Odd one out part 2
Crestaria: Hiya peoples! Thank you DekuGirl (although you were signed as Deku Gril) and Alexandra I. Spears for the lovely reviews on the first chapter! Oh, and PikaCheeka, I am already weird (can't you tell? I'm in love with a SKULLKID for God's sakes), and this stupid Jake guy is based on a person in my french class. And yes, they have the same wierd accent (more like vocabulary)! Geez!
Odd One Out Part 2
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I woke up with a start, my head seriously hurting.
"Where am I?..." The last thing I remember was running away, falling asleep I guess, and talking
to my selves.
"Tough night Cerena?" I turned around and smiled as I saw my fairy, Siriana.
"Yeah. I hardly remember what happened..." I held my hand out to her, as the green-lighted fairy
settled into my palm.
Siriana had long brown hair, like mine, exept mine was shoulder length.
She had brown eyes, portraying my love for the forest.
But, I wish my eyes were green instead of blue...
She was dressed like a warrior I am, with a a purple buttoned sweater over a green tank top,
a lavender lily skirt over a shorter violet lily mini-skirt. Her wings were brown, and she wore
brown lace up boots, with a quiver on her bask, and a crossbow strung around her neck.
"Well," she said with a laugh like the rustling leaves, "Jake said mean things to you, and you
ran away,went out of Clock Town, climbed up a tree, and cried yourself to sleep."
I smiled, a little shamed-faced.
"And..." Her eyes wandered over Siriana's trademark braid-loops I wore while pretending to be
her.
I hands wandered up, and unfastened the loops. Siriana helped me to un-braid my hair.
"There,that's better.." she said triumphantly when my hair came down, a wavy brown sea.
I laughed.
"I still look nothing like Cerena. I need to cut my hair, change my clothes, and retrieve my
sword."
"Well, your clothes and stuff are over at Muya's place, and don't worry about cutting your
hair, 'cause Muya will make you retake the Warrior's Oath, and part of the ritual is-"
"Cutting my hair, I know." I jumped down the tree, landing softly.
As I ran toward Muya's, I let my crossbow go, leaving behind the most important aspect of
Siriana's life...
And running towards the most important aspect of MY life...
Or was at that moment...
I ran to the entrance of West Clock Town, and climbed up the the wall, my hand and feet
searching for holds, and carfully testing to see whether it would support my weight.
I did not want anyone to see me just yet...
"Go see if it's clear" I whispered to Siriana.
Siriana whizzed over the wall, pretending to be a leaf on the nearby tree.
"All clear!" She flew back to me.
I jumped down from the wall, and landed on the roof of Muya's house.
Unfortunately, I stepped on a tile and slipped.
"What is all of that racket? who's there? I'm warning you, I'm armed!" Muya came out,
brandishing a sword.
"Muya, it's me! Cerena!" I whispered loudly, hoping no one would notice me.
I saw a smile crinkle his old face.
"So it is! Come through the back door." He said as he disappeared into the swordsmanship
training center he managed.
Learning from my mistake (Although I should have done this in the first place) I ran, jumped,
and when I hit the ground, I rolled.
I was now in Muya's private yard.
I went through the back door, brushing the dust off of my clothes as I went.
When I opened the door, Muya was there, poised as if he was about to open the door.
"So...you have decided to return to your true self?" said Muya, as he guided me to the storeroom
where he kept my things.
"Yes...I guess you could say I had a 'talk' with my consious." I smiled, glad to see him.
There was a loud CREEEAAK!! as Muya opened the door to the storage room.
It used to be his wife's bedroom, but she died about six years ago...
The room still smelled like her, the scent of wild roses...
My most precious possesion was in the middle of the room, wrapped in red cloth.
My sword....
I ran towards it, and lifted it up.
It weighed like nothing in my hands, as I turned it over, admiring the pearly and golden sheen
of the medal.
It was one of the most powerful swords, the magical gilded sword.
One of the blades was super-sharp, being able to reduce any medal to rubble in a couple of
seconds.
The other blade was blunt, perfect for knocking out an opponent.
It is said that the blunt side could make the slightest of cracks to the diamond, but I never
tried to crack one.
The hilt was emerald-studded, and had gold adornings as well as a layer of diamond.
I remember when I first found the sword.
It was when the trees would talk...
They told me of a parallel dimension withing the area they barred...
where the cursed Majora's Mask was held....
They asked me to help them. The mask was making the trees and the animals sick, and the
priestess (how the heck do you spell that?) had died a couple of month's ago.
They asked me to take it far away, into the world of the dark, and plunge it into the
Abyss of Dispair..
It was anyone's dream to be a hero.
I've always wanted to become a warrior, and fight for my Gods, defending my land...
I promised them.
They gave me a simple, or so I thought, sword. They told me to train, and to come back when
the time was right.
I guess that when they think the time was right, they will again lead me to the cursed mask...
Muya told me my sword was a forest blade.
Although I've had it upgraded, there is no mistaking that it was one, because Emeralds are
EXTREMELy rare, making my sword very valuable.
I don't know what makes a forest blade different from all of the others.
I don't want any other sword, but I don't know why everyone else thinks it's so special.
It is, of course, but it's not like it is Odowla's blade...
"CERENA!!!" Siriana snapped me out of my trance.
Muya chuckled; he knew how fond I was of the sword.
"Do you think you could teach me how to use the magic that's within?" I asked Muya.
His smile faded.
"There is a magic in it, I must admit, but it can be VERY dangerous, especially when one does not
know how to use it..." He said, frowning.
I twirled the blade around, enjoying its feel in my hand.
"I don't have experience with a magic blade. The only ones I know that do are The Great Fairy,
and the people who made this." he continued.
"Well...if you don't mind, I'm going to change into my old clothes, and I will perform the
Warrior's Oath." I said while gathering up my things.
"Of course." Muya left, leaving me some privacy.
I threw away the stiff jeans and tank tops I wore as Siriana, and I changed into my warrior's
clothes.
First, it was a white tank top and green pants that hugged my body, allowing me free movement.
I put on a green sweater, buttoning only the top button so I would still have free movement, but
keep warm at the same time.
I placed my shield on my back, the sword in it's scabbard behind it.
I put on light leather boots, so my feet would be protected while allowing me to walk softly.
I smiled as I fingered the familiar clothing, and the familiar weight on my back.
Now it was time for my Oath.
I unsheathed my sword, looking at my reflection on its milky metal.
I laid it in front of me while kneeling on the ground.
"My blade serves the Gods and my country" I chanted.
I picked it up, stood, and swung it in a wide arc around me.
"I shall do everything within my power to make sure evil never infilatrates our people..."
I kneeled down again, my sword in my hand.
"All evil who touches my blade shall die." I held my long hair against the sharp blade.
"As a demonstration of my sword's holy power, I offer this to you." With one clean jerk,
a LOT of hair ended up in one hand.
The Oath was now over.
I looked at myself in the nearby mirror, and saw my haircut.
"And Anju asks where she can get her hair perfectly cut!" I thought to myself in a giggle.
I am now truly myself again.
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I walked out of Muya's house, thanking him.
I was now ready to take on the world.
"Let's go see Anju, Cerena!" Siriana urged me.
I broke into a run towards East Clock Town, seeing many surprised faces along the way.
"She's back!"
"What is she doing here? I thought she ran away!"
"Hey!"
The last one was from Jake.
He simpered towards me, a huge grin on his face.
"So my girl is back! Siriana tried to get me to be her boyfriend, but I stayed faithful!
How about a kiss?" He puckered his lips.
I laughed, and gave him a shove.
"What's so funny?!" he asked, annoyed.
"Well, considering as I was Siriana, I would say YOU were trying to cheat on me. Not that you
were ever my boyfriend in the first place. I plan to stay single for a VERYYY long time." With
that, I left, his mouth agape.
Serves him right.
I walked into the Stock Pot Inn.
Anju took one look at me, and beamed.
"So you're back!! But what happened last night?" She asked, a worried look on her face.
You'd think she was my mother.
"Oh..Jake asked me out, I told him off, and he opened a wound. I'm OK now, promise."
"I heard that his jaw was bleeding when he got home. Did you do that?" she asked another
question, a mischevious grin on her face.
I laughed.
"Yeah. He was acting like the king of the world. It was against both my Archer's Oath and my
Warrior's Oath, so I had to teach him a lesson."
"You should've seen the look on his face!" Siriana piped in.
Anju looked at Siriana in confusion.
I wonder why?
"Cerena...where did you get a fairy?" she asked, turning to me but not taking her gaze off of
Siriana.
"Oh! You know Siriana...I was born with her." I said nervously.
Why didn't she remember Siriana?
"Cerena...You never had a fairy in the times that I saw you..."
WHAT?!?!
"Of course you know her! This is a joke, right?"
"Cerena, did you have a weird dream last night?"
Would she laugh?
"I remember talking to Crestaria and Siriana...my two identitys..."
"Anything else?"
"No.. I remember having a second dream, but it hurts my head to try to remember what it was
about..."
"Cere-Oh!" A sort of weird light passed over Anju's eyes.
"Oh! It's just a joke. I went a little farther than I meant to, sorry."
she laughed a little unaturally.
I wonder what that was all about?
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I was wandering around in the woods.
I guess I was looking for the entrance to the grove of trees that guarded Majora's Mask, but I
don't know.
A lot of squirrels chukkered at me when I passed.
A few deer were on the right side of me, but they made no move to run.
They knew me, the earth's warrior.
I was tired from all of that walking, and I climbed a particularly large tree to rest.
All day, as I had been walking in the woods, a beautiful tune wafted between the trees.
V , V
It seemed to reflect the woods itself, and I wouldn't have been surprised if it was the trees
who played the beautiful song.
When I climbed the tree, the music grew louder,stronger.
My thoughts of weariness vanished, and a curiosity to see what was making the music replaced it.
I (somewhat) perfected the art of leaping from tree to tree, without making a huge noise.
Of course, I am nothing like the squirrels, but close enough.
As I leaped from tree to tree, I spotted a small clearing, with what looked to be a scarecrow
playing the music.
I paused in the tree I was in. I decided it was close enough.
After listening to it a couple of times, I wanted to try the tune myself.
I took out the flute I carved while Siriana, and played the accompianment(spell?)
My tune melted with his, and he turned around, trying to see me.
I could see him clearly now.
He was a Skull Kid, with a Skull Mask on his face. I wonder why?
At his side were TWO faeries. One was golden-yellow, the other purplish-red.
"Tael, Tatl, try to find who's there..." he asked the faeries.
The purple one-Tael- headed my way. I started to leap towards the next tree, but it was too late.
"Sk-" Tael started to say.
But he flew right into a small Skulltula's web.
I could tell he was petrified of Skulltulas.
"AHHHH!!!!!"
I didn't think I could've plucked him out without hurting him or the web, so Siriana did.
Good ole' Siriana.
"Tael-" I started to say as Siriana released him.
"Thank you for saving me. There's no telling what it could've done to me! But wait,howd'ya know
my name?" Tael interrupted.
"Skull Kid." I answered.
"Howd'ya know his name?" Tael was impossible.
"I guessed. Tael, I need you to-" I interrupted by the second fairy-Tatl-.
"SKULL KID!!! A WEIRD GIRL AND HER FAIRY ARE TRYING TO HURT TAEL!!" how could a yell so big come
from such a small fairy?
Wait a minute! Weird? Grrrr....
"Skull Kid! Don't!" Tael yelled.
Fortunately, I knew Skull Kids.
I had my sword out and ready, as he shot the poison dart.
TWAAAP---PING!!!
I deflected the single dart Skull Kid had shot before he heard what Tael was saying.
I flipped down and put my sword down on the ground. It was a way of letting people know that you
aren't going to hurt them.
Skull Kid looked down at the sword, his face red.
"I-I'm sorry.." he said, flinging his darts down.
"TATL!!!! YOU COULD'VE GOTTEN THE GIRL KILLED!!!! SHE AND HER FAIRY SAVED ME FROM BEING EATEN BY
A GIANT SKULLTULA!!!" Tael yelled at Tatl.
Geez, I'm glad Siriana doesn't yell like that.
"I-I didn't know, little bro! I heard you screaming, and I thought you were in trouble!"
Tatl turned to me.
"I'm sorry for accusing you, and calling you weird. I love my little brother very much, and I
don't want anything happening to him." she apoligised.
I smiled. "We all make mistakes."
"Hers happens to be prying into other people's buisness" Siriana added.
I took a friendly swat at her.
When I looked at Skull Kid, he had a weird look on his face.
"My name is Cerena...I really liked your song. Would you teach it to me?"
I asked him, blushing slightly at the look on his face.
"Sure!!! A Kokiri named Link taught it to me. It's called Saria's Song."
Skull Kid picked up his flute and started playing.
v , v
I took out my flute, and played along with him. He switched to the accompaniment
(where's that *bleep* spellchecker?!?!) and I soon found myself playing alone.
"Does it have words?" I asked.
I could sing a LOT better than I could play flute.
"Not that I know of..." Skull Kid replied.
I found my self blushing a tiny bit whenever I looked at him. He was very nice,
and he was sort of cute...
I mentally kicked myself.
What about my promise to be single?
Besides. I don't think he likes me in that way...
Could he?
"I-I've got t-to go.." I said, stammering.
"Will I see you again?" I asked him, after I picked up my sword.
"Sure! Just play Saria's Song, and I should appear..." he grabbed his flute, and blackflipped
away into nothingness.
"SKULL KID!! WAIT FOR US!!!" Tatle and Tael cried.
He appeared behind me. "Sorry guys. Forgot."
He ran off with the two faeries, laughing and giggling.
"You like him, don't you?" Siriana asked suddenly.
"I-I don't know... I think I do, but I could just like him as a friend, or I could like him
because he's the first nice male that didn't try to hit on me..."
I'm confused.
Of course, I like him more than a friend, but is it just because he was actually nice to me?
Not only that, but warriors were discouraged from falling in love. It's from some stupid rule.
I needed to talk with Anju...
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MWAHAHAHAH *chokes* Geez, I can never get it right. Do you like? Do you hate?
All flames will be used for smores. And it could be worse...
Crestaria: Hiya peoples! Thank you DekuGirl (although you were signed as Deku Gril) and Alexandra I. Spears for the lovely reviews on the first chapter! Oh, and PikaCheeka, I am already weird (can't you tell? I'm in love with a SKULLKID for God's sakes), and this stupid Jake guy is based on a person in my french class. And yes, they have the same wierd accent (more like vocabulary)! Geez!
Odd One Out Part 2
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I woke up with a start, my head seriously hurting.
"Where am I?..." The last thing I remember was running away, falling asleep I guess, and talking
to my selves.
"Tough night Cerena?" I turned around and smiled as I saw my fairy, Siriana.
"Yeah. I hardly remember what happened..." I held my hand out to her, as the green-lighted fairy
settled into my palm.
Siriana had long brown hair, like mine, exept mine was shoulder length.
She had brown eyes, portraying my love for the forest.
But, I wish my eyes were green instead of blue...
She was dressed like a warrior I am, with a a purple buttoned sweater over a green tank top,
a lavender lily skirt over a shorter violet lily mini-skirt. Her wings were brown, and she wore
brown lace up boots, with a quiver on her bask, and a crossbow strung around her neck.
"Well," she said with a laugh like the rustling leaves, "Jake said mean things to you, and you
ran away,went out of Clock Town, climbed up a tree, and cried yourself to sleep."
I smiled, a little shamed-faced.
"And..." Her eyes wandered over Siriana's trademark braid-loops I wore while pretending to be
her.
I hands wandered up, and unfastened the loops. Siriana helped me to un-braid my hair.
"There,that's better.." she said triumphantly when my hair came down, a wavy brown sea.
I laughed.
"I still look nothing like Cerena. I need to cut my hair, change my clothes, and retrieve my
sword."
"Well, your clothes and stuff are over at Muya's place, and don't worry about cutting your
hair, 'cause Muya will make you retake the Warrior's Oath, and part of the ritual is-"
"Cutting my hair, I know." I jumped down the tree, landing softly.
As I ran toward Muya's, I let my crossbow go, leaving behind the most important aspect of
Siriana's life...
And running towards the most important aspect of MY life...
Or was at that moment...
I ran to the entrance of West Clock Town, and climbed up the the wall, my hand and feet
searching for holds, and carfully testing to see whether it would support my weight.
I did not want anyone to see me just yet...
"Go see if it's clear" I whispered to Siriana.
Siriana whizzed over the wall, pretending to be a leaf on the nearby tree.
"All clear!" She flew back to me.
I jumped down from the wall, and landed on the roof of Muya's house.
Unfortunately, I stepped on a tile and slipped.
"What is all of that racket? who's there? I'm warning you, I'm armed!" Muya came out,
brandishing a sword.
"Muya, it's me! Cerena!" I whispered loudly, hoping no one would notice me.
I saw a smile crinkle his old face.
"So it is! Come through the back door." He said as he disappeared into the swordsmanship
training center he managed.
Learning from my mistake (Although I should have done this in the first place) I ran, jumped,
and when I hit the ground, I rolled.
I was now in Muya's private yard.
I went through the back door, brushing the dust off of my clothes as I went.
When I opened the door, Muya was there, poised as if he was about to open the door.
"So...you have decided to return to your true self?" said Muya, as he guided me to the storeroom
where he kept my things.
"Yes...I guess you could say I had a 'talk' with my consious." I smiled, glad to see him.
There was a loud CREEEAAK!! as Muya opened the door to the storage room.
It used to be his wife's bedroom, but she died about six years ago...
The room still smelled like her, the scent of wild roses...
My most precious possesion was in the middle of the room, wrapped in red cloth.
My sword....
I ran towards it, and lifted it up.
It weighed like nothing in my hands, as I turned it over, admiring the pearly and golden sheen
of the medal.
It was one of the most powerful swords, the magical gilded sword.
One of the blades was super-sharp, being able to reduce any medal to rubble in a couple of
seconds.
The other blade was blunt, perfect for knocking out an opponent.
It is said that the blunt side could make the slightest of cracks to the diamond, but I never
tried to crack one.
The hilt was emerald-studded, and had gold adornings as well as a layer of diamond.
I remember when I first found the sword.
It was when the trees would talk...
They told me of a parallel dimension withing the area they barred...
where the cursed Majora's Mask was held....
They asked me to help them. The mask was making the trees and the animals sick, and the
priestess (how the heck do you spell that?) had died a couple of month's ago.
They asked me to take it far away, into the world of the dark, and plunge it into the
Abyss of Dispair..
It was anyone's dream to be a hero.
I've always wanted to become a warrior, and fight for my Gods, defending my land...
I promised them.
They gave me a simple, or so I thought, sword. They told me to train, and to come back when
the time was right.
I guess that when they think the time was right, they will again lead me to the cursed mask...
Muya told me my sword was a forest blade.
Although I've had it upgraded, there is no mistaking that it was one, because Emeralds are
EXTREMELy rare, making my sword very valuable.
I don't know what makes a forest blade different from all of the others.
I don't want any other sword, but I don't know why everyone else thinks it's so special.
It is, of course, but it's not like it is Odowla's blade...
"CERENA!!!" Siriana snapped me out of my trance.
Muya chuckled; he knew how fond I was of the sword.
"Do you think you could teach me how to use the magic that's within?" I asked Muya.
His smile faded.
"There is a magic in it, I must admit, but it can be VERY dangerous, especially when one does not
know how to use it..." He said, frowning.
I twirled the blade around, enjoying its feel in my hand.
"I don't have experience with a magic blade. The only ones I know that do are The Great Fairy,
and the people who made this." he continued.
"Well...if you don't mind, I'm going to change into my old clothes, and I will perform the
Warrior's Oath." I said while gathering up my things.
"Of course." Muya left, leaving me some privacy.
I threw away the stiff jeans and tank tops I wore as Siriana, and I changed into my warrior's
clothes.
First, it was a white tank top and green pants that hugged my body, allowing me free movement.
I put on a green sweater, buttoning only the top button so I would still have free movement, but
keep warm at the same time.
I placed my shield on my back, the sword in it's scabbard behind it.
I put on light leather boots, so my feet would be protected while allowing me to walk softly.
I smiled as I fingered the familiar clothing, and the familiar weight on my back.
Now it was time for my Oath.
I unsheathed my sword, looking at my reflection on its milky metal.
I laid it in front of me while kneeling on the ground.
"My blade serves the Gods and my country" I chanted.
I picked it up, stood, and swung it in a wide arc around me.
"I shall do everything within my power to make sure evil never infilatrates our people..."
I kneeled down again, my sword in my hand.
"All evil who touches my blade shall die." I held my long hair against the sharp blade.
"As a demonstration of my sword's holy power, I offer this to you." With one clean jerk,
a LOT of hair ended up in one hand.
The Oath was now over.
I looked at myself in the nearby mirror, and saw my haircut.
"And Anju asks where she can get her hair perfectly cut!" I thought to myself in a giggle.
I am now truly myself again.
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I walked out of Muya's house, thanking him.
I was now ready to take on the world.
"Let's go see Anju, Cerena!" Siriana urged me.
I broke into a run towards East Clock Town, seeing many surprised faces along the way.
"She's back!"
"What is she doing here? I thought she ran away!"
"Hey!"
The last one was from Jake.
He simpered towards me, a huge grin on his face.
"So my girl is back! Siriana tried to get me to be her boyfriend, but I stayed faithful!
How about a kiss?" He puckered his lips.
I laughed, and gave him a shove.
"What's so funny?!" he asked, annoyed.
"Well, considering as I was Siriana, I would say YOU were trying to cheat on me. Not that you
were ever my boyfriend in the first place. I plan to stay single for a VERYYY long time." With
that, I left, his mouth agape.
Serves him right.
I walked into the Stock Pot Inn.
Anju took one look at me, and beamed.
"So you're back!! But what happened last night?" She asked, a worried look on her face.
You'd think she was my mother.
"Oh..Jake asked me out, I told him off, and he opened a wound. I'm OK now, promise."
"I heard that his jaw was bleeding when he got home. Did you do that?" she asked another
question, a mischevious grin on her face.
I laughed.
"Yeah. He was acting like the king of the world. It was against both my Archer's Oath and my
Warrior's Oath, so I had to teach him a lesson."
"You should've seen the look on his face!" Siriana piped in.
Anju looked at Siriana in confusion.
I wonder why?
"Cerena...where did you get a fairy?" she asked, turning to me but not taking her gaze off of
Siriana.
"Oh! You know Siriana...I was born with her." I said nervously.
Why didn't she remember Siriana?
"Cerena...You never had a fairy in the times that I saw you..."
WHAT?!?!
"Of course you know her! This is a joke, right?"
"Cerena, did you have a weird dream last night?"
Would she laugh?
"I remember talking to Crestaria and Siriana...my two identitys..."
"Anything else?"
"No.. I remember having a second dream, but it hurts my head to try to remember what it was
about..."
"Cere-Oh!" A sort of weird light passed over Anju's eyes.
"Oh! It's just a joke. I went a little farther than I meant to, sorry."
she laughed a little unaturally.
I wonder what that was all about?
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I was wandering around in the woods.
I guess I was looking for the entrance to the grove of trees that guarded Majora's Mask, but I
don't know.
A lot of squirrels chukkered at me when I passed.
A few deer were on the right side of me, but they made no move to run.
They knew me, the earth's warrior.
I was tired from all of that walking, and I climbed a particularly large tree to rest.
All day, as I had been walking in the woods, a beautiful tune wafted between the trees.
V , V
It seemed to reflect the woods itself, and I wouldn't have been surprised if it was the trees
who played the beautiful song.
When I climbed the tree, the music grew louder,stronger.
My thoughts of weariness vanished, and a curiosity to see what was making the music replaced it.
I (somewhat) perfected the art of leaping from tree to tree, without making a huge noise.
Of course, I am nothing like the squirrels, but close enough.
As I leaped from tree to tree, I spotted a small clearing, with what looked to be a scarecrow
playing the music.
I paused in the tree I was in. I decided it was close enough.
After listening to it a couple of times, I wanted to try the tune myself.
I took out the flute I carved while Siriana, and played the accompianment(spell?)
My tune melted with his, and he turned around, trying to see me.
I could see him clearly now.
He was a Skull Kid, with a Skull Mask on his face. I wonder why?
At his side were TWO faeries. One was golden-yellow, the other purplish-red.
"Tael, Tatl, try to find who's there..." he asked the faeries.
The purple one-Tael- headed my way. I started to leap towards the next tree, but it was too late.
"Sk-" Tael started to say.
But he flew right into a small Skulltula's web.
I could tell he was petrified of Skulltulas.
"AHHHH!!!!!"
I didn't think I could've plucked him out without hurting him or the web, so Siriana did.
Good ole' Siriana.
"Tael-" I started to say as Siriana released him.
"Thank you for saving me. There's no telling what it could've done to me! But wait,howd'ya know
my name?" Tael interrupted.
"Skull Kid." I answered.
"Howd'ya know his name?" Tael was impossible.
"I guessed. Tael, I need you to-" I interrupted by the second fairy-Tatl-.
"SKULL KID!!! A WEIRD GIRL AND HER FAIRY ARE TRYING TO HURT TAEL!!" how could a yell so big come
from such a small fairy?
Wait a minute! Weird? Grrrr....
"Skull Kid! Don't!" Tael yelled.
Fortunately, I knew Skull Kids.
I had my sword out and ready, as he shot the poison dart.
TWAAAP---PING!!!
I deflected the single dart Skull Kid had shot before he heard what Tael was saying.
I flipped down and put my sword down on the ground. It was a way of letting people know that you
aren't going to hurt them.
Skull Kid looked down at the sword, his face red.
"I-I'm sorry.." he said, flinging his darts down.
"TATL!!!! YOU COULD'VE GOTTEN THE GIRL KILLED!!!! SHE AND HER FAIRY SAVED ME FROM BEING EATEN BY
A GIANT SKULLTULA!!!" Tael yelled at Tatl.
Geez, I'm glad Siriana doesn't yell like that.
"I-I didn't know, little bro! I heard you screaming, and I thought you were in trouble!"
Tatl turned to me.
"I'm sorry for accusing you, and calling you weird. I love my little brother very much, and I
don't want anything happening to him." she apoligised.
I smiled. "We all make mistakes."
"Hers happens to be prying into other people's buisness" Siriana added.
I took a friendly swat at her.
When I looked at Skull Kid, he had a weird look on his face.
"My name is Cerena...I really liked your song. Would you teach it to me?"
I asked him, blushing slightly at the look on his face.
"Sure!!! A Kokiri named Link taught it to me. It's called Saria's Song."
Skull Kid picked up his flute and started playing.
v , v
I took out my flute, and played along with him. He switched to the accompaniment
(where's that *bleep* spellchecker?!?!) and I soon found myself playing alone.
"Does it have words?" I asked.
I could sing a LOT better than I could play flute.
"Not that I know of..." Skull Kid replied.
I found my self blushing a tiny bit whenever I looked at him. He was very nice,
and he was sort of cute...
I mentally kicked myself.
What about my promise to be single?
Besides. I don't think he likes me in that way...
Could he?
"I-I've got t-to go.." I said, stammering.
"Will I see you again?" I asked him, after I picked up my sword.
"Sure! Just play Saria's Song, and I should appear..." he grabbed his flute, and blackflipped
away into nothingness.
"SKULL KID!! WAIT FOR US!!!" Tatle and Tael cried.
He appeared behind me. "Sorry guys. Forgot."
He ran off with the two faeries, laughing and giggling.
"You like him, don't you?" Siriana asked suddenly.
"I-I don't know... I think I do, but I could just like him as a friend, or I could like him
because he's the first nice male that didn't try to hit on me..."
I'm confused.
Of course, I like him more than a friend, but is it just because he was actually nice to me?
Not only that, but warriors were discouraged from falling in love. It's from some stupid rule.
I needed to talk with Anju...
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MWAHAHAHAH *chokes* Geez, I can never get it right. Do you like? Do you hate?
All flames will be used for smores. And it could be worse...