in the hall.

Mr. Rauru closed the door and placed a sign on it, "I called your next teacher, Zelda. She's perfectly fine with you staying here, OK?" he said, sitting down in the chair beside me. "So I know we didn't really get to delve into a ton of detail, but how are you, Zelda?"

Sighing, I put my chin in the palm of my hand, "I'm just super confused, Mr. Rauru. You see, I've always had a crush on this guy – for two years now, actually. He somehow sneaked into the popular crowd, and there he's stayed. I'm obviously not in the popular crowd so I haven't really ever spoken to him until recently, but when I did, he seemed really nice and extremely funny.

"We talked for a while, and he's defended me when Groose was trying to flirt with me before along with his best friend. Then, yesterday, Midna and I went to the park with Zant and met up with Malon, and he was there. Somehow, he ended up beginning to chase me, and then Groose followed me, and I kissed him!" I wailed, throwing my hands in the air.

"Who? – Groose?" Mr. Rauru raised his brow, amused, much to my obvious dismay.

I couldn't even attempt to conceal my shock and disgust, "NO! NOT GROOSE! LINK!"

Mr. Rauru just chuckled, and I then realized my blunder, almost immediately. I had just freaking blurted out my crush to my history teacher – great. I mean, it wasn't like I had a dad back home to talk to about these things; I did have Dawson, but it would just be kinda awkward to talk about my crushes with him – Mr. Rauru wasn't especially better by any means, but I was glad that it was him and not someone like Mr. Ghirahim.

At least I knew that I had Mr. Rauru's trust.

"Ah, well, I'm not that surprised," Mr. Rauru grinned at me, almost mischievously. "Link's a good boy. But have you guys spoken after all that?"

I shook my head, "Nope – I mean, what can I say after something so impulsive and reckless?"

Mr. Rauru chuckled, "That's my girl."

Shrugging, I replied, "I suppose. But I don't know if I even can talk to him again! And also, I'm going with some friends to play some laser tag tomorrow, and I think Link's coming! I mean, he's a part of the football team, and Tetra said that she was going with some of the football guys and the rest of her crew."

"I'm not necessarily sure, Zelda, but you're a sweet girl, so talented and intelligent and beautiful. If Link doesn't see that, then he's blind," Mr. Rauru responded, smiling at me fondly.

"I'm not beautiful," I stated bitterly, thinking of all those girls Midna and Malon hung out with at cheerleading practice. Not that I blamed them or anything; those girls were beautiful, and so were Mid and Mal. Midna had that exotic beauty going for her while Malon was really picture perfect, like in all those magazines. I was nothing.

I may have told myself that I was beautiful, it didn't mean that I meant it. I was ugly in my mind's eye, and whenever I truly thought that I had finally conquered my self-doubt, I fell into another bout of depression. I hated who I was. I wrote songs that spoke about loving who you are, but I didn't believe in it myself. I was a hypocrite. Why would Link want an ugly hypocrite?

"Whatever you're thinking right now, forget it, Zelda," Mr. Rauru commanded. "You're beautiful, and don't let anyone else tell you otherwise. You're like the daughter I never had, and I want you to be happy. The only way you'll be truly happy is if you're proud of who you are. Of course, we're always changing, always learning, but that doesn't mean that you're not a great person now. You're one of the most caring students I've ever had, and your beautiful just the way you are."

Tears formed in my eyes and threatened to spill; I gulped and continued to express some of my greatest fears to Mr. Rauru, knowing that he wouldn't let me down and would give me good advice.

"I know what I'm going to do my essay on," I stated, my eyes glittering with excitement.

"Oh?" Mr. Rauru urged me to continue.

My smile radiant, I responded, "The romance of the Hero and Princess, of course. I always remember my daddy telling me those stories before singing me to sleep when I was younger, but that was before he began drinking."

Mr. Rauru looked concerned. "Your father drinks?"

I nodded, absentmindedly kicking a piece of folded paper on the floor, "Yeah – He began a little bit after he and my mom began fighting. Their marriage kinda fell apart, even though I knew my mom was still desperately in love with him. There was a huge gap torn in my mom after my dad walked out so she tried to fill that void with drinking too – and with other guys," I spilled the story of my broken family and shattered life.

"Now I'm living with Midna's family," I added, just so Mr. Rauru wouldn't worry. "And they want to adopt me, I think. At least, that's what they said this morning."

Mr. Rauru rubbed my back understandingly, "That's good to hear. What does your mom have to say about it?"

I shrugged, "I really don't know. I don't even think she's realized I've gone; I mean, I've been gone for at least a few months. I saw my dad recently, though, and he had a girl with him; I wasn't all that surprised, to be honest." I swooped up the paper on the floor and unfolded it; it had been my little makeshift soccer ball for a bit, but now it was annoying me.

My eyes were greeted with the Triforce symbol and the words "The Defenders" in blue ink. Why had this symbol and those words decided to haunt me? I dropped the paper like it was on fire, my eyes going wide.

Mr. Rauru watched me silently, trying to assess me somehow. Thankfully, he didn't question me and my connection to the mysterious symbol, instead asking me what my favorite legend was.

That was easy yet so, so difficult to answer. Finally, I decided that I had two: the legend of the Princess and Hero during the Twilight Era as well as the legend of the very first Princess and Hero and their fight to end Demise. Eventually, second period was over, much to my disappointment, and I had to go.

Before I left, Mr. Rauru gave me a comforting hug and whispered a warning in my ear, "You have to be very careful, Zelda. There are those that will stop at nothing to eliminate the Defenders. Know who you're dealing with."

My mind was boggled at the very least, but I nodded in response, "OK, Mr. Rauru. See you tomorrow."

"Just one more day until the weekend, Zelda," Mr. Rauru smiled. "You'll make it."

I grinned back. "We'll make it." I slipped out the door past kids who were entering the classroom and joined the crowd of students heading down the hallway. Suddenly feeling sick to my stomach, I glanced in my next room.

No Mr. Ghirahim.

…

No Mr. Ghirahim!

I spotted Sheik standing next to me and offered a grin which he returned readily. Hopefully, we weren't going to be humiliated routinely now that Mr. Ghirahim was apparently not here.

I found Malon and Midna waiting for me, and I could see Dark and Tetra from across the room. Karane and Pipit smiled and waved at me which I returned happily.

A throat was cleared, and I found myself, as well as all the other students here, watching a lady use a dry erase marker to practically stab the board as she wrote. Uh oh – Please no more maniacal teachers.

Her skin was tanned, and her thick red hair was tied in a long ponytail that swung as she moved. Her handwriting was almost elegant, but not at all like my own cursive. I strained my neck to see what she was writing: "My name is Nabooru, and you will call me Nabooru. If anyone ever finds out my last name, I will personally murder them because it makes me feel old."

"We're clear on this?" "Nabooru" questioned.

The rest of our class nodded, afraid to speak, but she couldn't see us, due to the fact that her back was facing us.

Sheik and I exchanged glances as we both began laughing to ourselves silently. Then, Link materialized beside Sheik, and I had to look away.

"So, yeah – Um, I actually have close to no knowledge on algebra because I was always terrible at it in school," Nabooru said, dropping the dry erase marker on her table vehemently. "But, since you all apparently need an education, I'll be in charge of this whole algebra II thing. So, what are you all learning right now? Please don't tell me you're learning graphing. I mean, what the heck is a hyperbola? Or an ellipses? The heck?"

I suddenly decided that I really liked Nabooru. Needless to say, Nabooru did her best to teach us the next two periods, but we more spent the time getting to know each other better as teacher and class. She handed out a worksheet at the end of our second period and told us that it would be due the next day.

Phew, even I didn't dream that we were going to get off this easy.

"Oh!" Nabooru yelled as we began filing out of the room at the sound of the bell ringing, effectively ending fourth period. "Don't think I won't whoop your butts if you don't finish the worksheet thing! Everyone knows you need to know them ellipses!"

I cracked up right then and there. Nabooru was actually extremely well-educated in algebra, contrary to how she presented herself, and I supposed that it was so we would like her. I honestly didn't care because I would like her anyway. Just in her first day as our algebra teacher, she had proved to us that she was engaging and funny. She understood us.

The last periods of my day were so boring, bringing tears to my eyes. Just kidding – not really. I really was bored and mostly thought about Link during that time, daydreaming and wishing that I could kiss him again. But that would be just awkward, especially after what had happened yesterday. Did he think badly of me? I was never going to have a chance now. Whatever slim chance I had was now gone.

I slung my bag over my shoulder as I waved at Midna and Malon who were headed to the gym for their cheerleading practice. I saw Link, and he tried to catch my eye, but I looked away. There was no way that I was messing up a chance at friendship with him too. Sheik was watching me, almost suspiciously, but I refused to look him in the eye either.

The snow was terrible; if it was bad yesterday, it was worse today. Now, I didn't have to wade in the stuff, but it was piled so high near the curbs that it was hard for me to avoid. On my way home near a busy intersection, I grabbed a slice of pepperoni pizza to go before heading out into the world of black snow once more.

There was a withered old woman next to me, talking on the phone – well, more like arguing with someone on the other end. The light was about to change, signaling that I could walk, but before I even began moving, I felt the sensation of me somehow flipping over on my back. The only thing that protected me from the snow was my backpack and the bag slung over my shoulder.

My pizza! Was the first thought that came to my mind, and I held it over my head so that it didn't get tons of black snow on it. I struggled to get up, and the old lady saw me out of the corner of her eye.

"Gosh, Koume! I'm only 400 years old!" the woman exclaimed, eyeing me with distaste. What in Hyrule… 400 years old?! She was silent for a few seconds before she had another outburst. "We're twins! Don't try to lie about your age!"

I blinked rapidly for few seconds, feeling embarrassed but also finding the situation humorous.

"Who are you calling senile? Is that how you treat your older sister?!" A few seconds passed and then, "Keeeyaaah!" … "How can you be so ungrateful?" … "Who are you calling old? This little girl next to me just fell in the snow, and I didn't fall in no snow!"

Sighing and trying not to laugh, I picked myself up out of the snow and continued eating my pizza as I waited for the next light. The woman next to me looked to be infuriated, and I just continued to crack up silently. It was gonna be a long day…

I MADE IT! XD Oh, gosh. This chapter took forever, but I finally made it! Summer's approaching, and I'm going to be so busy with trips and stuff so I really needed to write and post this update… :P GAH! My school ends June 28th… Lucky college and senior kids get out so early! DX

Anyways… prowessMaster44 – Does that little "situation" at the end of the chapter sound familiar to the anecdote I told you? I added it! (about time… X_X) But, yes! THAT HAPPENED IN REAL LIFE! … except the lady wasn't Kotake… That would've been weird…

So, yeah. Once I began writing this chapter, I found that I couldn't stop. It was just the actual "getting into the writing process" thing that took a while. Thanks to Batch03 for questioning if there was gonna be an update soon… Without that push, I'd have been wallowing in not writing mode/writer's block… THANKS! ;) Thanks to everyone else for reading, reviewing, faving, and following. 3 LOVE and *smiles* :D

~Elsie {Zelda}

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