It's a Girl Thing
by Crazy Chick
A/N: Not much 2 say, except send in those reviews! Sorry if I stole this idea off of anyone, cuz I didn't, but just in case... And I am a girl (what kinda guy would go around with the name Crazy Chick????) so some guy related stuff might be a little off...
Disclaimer: I don't own Zelda, decent socks or Heath Ledger. But I do own you! MWAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Crazy Chick: He has issues...
CHAPTA UN! (one) Girl Probs
Link: Get away from me you people!
A bunch of girls: Only if you can escape, which you won't!
Link: NOOOOOOO! Have mercy! Save me, goddess of life!!!!!!!
Before we start, lets explain the situation here. Or better yet, lets start from the beginning. Link is hanging around his house, minding his own business, but there is a knock on the door. Actually the house doesn't have a door, so the person knocks on the wall of Link's treehouse.
Link: Who is it?
Person outside treehouse: The tooth fairy, stupid. Obviously its me, Terry! [CC: Terry is the name of the postman according to me. This is his official name according to all my fics, so too bad]
Link: Obviously? It could be Saria, Mido :P, Zelda, Malon, Navi, Ruto...*shudders*
Terry: Just let me in already kokiri-wannabe!
Link: Fine, whatever. Wait a second, I don't have to let you in cuz there's no door! Just come in!
Terry: But you didn't invite me in...
Link: Who cares! I always barge into other people's houses and they don't care!
After a lot of this dumb conversation, Terry finally came in.
Terry: This is for you. *hands an envelope to Link*
Link: We had that stupid conversation just now just for a stupid piece of mail??? Why don't you just put it in my mailbox?
Terry: It's priority mail. Besides, the giver of this letter said I had to make sure you received this right away, or, um, I dunno, she threatened me with an 'or else'.
Link: I hate those lame 'or else' threats. Uh oh, did you say the giver is a 'she'? Can't I just not read this and sacrifice you for my well-being anyway?
Terry: Who cares, see ya! *runs away quickly*
Link: Might as well get this over with. Probably some stupid 'save kokiri forest' thing from Saria or another request to battle at the Super Smash Bros. Meelee arena...*opens letter* It says:
deer Link,
pleez meat me n Kakariko villige, I cant tell u hoo i am, but u have bedder cum hear at 7:00 PM writ bi da well, OR ELSE!!!!!!!!
Sincerely, I-cant-tell-u-but-u-havta-find-out!!!!!
P.S. which means post script cuz I no ur stupid: THIS IS A SEEREEUS OR ELSE REKWEST! .::.i know where you live link...heheheh.::.
Link: How dare that bad speller call me stupid... Or else? Did she say 'Or else'? What is this, the saying of the year or something? At least every day lasts 24 minutes, meaning every week lasts 168 minutes, meaning every month lasts 744 minutes (or 720 or 672 or 696 depending on the sitch) meaning every year lasts 26616 minutes (or 26640 depending on the circumstances) meaning...crap, its 26616 (or 26640) minutes until next year??? That means every year lasts 443.6 hours (or 444 depending on the situation), meaning every year lasts 18.43... days (or 18.5 depending on the condition) meaning every year lasts 2.63333333333333333333333333333286... weeks (or 2.642857142857... weeks depending on the sitch-you-ay-shun) meaning I have to survive this torture for about 2.5 weeks? NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!
Mido: Shut up you random little wimp-o!
Link: Up yours, fag!
Mido: Up what?
Link: *shakes head with a sigh* Maybe he sent the letter...nah, Terry said it was a girl!
Mido: What makes you think I'm a guy...?
Link: Do I even wanna know?
END OF CHAPTER
CC: So, whatcha think? What will happen to link? Find out, and please review! I promise this will get better, really! I'll just have to accept sounding like a broken record...uh, CYA PEEPS! Luv ya ;)
by Crazy Chick
A/N: Not much 2 say, except send in those reviews! Sorry if I stole this idea off of anyone, cuz I didn't, but just in case... And I am a girl (what kinda guy would go around with the name Crazy Chick????) so some guy related stuff might be a little off...
Disclaimer: I don't own Zelda, decent socks or Heath Ledger. But I do own you! MWAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Crazy Chick: He has issues...
CHAPTA UN! (one) Girl Probs
Link: Get away from me you people!
A bunch of girls: Only if you can escape, which you won't!
Link: NOOOOOOO! Have mercy! Save me, goddess of life!!!!!!!
Before we start, lets explain the situation here. Or better yet, lets start from the beginning. Link is hanging around his house, minding his own business, but there is a knock on the door. Actually the house doesn't have a door, so the person knocks on the wall of Link's treehouse.
Link: Who is it?
Person outside treehouse: The tooth fairy, stupid. Obviously its me, Terry! [CC: Terry is the name of the postman according to me. This is his official name according to all my fics, so too bad]
Link: Obviously? It could be Saria, Mido :P, Zelda, Malon, Navi, Ruto...*shudders*
Terry: Just let me in already kokiri-wannabe!
Link: Fine, whatever. Wait a second, I don't have to let you in cuz there's no door! Just come in!
Terry: But you didn't invite me in...
Link: Who cares! I always barge into other people's houses and they don't care!
After a lot of this dumb conversation, Terry finally came in.
Terry: This is for you. *hands an envelope to Link*
Link: We had that stupid conversation just now just for a stupid piece of mail??? Why don't you just put it in my mailbox?
Terry: It's priority mail. Besides, the giver of this letter said I had to make sure you received this right away, or, um, I dunno, she threatened me with an 'or else'.
Link: I hate those lame 'or else' threats. Uh oh, did you say the giver is a 'she'? Can't I just not read this and sacrifice you for my well-being anyway?
Terry: Who cares, see ya! *runs away quickly*
Link: Might as well get this over with. Probably some stupid 'save kokiri forest' thing from Saria or another request to battle at the Super Smash Bros. Meelee arena...*opens letter* It says:
deer Link,
pleez meat me n Kakariko villige, I cant tell u hoo i am, but u have bedder cum hear at 7:00 PM writ bi da well, OR ELSE!!!!!!!!
Sincerely, I-cant-tell-u-but-u-havta-find-out!!!!!
P.S. which means post script cuz I no ur stupid: THIS IS A SEEREEUS OR ELSE REKWEST! .::.i know where you live link...heheheh.::.
Link: How dare that bad speller call me stupid... Or else? Did she say 'Or else'? What is this, the saying of the year or something? At least every day lasts 24 minutes, meaning every week lasts 168 minutes, meaning every month lasts 744 minutes (or 720 or 672 or 696 depending on the sitch) meaning every year lasts 26616 minutes (or 26640 depending on the circumstances) meaning...crap, its 26616 (or 26640) minutes until next year??? That means every year lasts 443.6 hours (or 444 depending on the situation), meaning every year lasts 18.43... days (or 18.5 depending on the condition) meaning every year lasts 2.63333333333333333333333333333286... weeks (or 2.642857142857... weeks depending on the sitch-you-ay-shun) meaning I have to survive this torture for about 2.5 weeks? NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!
Mido: Shut up you random little wimp-o!
Link: Up yours, fag!
Mido: Up what?
Link: *shakes head with a sigh* Maybe he sent the letter...nah, Terry said it was a girl!
Mido: What makes you think I'm a guy...?
Link: Do I even wanna know?
END OF CHAPTER
CC: So, whatcha think? What will happen to link? Find out, and please review! I promise this will get better, really! I'll just have to accept sounding like a broken record...uh, CYA PEEPS! Luv ya ;)