AN: Soooo... I have confession: I haven't actually played Majora's MAsk all the way through. I've only played up to Clocktown, I never got past that to the Ranch or to Deku Palace or anything... I did watch my friend play the end of the game though. x( I'M A TERRIBLE PERSON.

Anyway, this chapter is supposed to be based on the ending part before Link rides off and stuff, but since I didn't have the legit game dialogue in front of me I had to make it up to fit where I need to go with this. No flames please!

Read and review please and thank you :)

Chapter 10: (Link's POV) Playtime

The fight with Majora was done, Termina was safe. But those words that he said with his dying breath haunted me:

"Why is death so hard?"

I understood the question. Why is death such a grim topic? Why does it have to happen; why does life ever have to end? Or maybe he was wondering why HIS death was so cruel… but he should know. He deserved every miserable second.

As I presented the mask to the Salesman, I warned him with my most serious tone, "I hope you have good intentions for this."

Clasping his hands together, he said good-naturedly (as was his annoying way), "Of course, of course! I wouldn't dare use it for evil, no! I keep this mask to contain the monstrosity within, not use it." The Happy Mask Salesman smiled, his little eyes like half moons.

After staring him down for a few moments and finding his delighted expression impenetrable as always, I handed him the Majora's Mask. He held it in his pallid hands, looking at it with wonder. Then he turned and walked away. It felt like something was ending… then something did: the mystery man who demanded an adventure of me disappeared like a mirage.

Tahla, almost forgotten beside me, exclaimed, "Did you just see that? Please tell me that wasn't just my imagination."

I stared at the spot he had been. "No, I saw it too…" A vigorous shaking of the head put my focus back on Skull Kid.

"Friends are nice…" He said in a soft, kind voice, then pulled on my arm. "That's what we are now, right? Friends!"

I grinned at him. "Yeah, that's right. You're my friend."

"But you're leaving soon, right? Let's play first, let's play!" Skull Kid wasn't half bad now that he wasn't possessed. Then again, most who are possessed really aren't bad people I suppose. I laughed a little, at myself and at his excitement. I guess I need to be happy for a while again.

"Yes, I'm leaving. I guess I could play for a while though."

"Really? Can girl play with us too?" He now tugged on Tahla's sleeve. "Are you my friend? Will you play with us?"

"Y-yeah, sure." A smile appeared on her face.

"Yay!" Skull Kid was so happy that it was contagious. He may be able to cause some serious mischief if he tried, but his happy and genuine self made up for it. Such a childish ideal: he just wanted to play. I wish my life was just as simplistic.

End notes: Sorry for another shortie, I'm typing the next chapter now.