"Hey Snake?"
"Yeah?"
"Why are we fishing on a glacier?"
"You'll see."
Link gave snake a look that quite plainly said that he would freeze to death before he caught anything. Snake returned it with a look that said he didn't care. Teeth chattering, Link turned his eyes back to his line, or more specifically the ice that clung ever-so-daintily to it. He focused on the waning sunlight that glinted off of it, the way it swayed with the gentle ocean and the caress of the breeze. He stared at it with such intensity that it blurred.
Part of this was so he would be aware of even the slightest bite of a fish, but most of it was to keep his mind off of the fact that he was halfway buried in snow. Long ago had he felt the first effects of frostbite on his tender ears, now he would be lucky if he didn't have to amputate them. And that was far from being the worst part.
The worst part was the way that Snake just sat there and smugly took it. He didn't show any signs of being cold. Hell, he didn't even shiver. And he was just sitting there, watching his line while Link froze to death on that hunk of ice.
After a while Snake sighed and turned to his practically blue companion. "It's good to be among men, roughing it in the wild, isn't it?"
The shock of this sudden friendly comment nearly caused Link to fall into the icy water below.
"What?"
Snake shook his head sadly. "Y'see, most of the resistance is women, children or non-humans. Meta Knight is nice, but it's rather hard to relate to someone that looks like a blue ball wearing armor."
Link stared silently at his line, thinking. He'd gone through his whole life being surrounded, ordered around, and bothered by women, children and non-humans. He wasn't even technically human anyway. Somehow he felt that he had to come clean to the man.
"Uhh, well Snake, I'm actually not technically hu-"
Link would have liked to have finished his sentence, but at that moment a rather large tug on his line pulled him screaming into the water, rod and all. Snake snapped to attention even as Link began to descend into the icy depths and quickly snagged his leg. Heaving with all his might he laboriously dragged Link onto land. Panting heaily they both strained and pulled for what for what felt like days. Finally their efforts were rewarded by the sight of their catch. A fish as large as an elephant sprang into the air for one glorious moment before smashing uncerimoniously into the ice, stone dead.
Link turned to Snake, his eyes bulging. "This is what was on the end of the line?! A dead rotting fish? I nearly lost my life for this hunk of rotting flesh!?"
Snake crossed his arms, his face smug. "Yup. A good meal this is. We could probably live off of it for months."
"But there are crabs and prawns and sea urchins and things I don't want to identify crawling all over it!"
"We can eat those too. Nothing like prawns after a hard day's work. A good manly meal to put meat on your bones."
"It smells awful and parts of it are gooey and nasty! I'm not going to eat this! You'd have to be nuts to do it!"
Snake rolled his eyes in contempt. "You're going to HAVE to eat it sooner or later. This is all that we've got other than raddishes. Now are you going to help me drag this back to base or not."
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Later
"Hey Link, why aren't you eating your dinner? It's salmon in prawn sauce tonight!"
Link turned to Samus, visibly green.
"I don't want to talk about it."
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Yeah. I know. It's short. Shut up. I'z busy. Rawr. I'z too early. I'z goin' to bed now. Thanks be to Chocopopo because she got me off my lazy ninja ass to write this.
All rights be to the almighty owner of Brawl. And their lawyers. Their damn lawyers.
Horaaaaay...
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