I don't own Zelda blah blah blah you know the drill.
AN-This is my first fic so please go easy on me I'm not that good at writing stuff. Please enjoy the story for mee ^-^ or at least pretend like you're enjoying it. It'll make me sleep better at night. Please tell me what you think oki?
Poor little fairyboy! Chapter 2
The market always seemed to have an air about it. Malon didn't know whether it was all the products for sale or just the people who sold them. Everyone seemed to have a different smell about him or her. "Hmm she smells like lavender oil, and he smells like, ewww" Malon wrinkled her nose and took in a deep breath. The man standing in front of her smelt like, like "he hasn't a bath for years!" Malon whispered to someone who wasn't there.
Malon turned away from the smelly man and focused her attention on the lady she'd been looking at before. She looked to be in her thirty's. She wore a Lavender skirt with a matching white top, she looked overall very pleasant. "Can I help you miss?" Malon was snapped out of it, the lady was talking to her. "Umm, no I'm right thanks" Malon knew the lady must of known she was staring at her. "Are you sure hun?" the lady gave a warm smile. Malon really couldn't see what she needed to buy from this lady; then again she couldn't see what the lady was selling. "What things do you sell?" Malon made an attempt to not look so goofy. The lady gestured for Malon to have a seat on an old wooden box. "Hope she sells scarves" Malon thought to herself. She took a seat anyway. "Whats your name dear?" Malon was a little startled, most merchants in the market never asked for your name. "M-Malon" Malon said a little too fast causing her to stumble over the 'M'. The lady smiled at her "You must be the daughter that Talon always tells me about" Malon's eyes widened "You know my dad?" "Know him? We go way back!" the lady gave a little chuckle. Malon didn't really like where this was going. She knew her dad still loved her mother but she never thought he'd ever- Malon's mouth became a small thin line, her features suddenly darker. "What kind of relationship do you two have?" Malon said between gritted teeth. She tried not to sound hostile but it was hard not to when every muscle in your body went tense. "We're old friends" the lady replied unequivocally. The lady seemed to sense Malon's sudden change in mood. Malon relaxed giving a small smile. "I'm sorry I just-" "its okay, I knew your mother too. We were all good friends" Malon felt awfully stupid to have made such an assumption. "My names Aira" the lady gave a warm smile and put her hand forward in a handshake gesture. Malon lightly grasped the lady's hand shaking it briefly. Still feeling a little awkward, she still didn't know what the lady sold. "Umm Miss Aira-" "Just call me Aira dear" Malon made a mental note to herself that she wasn't a five-year-old asking to go to the bathroom during schooling. "W-what exactly do you sell?" There she said it, she felt a little out of breath from saying just that one sentence, but that's what you get from presuming the worst about people. "My merchandise? Oh yes I sell Herb's and oils" the lady produced a wicker basket covered with a pale blue piece material. The material caught Malon's eye as she marvelled at the intricate embroidering on it. Malon nearly didn't hear what Aira said next. "What herbal remedy would you be needing? Or perhaps a relaxing oil to rub on you're hands and feet after a days work?" Malon had never used herbal remedies or oils before, she'd never really needed them. "I don't really have any use for them" Malon felt a little embarrassed that she'd led Aira to believe that she actually wanted to buy something. Malon waited for a scolding but it never came. "Is there anything in particular you were looking for?" Malon felt she had to come out with the truth, Aira had been so nice to her and she really didn't think she could lie. "Well to be honest, I'm really out here looking for a new scarf. I only sat down because you were so kind to me and well I didn't mean to lead you on or anything-" Malon looked down at her hands, which had suddenly become more interesting than everything else in the world. It was suddenly very quite; Malon's ears were greeted with soft laughter. She looked up to see Aira smiling at her. " Don't be so scared, I won't bite you!" Malon now felt even more stupid than she did before, she could also feel the red creep up to her cheeks. "Dear, you don't have to be so shy! I am a good friend of you're father and I look at you as a sort of daughter." Malon was about to open her mouth to utter another apology but was cut off. "And there is no need to keep sating sorry, you've done nothing wrong child!" Biting her tongue Malon nodded her head slowly. "Tell me Malon you got a boyfriend?" Malon wasn't ready for that one. She sat straight up nearly losing her balance on the box, gripping the sides to steady herself. "E-Excuse me?" Malon stuttered. "I know it's a bit of personal question but it's just that you're nineteen now right?" Malon nodded in reply, not quite sure if Aira was just curious or was trying to set her up with someone. "Most the girls I know that are your age are all married now and having children" Malon started to feel very uncomfortable, when it came to boyfriends she didn't know what to expect. She'd lived most her life on the ranch and had only ever rarely conversed with boys her age or a little older. Malon grabbed a few strands of her red hair and started to play with it nimbly, she was sure her face blended in perfectly with her hair colour. "Umm, n-no I don't" she heard laughter again, she looked up to see Aira beaming at her. "If your mother was here she'd make sure you were married by now!" Everything went silent. Malon glanced around trying to avoid Aira's pensive stare. " Your mother was just a little older than you before she got married. Said she wanted to wait for the 'one'" Aira paused. Malon looked up to see that Aira was playing with the material that had been covering the basket. "Y'know this was your mothers?" Aira placed the material in Malon's lap, who picked it up between her hands and began to stroke the fabric. "It was her scarf, she told me to mind it for her." Malon looked up to see Aira staring at her. Malon Shrunk back a little on the box. For someone who looked so pleasant all the time her stare was almost intrusive. "C-Can I help you?" Malon fiddled with the scarf's material in her hands. "You look so much like your mother when she was young you know that?" Aira's face softened, reaching out she casually pushed a strand of Malon's hair out of her face. Malon looked down at the material in her hands, speaking quietly "yeah I know, dad tells me all the time" Aira placed her hand on the material in Malon's lap. "I want you to have this, it was your mothers and I'd said I'd mind it for her." Malon looked up to see Aira's face slightly pained. "She would have wanted you to have it" Malon looked down at the material. "Thank you this is very kind of you" Malon looked up to see Aira's cheery face staring at her again "think nothing of it. Here let me put it on for you".
Malon waved as she walked away from Aira's little stand. Looking down at the scarf around her neck. Malon sat on the edge of the fountain, looking into her reflection. The market place was full of life as she had suspected, everyone seemed to be doing things and here she sat watching as everyone danced around her in a coloured blur. Malon noticed a couple standing near by dancing; they were in a world of their own. In a way Malon was jealous, they seemed so happy and content. "But I don't want to be like them!" Malon yelled in her head, whilst another voice spoke "you cant lie to yourself all the time". Malon hated that voice; it always told her what she didn't want to hear. But she hadn't heard from that voice in a year, Not since she found out the news.
"Hey Malon did you hear the news? Link will be going away for good!" "Why?" Ingo had snickered at her "Cause he doesn't like you! He thinks you're stupid and ugly." "He told me himself" Ingo took a breath enjoying the various emotions flow over Malon's face like a spinning colour wheel, until it all blended into white. "He'd rather be with a smart and beautiful girl like that princess Zelda he says". Ingo had made sure that when he said it, it hurt. At that exact moment Malon felt like the biggest fool of them all. "How could you ever even think that he'd like someone like you!?" Ingo had taunted. "You're the ugliest and stupidest girl I have ever known!"
It went on like that for a while with Ingo's taunting until he got sick of that and got on with his job. Malon got over it, she moved on. As far as she was concerned all Link was, was a selfish boy who cared for no one other than himself. "Who needs a stupid boyfriend anyway!" Malon looked at the couple again, who were now kissing. "I'm leaving before I throw up!" Malon stood up gathering her skirts she headed off to the main gate. She was not going to hang around here whilst ugly couples acted all lovey-dovey in front her.
"Stormy! For crying out loud!" Malon looked at the mess around her; the entire stable was in shambles. "I hope you intend on paying for this young miss" the innkeeper prodded her with his cane. His left eye was bruised, Stormy had apparently kicked him "that dangerous animal over there kicked me for no apparent reason while I as trying to change the feed" the old innkeeper pointed to his left eye. "Sir, I'm terribly sorry, stormy at times can be uh- difficult and-" the innkeeper grabbed Malon's arm pulling her down to his height, slightly pinching the skin causing Malon to wince "I don't care if that beast had an alcohol problem! That monster needs to be taught a lesson" the innkeeper pointed to a whip hanging up on the far wall "and I'd be glad to teach it!" Malon was horrified; she yanked her arm away from the old man straightening herself up. She towered over the little innkeeper "you so much as lay one finger on Stormy and I'll give you something to cry about!" the old man veered back appalled at what he was hearing, and from a woman! Malon felt that she had enough power over this man through intimidation that she could probably scare him into forgetting entirely about the stable. "For all I know you could have been harassing my beautiful Stormy!" as if on cue stormy came up next to Malon nuzzling her shoulder, she rubbed his forehead tenderly. "Look miss, I'm trying to run a business, and your horse ain't making it to easy for me got it. I know your father so any threats will make no difference?" the old man stepped closer to Malon leaning heavily on the cane. "And mark my word missy, you'll get a hiding from your father like no other!" Malon sighed, unfortunately the old man wasn't bluffing, and he did know her father. But then again she knew that her dad didn't believe in hitting people, except for maybe Ingo who deserved everything he got. "Look Cranky, I'll give you a tip okay?" the old man was just about to scold her when he heard the jingle of rupees from her purse. "Well then let's get down to business shall we?"
"32 rupees! What a rip-off!" Malon slowly led Stormy through the main gate. Malon pulled Stormy's reins so that there was little space between Stormy's head and Malon's face staring into his big eye's with a serious look on her face. "Do you know how expensive you are to have around!?" Stormy licked Malon's face in response. Giggling, Malon couldn't help it, a smile creeping onto her face "That's you're solution to everything 'lick their face' isn't it?" the horse neighed happily gently nudging her in the shoulder. "Trouble maker!" Malon walked out happily with stormy trotting next to her. Malon looked at the sky; it was just past noon the look of things. "Hmm, I'm hungry and I didn't see anything that took my interest in the Market" Malon rubbed her stomach thinking of hungry she was "perhaps skipping breakfast wasn't such a good idea after all". Malon leaned on Stormy while she thought of where she could go to get a good meal. "Home is to far away from here and I really don't feel like eating oats right now." Closing her eyes Malon started to spin around in circles. Grinning she spoke out loud to no one in particular "Where I point is where I'll go!" she spun around faster and faster in circles with her left arm stretched out with her index finger extended. "Where I point is where I'll goooooo-oomph!" Malon didn't get to end her sentence. She was thrown to the ground by a heavy weight. "Ouch! What the hell!?" Malon opened her eyes trying to see what had hit her, her view was obscured by something or someone. "Oh my god I'm so sorry!" a voice choked out. Malon recognised the voice, and she prayed to Naryu that it wasn't who she thought it was; Link. This was the last person in the world she needed to see.
"Are you okay?" in a blur of blond, blue and white and hand reached out to Malon. Malon's vision a little blurry after being knocked so hard cleared allowing her to see the hand outstretched to her clearly. Not quite orientated Malon reached out her hand to take the other persons when she looked up to the person outstretching their arm. Malon's hand shot back and her face filled with anger "you!"
"You!" Links face lit up as Malon's face darkened with anger "I've been looking for you all over the place!"
DUN DUN DUNNN!
To be continued………
If you want me to…..
Have I made put you guys in suspense yet? I know I HATE people who do this to me but ya know it just always let you look more forward to the next chapter!
A couple of things about this chapter- I had no way what so ever intended it to turn out so different from the first one. I haven't really even thought out the story line properly so this was really just improvisation. Don't ask where Aira came from, I've been playing WAY too much Grandia 2.
So much for a humorous story……..
Well at least Malon's bitchiness towards Link is explained. I know it sorta just came out of nowhere in the first chapter. I wanted people to see a different side of Malon apart from the usual stories where she's always sad and depressed cause Ingo's raped her or something and she finds solace in Links arms blah blah…NOT that I have anything against those types of stories they're all good as far as I'm concerned! This story is meant to be light-hearted and not make you think to deeply about it…..Cause if you do you'll find out how shallow and lame a person I really am ^-^;;
Erk…to be CONTINUED!!!!!……….R+R if you please…