So I just wanted to say happy birthday to my friend, who may or may not read this. Also, Easter happened... That means many, many, small people running around. I can't believe "life" keeps getting in the way of my writing. Also, thanks to david davidson for following!

Disclaimer: Linebeck is the greatest character ever, but the windmill dude is second.

Navi slotted in the Master Sword to the pristine pedestal. It looked like it was the only thing left in the temple that hadn't succumbed to Ganon's influence. As soon as it was in place, her body shook, and the girl was suddenly pinned to the ground. The fairy dropped to the ground next to her as well. Link's wings fluttered pathetically for a few moments, then froze in place. Around them Navi could hear whispers chattering all around the temple. Sometimes she could almost make out words, but they were distorted and were certainly not Hylian.

It was hard to say how long the limbo had lasted, but eventually the pressure faded. The Temple of Time was suddenly much brighter than it was before. Light streamed in from windows that had collapsed in the future, and shattered stained glass once again shone its iridescent tones around the room.

It turns out that travelling seven years back in time actually makes people very hungry. That's why the first thing Navi did upon leaving the temple was to find food. Of course, in the time of prosperity, bread was cheap, just as hiring a ride to Kakariko was. The merchant took a few hours to reach the trading town, occasionally telling Navi tales of his trades. Some wolf god had travelled with him in the past and made him very prosperous, he had said. Link was asleep in a bottle somewhere. He had been in that state since the time warp, but it wasn't any particular concern to his friend. He had, after all, been hyper since he'd been given a dose of shadow magic, and now he was much easier to ignore.

Link awoke with a start. He had a splitting headache. Every bump in the road just renewed his pain. Thinking back a little to what could have caused it, the Hero of Time started to remember snippets of the recent past. His memories of the last few hours slowly returned to him, each eliciting a groan. Even worse, Navi had been around the whole time, and she was sure to lecture him as soon as she saw him. With a sigh, he pushed the cork out of the bottle. Better get this over with. The focus of his intense fear stared down at him. She was much shorter than he remembered, and the Hero's Tunic looked way too big for her.

"Look, Navi, I... uh, I'm sorry," he said at last, his head drooping slightly. "I know I've not always been serious, but this time..." Link trailed off. Navi blinked a few times.

"Oh, forget it. It wasn't your fault anyway," she brushed him off. "That doesn't matter right now. You're back to normal, so it's fine. Hey, Link, can you still remember that song from earlier? I don't want to hang around in this time; no-one takes me seriously as a kid."

"I can remember it. At least, I think so. It's the Song of Storms, right? What's the plan once we arrive?" he asked.

Navi looked back at the merchant. He seemed content to manage his horses for a while. "We sneak into the windmill, then you play your ocarina, and then we can get into the well and get the sheikah artefact. Sound good?"

Link nodded. "That's fine with me. Just don't get caught."

The plan proceeded excellently right up until Navi tried to enter the windmill unseen. A familiar, but much younger, man greeted them as soon as she opened the door.

"Why hello there!" the windmill man exclaimed. "It's not often we get visitors! Ooh, are you here for a tour, perhaps?! FANTASTIC!" he screamed. "It's a pleasure having you! I'll put on the kettle as well! Just for you, little girl, I'll get you some biscuits!"

"Listen, sir, that's not really -"

"NONSENSE! All children love biscuits! Don't worry, my house isn't far! Ahahahaha!"

"...He ran off, Navi. Wait a second, this is our chance." Realisation dawned over Link's face. He pulled out the Ocarina of Time. Within moments storm clouds had gathered overhead. Lightning flashed once, illuminating the inside of the windmill. The central pillar sped up as the winds outside reached tornado speeds. Link continued playing, picking up the tempo as fast as he dared.

The whole building shook under the continual buffeting from the tempest outside. A loud bang sounded at the door, and the windmill man tumbled in from outside. In his hands was a small tin, but that too was dented and soaking wet from its time outside.

"It's a good thing you were inside, friend. There's a storm brewing out there!" he said, panting slightly, until he heard the music filling the room. "What are you doing? No! THIS CAN'T BE! You're cursing the village! Get out of my windmill!" The man raised his voice to impossible levels. Link lowered his instrument, and the wind quieted down a little. Navi took the chance to flee, dodging a clumsy grab and darting through the open door. It was only hanging on one hinge.

The rain outside stopped after a few moments more, but the windmill blades were still spinning quite fast. From the looks of things, the well was empty. The Hylian dropped the bucket to the bottom, and jumped in. The rope slowed her descent, but the landing was still quite jarring. Nonetheless, Navi and Link had made it to the bottom of the well.