God, Wind Waker… It has to be the most expressive game I've ever played. Where else can you get such a range of facial expressions that come off so easily? The attention to detail just makes me want to rant like a fanboy to those ignorant of it. I just… I love this game more than any other, 'nuff said. Remaking it in HD? Hell. Yes.

Anyway. Happy to announce that, so far, I'm having lots of fun with this. Now it's time for something a little more lighthearted after the last chapter. Dare I say fluff? I'll let you decide.


Snow

It was odd, finding an island covered in snow. On the warm ocean, it just seemed out of place. Then again, they had been travelling northward for a few days now. She supposed it wasn't too foreign, considering the noticeable drop in temperature the further they went. It was just… odd.

In all fairness, there wasn't much snow to be found on any charted island in the archipelago they called home, so comparison was a little bleak. Nevertheless, she and Link found themselves walking around on it, just to check it out. It was cooler than either of them had expected; Link had begun to shiver in his thin tunic, and even she was trying her best not to display any sign of discomfort. But they had already begun forging a path inland, so she figured that they may as well continue.

She looked around, taking in the sight. There was a frozen beauty to the place. The few trees offered no movement in the breeze, held in place by the layers of snow and ice that permeated their branches. The sunlight reflected frost that littered the ground, offering a dazzling light show that they walked across. It was a very pretty scene, she had to admit.

"This place is so peaceful," she commented, gazing at the trees. There wasn't a sound to be heard anywhere. It was as if the island itself was trying to sleep. Only the crunching of ice beneath their boots broke the tranquility.

"Yeah, it's pretty nice," he agreed. "I mean, there's nothing to do, or even look at beyond blinding white, but I guess it's okay." She rolled her eyes while trying to suppress a grin. Leave it to Link to find something captivating and boring at the same time. His adventuring had certainly changed him; he was so used to action now that he was almost bored when away from it. She hadn't decided whether that was a positive or negative point, but he didn't seem to mind it. She supposed that probably meant positive.

"Well, I think it's nice here," she replied, a hint of mock pain in her voice. She heard him snort in return.

"That's not like you," came his voice from behind. She frowned, glancing back. She hadn't noticed him slow down. She ignored it; he had probably just found something interesting to look at.

"Well, I guess you should consider yourself lucky that I can be honest with-" she was cut off by something cold hitting her in the back of the head. She spun around, only to see Link wearing a sheepish grin with flakes of snow on his hands. She stared at him for a moment before he shrugged, still smiling.

She narrowed her eyes, and his face fell into once of worry. Bending down, she grabbed a handful of snow and carefully shaped it into something resembling a ball. Then she slowly began walking towards him, tossing the ball lightly.

Link began to slowly step backwards, holding his hands up in defense. "Okay, before you say anything, I was aiming for your-" He trailed off as her snowball hit him straight in the face. Coughing and sputtering, he wiped it off before grabbing more snow in return. Though his face was red from the cold, he couldn't hide his competitive smile. "Alright then. If that's how it's going to be…"

She grinned, another ball ready in her hands. That was exactly how it was going to be.