CHAPTER ELEVEN: LON LON RANCH
White: Pretty nice ranch. What do you say we look around in these houses before we go over there?
Navi: Okay, let's go in this door to the left.
Yellow: Hmph.
The four go through the door.
White: That's odd, I don't see anyone… just a bunch of Cuccos.
Yellow: Say, you guys know what rhymes with Deku Tree?
Navi: No, what?
Yellow: D-
Talon: Hey! Ain't you the #$%ing little kids who woke me up that day?
White: That would be us, yes.
Talon: Ha ha ha! What a #$%ing coincidence! How you guys doing?
White: Good, thanks.
Talon: Great. You guys want to play a game for a big prize?
Yellow: Cool! What game?
Talon: Okay, you see these stupid little #$%ing Cuccos? Well, out of all the stupid Cucco there's a special one. A really #$%ing special one. You find that one within one minute and I'll give you a prize!
White: Sounds good.
Talon: Okay, go!
*Yellow walks over to a golden, sparkling Cucco with red horns and fangs.*
Yellow: Is this the one?
Talon: #$%! How the #$% did you know?
Yellow: …It just seemed a little unique, compared to the others.
Talon: Okay… prize… I didn't really have a #$%ing prize, I didn't think you'd actually #$%ing get it…
Black: You're going to have to give us something.
Talon: …Hey! How'd you guys like to marry my daughter, Malon?
White: YES!
Black: YES!
Yellow: NO!
Malon: EXCUSE ME?
Talon: Aw, #$%!
Malon: Dad, what the #$% are you doing?
Talon: Nothing… Go back to those horses of yours…
Malon: You'd actually give up your own #$%ing daughter just because you lost a #$%ing game?
Talon: Look, I-
Malon: I bet this is what happened to mom! You #$%ing sold her off!
Talon: Hey! Maybe I wouldn't have had to, if this ranch could actually make some #$%ing money!
Malon: Maybe you should get off your #$%ing ass and work, then!
Talon: Maybe you should stop being such a #$%ing little lazy #$% and do something productive to help out!
Malon: Maybe if you didn't #$%ing sit around all day #$%ing mutating your #$%ing Cuccos!
Talon: Maybe if you stopped #$%ing around with those #$%ing horses!
White: Maybe we should leave.
Yellow: Maybe so.
The four leave the house and head towards the corral, where the horses are.
White: Say, that horse looks a lot longer than the others… it looks like it could fit all three of us! *goes up to the horse* Hey there, horsie! What's your name?
Epona: WHOA! WHOA! WHOA! *gallops away*
White: …Not very social, are you?
Malon: Yeah, that little #$% of a horse's name is Epona.
Navi: Oh, you're back!
Malon: Yeah, sorry about that argument. So Epona can be a #$% to handle, sometimes-
Epona: NEIGH!
Malon: *to Epona* SHADDUP! *to Links* She only responds when you sing or play this song. *sings SexyBack by Justin Timberlake*
Epona: Oh! Oh! Oh! That's my favorite song! *gallops towards them*I'm bringing sexy back, uh! And all these #$%ers don't know…
Malon: Yeah, shut the #$% up already. So-
Epona: NEIGH!
Malon: *to Epona*SHADDUP! *to Links* Epona looks like she could fit all three of you, so maybe when you're old enough to ride a horse, you could-
Epona: NEIGH!
Malon: *to Epona* IF YOU DON'T SHADDUP, I'M GOING TO TAKE ONE OF THOSE #$%ING HOT BRANDING IRONS AND SHOVE IT UP YOUR #$%ING YOU-KNOW-WHERE!
Cow: That's no empty threat. Those things hurt like a #$%.
Malon: …Where the #$% did you come from? You're supposed to be in that barn.
Cow: Oh, sorry. *leaves*
Epona: I'm bringing sexy back, uh! And…
Malon: *to Epona*SHADDUP! *to Links* So just remember that song, SexyBack, okay?
Yellow: Sounds good.
Epona: I'm bringing sexy back, NEIGH!
Malon: THAT'S IT! YOU'RE #$%ING DEAD MEAT, EPONA!
Epona: WHOA! WHOA! WHOA! *gallops away*
Yellow: So, uh, this has been wonderful, but I think it's time to leave.
Navi: Sounds good.
The four begin to leave the ranch.
Yellow: Okay, guys, what rhymes with Deku Tree?
Navi: I don't know, what?
White: Wait, what's in this building to the left?
Ingo: I HATE MY LIFE!
White: …Forget about it.
Navi: So I think we should go to Kakariko Village now, to continue with our quest.
Epona: *in the distance*NEIGH!
White: Sure thing.
The four head over to Kakariko Village.
