A/N: Well, I'm going to change the formatting to see if that helps the weird paragraphs. If it doesn't, I'm sorry.

Disclaimer: Have I told you this enought times yet? I DON'T OWN ZELDA. I have no money, so don't sue me.

"What happened next Link? Did you go to the other temples?

"Yeah. I'm getting to it, OK."

I landed in Termina field, slightly dizzy from the warp. I looked around me and saw the mountain, canyon and the bay. I had to visit all of them. But first, I had to go back to Kotake and thank her for the potion.

So I walked back to the forest. I managed to reach the potion shop before dark, jumping across the water like all Dekus and as I was knocking at the door, the sun set. Kotake opened the door just as I began to return to my true shape.

"Oh, Link, please, come inside, hurry up. If you'd like, I can find you a new tunic. I should have one in the back room."

Before I could ask Kotake why she would have a tunic in her back room, she pulled me inside and sat me down on a chair behind the counter.

"Now, Link, you can sit there and wait for the transformation to be over. I'll get find the tunic."

"OK Kotake." She hurried into the back of the shop. Again, she looked through the old boxes, and this time emerged from the dust with an ancient looking blue tunic. It was crinkled and smelt very musty. I hoped it wouldn't fit.

"There you go," Kotake said. Seeing the look on my face, she added, "it may seem a bit old, but I'll be OK once I wash it. Honestly."

"I know, Kotake." I smiled. Kotake was only trying to be nice. I could buy a better tunic later. "May I ask, though, why do you have an old tunic in your back room?" By this time I had completly transformed back.

"Well, it used to belong to my boy, Tobias. He died. About five years ago. So did his wife." Kotake looked at the floor. She obviously missed her son.

"I'm sorry," I said sympathetically.

"Oh, it's OK," she replied. "He left home a long time ago anyway. He left a little boy though. I'd love to see my grandkid."

And then it clicked. My father, his name was Tobias. He died five years ago, just after I was born. I was so shocked, I fell off the chair.

"Link!" Kotake cried.

"I'm OK," I said from the floor. I got up, pulled the chair upright and sat back down.

"Why did you suddenly fall like that?" Kotake asked.

"Well, would you think I'm crazy if I told you my father's name was Tobias? And that he died five years ago. Along with my mother."

Kotake looked shocked. "But...you're 15. Toby's son should be five. You can't be my grandson. I'm sorry."

"No, Kotake, let me explain." So I told her about my quest.

"Well, Link, that's a very strange story. But I believe you. How couldn't I?"

"Thank you Kotake."