When I was finally clean again, if dripping a little from the last of the water, I took care to get back to Dr. Left's house without having to make return journey to the river, and by the time I had I found a local Minish in blue waiting for me outside a normally tiny door beside the main one – and one that looked more well-used than the main one too.

"I heard you talking to him," she said as I approached, pointing out a foot that nearly caught me on the way. "You're the one Elder Librari spoke of, aren't you? The one restoring the Picori Sword."

"Yeah, I suppose I gotta admit to that one," I replied.

"What's that supposed to mean?" Ezlo asked.

"Oh, it's one of those things you told me to keep to myself. A little rule that comes in useful – never admit to anything."

"Why am I not surprised?" he muttered to himself.

The Minish girl listened with amusement to that exchange, then told me, "The book you want is up in the rafters. Some of the Minish up there wanted to read what humans thought about us. Only Left moved a cabinet, and now no one can get back up there."

"You mean I've got to go all the way back to the portal, get back to normal, come back here, shift a cabinet, then do it all over again as a Minish so I can get up there?"

"Well, you could. But, you Heroes all like adventures, so if you don't mind going on one, there's another option. There's a treasure here in town that all the Minish talk about, and it's supposed to make it possible for even the littlest Minish to move huge things."

"That could come in useful later," Ezlo remarked. "We might as well take the time to retrieve it now – if it's true."

"Probably. Alright, what adventure do I have to go on?" I asked her.

"There's clues that'll lead you to it," she told me. "It goes like this: Cross the bridge that spans the rapid flow, through the land of the fearsome beasts until you reach the misty falls. The treasure sleeps on the other side of the secret entrance there. If the legend that goes with them is true, you start from this house and go through the fireplace – we know that one already, we've even rigged up a system that lets us put out any fire he lights there so it's safe for us."

"Is it safe right now?"

"Probably," she shrugged, letting us in through the tiny door. "It was when I left just now, anyway. Looks like it still is. I'd go with you, but I'm happy to stay here. Good luck!" she told me, then headed off to another small door that presumably led to where she lived.

Climbing up chimneys is not something new to me, though doing so as a Minish was. Their diligent, patient and careful work had seen a long ladder reach the whole way up and out on to the roof, where in turn I was able to reach a part of town on a higher level.

For once, the directions were neither cryptic or obscure, and having been around town enough by now to see practically all of it left me in no doubt as to where I had to go. The bridge mentioned was a thin, narrow plank of wood that crossed a river that flowed through town, put in place with a net underneath to catch debris and keep the water clean.

On the other side of the river I passed the cattery – which was the Minish's 'land of the fearsome beast' since the cats could see Minish and thought of them as toys, prey, or both. Here my own natural habits came to me, using the jungle of grass and plants to hide myself as I sneaked past the various cats, eventually allowing me to emerge through a narrow gap between two rocks and climb down a vine to a familiar place – the ornamental pond where I'd acquired a few things when I'd first arrived. Although not so noticeable to the human eye, from a Minish viewpoint the fountain that supplied was a waterfall that did in fact have a ring of mist around it – the 'misty falls'.

All I had to do then was make the long journey around the edge of the pond, trying to avoid falling off, a stray cat, and any humans who decided to perch on the edge of it, not realizing I was there. A small opening had been left in the wall by past Minish, opening into a clearly Minish-made cave.

"Who knew there was a place like this behind the town water pump?" Ezlo mused to himself. Someone coughed meaningfully. "Aside from you!" Ezlo snapped.

"The Minish?" I suggested, then seeing his reaction quickly added, "Never mind that now, lets get looking for this treasure of theirs. Though I don't think I'm going to be getting too far without getting wet again," I added, gesturing to the stream of water that ran through here, supplying the pond outside.

I had only two choices, if you discounted the water. Find out what lay north, or head through the door to the east. Since I heard no noises besides the water coming north, and I heard sounds of movement through the doorway, I headed east.

Here there were two red Mulldozers and a pair of spike traps protecting a hole in the ground. The Mulldozers didn't last too long, and triggering the spike traps gave me time enough to fill the hole with light from Pacci's cane and use it to leap up to the higher ledge.

The door that led me to gave me a completely empty room – empty until I set foot past the door, which closed behind me and caused four blue Mulldozers, the tougher and more erratic kind, to drop down. As erratic as they were, they still weren't any match for me, and three strikes each from the sword defeated them, making a large chest flicker into being – a novel effect.

"Different," I noted, shoving it open to retrieve two golden bracelets.

"I'm experimenting with different effects," Link's voice said. "If nothing else to make a change from chests just appearing out of nowhere. Flashy effects count for a lot, you know."

"And these would be the treasure the Minish mentioned?" I asked, putting on the bracelets.

"Of course," he replied. "Don't delay, Manic. You've still got a lot to do."

"If you keep nagging me, I'm going to slow down on purpose," I threatened him.

"Please don't. I already owe the Goddess of Time enough favours to last several lifetimes."

"All the more incentive for you to stop then, isn't it?" I replied smugly.

I left by the only other door here, taking me to the northern part of the original room. Link didn't respond any more – I guess even he can only stand so much of me. There wasn't anywhere to go from here but back to Left's house, since I still refused to get wet and there really didn't seem to be anything interesting on the other side of the water – nothing worth going for a swim for, anyway.

I knew the way back, and aside from several Minish who'd apparently gone as far as they dared (to just outside the cattery, not having the courage to brave the cats), there really wasn't much to worry about. The Minish were surprised that I'd managed to go through what they called a den of evil and come back alive, but it was hard to tell if they meant the cats or the cave behind the fountain.

Dr. Left was of course still deeply engrossed in the tome on his desk when I finally got back, and somehow managed to completely ignore the sounds of two large cabinets, apparently moving by themselves as I, still a Minish, made use of these golden bracelets to shove what appeared to be massive, towering cabinets.

"Do you still have them?" Silver asked curiously.

"'course I do. I didn't keep all my stuff, but I got to keep a few things. Don't really need them too often, but..." Manic tugged up the arms of his tunic and showed them.

"They're gold alright," Silver nodded. "I can feel that from here. But I don't see how they work for you without a mind like mine."

"Ma-gic," Knuckles said exaggeratedly. "There were people in Skyloft who made things like that on a regular basis. I imagine the Minish have their own craftsmen – either that or someone else used one of those portals to get them down to Minish size."

"Or Link just waved his hands, or whatever it is the gods do," Manic added. "Finished with 'em now, or did you want to wait before I carry on?"

Moving the cabinets allowed me to use yet another Minish staircase, this one just inside the walls themselves, to reach the top of them, and from there a second hole in the wall led me up into the rafters. The place was a bit dusty, lit only by a single candle that provided more than enough light for the family of Minish living up here, and surrounded by immense books the Minish had pilfered from Dr. Left below. One Minish, who was perched on the edge of a book, wandering back and forth as he read it, glanced up as I came into the light and made a vague gesture off to one side.

I followed his gaze to a second Minish, who was jumping on the edge of a large green book, trying to get it to fall down. The Hylian words on the spine read, 'Legends of the Picori' – the book I was looking for.

"I know, I know, you want this book," the Minish said when I joined him, out of breath. "It was a fascinating read, but I can't get it back down on my own, and my brother's so interested in the book he's got that he won't help me with it."

"Maybe if we both jumped?" I wondered, half to myself. We both trekked out to the edge of the book, fully aware that we'd both probably fall with the book if we did, and despite the weight of both of us and the impact of jumping the book teetered, but did not fall.

"I guess even if he wasn't busy it wouldn't have been enough then," the Minish sighed. "Now how'm I going to get it back down?"

I already had a solution, though it'd be the first time I did this in front of others.

"Don't get surprised," I told him. "I'm going to do something kinda remarkable."

Naturally, all that did was get the entire family of Minish to stop and watch with interest as I swung the sword to bring out Red. After only a moment of surprise, the Minish joined the two of me on the edge of the book, though this time before we jumped one of the other Minish tied a long length of string around the three of us.

Now all it took was one good leap on the edge to send the book flying down below. Dr. Left somehow contrived to remain blissfully unaware of it, he was so busy. The string we were on left us dangling over the edge, but the Minish are almost as agile as I was, and it wasn't long before we'd all climbed back up, Red taking the easy way out and simply touching my sword as I climbed past.

All that was left now was for me to make the long journey all the way back to the garden to get back to normal size, retrieve the book and get it back to the library.

I did check the book when I got back to it, just in case it had been damaged by the fall, but Hylians make their books to last through the ages, so it isn't surprising to find that aside from a few creased pages which I took the time to do something about, there wasn't the slightest sign anything untoward had happened to it.

The librarians had both managed to stop arguing during this somewhat more lengthy escapade, though I noticed even as I returned the book the librarian handing checking out books was looking even more amused than before.

"Goodness, you managed to get this back?" the returns librarian said, surprised by the book. "However did you manage to track it down?"

"Oh, I'm resourceful. It was a bit of an adventure, but not really anything important. Any more books?"

"Only one more for the shelf upstairs – 'A History of Masks'. Checked out by our own Mayor Hagen."

"Good luck with that one," the other librarian smirked. "I heard he was seen taking it with him when he went to his lakeside cabin."

"Library books aren't meant to be taken out of the town!"

Yet again, the two were back arguing with each other. I wondered idly as I left if it wasn't something they actually did just because they enjoyed a good argument over even the most ridiculous of things.