I have a request from 'NinjaSheik' (Stop pestering me!! :P). Hope you like!!
P.S. I think I made Sheik a girl for this one. I think…
Title: Pressing the Right Buttons
Word Count: 557
Characters: Link, Sheik
Pairing: SheikxLink
Song: Colours of Love (Kiss me) – Kelly Chen
*…Smash the Holidays Away…*
"Just what are you doing Link?" Sheik asked with a hint of amusement. Link stopped what he was doing and turned to the Sheikah.
"Video games. Got one for Christmas." The swordsman replied curtly before returning to the world of plumbers, overgrown turtles, and mushrooms. Sheik merely shook her head and mumbled about men and their games.
"Could you at least respond in proper sentences? Or has staring at a screen for six hours finally gotten to you?"
"I can. Just don't want to." Sheik groaned as she set herself onto the couch, while Link continued to ignore her.
"I don't even see how this is interesting. I mean, all you're doing is pushing a load of buttons-"
"Colourful buttons Sheik. That part's important." Link interrupted her while she tried to reprimand her boyfriend. Sheik let out a little growl of frustration.
"Fine. You're pressing a bunch of colourful buttons. How is that even amusing?"
"Just is." Link turned his full attention back to the screen. Sheik silently fumed, and began pacing as to let her anger simmer down.
'Men!' She thought while Link cried out when his character died again. 'I mean, what is with them and brightly lit screens anyway?' The Sheikah had to resist the urge to kick her boyfriend as she paced by him.
"Hey Sheik." Link called out from out of nowhere. Sheik raised her eyebrow at his sudden attempt at talking to her.
"What do you want Link? Have you finally decided to respond in more than four words?" She responded, still miffed at the swordsman. She didn't feel any better when a goofy smile graced his face.
"Nope. But, you wanna try?" An incredulous look could be seen on the Sheikah's face, even though it was covered by her infamous scarf.
"What? Me? Try that? Never!" She sputtered out. Link smirked.
"Talking like me? That's no good." He replied offhandedly, as he waved the controller in front of her. "Try it. It's fun. Good for you to."
"How is that," She replied frostily as she shoved the controller out of her face. "Good for me? I'm sorry, I like my brains not turned to mush, thank you very much." Sheik muttered the last part. The swordsman simply paused the game and sat by her. The Sheikah blinked as he moved in closer. She could feel herself breathe in sharply as to prepare herself for when he would lean in…
"You know you wanna." Sheik stopped thinking after he murmured that into her ear.
"Huh?"
"Play. The game. You know you wanna." This caused Sheik to lose all control.
"You are the worst! Is that all you can think about?" She cried out.
"Maybe." Link replied with a cat-like smile. Oh. Now it was on.
"Fine. Let's see how I do when playing your little game." She spat as she grabbed the controller. This was going to be a long night.
…:::|:::…
Link stared with wide eyes. He couldn't believe it.
He watched as his girlfriend trounced Bowser. Yet again. On hard. He could barely do it on easy! There had to be something wrong with this picture.
"Hey Sheik? Do you want to give the game back to me?"
"No. Go away."
"Come on, you can stop playing now. I get your point now."
"It's fine. Stop asking."
"But-"
"No."
I am tired, can't feel my pinky finger, and my FOB hat is out of ideas.
So sorry. Anyways, GOOD NIGHT!
