Nervously, Link walked up to Zelda's door. He quickly looked himself over. His shoes black and shiny, he was wearing cacky pants, and a white shirt with a black sweater. He knew that Zelda hated ties. Link raised his hand, and knocked on the door. It slowly opened. "HI LINK!!!" The hero of time stood there stunned, as Summer stepped outside. "Where is your younger self? He was supposed to-" "Here I am," said Young Link, who had been standing behind his older self. "Well, let's go." The two of them skipped down the hallway. "Zellie will be out in a minute," Summer called out. "She says you can go in if you want." Cautiously, Link stepped inside the room. "Z-Zelda?" "I'll be right there, Link. I just have to-OW!! PAIN!! " "Zel, you okay?" he asked. "Yeah, I'm fine," she answered. Then, under her breath, she added,"Stupid pencil. I'm using pens from now on." Then, Zelda walked out of her bedroom and behind Link. "Hello." He swiveled around. In spite of his wishes, Link felt his jaw drop. "Uh, uh, ummm." To put it bluntly, she looked even better than when she had been wearing the jeans and hello kitty tee. What was most miraculous, however, was her face. He had never seen her so made up before, and made him feel like he was dressed much too casually. Eye shadow, eyeliner, and even a touch of glitter on her cheeks. Her dress was silver-white, with light blue swirls. To top it all off, Zelda had placed her silver tiara on her golden hair. She had to smile at Link's stunned expression, showing off her brilliant white teeth. She began fiddling with her pearl necklace, then extended her arm. "Care to escort a lady to a party?" she asked. "That's what I'm here for." The two of them headed off to the ball room, arm in arm. On their way, they met up with Samus and Marth. Almost automatically, as if she were at one of her father's balls, Zelda curtsied elegantly. "Good evening Samus, Marth," she said gracefully. "Hi Zel," Samus said back, smiling from ear to ear. "Hi Link." "'Evening, Zelda," Marth said coldly, throwing Link an icy glare. The pair walked off, Marth slouching somewhat. "I am so glad that you got the nerve to take me to this thing," Zelda said in a whisper to Link. "Marth tried to ask me, but I turned him down. I was afraid he'd keep on proposing the idea, like Captain Falcon did to Samus." "Well don't worry," said Link, striking a heroic pose. "I have come to save you from the evils of the earth again, Princess!" Zelda laughed, and they entered the ball room. Immediately, a film camera was shoved in their faces. They forced smiles. "Uh, hello," said Zelda. "AND HELLO TO YOU!" the reporter shouted. "Simply lovely to see you this evening, Princess. Ah, and I see your date tonight is none other than Link! The man who has saved your life, and yet you defeated him mercilessly yesterday!!" "Well, we came here to have a good time and not think about yesterday's battle," Zelda explained. "So thank you, but we'd like to socialize if you don't mind," Link cut in, steering Zelda away. "Very smooth," Zelda laughed. "I never have the heart to push people away like that. I wish I did. Sometimes I envy you." Fox and Falco were wearing black leather, and were supposedly the two DJ's. They waved at the two elves, who waved back. A sulking Roy had ended up coming alone. He stood in a corner, glaring at everyone else, and cursing a reporter in Japanese. "I'm sorry," Mewtwo kept saying to the reporter. "I hate to translate such bad language! Trust me, you should be grateful I'm not telling you what he is calling you!" Zelda and Link found a small table (for two) on their right. Sitting down, Zelda sighed happily. Then she remembered the note in her glove. "Here Link," she said, handing his valentine to him. "Read this." Confused, he took it. Once he read it, Link blushed a deep red. "I remember that. Ha! I don't know about you, but that guy with the pocket protector still gives me nightmares." "Oh, he gives them to me, too," Zelda said, chuckling. "You know, it'd be really scary if he was a smasher." "Yeah. He'd just have to start rambling algebra problems, and his opponent would commit suicide and jump off the edge." Zelda laughed. "Oh look, there's Peach and Mario." The two of them were being harassed by news reporters. "I think you should go rescue them." As soon as Link got up to save his friends, Fox and Falco started playing sk8r boi. Nearly everyone started getting up and singing. Zelda laughed as Ganon and Bowser stepped onto the dance floor, lipsinking the words. She tapped her toe in rhythm. The words started sinking into her head.

"He wanted her, she'd never tell secretly she wanted him as well-"

Zelda started taking a trip down memory lane. When she and Link had first met, she had truthfully despised him. She thought his earrings were despicable, and that he thought too much of himself. Actually, as she she came to discover, he thought of her too much. Link had been desperately trying to court her, almost like Marth. Except with Link, she had begun to like him back after a bit of time. Of course, she couldn't stand to let him know that he'd won her over after all those years. Until now, obviously. As she glanced over at the entrance to the room, she noticed that Peach, Mario and Link had left. Then, she realized that she was the only one who wasn't bouncing along with Avril Lavigne. Before she could get up though, the song ended. Zelda walked up to Falco and Fox. "What kind of music do you have there, guys?" she asked. "Everything!" Fox answered, grinning. "Pop, rock, swing, even classical, and-hey, who put DISNEY music in here?!" And suddenly Bowser became very interested in his napkin. Laughing, Zelda walked back to her table, were Link was sitting, red-faced.

"Zelda!" he said. "You missed out on the first dance!" "If you can call that non-stop bouncing dancing!" Zelda retorted, snickering Link shrugged it off, as two Toads appeared, holding two platters. They darted off, and Link took the tops off of them. Steam billowed into his face. "Wow!" he coughed. "Steamy!" The two elves wafted all the steam away with their hands. "Ooh! Linguini!" He immediately picked up his fork. "Glad you like it," Zelda commented, as he started wolfing down the pasta. "You don't know how much work I put into it." "You mean you made this?!" "Yes. Don't you think I can cook?" Zelda laughed. "Personally, I am insulted Link!" "Aren't you going to eat it?" he asked. "No. I'm allergic to pasta." "Well then why'd you make it?" "Because a lot of people wanted it." "Whuuutever." Then Zelda noticed the samba tune going in the back ground. "WOW! I LOVE SAMBA!" she shouted. Gannondorf walked up to them, bowing. "Pardon me Princess," he said in a gracious tone. "But I was wondering if you would permit me this dance?" He held out his hand, and to Link's shock, she accepted it. "Is it all right with you, Link?" she asked. "Sure," he answered. "I'm not done with this linguini anway." Ganon and Zelda were the only two on the dance floor. Gannondorf grabbed a rose from a bouquet and clamped it between his teeth. He next grabbed Zelda, and the two of them tangoed across the floor. The music got louder, and they started dancing faster. King Harkinian and Impa's jaws slowly dropped, and they slowly turned towards each other, staring. But the two dancers seemed ignorant of the fact that all the smashers and reporters were staring at them. "Is this great or what?" a reporter asked his viewers. "The Princess Zelda and her arch-nemisis Gannondorf-dancing!" Not to be out done, Peach grasped Bowser and heaved him to the dance floor. There were now two pairs of dancing enemies doing the tango. The music ended, and Ganon dipped the Hylian princess. "Wow!" said Zelda, who was flushed from excitement. "A poker player and a dancer! The tango, of all things! I'd never have guessed!" Link of course, had become very jealous. "Too bad I never learned the tango," he mumbled to himself. The princess had to grin at her 'hero,' but said nothing.