Millerna- Do I get to blow shit up in this chapter?

HealerAriel- Geez, Millerna, how many times are you gonna ask me that?

Millerna- I can't help it! I want FIREPOWER! MUWAHAHAHAHA!

HealerAriel- You need therapy.

Millerna- No, I NEED flamethrowers, bazookas, and missiles.

HealerAriel- Link has bombs. Use them.

Millerna- He says I'm too violent to be around anything with the possibility of spontaneous combustion.

HealerAriel- And when do you actually listen to anything he says?

Millerna- Never, but the point is that he keeps 'em hidden.

HealerAriel- Oh, please! Everything he has is hidden in his clothes somewhere! The second he takes his clothes off you'll find all his weapons.

Millerna and HealerAriel- O_O *drooling*

Millerna- Hell, I don't care about his weapons as long as I get to see him naked. ^-^

HealerAriel- Heh heh, me neither! Take it off, Link, baby!

Millerna- Erin, you're too young to visualize Link naked.

HealerAriel- I'm only two years younger than you! I can lust after him all I want!

Millerna- Sheesh, when you're a little older we can share him, okay?

HealerAriel- ^-^ OKAY!

Millerna- So...Do I get to blow shit up in this chapter?

HealerAriel- Why not?

Millerna- HELL YEAH!







(A/N- I apologize for Millerna, if you don't like her in the introductions. Truth to be told, she won't shut up, and I kinda have to let her talk. Otherwise she'd hurt me ^_^;; (and I really don't enjoy leg chokes as much as Link does, hee hee!) But anyway, more with the Gorons!)









The Goron summer festival was like nothing I'd ever seen before. It ruled for several reasons: 1) I was not forced into any uncomfortable clothes; 2) the Gorons liked you for who you were; and 3) the entire point of the festival was to have fun.

"This is so much better than being in the castle," I remarked. Darunia smiled at me.

"The castle folk try to be proper," he agreed. "The Gorons, we love life!"

"And alcohol," Pretty Boy laughed. There were indeed several huge barrels of wine and various other alcoholic liquids around.

"Ah, but we have only the good stuff," Darunia said proudly, holding up a huge-ass mug. "None of that watered-down garbage the Hylians like. Try it, my Brother!" He passed Link a shot glass, which he eyed suspiciously.

"What is this, Darunia?"

"Drink it," the big guy prompted. Link gave him another look, and downed it. He made a face.

"That's disgusting!" he coughed. Darunia laughed.

"It's about a thousand proof, too," he informed, slapping Link on the back.

"Ewwww," Link shuddered. "That is not something I want to try again, ever. I'll stick with wine, thank you."

"To each his own," Darunia said, chuckling. "I'm rather fond of hard liquor, myself. How about your friend? What does she prefer?"

"I'm good with water," I said. "I'm not really a big fan of alcohol." Darunia smiled.

"You're young," he said. "You may like it someday." I somehow doubted it. All the wine I had tried so far had tasted pretty nasty.

"Miss Millerna!" I turned around to see a group of teenaged-looking Gorons coming toward me. "Would you like to join our game?"

"What game?" I asked.

"Well, we use bombs to see who can-"

"Bombs!?" I asked excitedly. "Count me in!" The young Gorons smiled.

"Millerna-"

"Sorry, Pretty Boy," I said quickly, "but blowing shit up is my life's calling. Seeya!"







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"She's not bad," Darunia commented, watching Millerna and the young Gorons play their game, the object of which was, indeed, to 'blow shit up'. Link said nothing. "You're quiet tonight, Brother. Is there something on your mind? Or rather, someone?"

"Why do you say that?"

"It's obvious that you have feelings for her," Darunia replied, gesturing toward Millerna. Link sighed.

"Strange feelings," he said, "like I've never had before. I can't stop looking at her, even though I know it's not proper."

"That's quite understandable. She is a beautiful girl."

"Even by Goron standards?"

"Brother, beauty is beauty, no matter what race you come from. There are no standards."

"Hmm." Link gazed absentmindedly at Millerna. Even with explodable objects at her disposal, and a slightly psychotic grin on her face, she was breathtaking. "I don't know what to do, Darunia," the young hero stated. "I keep having impure thoughts about her."

"Like what?"

"I...I want to touch her," he answered, blushing, "in ways that I know are wrong. I feel awful about it later, but..." Darunia smiled at him.

"You're not a child anymore, Brother. You're grown. You're going to feel like that about women, it's normal."

"Then why do I feel so strange?" the boy asked softly. "What do I do, Darunia? I think I'm falling in love with her."















(A/N- whatchathinkies? Gimme reviews, guys, tell me! "Sing it from the mountain, sister!" Sorry, my friend Daren always says that! Anyways, reviews, reviews, reviews! And tell me whether or not you want me to let Millerna help with the introduction, kay?)