And so a new chapter of FA. It was quite cooperative. Not really checked for mistakes, so chances are there will be.

fleets, hellz yes. There would have been no way I could have replicated that sequence had I lost it forever. D: As for Blind, he's not necessarily an evildoer more than an anti-hero with evil tendencies. In fact... more on that towards the bottom...

XiXIXiX, keywords words were crossdresser for the moment, but I suppose you can read on for that. XD And lookie, an update so soon! 8D Oh, and yes, you have heard of Moe. He is not an OC and is actually mentioned in a game... if only in writing.

Midna Hytwilian, don't get your hops up. Make up can be magic after all. Doesn't stop him from being a pretty man, though. A man who walks around shirtless, ehehe...

Purplegc, derp, don't worry, we'll get into the story later. XD And yes, a moblin cooks the food. And yes, the patrons know, they just don't care. This is the far future in a place where race relations are better mostly because survival in this case means getting along with monsters. And yes, delicious VZ is possible... is that what will happen in the end? Hmmmm, maybe. Much as I may love it, it may not work out for the story, or it might. You never know. So don't feel too bad for Link just yet. Ohohoho... And yes, Tracy was really a man. XD A gorgeous man too, I might add. -shot-

"B-but," Gorman stuttered, looking from his boss to pseudo-girl in the doorway. "But that doesn't-"

As if to disprove the mustachioed man's words, "Tracy" undid the bow of "her" braid, took the thick ribbon, and wiped "her" face vigorously… and then all of a sudden, it could be believed that there was a man in drag standing in the doorway and not a girl. It was plain to see that there was some element of Tracy on Blind, but the fact was… the things that had made Blind a cute girl had been painted on. However, the true Blind proved that while he may have been a cute girl… he was apparently a drop dead gorgeous man.

The end result was both Link and Itaav looking at Zelda in alarm when she let out a dreamy, "Oh…" She seemed to be rather enchanted by Blind at first glance, with the lightest of blushes upon her face. Both of them stepped in front of Zelda, shielding her from the crime lord's gaze…

The thief sneered at them, but turned his attention back to the cowering Pennysworth. "You were a terrible thorn in my side. And, as I'm sure you well know, I don't like thorns." Despite the words, Blind had spoken as if he was commenting on what excellent weather they were having that day with a smile to match. "And don't you three even think of leaving," the thief said to Itaav, Zelda, and Link without even looking at them. They froze where they stood, because they had been making a slow and steady beeline towards the door. "I'd like to have a few words with you… specifically that pretty little princess of yours."

Again, Itaav and Link stepped in front of Zelda, although Blind still was not looking at them. "Um, Mr. Blind, sir?" The girl piped up from behind the boys, "Could you please let us go? All of us? I mean, I'm sure Mr. Pennysworth is sorry for thinking he could trick you."

"Yes! Yes! S-so s-sorry! It'll never happen again!" In between his stammers of abject fear, the scrub was laughing uncontrollably and his knees were echoing throughout the room. "So, ah, please! Please you… you can take Gorman!"

"WHAT?" Gorman squealed in a voice more fitting for a six year old girl. He had once again fallen on his back, this time most likely from the shock of his boss's desertion, and scooted back into a wall.

But Blind's pleasant expression turned to one of distaste, his steely gaze still upon Pennysworth. "Pathetic little sellout, aren't you, Pennysworth?" From somewhere on his dress, he pulled out knife and began to walk towards the scrub, who was still trapped within his throne-like tree trunk of a chair.

Itaav then stepped forward, apparently tired of standing around doing nothing but listening to the drek Blind had been spewing. It happened before anyone could quite register it… 'it' being a massive tornado crashing through the ceiling and seemingly aiming straight for the crossdresser among their midst. There were screams from all around, Link dove into the massive clouds of debris forming around the room while Itaav just grabbed Zelda by the arm and began to run as fast as he could through the foyer and down the stairs.

"What happened?" Zelda coughed, not really registering anything that had just happened. "Where's Link?"

"He'll catch up," or at least Itaav hoped he would. Once down the stairs and running down the second floor hall, he let her go so they could both run on their own, "Whatever you do, princess, don't stop for anythi-"

Itaav didn't get to finish because the second floor hall was being invaded by gorons rolling near full speed to the stairs to Pennysworth's office. Before Zelda could react, Itaav pulled the girl close to him and they launched upwards, gliding quickly along the ceiling and over the gorons. They crash landed with a hard thud at the end of the hall, near the stairs down… and all Zelda could manage as she picked herself up was a, "You can fly?"

The Engineer was just as dumbfounded as the princess, unable to find words despite the fact his mouth was moving. But it seemed fate didn't want him to answer, because that moment, the ceiling began to break apart. Both Itaav and Zelda rushed down the stairs, nearly tumbling towards the end when the ceiling crashed down.

They gaped at the chunks of wall and other debris falling down the stairs after them, their minds on Link and what became of him. They didn't care that people in the tavern were screaming and making a rush for the doors, nor did they care that Moe the moblin was roaring at the tavern goers to calm down. They just watched the dust pour out in clouds from the staircase.

"Is… is he…?" Zelda choked.

At first, she thought Itaav hadn't heard her. But then he pointed at a shadow in the dust cloud.

Gorman ran past them, clothes torn, bloody and screaming shrilly. They looked back to the dust cloud, hoping that perhaps Link would be next. Their wish was granted… sort of.

Link came running full speed out of the dust cloud carrying what seemed to be an unconscious Pennysworth. Link was, also a bit bloody, was looking just as terrified as Gorman had acted. "Run, run, run!" Link cried out at the two, though the way he said it sounded more like "Runrunrun!"

They did not question him, especially since they could hear a horrible scream coming from the dust cloud. Sure enough, just right after they started sprinting after their friend, Blind came bursting out from the cloud. And he most certainly did not look happy. In fact, all that rage and bloodlust was making him look barely human. Neither did he sound human as he roared, "PENNYSWORTH – I WILL SLAUGHTER YOU!"

The good news about the panic in the Dancing Cat was that with all the people scrambling and rushing to get out, all those extra bodies would slow Blind down. The bad news about the dancing Cat was that all the people scrambling and rushing to get out were slowing Link, Itaav, and Zelda down. And Itaav did not dare try and knock the crowd down via wind magic, as that would clear the way for the murderous thief behind them. Quite frankly, he was abit terrified to think about what attempting to knock Blind down with the wind would do. It would slow him down yes, but Itaav was sure it wouldn't help the man's already murderous mood.

"Do we go to the Helmaroc?" Zelda asked, her voice barley carrying over the screams of the crowd and Moe's continued roars for calm.

"How much does he weigh?" Itaav asked Link, referring to the Scrub on his back.

"Not as heavy as he looks but not nearly as light as you'd think, either." Link said, his voice shaking as they began to wriggle through the congestion towards the doors. They could hear frustrated and frightened screeches behind them. "Crap, he's catching up," Link muttered.

"I don't know if the Helmaroc can carry all four of us." Itaav said through gritted teeth.

The discord behind them was getting louder, and they rushed to squeeze through those in front of them. With great effort, they pushed out of the crowd and to the outside, where everyone and their mother seemed to be running around everywhere – the only difference was that this time there was space to do so. Before any of them could even ask where they were going, they just began to run. However, Link was slowing down – the weight of Pennysworth finally taking its toll upon him.

Pausing, Itaav said, "Quick, hand him over."

Without question, Link stopped to hand over his burden. However, at the very moment that Link was putting Pennysworth on his friend's back, Zelda let out an "eep" and pointed to where they had come from.

Sure enough, Blind was charging right behind them with a blade glittering in his hand, snarling strings of sentences that would've made sailors gasp with disgust. All three of them panicked, both Zelda and Itaav trying to think of some magic quick enough to keep Blind from them while Link found himself really wishing he had his machete. But when it seemed too late, their good luck returned once again…

In the form of Moe the moblin. The pig like being quickly stepped in front of their little group, took a step a forward towards the oncoming Blind, and then quite simply punched the thief with a mighty roar. The blow sent the man flying back through the air. Mouths gaping, they saw Blind crash into a stack of crates at least ten feet away.

"Follow me!" Moe barked at them. "Bring Mr. Pennysworth! Quick!"

After such a display, they did not dare disobey the moblin. With Itaav now carrying the still unconscious business scrub, they tailed the moblin through the streets of Bleak, gradually entering more and more rundown area of the town. Eventually, Moe had led them into a section of the town that was so rundown and unpleasant, it made the Outer Wall of the Pride look like the most lavish of places. The only difference was that this place was deathly quiet. Had it not been for the fact that they had seen windows shut at the sight of their little group, they might have thought this was an abandoned part of town.

Eventually, Moe stopped at a particularly run down looking little house and opened the door. "Come inside," he said gruffly as he ducked through the doorpost to get in. Itaav and Link exchanged wary looks, but Zelda followed without hesitation. Grudgingly, they entered just in time to hear Moe call out, "Maggie, I'm home."

Again, Link and Itaav exchanged looks. This time, however, they were both grimacing, obviously dreading the idea of seeing a female moblin. To their surprise, a Hylian girl perhaps Zelda's age had come scurrying down from the stairs. She wasn't a particularly pretty girl – one might say she was downright ugly. She had the look of a girl who'd been through a lot of bad things in a short span of time. Nonetheless, the girl was ecstatic to see the moblin. She practically threw herself at Moe, embracing him happily and tightly before-

Itaav and Link merely turned their gazes away in horror. The girl and the moblin were kissing.

Zelda, however, smiled warmly and said softly, "Oh, how romantic."

That was not the word the Scaler or the Engineer would have used.

"Oh Moe, who are your friends?" Maggie asked after she had finally let go of her husband and realized that there were other people present.

"Maggie, the Dancing Cat is gone." Moe told the girl, who had let out a gasp.

Itaav grimaced. It wasn't completely gone…

"Is… is that Mr. Pennysworth?" Maggie had noticed the leafy bundle on Itaav's back. "Oh Moe! What happened?" But as quickly as she question the moblin, she looked to the pale boy. "Oh come on, hurry up, Mister! We need to put him in the room!"

She went back up the stairs, and Itaav followed, with Moe just behind, explaining the events at the Dancing Cat as he had had them. The house was so small, even Zelda and Link heard the moblin's words. Apparently, from downstairs, it felt as if an earthquake had hit. But when the third floor collapsed, people immediately felt in danger for their lives (moreso than when they had thought an earthquake was going on, anyways) and began to panic. Moe had tried to control the crowd inside of the bar, but there was just too much craziness. He then mentioned how he caught sight of Link, Itaav and Zelda with Pennysworth, and immediately made chase, and how he had stopped Blind from potentially murdering all of them.

"Will Mr. Pennysworth be alright?" Zelda asked worriedly after the story was done with.

"I think so," Maggie said, "It looks like he just got a bump on the head, but scrubs are always hard to tell because they're so… scrubbish, I suppose."

No one asked further, as Maggie had pretty much summed it up. No one there was really familiar with scrub anatomy and physiology.

"I knew there was something off about that girl, though." Moe mumbled, glancing at Zelda. "Guessing that she wasn't really your sister, eh?"

With a guilty flush coming across the princess's face, she shook her head. "I didn't know, though…" She said quietly.

"If I didn't figure that out, I wouldn't have brought you here." Moe growled.

"Be nice, Moe," Maggie snapped, to which the moblin merely grumbled something in Moblish that earned him a glare from his wife.

"How…" Link began, looking from the wife to the husband. "How did…"

But Maggie seemed to know what he was getting at, for her eyes brightened. "Oh yes, it is a bit unusual I suppose, seeing a couple like us. A few years ago I had been kidnapped by a gang because my father had some gambling debts." She lovingly held onto her husband's arm. "Moe was the one who made it all bearable – and he eventually helped me escape. And then Penny was nice enough to give my Moe a job, so we've been able to live happily together!"

"That's so romantic!" Zelda said, so amazed that she'd forgotten her earlier embarrassment.

Again, Link and Itaav exchanged looks that said 'romantic' was not the word they had been looking for.

Apparently, Moe was not liking the conversation much either, so he sent a glare to their three guests and then snarled, "I know you three weren't supposed to be at the Cat – and then you disappeared before that snake got away from my sight. But you saved Mr. Pennysworth, so I shouldn't ask what went on. But we don't got room for you here."

Maggie, despite the protesting look on her face, did not say anything. And they all knew it wasn't because Moe had been lying. "The thing is…" Itaav had begun, "We kind of can't leave without Pennysworth."

Zelda looked at the Engineer with a confused look, and became even more confused when she saw that Link didn't look puzzled either. But then it dawned her too. It was because Pennysworth knew that she was the princess of the Pride. And if he knew that, he would sell that information to anyone who came looking. Though Zelda was quite sure as soon as they explained everything to him, he would be happy to keep the secret.

Itaav and Link, on the other hand, knew that wasn't the case. Much as they hated to think it true, Blind was right in calling Pennysworth a 'pathetic sellout.' They knew his type – the type that had a price for everything and had a sense of self-preservation large enough to make a roach jealous. If the Gerudo came asking again, Pennysworth would give them the information they wanted, whether they paid him or threatened him. The potentially worse situation, however, would be if Cole came and asked Pennysworth about Zelda. Either way, the scrub was a loose end… and Link wasn't quite sure how they were supposed to handle it.

Itaav had an idea, though. Several actually, one of which was eerily similar to what Blind had tried to do earlier. However, that was something that would be a bit of a last resort method. He rather hoped it wouldn't have to resort to that, because he was quite sure the moblin whose roof they were under would not appreciate it. At least, that was the impression he got after seeing what had happened to Blind.

"And what makes you think he isn't safe here?" Moe asked irritably.

"We're not worried about his safety so much as we're worried about hers," Link said, gesturing to Zelda.

The moblin seemed to have an idea of what they were getting at immediately. "It's Mr. Pennysworth's job to get info on people."

"Yeah, well, he just found out the kind of secret that can get him killed…" Itaav then paused and added, "Well, aside from the ones he already knows about Blind."

Moe continued to glare at them, but Maggie whispered something in his ear. He let out a grumble in Moblish and then Maggie looked at them and said, "You can talk to Penny when he wakes up."

Blind was in pain. But then again, not many could take a punch from a moblin and not be in pain. He couldn't quite understand why everything was so dark, though. Or why he felt as if a pile of broken wood was on top of him. He heard scuffling and things seemed to get brighter. There was a muffled sound and then all of sudden, he was up on his feet, being supported by two of his men.

"Can you hear me, Boss?" One of them yelled into his ear.

A punch to the face answered the subordinate's question quite quickly. The other subordinate immediately stepped away. Blind, senses returning, brushed his fist off and then looked down. He was still in that goddess-forsaken dress. He'd forgotten he was wearing it earlier. He tore it off; partly out of frustration, partly because he just wanted it off. But it was mostly frustration. He wasn't used to failure. Or more accurately, he himself wasn't used to failing. And that's fucking irritating as hell. He spat in his mind. Nonetheless, the removal of the dress made him feel loads better. He didn't know how women did it, wearing those things all the time. They were terribly inconvenient when compared to a nice sensible pair of pants – though if you were wearing a skirt over pants, it didn't make life any easier.

"Ah, what happened, sir?" Asked the subordinate who hadn't been punched. The one that had been punched was currently writing on the ground, gasping in pain over what he could only guess was a bloodied and broken nose.

"Do you really need to ask?" There was a surprising calm to his voice, though it did have the tiniest bit of irritation.

"Oh… I'm sorry to hear that, sir…"

"Sorry won't get us anywhere. Besides, it wasn't a complete failure."

The man with the broken nose slowly got up, holding his bloodied nose gingerly. "Id wabint?" He asked.

"No. And with any luck, that little trophy is still hanging around him too." The thief said with a smirk.

They followed their leader as he began to walk away from his 'landing' sight. They did not comment on his limp or his own set of cuts and bruises, plainly visible on his bare back, as he would not be very pleased if they were mentioned. But they did look at each other, wondering what their fearless leader was talking about. One of them finally asked, "Trophy?"

"Oh yes. Pennysworth found a lovely little trophy… A pretty little princess. And I intend to claim that trophy."

The mouths of the subordinates turned into O's of understanding before turning into mischievous smiles probably more appropriate for six year old boys. Boss found himself a girl. Which wasn't unusual. When you were an up and coming soon to be king of the criminal kingdom of Bleak, girls came and went. But this girl was a princess. So if the boss married a princess, he really would be a king. And how many would-be crime lords could claim that… aside from the Gerudo, but those were pirates.

The fact was, if the boss married a princess and became a king, no upstarts like Pennysworth would dare try to get the better of him. They'd be in their proper place, yes they would! At least, that's what they were thinking. Boss's plans usually had something more – mostly because he thought big. Grunts like them always thought small… But still, the boss being a king! That was cool!

Just one problem… "Um, but Boss… where'd Pennysworth and that princess go?"

Blind paused to turn back and look at his subordinates. He looked quite smug as he held up a pretty leaf that wasn't native to any of the trees on Bleak. In fact, it looked like it was probably more appropriate for a tree that could be found on the Continent, in the big forests. "I told you it wasn't a complete failure."

Again, the lackeys' mouths turned into O's of understanding. That's why the boss was so great! He was always one step ahead of everybody! And here he was with one of those leaves from Pennysworth's obnoxious coat! All they needed was a Wolfos! And they had three specially bred ones imported from the Snow Region of the Continent because the Boss said "you never know when you might need to use a mutt's nose." What foresight!

"Dat's abazing Bohth!" Exclaimed the broken nosed lackey.

"Of course it is." Said Blind proudly before sticking the leaf back in his pocket. "Did you expect anything less?"

They didn't answer, mostly because they knew it was a rhetorical question. Blind didn't hire no idiots, after all. They were, however, smiling goofily as they followed theirboos back to the base – because there was just no beating Blind and his gang!

Itaav, Link, and Zelda had retreated to the roof of Moe and Maggie's tiny home. It was the only place they could get any sort of privacy, as the inside of the small little house really didn't know anything such as privacy. When they were pretty sure neither Maggie nor Moe had their ears under them in hopes of catching something they said, they had begun to talk about what exactly had happened.

"You did the tornado, right?" Link asked Itaav.

"Yeah… I didn't expect it to pack that much of a punch, though…" The Engineer confessed.

"But what happened after the tornado hit, Link?" Zelda asked, honestly curious.

The Scaler's face contorted several times in the short span of time he was trying to come up with an answer. "I… I'm not entirely sure." He said sheepishly. "It was really dusty; all I knew was that I had to find Pennysworth before Blind got to him. I crashed into Gorman but he wasn't any help… I think he might have peed himself, honestly. But I found Pennysworth. He was already knocked out – blown against the wall pretty hard, I'd guess. That tornado was still going at Blind, but…" Link shuddered. "That guy is scary determined. He was fighting it; like grabbing the fixtures on the wall and dragging himself towards Pennysworth as if it was the only thing he had to look forward to in life."

The mere thought alone was enough to make Itaav and Zelda shudder as well. Clearly, the situation was getting worse and worse the more they analyzed the amount of bloodlust that the thief contained.

"Oh, Itaav, with all that chaos, I never did find out." Zelda said, "Since when could you fly? I mean, if you already can, the Helmaroc seems rather pointless, then."

Link stared at his friend confusedly. Itaav also seemed just as confused, mostly because he'd forgotten all about that. Truthfully, he didn't even know how that situation onf the second floor hall of the Dancing Cat really happened. It just did… so all he said was, "I didn't know I could…" He thought for a moment and added, "I don't think I can again. It was all spur of the moment."

"But if you did it once, surely you can do it again." The princess pointed out matter-of-factly. "You could try it right here."

Itaav looked from the princess to over the roof, then back to the girl. "Yeah, I'd rather not risk breaking both my legs for an ability I may or may not have. That's just me." He mentioned offhandedly. Link was nodding in agreement.

Absently, the girl put a finger on her lip, seemingly in thought. "Oh… when you put it like that then, I suppose it isn't a good idea…"

The boys said nothing, as they were getting quite used to the princess's odd thought process.

Silence seemed to be the way to go then. None of the three said a word, really unable to find anything they could speak of without leading to, "we need to get out of here as quickly as possible." However, the silence wasn't making the roof anymore comfortable. And it wasn't comfortable to start with the heat of Bleak. While the home was small enough so that it was shaded by taller buildings, Bleak had an uncomfortable heat resulting from the shoddy layout of buildings and the fact that it was just a naturally humid and warm place, made even more humid by the constant fog surrounding the island. So with the discomfort and the silence, time seemed to inch by.

After a moment, they heard the trap door to the roof open. They looked back, seeing Maggie's head pop up from below. "Penny's awake. You can talk to him now, if you'd like."

"Yes, please." Zelda said.

With that, Maggie retreated back down into the house and the three followed suit. It wasn't hard to get to Pennysworth this time, mostly because the room that contained the ladder to the roof and the bedroom were connected.

The scrub was on the bed, twiggy arms crossed and looking remarkably unhappy. He looked over to Maggie, who raised her eyebrows in a "you're not getting out of this" fashion, and then nodded to the trip before leaving.

You want a thank you? Well fine then, thank you!" Pennysworth hissed, snapping his head the other way to avoid their gazes.

Link jabbed an elbow into Itaav before he could say anything damaging, which it looked like he was very well about to. "We didn't come for a thank you," Link said.

The scrub huffed before warily looking to the group. "What do you want then?"

"Please, Mr. Pennysworth," Zelda stepped up, "It's very important you don't tell anyone about me."

"Feh. No can do, missy. I'm an information broker, it's what I do." He said, haughtily puffing his chest out.

"And that's the problem; you'll sell us out the moment we leave, which isn't good for us." Itaav said, an edge to his voice.

"So?"

"So? There is a reason she's off ship – and it's worse than anything Blind has in store for you. He's worse than the Gerudo too." The Engineer said.

"Pfft, worse than death? Puh-lease!" The scrub said sarcastically.

"How about dying slowly?" Link added.

Pennysworth wavered for the smallest of moments before puffing his chest out again. "Hah, nice try! It's not going to work!"

"He killed Gerudo." Zelda said. Even Link and Itaav looked back at the girl, not expecting her to say anything. She looked grimly solemn, and her blue eyes were set right into the scrubs golden ones. The scrub had frozen solid, seemingly paralyzed by her gaze. "He killed them and fashioned a fake corpse from what he could use of them, then tossed the rest out. He tried to kill Itaav and Link too. You could sell him the information on me and then he'll kill me as well. And that isn't very honorable, Mr. Pennysworth. It's downright despicable and I imagine he'd kill you too once he got what he wanted to hear!" Her voice had grown from steady to something reminiscent of a schoolteacher. She didn't look distraught either, just incredibly frustrated. Needless to say, both boys found themselves impressed – Itaav even more so because he simply hadn't expected the girl had that in her.

Had Pennysworth been human or Hylian, his mouth might have been opening and closing awkwardly. Instead, his snout just quivered awkwardly, unable to find the proper noises to make words. Finally, he managed to spurt out a very shaky and high voice, "Th-th-that's n-not t-true! You're still t-trying t-to s-scare m-me!"

"Goddesses, will you just promise to keep your trap shut already?" Itaav yelled.

"Never!" That came out of Pennysworth's snout so clearly and quickly, it had to be a trained response.

"You know, if you're like this all of the time, it's a miracle you're still alive." Link said, not at all sure if he was amazed or frustrated by the stubbornness that the scrub was displaying.

Itaav, who was squeezing the bridge of his nose in irritation, growled, "Yeah, I'm beginning to understand why Blind wants to kill him."

Zelda, brow knit into a deep furrow, gave an almost pouty look before saying, "You're acting incredibly… incredibly…" she seemed to be struggling with the word she wanted to say, but she eventually spurt it out, "-stupid!" A quickly as she had said it, she slapped her hands over her mouth, looking horrified. "I… I'm sorry!"

Link noted Itaav was struggling with all his might not to say something along the lines of, 'Don't insult someone and then take it back!' It was actually quite amusing for the blond to watch his paler friend's face contort in resistance. It almost looked as if it was physically paining Itaav not to say it.

But Link put his attention back on Pennysworth, who was again avoiding their gazes and staring at a particular piece of wall. Despite his apparent stubbornness, his attempts to keep his own eyes from the teens were half-hearted now. It wasn't ten seconds later that Pennysworth faced them again and burst out, "I'm not promising anyth-"

The scrub was cut short by three piercing howls echoing off from not far away. It was enough to make everyone in the room freeze, though for the three Hylians it was more out of confusion. They'd never heard Wolfos, so they weren't quite getting why Pennysworth's knees were clattering. And as if to confirm the scrub's worst fears, Moe ran into the room and shouted, "Blind's Wolfos! You all need to get out of here!"

"Wolfos? But those live in the Snow-" Zelda was about to recite a whole page she'd read from a book, all about how it was impossible for Wolfos to be all the way on the Sea, but she was silenced when Itaav had taken her by the wrist and rushed her down the steps. She barely let out a yelp before they were out of the small house, Link following close behind with Pennysworth on his back. She hadn't quite heard what had went on, but did manage to hear Link saying, "Can you at least try to calm down? Your knees are jabbing my ribs!"

She wished she could have said goodbye to Moe and Maggie, but she, Itaav, and Link were running through the thin alleys of the decrepit street. And then the howls returned. Itaav cursed, but she felt the magic course around him just as a light breeze headed off to the sides, then all around and up and down. She understood… the wind going in different directions might throw off their scent. That was smart but… from the look on Itaav's face, it was obviously a temporary fix.

"Where will we go?" She asked, struggling to keep up right after Itaav had released her.

"No choice; the Helmaroc." The Engineer said.

"A hemy-whats?" Pennysworth had said. He was promptly ignored, however.

"But what about not being able to carry-"

"No choice, remember?" Itaav snapped. Just under his breath he added, mostly to himself, "Goddess damn do I hate running…"

They could hear barking behind them, but they somehow all managed to find the strength to keep running. But the Wolfos seemed to be catching up to them all too quickly. They were beginning to hear paws catching up to them, and deep down they knew that eventually their legs would give out.

Link, having the most weight on him because of Pennysworth, was the first to let out a yelp as a Wolfos made a snap at one of his legs. Luckily, he hadn't lost his balance and managed to pick up more speed. However, that now made Zelda the slower target due to her shorter frame and in general lack of athletic ability. But she kept running, fearing for the worst as the Wolfos came up behind her and… ran right around her and back towards Link. They didn't want her…

"Link! They only want Mr. Pennysworth! Keep running!" She shouted.

At that moment, Itaav turned on the ball of his foot and sent three well aimed gusts of wind at the Wolfos. The canines howled in surprise and twirled in the air.

"P-princess!" Link gasped, obviously exhausted from running. But despite that, he kept going. "C-can you warp us… s-somewhere?"

"I-I don't – I mean, yes I can!" Now was not the time for self-doubt, she told herself. Her last two warps had been short of disastrous, but they were all dead tired from running. They couldn't keep this up. And the Wolfos were already picking themselves up.

"What? Warping, I don't think-"

But she had grabbed Link, and Itaav skidded to a halt to catch the girl's other hand. The Helmaroc, she thought. We have to get to the Helmaroc.

"Farore's Wind!"

A man crossdresses once and all of a sudden everyone thinks he's a regular drag queen. Blind is not, in fact, a regular crossdresser. He just has this habit of when he really wants someone dead, he likes to do it himself no matter what the cost. In fact, a good chunk of Blind's characterization is derived from the Time Spinner - or to be more accurate, TS's male mortal offshoot. For those of you have no idea who the Time Spinner is, all you need to know is that if Blind's characterization has any relation to him... then Blind himself is a downright nasty person. And it is my regret that I didn't get to show it off as much as I would've liked this chapter, but the Blind arc isn't done and we will be seeing more of him... even possibly after the arc is done.

Anyways, Moe and Maggie, from the sidequest in WindWaker. You only ever see Maggie, only hearing anything about Moe through letters. In the game, he actually wanted to eat Maggie, but it ended up a bit different here, as you can see. I have to admit, I had much the same reactions that link and Itaav had as I wrote those scenes. Nonetheless, I'm vaguely interested in perhaps doing a oneshot involving this particular Maggie and how she meets Moe and so on and so forth. It seems like it would be interesting to do, if not a bit wince inducing in a sweet way.

Also, Pennysworth was so stubborn, even I was surprised at his resistance. And this is my character. D:

Um... if I had something else to say, I don't remember. Too sleepy. So I go to sleep now. -w-