Here we go again, another chapter.
I haven't been able to update for a while, because my brother have been using my computer, and then we had problems with even getting online, and then, ff.net was down. And then (the list is getting long), I got sick, too sick to write, and then we went to Hagfors, a place in Sweden, and watched the Swedish Rally. Anyway, enough excuses, on with the story.
Oh, and thank you so much for the reweiws!*author gets down on her knees* I couldn't find a suitable song-lyric for this chapter, but if you can, please tell me.
Might as well do the boring stuff;
I still don't own anything; I am a student and therefore have no money, so it would do you no good to sue me. The only thing I own is the plot, which my reweiwers keep telling me is very good, so there!
The heat forced Malon to silence. She did not have anyone to talk to anyway, considering that Sheik wasn't a very talkative person, and horses aren't very good conversonalists, so she kept quiet. She wondered what had caused the sudden stop a while back, when Sheik had completely zoned out for several minutes, not responding when she called his name. But she had gotten no explanation, and didn't expect one either.
After what seemed like an eternity, the air started to cool down. Malon peeked over her silent companions shoulder, and saw a breathtaking view.
Before them was a huge gate, wrought in stone as grey as lead, with metal bars forming a net like web overhead. The gate was wider and taller than any other structure that Malon had ever seen.
The gate was apparently their destination, for Sheik urged the horse on. Before they had come within a hundred meters from the gate, a voice boomed out;
" Sheik, you little bastard! Where the Hell have you been?!" The owner of the voice was a redheaded female, clad in white silk pants and an equally white shirt, with her red hair in a pony-tail.
Malon half expected Sheik to kill the red haired woman for insulting him, but to her surprise, he only shook his head mournfully.
" In Hyrule. You should know that by now, Nabooru." Then his voice turned mocking.
" But, of course, you might not have realized. After all, I only spend most of my waking hours there."
" Don't get cocky with me, little boy, I am the leader of the Gerudo, and if I so choose, you will die before you take another breath." Nabooru said.
" You wouldn't."
" How can you be so sure, Sheikah-boy?"
" Would you really kill me at the drop of a hat?"
" Damn straight I would!"
Sheik sighed deeply.
" Why doesn't anyone like me?" He asked no one in particular.
" You're too damn plain, boy! If you would just let me-" She didn't get further, as Sheik interrupted her.
"NO! None of your fashion tips! You promised, Nabooru!"
" Fashion tips?" Malon asked, bewildered.
Nabooru grinned at Sheik.
" So you've finally gotten yourself a girlfriend! About time , too!" She said. Malon blushed, and Sheik tensed.
" Shut up, Nabooru, Malon is not my ´girlfriend´ ." He told the Gerudo leader. Said leader waved it away.
" Whatever she is to you, you better let her down from that fancy horse of yours, or I'll beat you senseless. The poor girl looks ready to collapse! You're inconsiderate, Sheik, everyone doesn't have your endurance!"
Sheik looked over his shoulder at Malon, and saw her tired features.
" Sorry." He mumbled, while helping her of the horse. She smiled weakly at him.
" It's all right. I'm just a little tired." She told him.
" A little tired? My foot! You're about ready to drop, sister!" Nabooru told her.
" Sister?"
" Well, aren't you? I call all Gerudo's sister."
" But I'm no Gerudo!" Malon protested. Nabooru took a step back and looked at her.
" Red hair, quite tall, athletic build. You sure as hell look like a Gerudo."
" But I'm from Hyrule."
" Whatever you say, sister." Nabooru turned to Sheik." Now, why did you bring her here?"
" She needs a safe place to stay, while I sort things out in Hyrule."
" And you immediately thought of this place? I'm flattered!"
" It's more like a last chance, than first choice." Sheik teased her. Nabooru growled, and the blue-clad boy gulped. He turned and ran like hell towards the fortress in the background, Nabooru hard on his heels.
" Come back here, you nosy brat! I'll hit you so hard, your nose will end up in your ear!" She yelled.
Left behind was a very confused Malon. Not knowing what to do, she followed.
And that's chapter six. If you can, please think of a song for this chapter, and write it in your reweiw. I wanted to lighten up the mood after all those flashbacks, and Nabooru seems like a good character to do so with. Until next time, goodbye. Metallicafangirl
I haven't been able to update for a while, because my brother have been using my computer, and then we had problems with even getting online, and then, ff.net was down. And then (the list is getting long), I got sick, too sick to write, and then we went to Hagfors, a place in Sweden, and watched the Swedish Rally. Anyway, enough excuses, on with the story.
Oh, and thank you so much for the reweiws!*author gets down on her knees* I couldn't find a suitable song-lyric for this chapter, but if you can, please tell me.
Might as well do the boring stuff;
I still don't own anything; I am a student and therefore have no money, so it would do you no good to sue me. The only thing I own is the plot, which my reweiwers keep telling me is very good, so there!
The heat forced Malon to silence. She did not have anyone to talk to anyway, considering that Sheik wasn't a very talkative person, and horses aren't very good conversonalists, so she kept quiet. She wondered what had caused the sudden stop a while back, when Sheik had completely zoned out for several minutes, not responding when she called his name. But she had gotten no explanation, and didn't expect one either.
After what seemed like an eternity, the air started to cool down. Malon peeked over her silent companions shoulder, and saw a breathtaking view.
Before them was a huge gate, wrought in stone as grey as lead, with metal bars forming a net like web overhead. The gate was wider and taller than any other structure that Malon had ever seen.
The gate was apparently their destination, for Sheik urged the horse on. Before they had come within a hundred meters from the gate, a voice boomed out;
" Sheik, you little bastard! Where the Hell have you been?!" The owner of the voice was a redheaded female, clad in white silk pants and an equally white shirt, with her red hair in a pony-tail.
Malon half expected Sheik to kill the red haired woman for insulting him, but to her surprise, he only shook his head mournfully.
" In Hyrule. You should know that by now, Nabooru." Then his voice turned mocking.
" But, of course, you might not have realized. After all, I only spend most of my waking hours there."
" Don't get cocky with me, little boy, I am the leader of the Gerudo, and if I so choose, you will die before you take another breath." Nabooru said.
" You wouldn't."
" How can you be so sure, Sheikah-boy?"
" Would you really kill me at the drop of a hat?"
" Damn straight I would!"
Sheik sighed deeply.
" Why doesn't anyone like me?" He asked no one in particular.
" You're too damn plain, boy! If you would just let me-" She didn't get further, as Sheik interrupted her.
"NO! None of your fashion tips! You promised, Nabooru!"
" Fashion tips?" Malon asked, bewildered.
Nabooru grinned at Sheik.
" So you've finally gotten yourself a girlfriend! About time , too!" She said. Malon blushed, and Sheik tensed.
" Shut up, Nabooru, Malon is not my ´girlfriend´ ." He told the Gerudo leader. Said leader waved it away.
" Whatever she is to you, you better let her down from that fancy horse of yours, or I'll beat you senseless. The poor girl looks ready to collapse! You're inconsiderate, Sheik, everyone doesn't have your endurance!"
Sheik looked over his shoulder at Malon, and saw her tired features.
" Sorry." He mumbled, while helping her of the horse. She smiled weakly at him.
" It's all right. I'm just a little tired." She told him.
" A little tired? My foot! You're about ready to drop, sister!" Nabooru told her.
" Sister?"
" Well, aren't you? I call all Gerudo's sister."
" But I'm no Gerudo!" Malon protested. Nabooru took a step back and looked at her.
" Red hair, quite tall, athletic build. You sure as hell look like a Gerudo."
" But I'm from Hyrule."
" Whatever you say, sister." Nabooru turned to Sheik." Now, why did you bring her here?"
" She needs a safe place to stay, while I sort things out in Hyrule."
" And you immediately thought of this place? I'm flattered!"
" It's more like a last chance, than first choice." Sheik teased her. Nabooru growled, and the blue-clad boy gulped. He turned and ran like hell towards the fortress in the background, Nabooru hard on his heels.
" Come back here, you nosy brat! I'll hit you so hard, your nose will end up in your ear!" She yelled.
Left behind was a very confused Malon. Not knowing what to do, she followed.
And that's chapter six. If you can, please think of a song for this chapter, and write it in your reweiw. I wanted to lighten up the mood after all those flashbacks, and Nabooru seems like a good character to do so with. Until next time, goodbye. Metallicafangirl