It's me again!!! I got TWO HOLE REVIEWS!!! *Sniff* I feel loved! Well,
here's another chapter, though prolly no one will read it ^___^
Oh yeah. And my mom. I tried to make her as realistic as I could in this fic. I've asked my mom 1000 times what we would do if Link magically appeared in our house, but I don't think she'd be ready for it, seeing as she doesn't EVER take me seriously.
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Link sighed and lay on the couch, eating 'Fruit Loops'. He had learnt a lot this morning, like how a TV worked, the uses of a refrigerator, and what a microwave does if you put plastic in it. He was now watching the TV, which was showing a strange show called "The Amanda Show." (My little sisters are obsessed! O.o')
Bridget and Cindy emerged from downstairs from their showering and changing. "It's your turn for a shower," said Bridget. "No offence, but you stink."
"Okay," said Link, surveying the girls' clothes. "But no offence, what are you wearing?"
Bridget was wearing a shirt with a strange cloudy spongy pattern on most of it, except on the front left side, which had a pattern of roses, all in blue. The sleeves were skin-tight until just before the elbows, where they billowed out. She was wearing strange pants of deep dark blue. They were fitting at the waist but fanned out so that the bottom to three times bigger than her waist.
Cindy was dressed in a blue short sleeved shirt with a panda and the words 'I'M SOMEBODY SPECIAL' on it. Over that, she wore a black jacket with white stripes up the side of the sleeves. She was also wearing strange dark pants, but they didn't fan out as much, had beige stitching, out turned seams, and appeared to be dirty on the thighs and the back of her legs.
"What, these?" Bridget asked. "Clothes silly." Then she saw Links face and rolled her eyes. "In this world, lots of girls wear this kind of clothes. Except Cindy's. She's the only girl who would wear a shirt she got in preschool."
"Hey! Shut up! It still fits!" Cindy said, frowning as Bridget made fun of her shirt yet again.
"But shouldn't a lady wear a proper dress?" Link asked.
Cindy and Bridget stared at him. Then they laughed. "Oh my GOD!" Cindy said through her laughter. "Me or Bridget a LADY? Sorry, but we're just a couple of girls. Not LADIES!" Link waited for the chuckles to subside.
"Really! Those pants are more suiting for a young man." Link said, cross that the girls weren't taking him seriously.
"Whoa! Chill, Link!" Bridget warned. "No guy would be caught dead in this kind of pants. They're called jeans and they're made different for girls than guys. In this world, girls get to choose weather they want to wear a skirt that often or not. Now if you'll follow me, I'll show you to the shower." She grabbed Link's arm, told Cindy she'd be back soon, and pulled Link down the stairs.
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Link liked the way his hair felt. It had been weeks since he last took his out from under his hat, and was surprised with how long it had become. Bridget's response was "Holy shit!" when he took his cap off for his shower. She told him about shampoo and how people with long hair need to use it or else their hair would get greasy and smelly and dandruffy. When she left and he got ready for his shower, he decided to try out the stuff. It stung when it got in his eyes, but now it wasn't nearly are grubby. It now felt smooth.
Link pulled on his tunic, put on his cap, and went upstairs. "Hi, Bridget! Hi Cind-"
"AAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHH!!!" A woman screamed as Link walked out of the stairwell. "GET OUT OF MY HOUSE!!!"
"What? But this is Cindy and Bridgets-" Link was cut off as the woman started beating him with a broom. "Argh! CINDY! BRIDGET! HEEEEEEEEEEEEEELP!!!"
The woman continued to beat him, and started shouting about strange men entering the house. Right then, the front door opened and Bridget and Cindy walked in carrying bags. "Hey, mom. Me and Cindy were just over at Cousin Matt's hou-" Bridget stopped in mid sentence as Link ran into the living room, with her mom chasing after him with a broom.
"SAVE ME!" Link cried as he dove behind Bridget and Cindy.
"DON'T YOU DARE TOUCH MY DAUTER OR HER FRIEND!" The woman shrieked, stopping in front of Bridget.
"Mom! This isn't how you said you'd react if Link came though to our world!" Bridget said, placing her hands on her hips. "You said we'd give him a place to stay, and help him find a way home!"
"Huh?" Bridget's mother asked.
"Mom, this is Link."
"Who?"
"The hero of my Zelda game! You know! 'Legend of Zelda: Ocarina of Time'?"
Bridget's mom thought for a moment, then realization dawned on her. She got a cross look on her face. "Bridget, if this is one of your jokes, I swear I'll-"
"No, mom, it's not a joke! Link! Show us some fairy magic!" She turned to Link, who slowly got up from his crouching position behind Cindy. "You can show us Din's Fire!"
"In the house?" Cindy asked.
"Wait! Link! It only hurts enemies, right? Doesn't burn anything else right?"
"Right" Link nodded.
"Then lets see!"
Link walked to the middle of the room, and took a small orb encased in a diamond. He stood in a fighting stance, closed his hand around the diamond, and smashed his fist into the ground. A fiery red semi-sphere exploded from his fist and filled the room, passing through Cindy, Bridget, and her mom.
"Whoa! Warmness!" Cindy said as the fire disappeared as it collided with the rooms of the wall.
Bridget looked over at her mom, who had gone suddenly pale. "Uh. mom.?
"Oh my god!" She said. Her eye's rolled back and closed and she fainted.
"Oh my god!" Bridget whispered as she caught her mom before she hit the floor. "My mom just fainted! This has never happen ever in my LIFE!!! Cindy! This isn't funny! My mom's unconscious and she needs to be at work in fifteen minutes!"
Cindy, who had been chuckling, shook her head. "No, it's not that. I was remembering when we came from Matt's, the first thing we saw was your mom beating the crap out of the 'Hero of Time'. You can battle monster's, kill evil men and save the world, but you don't stand a chance against Birgie's mom, eh, Link?"
"Be quiet! She ambushed me when I came up from my shower!" Link said, embarrassed that that he had fled from a housewife.
"People, what are we gonna do about my mom?" Bridget asked, setting her mom down on the old white couch.
"Give her some of this." Link said reaching into a pocket and taking out a tiny flask of blue liquid in it. "It will restore her energy."
"Whoa! Littleness!" Bridget said, taking the flask and examining it. "I wondered how you stored all your stuff, but it would be easy if everything's so small, ne?"
"It sure is." Link said, nodding his head.
Bridget took out the cork. "Erm, Maybe you should hide downstairs until mom leaves." She said, looking at Link.
"Right." Link nodded and went downstairs.
Bridget woke up her mom, who didn't remember anything. Bridget told her that she nodded out reading, and that it was almost ten. She bolted out the door.
"You can come up now!" Bridget called down the stairs. "Mom's gone."
"By Din, what was wrong with that woman.?"
"Nothing. She's just. over-protective. When I was around ten, a man broke in and pretended to know me. I guess she's still jumpy about that."
"Woah!" said Link. "How did he know your name?"
"Well if you MUST know, I told him myself."
"WHAT?!?" Link and Cindy both screeched.
"He told me he was taking a poll on how many people had names that started with the letter J as opposed to the letter B."
"Bridget, were you really that stupid?" Cindy asked, shaking her head.
"Shush!"
"By the way, why were you not here when I got out of the shower?" Link asked, staring at the bags the girls had carried inside.
"Oh my GOD! Thanks for reminding me about that!" Bridget dove into one of the bags and pulled out a large shirt. "We went over to my cousin Matt's house to grab you some clothes."
"What's wrong with my clothes?" Link asked.
Cindy raised an eyebrow. "Are you serious? Tunic, undershirt, and pantyhose equals fruit-cake from the eighteenth century!"
Bridget laughed. "Hee hee! Fruit-cake! Here. Take this and we'll see how you do. This is a shirt, and these are guy's jeans, and these are boxers. You can change in my room. And no weaponry of any kind!."
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Soooo. How was that? I'm sorry I took so long to get this up. I was * DUN DUN DUN!!!!* grounded from the computer. =( I promise to update sooner in the future.
Please review, |||Fairy of Water ~~~
Oh yeah. And my mom. I tried to make her as realistic as I could in this fic. I've asked my mom 1000 times what we would do if Link magically appeared in our house, but I don't think she'd be ready for it, seeing as she doesn't EVER take me seriously.
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Link sighed and lay on the couch, eating 'Fruit Loops'. He had learnt a lot this morning, like how a TV worked, the uses of a refrigerator, and what a microwave does if you put plastic in it. He was now watching the TV, which was showing a strange show called "The Amanda Show." (My little sisters are obsessed! O.o')
Bridget and Cindy emerged from downstairs from their showering and changing. "It's your turn for a shower," said Bridget. "No offence, but you stink."
"Okay," said Link, surveying the girls' clothes. "But no offence, what are you wearing?"
Bridget was wearing a shirt with a strange cloudy spongy pattern on most of it, except on the front left side, which had a pattern of roses, all in blue. The sleeves were skin-tight until just before the elbows, where they billowed out. She was wearing strange pants of deep dark blue. They were fitting at the waist but fanned out so that the bottom to three times bigger than her waist.
Cindy was dressed in a blue short sleeved shirt with a panda and the words 'I'M SOMEBODY SPECIAL' on it. Over that, she wore a black jacket with white stripes up the side of the sleeves. She was also wearing strange dark pants, but they didn't fan out as much, had beige stitching, out turned seams, and appeared to be dirty on the thighs and the back of her legs.
"What, these?" Bridget asked. "Clothes silly." Then she saw Links face and rolled her eyes. "In this world, lots of girls wear this kind of clothes. Except Cindy's. She's the only girl who would wear a shirt she got in preschool."
"Hey! Shut up! It still fits!" Cindy said, frowning as Bridget made fun of her shirt yet again.
"But shouldn't a lady wear a proper dress?" Link asked.
Cindy and Bridget stared at him. Then they laughed. "Oh my GOD!" Cindy said through her laughter. "Me or Bridget a LADY? Sorry, but we're just a couple of girls. Not LADIES!" Link waited for the chuckles to subside.
"Really! Those pants are more suiting for a young man." Link said, cross that the girls weren't taking him seriously.
"Whoa! Chill, Link!" Bridget warned. "No guy would be caught dead in this kind of pants. They're called jeans and they're made different for girls than guys. In this world, girls get to choose weather they want to wear a skirt that often or not. Now if you'll follow me, I'll show you to the shower." She grabbed Link's arm, told Cindy she'd be back soon, and pulled Link down the stairs.
* * *
Link liked the way his hair felt. It had been weeks since he last took his out from under his hat, and was surprised with how long it had become. Bridget's response was "Holy shit!" when he took his cap off for his shower. She told him about shampoo and how people with long hair need to use it or else their hair would get greasy and smelly and dandruffy. When she left and he got ready for his shower, he decided to try out the stuff. It stung when it got in his eyes, but now it wasn't nearly are grubby. It now felt smooth.
Link pulled on his tunic, put on his cap, and went upstairs. "Hi, Bridget! Hi Cind-"
"AAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHH!!!" A woman screamed as Link walked out of the stairwell. "GET OUT OF MY HOUSE!!!"
"What? But this is Cindy and Bridgets-" Link was cut off as the woman started beating him with a broom. "Argh! CINDY! BRIDGET! HEEEEEEEEEEEEEELP!!!"
The woman continued to beat him, and started shouting about strange men entering the house. Right then, the front door opened and Bridget and Cindy walked in carrying bags. "Hey, mom. Me and Cindy were just over at Cousin Matt's hou-" Bridget stopped in mid sentence as Link ran into the living room, with her mom chasing after him with a broom.
"SAVE ME!" Link cried as he dove behind Bridget and Cindy.
"DON'T YOU DARE TOUCH MY DAUTER OR HER FRIEND!" The woman shrieked, stopping in front of Bridget.
"Mom! This isn't how you said you'd react if Link came though to our world!" Bridget said, placing her hands on her hips. "You said we'd give him a place to stay, and help him find a way home!"
"Huh?" Bridget's mother asked.
"Mom, this is Link."
"Who?"
"The hero of my Zelda game! You know! 'Legend of Zelda: Ocarina of Time'?"
Bridget's mom thought for a moment, then realization dawned on her. She got a cross look on her face. "Bridget, if this is one of your jokes, I swear I'll-"
"No, mom, it's not a joke! Link! Show us some fairy magic!" She turned to Link, who slowly got up from his crouching position behind Cindy. "You can show us Din's Fire!"
"In the house?" Cindy asked.
"Wait! Link! It only hurts enemies, right? Doesn't burn anything else right?"
"Right" Link nodded.
"Then lets see!"
Link walked to the middle of the room, and took a small orb encased in a diamond. He stood in a fighting stance, closed his hand around the diamond, and smashed his fist into the ground. A fiery red semi-sphere exploded from his fist and filled the room, passing through Cindy, Bridget, and her mom.
"Whoa! Warmness!" Cindy said as the fire disappeared as it collided with the rooms of the wall.
Bridget looked over at her mom, who had gone suddenly pale. "Uh. mom.?
"Oh my god!" She said. Her eye's rolled back and closed and she fainted.
"Oh my god!" Bridget whispered as she caught her mom before she hit the floor. "My mom just fainted! This has never happen ever in my LIFE!!! Cindy! This isn't funny! My mom's unconscious and she needs to be at work in fifteen minutes!"
Cindy, who had been chuckling, shook her head. "No, it's not that. I was remembering when we came from Matt's, the first thing we saw was your mom beating the crap out of the 'Hero of Time'. You can battle monster's, kill evil men and save the world, but you don't stand a chance against Birgie's mom, eh, Link?"
"Be quiet! She ambushed me when I came up from my shower!" Link said, embarrassed that that he had fled from a housewife.
"People, what are we gonna do about my mom?" Bridget asked, setting her mom down on the old white couch.
"Give her some of this." Link said reaching into a pocket and taking out a tiny flask of blue liquid in it. "It will restore her energy."
"Whoa! Littleness!" Bridget said, taking the flask and examining it. "I wondered how you stored all your stuff, but it would be easy if everything's so small, ne?"
"It sure is." Link said, nodding his head.
Bridget took out the cork. "Erm, Maybe you should hide downstairs until mom leaves." She said, looking at Link.
"Right." Link nodded and went downstairs.
Bridget woke up her mom, who didn't remember anything. Bridget told her that she nodded out reading, and that it was almost ten. She bolted out the door.
"You can come up now!" Bridget called down the stairs. "Mom's gone."
"By Din, what was wrong with that woman.?"
"Nothing. She's just. over-protective. When I was around ten, a man broke in and pretended to know me. I guess she's still jumpy about that."
"Woah!" said Link. "How did he know your name?"
"Well if you MUST know, I told him myself."
"WHAT?!?" Link and Cindy both screeched.
"He told me he was taking a poll on how many people had names that started with the letter J as opposed to the letter B."
"Bridget, were you really that stupid?" Cindy asked, shaking her head.
"Shush!"
"By the way, why were you not here when I got out of the shower?" Link asked, staring at the bags the girls had carried inside.
"Oh my GOD! Thanks for reminding me about that!" Bridget dove into one of the bags and pulled out a large shirt. "We went over to my cousin Matt's house to grab you some clothes."
"What's wrong with my clothes?" Link asked.
Cindy raised an eyebrow. "Are you serious? Tunic, undershirt, and pantyhose equals fruit-cake from the eighteenth century!"
Bridget laughed. "Hee hee! Fruit-cake! Here. Take this and we'll see how you do. This is a shirt, and these are guy's jeans, and these are boxers. You can change in my room. And no weaponry of any kind!."
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Soooo. How was that? I'm sorry I took so long to get this up. I was * DUN DUN DUN!!!!* grounded from the computer. =( I promise to update sooner in the future.
Please review, |||Fairy of Water ~~~