O'Donnell opened his eyes, vision blurry, but starting to clear up. Soon he could see the beige walls of Link's house. He was finally back to the present and out of Link's memories. His muscles felt sore, his bones cracking a little, as he shook off his arms and pulled off the wires that were attached to his head from the TD. Then he heard Lombardi groan from beside him, who was also taking wires out of himself as well. He stared at the ring tied to his wrist, slowly unraveling the fish string off of him.

Maybe it was time to let go after all.

He stuffed the string and ring into his pocket as he turned towards Lombardi.

"My wife."

"Huh?" Lombardi's voice still sounded groggy.

"You were asking about my ring before."

He scratched his head for a bit when his eyes widened. "Wait, are you actually going to tell me?"

O'Donnell nodded.

"Wow." Rubbing the back of his neck, he asked: "How long have you had the ring for?"

"For as long as I can remember."

"Long time, I guess. Whether it was a divorce or a tragedy, I doubt she'd want you to restrain yourself to what once was there. Like you said before, everything's moving faster as time moves on, so don't let the world leave you behind."

"Your girlfriend again?"

Lombardi raised an eyebrow, smirking. "Now what makes you think that she's the only one who gives life advice? That was all from yours truly."

He chuckled. "Maybe you're not so clueless of a partner after all."

"Why, thank you, Warren." It was followed by a mock bow.

"Did you just call me—"

"Yes, I did, and I hated every second of it. It doesn't suit you."

"Like all of your outfits and your blue hair. I hate that too."

"Shut up." He jabbed a finger at O'Donnell's chest. "And you better come by the office with mah paycheck. If you don't, I'll never let you retire."

He rolled his eyes. "Do you have to remind me every single time?"

Then the two walked out of Link's door as O'Donnell closed it behind him, leaving the body of a sleeping man alone on the bed near it. The man smiled to himself, his chest rising up and down from his breathing until it slowly came to a stop, never moving again.

The whistle of passing bullet trains echoed inside the train station Link had been walking in, pulling along two suitcases as he headed towards the stone clocktower that stood in the centre of the area. Stopping, he looked up at the time. 2:11. Outside must've still been dark out, but it wasn't as if his ride was going to wait.

"Link, I got the tickets!" he heard a voice yell out to him.

He turned around to see a blonde woman in a purple cardigan running up to him, two tickets in her hand and a gold wedding band around her finger, one that matched the ring on his own finger.

She stepped up in front of him, shoving the tickets into his pocket. "Hold onto these for me while I head to the washroom."

"But what about the—?" But she had already ran off before he could finish. What was he going to do with her? He sighed, rubbing the back of his neck. Every time he did that, he couldn't help but feel like there was something on his head even though there was nothing there.

Then he smelled a light scent of flowers wafting in the air. He took a step back and turned around. But then he accidentally bumped into woman. Both of them stumbled forward.

Link gasped, noticing something falling out of the woman's purse. "I am so sorry about that, ma'am. Here, lemme get that for you." Bending down, he picked up a green hat—handmade, judging from its uneven stitches. It looked familiar for some reason. Strangest hat he'd ever seen. He handed it to her, finally noticing the woman's pink coat and then her brown hair.

She gave him a light nod, mouthing Thank you as well. Then she turned around and walked away before he could say anything else.

Soon he heard footsteps from behind him, turning to see who it was.

His wife. His one and only.

She smiled. "Ready to go?"

He considered stealing a glance at the woman he bumped into to see where she was, but he decided against it. "Yeah. I am. So where are we going this time, Zelda?"

"Somewhere you would recognise, a place we haven't gone back to in a while."

"Like where?"

"You already know where."

As Zelda and Link headed towards the ticket booth to their right, the woman in pink had been looking at them from a distance for a moment before staring back at the hat in her hands. Then someone tapped her shoulder.

"Nana, you coming?"

A man with disheveled, brown hair stood before her; she could see the small flower and the name Popo she'd stitched on the collar of his blue coat. She nodded, and the two headed towards the ticket booth at the opposite end of station.

"Is that perfume you're wearing?" he said. "It's nice. What is it?"

She smiled as she used a hand to sign each letter.

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fin.

Tune4Toons: It's finally done. Wow. First long!fic I've ever finished yah, whew. It's about time I listed pairings too. :P Anyone think they can guess all the characters that were featured? Not once had the plot of the story been altered during the process outside of making additions, which surprised me since that doesn't usually happen. And from the very beginning, I knew a certain Ms. Blue had a wish that I just had to try to incorporate. XD Anyone care for a guess on what that was? Cheers to you, Blue!

As for the characters mixed with To The Moon (I highly recommend playing it or watching a Let's Play [like from Pewdiepie, for example]), Wolf and Falco made the best Eva and Neil I could've asked for. Link for me was a great fit for John. To be honest, Zelda and Nana shared both roles evenly, but if I had to pick, Zelda was my River and Nana my Joey. And Popo ended up taking the role of Isabelle without me realising haha.

Concrit, comments, and any feedback in general are always appreciated! Thank you so much for reading! Cheers!

Final word count: 20,520