Hey peoplez! Hope you enjoy this shorter chapter...i had a bad case of writer's block- but, it's all good :3.

The Legend of Zelda is not something that I own...D:


"Hrgggnn…." A grunt escaped Red's mouth, as he struggled to gain back consciousness. "Ugghh…..Wait!" He bolted upright and looked around the room, confused as to where he was.

Then it hit him. Oh yeah, we had to spend the night at that scary blacksmith's house! ...I hope he's not mad at us…

He jumped out of the bed, and walked around to face Vio- who was still sleeping. Now to wake him up...Red decided to try yelling first.

"VIO, HEY VIO! WAAAAAKKKEEEE UP!" He bellowed right into the boy's face.

Nothing- not even any twitching. Time for plan B

Red started to shove his 'brother', which eventually turned into light punches. Still nothing. He jumped up onto the bed and began to jump on Vio, in hopes to finally get the kid awake….Ok well time to add them all together.

Red somehow jumped on him, shoved and punched him, and yelled at the sleeping boy in purple….which actually did get a reaction this time. Yay, a new waking up method! Red thought happily to himself while Vio grunted and looked around for the culprit who stole his sleep away.

"Now Red, why did you have to go about doing that?" Vio asked rubbing the sleep out of his eyes. "Oh, I presume we slept in as usual?"

"Yup, of course! We always did, and we always will!" Red chirped, as he began to walk to the messy pile of clothes that the two boys had created the night before.

"It is way too early to be that happy….well you're always happy, so I guess it doesn't matter what time it is." Vio complained light heartedly joining his 'brother' at the gear and clothes pile.

Vio- without looking – snatched up a tunic and hat off the floor, and put them on, and he went to go pick up his gear when he realized something strange. The person in front of him was wearing a purple tunic….his purple tunic.

Red looked up from the gear and began laughing, as he noticed what happened. "Looks like we picked up the wrong tunic again…Red!" Red joked, falling to the floor in glee. Vio looked less than thrilled… as this was like the third time this similar thing had happened to them- of course with Green and Blue included….which made getting the right color to the right person a whole lot harder, considering they all argue (other than Red…who would just laugh hysterically), and the fact that they all look exactly alike - other than their heights. Green is the same height of the original Link they all used to be, Red is a little shorter than that, and Blue is a little taller than Green. Vio is the tallest, being taller than even Blue….not by that much though- they were all relatively around the same height.

Red took off the violet tunic and hat, and threw them atop Vio, who was taking off the red one, but he purposely left the red cap on his head.

"Vio, you silly, I need my hat!" Red laughed, reaching up to the taller boy's head, trying to yank the hat off, he succeeded in taking it off his head, but it still wasn't in his possession. Vio had put his own colored hat back on, and had squished the red one into his adventurer's pouch.

"Vio….you-you smushed it! Meanie….you smushed my hat!" Red complained, tears beginning to well up in his puppy-dog looking eyes. This was Vio's one weakness- besides a good book – so he grabbed the red piece of cloth, smoothed it out, and plopped it in the shorter boy's head.

"There, ok. Now that we have that fixed, let's go back to Paint's house…since I just figured out that it's midday, and not early morning." Vio said curtly. "Maybe we can finally figure out how to go home, so we can save Zelda, and the Maidens." He continued in a nicer tone to help cheer up the red Link

They opened the spare room door, and began sneaking down the hallway. Around the corner, they could hear a deep voice, and steady beating of a hammer against metal. Maybe we can sneak by him? Vio thought to himself

Red cowered behind Vio, as he took the lead, but as soon as they stepped into the main room of the house, a loud voice caught their attention. "Hey, stop there young'uns."

"Oh that's right… I remember. I thought it was just a dream…I mean Link of all people coming here in the middle of the night, instead of sleeping? Absurd!" The black smith thought aloud. "Red, and Vio was it?" The two boys nodded. "You two kids can sure sleep in…I forgot you were here, and assumed it was a dream!" He joked, making Red feel a little more comfortable around him. "You know, you two are even more similar to Link, than I thought!"

Vio gave an awkward chuckle at that last comment. If only he knew how true that statement was- we are all incarnations of the same Hero's Spirit… Vio thought, as Red opened his mouth to speak.

"Mister, which way to Paint's house? I-I mean Link's house." Red corrected himself as soon as he realized his slight mistake.

"Link's house is east of here- once you leave you'll come across it eventually." The blacksmith informed. "So you guys are leaving so soon? You boys just got up!"

"Sorry sir, but it's important and we should really get going….thanks for letting us stay the night here, we really appreciate it." Vio thanked as he and Red began to walk towards the exit.

"Now, when you see Link, I want to pass a message on from me, ok? Tell him that he better be here tomorrow to help me out, I don't care whatever it is that he is doing then….I want him here. And if he skips out…..tell him to watch out." He said with a stern face that scared Red into cowering behind Vio again. The blacksmith noticed this, and added a small smile….which only made it look more diabolical.

Jogging out of there as fast as they could, they began to head eastward in hope's they recognize Paint's house. "Hey Vi, do you think they are all awake yet?"

"Red, its midday, I'm sure they are all awake. We slept in really late this morning….even for us." Vio answered back. They walked in silence after that…..well if you could call Red annoyingly humming Princess Zelda's old lullaby 15 times in a row, silent. Vio was afraid to say anything, for it may hurt the red clothed boy….but he was about to explode- you can only listen to that tune for a certain amount of time before you felt like killing yourself….and they passed by that mark a while ago. It was a nice tune, sure….but it got tedious and irritating the more you heard it- Red didn't seem to understand that.

He was about to ask Red to stop, or maybe hum a different tune, but before the words could escape his lips, a group of people all in green and one abnormally blue Zora caught their attention. Red, being Red, ran forward to greet the group of friends, and the Zora….leaving Vio with nothing but to follow his 'brother'.


"Come on Blue, stop your sulking… it's not that bad is it?" Scrub asked, while exiting Paint's house, Blue still standing there in the middle of the house, refusing to follow them. "Out of the three, Zora's my favorite….just wait until you go swimming!" Blue only snorted at that.

"Hey you know, if you cooperate with us, I'll let you know how to take that mask off. The faster we go and get Red and Vio, and see that they're not dead, the faster you don't have to be a Zora anymore." Scrub persuaded. Blue snorted again and rolled his eyes, but started to walk forward.

"Let me guess….That's Blue?" Ora asked pointing up at the deep blue shaded Zora, walking behind Scrub, Green, Dusk, and Paint. He got several nods in confirmation. The Zora in question was radiating anger…. Though not as much as expected coming from Blue of all people.

It's actually pretty dangerous….Take Blue's already short tempered attitude, and add that to an angering situation. To top the cake, he now has built in sharp weapons attached to his arms.

"B-Blue…I know what you're thinking. And please do not stab anyone with your ….'fin arms'." Green said nervously, glancing up at Blue. He looked as if he was going to argue back, or deliberately stab his 'brother' but he stopped, and sighed instead.

"You do know that you can still talk, right?" Scrub asked sincerely, clearly noting that Blue had been silent thus far, the only noises being sighs and grunts.

Blue's face adopted a thoughtful look as he contemplated on sharing his opinion on the situation. "Yes, but every Zora I've encountered, their voice is contorted like talking underwater. …Which is exactly how I sound…*sigh*."

Dusk let out the breath he didn't know he was holding, due to the fact that Blue had decided to start with a less deadly tone, and topic. It's coming….it's coming. Dusk thought while inwardly cringing slightly.

"Now, Scrub?" Blue started in a normal tone.

"...Uhh, yeah?"

"Why couldn't you just put it on, I mean it's your mask and all... and why couldn't we vote on who was going to use it?" He asked, his voice in an even tone, after having time to mull over what happened. He was taking it surprisingly well. "Also Paint, is it that bad to just answer some questions, instead of dragging in other people to distract him, so you can get away easy?"

Are you sure that's still Blue? He seems more like me or Vio right now, maybe it was the mask's doing? Green thought looking up at his 'brother'. "Scrub, how did you get these masks?"

Choosing to ignore Blue, the group looked over to Scrub with curiosity. Scrub himself looked a little pale, and reluctant to share how exactly he got them.

"It can't be that bad can it? If you just bought it from some shady guy, that's fine, no reason to be embarrassed." Ora said, nicely coaxing Scrub to inform them on how exactly he got the 'magical' masks.

"No Ora it's not like that, I well…When I was stuck as a Deku scrub the first time, I had no clue what-so-ever. But once this stalker Mask Salesman taught me the Song of Healing- Dusk you heard it when Time/older-but-younger-me played it to fix me again - the Deku mask fell at my feet, and I found out what the mask really was." Scrub paused, hoping that he had satisfied them with his vague answer. The looks of the others, and Blue's curiosity of how he was a Zora, made him continue. "*sigh* The Goron mask, I got from a dead Goron named Darmani, whose spirit couldn't move on, since he was too worried for his tribe that was dying of the unnaturally freezing weather. I healed his spirit with the Song of Healing, and his soul formed the Goron mask. On the beach in Termina- an alternate world to Hyrule where I was during all this craziness… well Termina is crazy…but that's beside the point right now. Again Dusk you know what I'm talking about -, I saw a figure laying in the water, barely moving, so I swam out to him, and pushed him to the shore. He was a Zora named Mikau, and he was dying. He was trying to find the eggs that his 'girlfriend' Lulu had laid, because they had been stolen by a group of pirates, when he had gotten mortally wounded. He laid there dying in agony, not knowing if Lulu or her eggs were going to be alright, so I again played the Song of Healing, and his soul formed the Zora mask. When I put on those masks, I take the form of what they used to be, so basically I look just like they did when they were alive- with slight differences-. Oh and the Deku's soul in the Deku mask was already dead when I got it." He confessed rather quickly.

There was silence, as if everyone was trying to comprehend what the young boy had said. Well all except for Scrub himself, who was now thinking back on what a weird and messed up life he had since he landed in Termina…..well actually his life was weird before that too though. And it certainly hadn't gotten any better….he met himself, and not to mention several other incarnations of himself as well. If that's not strange...I don't know what is.

Dusk finally broke the silence, and pulled Scrub out of the thoughts of his strange life. "So, you basically wear dead people on your face? Dude, that's messed up, on like every level." He said while glancing at the pale Scrub.

"Look, I try to not think about it like that….with good reason. But technically yes."

"…So, did some people…like recognize you- or the dead people you look like, rather?" Paint asked awkwardly.

"Yeah, Darmani was like the biggest Goron warrior, and everyone respected him, so when they saw me…they kind of were all over me- especially this one Goron kid…don't get me started on that. Also Mikau was the lead guitarist in a famous Zora band, let's just say it's good that I have musical talent, or that would have not ended well." He trailed off. "And then there's Lulu, she definitely recognized me as Mikau, but she seemed to sense something different about me/him, so it didn't get too awkward." Scrub explained, blushing up a storm. "I also got 'recognized' as a Deku, by who apparently was the dead Deku kid I looked like's father."

"That sounds like it was fun for you." Ora said reaching down to tap Scrub on the shoulder in a 'there, there' gesture.

Blue, walking behind the rest of the group, looked horrified. Ok, so I have on a mask that used to be an actual person- who is dead, and now I look almost exactly like him? He put his hands back on his head and tried to scratch off the mask, wanting it off more now that he knew the truth behind the piece of wood attached to his face.

"Back to my original train of thought, when you don the masks, does the personality of the soul affect your personality while wearing it? I'm only asking since Blue over there, isn't as short tempered as he usually is." Green whispered into Scrub's ears. "What kind of person was Mikau…you know, before he died?"

"I guess their personality does affect the wearer a little, I just never really thought of it before, but now looking back….yes." Scrub decided quietly. "Oh and Mikau was a nice, thoughtful, and courageous Zora. Not always the smartest…blindly rushing into things. Then again all of us are like that too, so nothing too different there."

"Okay, that's what I thought, Blue's acting more like me or Vio, than himself right now." Green whispered, pointing over at Blue.

"Don't you worry, once I tell him how the take off the mask, he'll lose that, and be just the Blue we all know –I've only known him for less than a day, and I'm already on his bad side….I wish us all good luck." Scrub sighed with a wistful expression.

"HEY! Green, Paint, Dusk, Ora, and Scrub!" A higher pitched voice yelled. This coming from a red figure running towards the group, with a purple figure following behind. Red, and Vio.

"Hey. So you two aren't dead after all!" Dusk called, as the two multicolored boys approached the group. A chorus of greetings followed soon after.

"W-where's Blue?" Red asked in a small voice after noticing the blue Link's absence. Vio answered for the rest of the group.

"Now I would go around asking 'Who's the monotone Zora over there?' but considering the context, this is what I should be asking… Blue why in Hyrule are you a Zora?" Vio asked with slight sarcasm.

Said Zora blushed, and pointed rudely at Scrub, Dusk, Paint, and Green. This all but proved Vio's assumption. "Hey, don't ask me, ask the people who made me do it." Blue shrugged, gesturing again towards the others. "Oh, and on that note….Scrub please tell me how to take it off now since Red and Vio are back."

"Aww…fine. Behind the ears there is a button type spot you have to push in, then all you have to do is pull it off." Scrub informed, beginning to brace himself. After a dark flash of rainbows, regular ol' Blue was back, and his face was red with rage –hell, I'm sure you could even see steam coming out of his nose and ears. Suddenly a blue blur obscured everyone's vision, and they landed in a huge dogpile. There was also many a stab wound….let's just say, it is good news that every Link happened to be carrying multiple bottles full of Red Potion, and Healing Fairies.


Nothing new to note... Well anyway hope you enjoyed it!

~HylianHero