Red
Red didn't like stealing. He knew it was necessary and all, but that still didn't make him feel any better about it. He felt especially sorry for Gray. It was ten times worse to steal from people you know. Still, it didn't do to dwell on things like that too much. It made one miserable, and that was one thing Red was not.
Looking up, Red noticed that everyone was watching Green, who was staring awkwardly at Gray.
"What? Why is everyone looking at me? Gray is the one who knows where Rusl's house is!"
"Good point," Blue noted, and then glanced at Gray, "Just one question. Who's leading this group? Because sometimes it seems like Green is taking charge, but other times it's Gray, and even more often it's Midna. Who is it?" Gray and Green glanced at each other, not sure what to think.
"Obviously it's me," Midna popped out of Green's shadow, "I'm the one telling you what to do."
"But you're not much of a help, either," Blue growled, "You're not even visible half the time! I'm talking about someone who will actually do their job and lead! Not just give orders! So," he glared at Green and Gray, "Which one of you is it?" Green raised a paw.
"I think it should be Gray, he knows this place much better than we do," he voted.
"Um, can't we be joint-leaders or something? I mean, I'm not all that great or experienced in leading, and I don't like to in the first place," Gray suggested.
"Sounds fine with me," Green shrugged.
"Eee-hee! You still have to do as I say! You're taking too long on getting that sword!" Midna yawned, disappearing into Blue's shadow.
"Hey! Go in somebody else's shadow! I don't want you in mine!" Blue snarled, side-jumping and trying to get his shadow away from him.
Red giggled. It looked pretty funny.
"Enough with that, Blue," Vio interrupted the scene, though he was suppressing a smile, "We should get going."
"Right," Gray said, "Um, Rusl's house is this way…" he turned and headed up a small, sloping path towards a solitary house. In the firelight, Red could see the faint outline of a sword leaning against the house. Unfortunately, sitting next to it was a tall man with a rectangular face, peering out into the night.
"We'll have to cause a distraction," Vio whispered.
"I'll do it! I know what to do!" Red whispered back. He had an idea. Everyone hated rabbits, especially in their gardens because they dug up all of the vegetables and ate them. Come to think of it, since he had become a rabbit, he had a strange desire for lettuce. Maybe there was some in the garden at the side of the house he was about to noisily invade.
Hopping out in plain sight, Red cheerfully made a beeline towards the garden, hopping and landing as noisily as he could. Reaching it, he shuffled through all the vegetables looking for the lettuce. There was none. The garden nearly completely consisted of pumpkins. Using his nose, he searched for something that was not a squash. Finding a root, he dug it up and sniffed it. Deciding that he didn't know what it was, he took a bite.
Mmm, not bad. Garden raids were kind of fun.
Unfortunately or not, that was the moment the square-faced guy decided to get up and stomp over, yelling at him. Red knew he had to keep him distracted until Gray had time to take the sword, so he bolted behind a pumpkin, making sure that his ears were still visible for the man to follow. They played 'chase around the garden' for a few moments until Blue raced over.
"Okay, get out of here! We've got it!" He exclaimed. Together, the two rabbits bolted away down the path to the entrance of Ordon.
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Zelda
Zelda prayed to all the goddesses that something useful would come from the harp this time. Bracing herself, she plucked the two strings she had selected at random. There was the familiar windy sound, and Zelda looked up to see… herself?
"Wha- Where am I?" Her copy asked.
"Um, the Four Sword chamber… Who are you?" Zelda asked. After doing a double-take, she realized this Zelda had a few differences. For one, she looked a lot younger, and her hair was straight instead of wavy. Also, she lacked the red bow that she always tied the front of her hair back with.
I'm… Zelda," she answered cautiously, "Who are you?"
"My name is also Zelda, I am princess of Hyrule. I'm trying to send my friends back to this time with this harp after I accidentally moved them away, but… I've been selecting random combinations because I have no idea which one I hit in the first place! Sorry about getting you here on accident," Zelda shuffled her feet uncomfortably.
"So I'm in a different time? Do you know when I'm from? You could be my descendant!"
"I could be, but you just might be my descendant. However, I don't know what time you're from. I don't really know how this harp works. All I know is that when you hit strings, something or someone travels through time, and if you hit them again, they go back to the same place they were before."
"Oh. So you know how to send me home?" Other Zelda asked
"Yes, I could send you back right now if you want to-"
Oh, no no! I want to stay and help you find your friends! It looks like you'll need it! Besides, it's awfully boring sitting in my room all day with nothing to do but sign papers, write speeches, and play my Spirit Flute, but Chancellor Cole says I should stay there. Here, I can have an adventure! This will be exciting!" Other Zelda clapped her hands together and looked excitedly at Zelda, hands still clasped in front of her, "May I please stay?"
"I… guess, but you need a nickname, we can't both be called Zelda.'
"Oh thank you!" Other Zelda cheered, and then rubbed her hand on her chin, "A nickname? Hmm," she thought for a moment, "You wear a red bow on your head, so you can be Red, and since I'm only wearing a gold crown, I'll be Gold!" Other Zelda explained enthusiastically.
"No, I can't do that," Zelda explained.
"Why not?" Other Zelda deflated a little.
"I already know someone nicknamed Red, in fact, he's one of the people I'm trying to get back. He and his counterparts, Green, Blue, and Vio. How about I'll be Zelda, and you be Young Zelda. I think you're younger than me, at least you look it."
"Well, I guess it works. Alright then! How about we get started on that harp? But first, let me write down which strings you plucked for me, otherwise I might never get home!"