Chapter 7
A/N-So hey. Long time no read. or smthn. Uhhh... I have just been really fucking busy with school, parents, and romance. Or lack of. It really sucks, being a teen with no money who has a date to a dance, and said date is going through the I will never love again phase of a breakup, and knows that one teen fanfic writer likes her. I digress. I have a disgusting lack of internet atm, so this may be posted months after I write it (being 10-15 and 10-16). Unless the rare event where I put this on a flash drive and leave the house occurs, or my parents pay the FUCKING BILL, there may be a large hiatus. So, onto the hospital where Lonk from Pennsylvania is getting his fingers fixed...
Wait... I live in PA... *drives to Lonk's house*
Soundtrack of the day- Broadway Homestuck, Libera Me From Hell (Gurren Lagann), Resonance (Soul Eater), Crossing Field (SAO), and the typical NLJ, Veela, Boyinaband, My Chemical Romance, ect
A new challenger appears... Sheik
The waiting room of the ER is almost empty. An elderly couple fill two chairs, but other than that, nobody is here. Other than us, that is.
Twenty minutes pass, and they get Link into one of the rooms, although only after lots of explaining by Zelda, who has seemingly memorized Link's medical info.
After a nurse takes his blood pressure and pulse, she orders an immediate x-ray, and we all sit down, with Link on the bed, Zelda in one of the chairs, and Malon and I in the same chair, her on my lap.
"So uhhh... How do you know Link's medical information so well?" I ask my sister, attempting to break the silence.
"I can't be a good translator if I can't read his hands, or if he is incapacitated, so if he cannot say his medical info, I will for him. Simple, really," She replies, answering why she knows, but not how. "I spent a few days last summer studying it, and it is also in my phone. Just to be safe, ya know?"
I nod, and the perfect opportunity to lighten the mood comes up. "But what will he do when he is older, in college or whatever? Or after college? Do you plan to live with him his whole life?" Her face turns red, and surprisingly, so does Link's. I laugh, as does Malon, who up to this point has been silent.
"I-it's not like that!" Zelda stammers, obviously embarrassed. I may have hit a nerve.
Surprisingly, Malon joins in on the teasing. "Is Zelda telling the truth, or is she just a little tsundere? I vote on tsun tsun," she laughs, smiling innocently.
Just before my beloved sibling can reply, the nurse comes in the take Link for his x-rays, and asks for Zelda to go as well, leaving Malon and I alone.
Malon
Zelda and Link leave the hospital room, abandoning Sheik and I to an awkward silence, and neither of us do anything to break it for quite a while. That is until Sheik speaks up.
"Hey Malon... can you get off my lap? I need to stretch my legs..." He asks nervously, as if trying to word it in a way that couldn't be taken offensively.
"Of course. And no need to be so cautious with your wording. We ARE friends after all," I say, sighing and hopping off his lap. "And... uhh... I'm sorry for saying shit that caused Gannon to notice us..."
The man whose lap I had just occupied gets up and stretches for a moment before addressing me. "It would have been worse if you hadn't. He would started throwin' food and other things at us to get us angry. Don't worry about it. And about what he said... What he said about you wasn't true. You are not a whore," He stares me directly in the eyes when he says this, his red eyes helping put the emphasis into the last part.
"What about the girlfriend part?" I ask innocently, seeing an opportunity to lighten the mood. "Was that true?"
Sheik's face now has a slight blush on it, but he does a good job of hiding his embarrassment. "Well, the way I see it, it can be, if you so wish," He replies, ever so calmly.
I smile, and nod quietly. His facade breaks, and he doubles over, laughing.
"That was the hardest thing I have ever done..." He manages to choke out in between laughs. I break out in laughter as well. After a few minutes, we calm down.
"So... Are we a thing now?" I inquire, grinning slightly. I already know the answer, but I need the confirmation.
This time, he nods quietly, sitting back in the chair we had been sharing just a few moments ago. I go to sit on his lap, and pause. "Is it alright if I sit on your lap? It's hella comfy,"
Once again, another nod. This time, instead of being awkward and stiff sitting down, we both get in a more comfortable position, half cuddling, half not.
And that is when the silent one and his speaker return.
Zelda
Link and I walk in, Link's fingers put back in place and in a cast, only to see Malon and my brother getting real cozy. Sighing, I slip a few rupees in to Link's cast, shaking my head in disbelief. They actually got together after the whole Gannon debacle.
After a few minutes of legendarily awkward silence, the nurse comes to give Link his discharge papers, asking for his signature.
"Hey Link... how are you gonna sign it? Aren't you left handed..." I begin, only to see how quickly he signed it with his right hand.
'A...m...b...i...d...e...x...t...r...i...o...u...s...' He signs with much difficulty, used to using two hands. The month he has to wear that cast is going to be hell for him, I already can tell.
Suddenly, he brings out his phone and begins typing sporadically. A voice begins speaking, and saying that he (Link) has a text-to-speech program on his phone, but he never really uses it.
"It is kind of a pain in the ass," It says, robotic and stiff. He continues typing, and the words are heard soon after. "I am in fact, ambidextrous. I prefer using my left hand, but if I must, I will use my right. As for this annoyingly monotone voice, I will adjust it later. When we get home,"
Malon gets up, Sheik following soon after, and we leave the hospital, me once again on Link's lap.
I don't mind this time, however.
