A/N:
Here comes chapter 7! Aren't you excited? So excited, you have to just skip this incredibly long author's note and get right to the story, right? WRONG! Actually, this author's note is pretty interesting. It's even more interesting than advanced math! (Your response: "Riiiiiiiiiight….") No, really. Advanced math is fun! ::Looks around and wonders why everyone's staring.:: Ok, you can stop staring now, and read the story. (Don't worry; it has nothing to do with advanced math.) Or maybe I should stick some in there just for you… Nah! I'll be sweet. Well ANYWAYS! Let's just get on with this happy, happy romance between Zelda and the ever-so-handsome mask dealer, (of all names) Bob. SERIOUSLY! (I know; that last word didn't fit. Please don't try to ask me why I put it there. My brain is all messed up right now from too much advanced math.) JUST KIDDING!!! Read the story.
Disclaimer:
I do not own Zelda. Is that CLEAR??
A/N:
Looking back, I realize that my author's note was completely irrelevant. Oh, well. Too bad!
Here
GOES!!!!
~*~Smile If You Love Me~*~
~*~Chapter 7: Withdrawal Symptoms~*~
After Zelda left Bob's shop that day, she didn't come back for weeks. Bob wasn't the same usual happy self as always. He still smiled and everything, but inside he longed to be by Zelda's side. Each smile was false, each laugh was empty, and his mask shop wasn't happy. The customers were happy, and they believed Bob to be happy as well. No one knew what Bob was experiencing inside. He missed Zelda so much, and after a while, he started feeling withdrawal symptoms as well. He became tired, and it became harder and harder to smile with each passing day. You could almost say that the Happy Mask Shop Guy was becoming depressed. But he never did become depressed, because somewhere inside of him, he knew that he would see Zelda again.
~*~*~
Zelda wasn't nearly as optimistic as Bob. She cried every day that she would never see him again. Kel made frequent visits to her at the castle. He was beginning to fall in love with her.
One day, Kel came over when Zelda was crying in her room. The King sent Impa up to retrieve her.
"Zelda, Kel is here," was all she said.
"Impa, I'm not feeling well," Zelda replied softly.
"You're not going to get out of it that easily," said Impa, opening the door.
"I feel all sick and nauseous."
Impa walked in the room. Zelda indeed looked green. She felt her forehead.
"Ooh," said Impa. "You're right. You are sick." Impa pulled the covers down on Zelda's bed. "Here," she said. "You just crawl back into bed, I'll tell Kel that you're not well."
"Thank you, Impa," said Zelda, softly from under her covers.
Impa left, and Zelda began to cry. After a few minutes, she felt incredibly nauseous, and pulled the bedpan out from under her bed. She knelt in front of it for several minutes as she emptied the contents of her stomach. (A/N: I know, nasty. I hate vomit too. It wasn't as bad in the stories when people have been drinking, but when people are actually sick, it's much more disgusting.)
Zelda crawled back in bed, shaking and crying. She knew that she did not have the flu. She was pregnant. Her 'withdrawal symptoms' she had been feeling earlier were really symptoms of pregnancy. She had just recently discovered that she was late, but she knew better not to tell anyone. For the father was Bob, and she was not allowed to see Bob ever again.
~*~*~
Weeks and weeks passed, and neither Bob nor Zelda were, in quotes, "happy". Zelda tried to hide here pregnancy for as long as she could. She was presently six months pregnant, and no one had guessed. Finally, Bob arrived in the middle of the night.
Zelda was sleeping when she heard a noise at her window. She immediately got up and ran to see what it was. Bob was there, climbing in through her window.
"Bob!" said Zelda in an excited whisper. "How did you get past the guards?"
"I took that path that you showed me once," said Bob. He hugged Zelda around the arms as she cried. "Oh Zelda, I knew I'd see you again. It was just a matter of time." He held Zelda tight in his arms. "What have you been doing all this time?" Bob was truly happy.
Zelda broke away from him and looked him in the eye. Very seriously, she said, "Bob, I'm pregnant."
"WHAT?" Bob asked, mad-looking. "With that, that, that…"
"No!" said Zelda. "No." She calmed Bob down. "You're the father, so I felt you should know."
Bob hugged Zelda around her waist. He looked down at her stomach area and patted it. "That's my son or daughter," he said, misty-eyed. "You must be six months pregnant at least."
"I am," said Zelda. "Nobody knows about it yet, but it's getting harder and harder to hide. I can't fit into most of my clothes anymore."
"Tell you what," said Bob, still looking down at Zelda's stomach. "I'll go into market and buy you some clothes in bigger sizes. I'll buy you the most expensive they have."
Zelda went and got some money and gave it to Bob. "Ok," she said. "But be careful. Don't buy anything in front of my father's guards."
Bob turned serious again, and looked Zelda in the eye. "How is your father?" he asked.
"He is sending Kel here to visit me," she said. "He is in love with me."
Bob started getting mad again. "Don't tell me that bastard's a -"
"NO!" said Zelda, again, restraining Bob. "He hasn't done anything. I won't let him near me, ever. But he kissed me once."
"How do you let that son-of-a-bitch even -" Bob was disgusted.
"Only once. He just came on to me. I won't let it ever happen again." She put herself into Bob's arms and the two of them hugged tightly for a moment. Then Zelda whispered into Bob's ear. "You had better go." Bob gave her one last kiss on the lips and headed down the ladder.
Zelda waved goodbye to Bob all the way until she couldn't see him anymore. Then she crawled back into bed. She smiled a real smile for the first time in six months. The withdrawal symptoms were finally gone, as she knew she could still see Bob, but the pregnancy symptoms were still there.
~*~*~
A/N:
Sweet how Bob came back, wasn't it? Was the pregnant thing a real surprise? Was it? Let me know with a review!! That would be nice! More will come! It's more story now, isn't it? I think so. Do you? Let me know with a review!! Have a good night, and a pleasant tomorrow. (One thing, why the hell do all you people do your ffnet stuff at like 2 in the morning? I kinda like to go to bed… Oh well, just wondering!) Bye!
Here comes chapter 7! Aren't you excited? So excited, you have to just skip this incredibly long author's note and get right to the story, right? WRONG! Actually, this author's note is pretty interesting. It's even more interesting than advanced math! (Your response: "Riiiiiiiiiight….") No, really. Advanced math is fun! ::Looks around and wonders why everyone's staring.:: Ok, you can stop staring now, and read the story. (Don't worry; it has nothing to do with advanced math.) Or maybe I should stick some in there just for you… Nah! I'll be sweet. Well ANYWAYS! Let's just get on with this happy, happy romance between Zelda and the ever-so-handsome mask dealer, (of all names) Bob. SERIOUSLY! (I know; that last word didn't fit. Please don't try to ask me why I put it there. My brain is all messed up right now from too much advanced math.) JUST KIDDING!!! Read the story.
Disclaimer:
I do not own Zelda. Is that CLEAR??
A/N:
Looking back, I realize that my author's note was completely irrelevant. Oh, well. Too bad!
Here
GOES!!!!
~*~Smile If You Love Me~*~
~*~Chapter 7: Withdrawal Symptoms~*~
After Zelda left Bob's shop that day, she didn't come back for weeks. Bob wasn't the same usual happy self as always. He still smiled and everything, but inside he longed to be by Zelda's side. Each smile was false, each laugh was empty, and his mask shop wasn't happy. The customers were happy, and they believed Bob to be happy as well. No one knew what Bob was experiencing inside. He missed Zelda so much, and after a while, he started feeling withdrawal symptoms as well. He became tired, and it became harder and harder to smile with each passing day. You could almost say that the Happy Mask Shop Guy was becoming depressed. But he never did become depressed, because somewhere inside of him, he knew that he would see Zelda again.
~*~*~
Zelda wasn't nearly as optimistic as Bob. She cried every day that she would never see him again. Kel made frequent visits to her at the castle. He was beginning to fall in love with her.
One day, Kel came over when Zelda was crying in her room. The King sent Impa up to retrieve her.
"Zelda, Kel is here," was all she said.
"Impa, I'm not feeling well," Zelda replied softly.
"You're not going to get out of it that easily," said Impa, opening the door.
"I feel all sick and nauseous."
Impa walked in the room. Zelda indeed looked green. She felt her forehead.
"Ooh," said Impa. "You're right. You are sick." Impa pulled the covers down on Zelda's bed. "Here," she said. "You just crawl back into bed, I'll tell Kel that you're not well."
"Thank you, Impa," said Zelda, softly from under her covers.
Impa left, and Zelda began to cry. After a few minutes, she felt incredibly nauseous, and pulled the bedpan out from under her bed. She knelt in front of it for several minutes as she emptied the contents of her stomach. (A/N: I know, nasty. I hate vomit too. It wasn't as bad in the stories when people have been drinking, but when people are actually sick, it's much more disgusting.)
Zelda crawled back in bed, shaking and crying. She knew that she did not have the flu. She was pregnant. Her 'withdrawal symptoms' she had been feeling earlier were really symptoms of pregnancy. She had just recently discovered that she was late, but she knew better not to tell anyone. For the father was Bob, and she was not allowed to see Bob ever again.
~*~*~
Weeks and weeks passed, and neither Bob nor Zelda were, in quotes, "happy". Zelda tried to hide here pregnancy for as long as she could. She was presently six months pregnant, and no one had guessed. Finally, Bob arrived in the middle of the night.
Zelda was sleeping when she heard a noise at her window. She immediately got up and ran to see what it was. Bob was there, climbing in through her window.
"Bob!" said Zelda in an excited whisper. "How did you get past the guards?"
"I took that path that you showed me once," said Bob. He hugged Zelda around the arms as she cried. "Oh Zelda, I knew I'd see you again. It was just a matter of time." He held Zelda tight in his arms. "What have you been doing all this time?" Bob was truly happy.
Zelda broke away from him and looked him in the eye. Very seriously, she said, "Bob, I'm pregnant."
"WHAT?" Bob asked, mad-looking. "With that, that, that…"
"No!" said Zelda. "No." She calmed Bob down. "You're the father, so I felt you should know."
Bob hugged Zelda around her waist. He looked down at her stomach area and patted it. "That's my son or daughter," he said, misty-eyed. "You must be six months pregnant at least."
"I am," said Zelda. "Nobody knows about it yet, but it's getting harder and harder to hide. I can't fit into most of my clothes anymore."
"Tell you what," said Bob, still looking down at Zelda's stomach. "I'll go into market and buy you some clothes in bigger sizes. I'll buy you the most expensive they have."
Zelda went and got some money and gave it to Bob. "Ok," she said. "But be careful. Don't buy anything in front of my father's guards."
Bob turned serious again, and looked Zelda in the eye. "How is your father?" he asked.
"He is sending Kel here to visit me," she said. "He is in love with me."
Bob started getting mad again. "Don't tell me that bastard's a -"
"NO!" said Zelda, again, restraining Bob. "He hasn't done anything. I won't let him near me, ever. But he kissed me once."
"How do you let that son-of-a-bitch even -" Bob was disgusted.
"Only once. He just came on to me. I won't let it ever happen again." She put herself into Bob's arms and the two of them hugged tightly for a moment. Then Zelda whispered into Bob's ear. "You had better go." Bob gave her one last kiss on the lips and headed down the ladder.
Zelda waved goodbye to Bob all the way until she couldn't see him anymore. Then she crawled back into bed. She smiled a real smile for the first time in six months. The withdrawal symptoms were finally gone, as she knew she could still see Bob, but the pregnancy symptoms were still there.
~*~*~
A/N:
Sweet how Bob came back, wasn't it? Was the pregnant thing a real surprise? Was it? Let me know with a review!! That would be nice! More will come! It's more story now, isn't it? I think so. Do you? Let me know with a review!! Have a good night, and a pleasant tomorrow. (One thing, why the hell do all you people do your ffnet stuff at like 2 in the morning? I kinda like to go to bed… Oh well, just wondering!) Bye!