k people, this is my alternate ending which will probably suck. so
dont say i didnt warn you. obviously, link has not died yet and that's
where it leaves off......
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"Zelda, come on. The doctor said that Link should really just rest now."
"Impa, aren't I allowed to just sit here if I'm not making any noise?"
"Don't be ridiculous, child! If anything happens to him, you will be the first one to be informed of it. I promise."
"No, Impa, I don't want to leave! Link is at death's door, and I can't just leave him here alone!"
"Princess, no offense, but he doesn't even know you're here right now. He's asleep." Impa started tugging Zelda's arm, trying to make her stand up. "And it's no use trying to wake him up. . .the potion the doctor gave him will make him stay asleep for twenty-five hours, no matter what you do. . .we'll find out in the morning what's to happen. . .come ON, Zelda!"
Reluctantly standing up, Zelda bent down over Link's body and kissed his lips for all she was worth. She couldn't help thinking that this could be the last time she ever saw him. . .
"What time is it, Impa?" Zelda asked, as her nursemaid shut the door automatically behind them.
"Four o'clock in the morning," Impa answered. "You've been up much too late, Zelda. It's time you got to bed." The pair of them scaled the stairs that led to the princess's bedroom. They walked inside, and Zelda sat slowly down on the bed.
"There's something I want to tell you, Impa," Zelda said, smiling.
"Actually, there's something I've got to tell you first," Impa said. "I spoke with your father, and he told me that he told you all about your betrothal to Prince Marth. . .to my understanding, you weren't too thrilled."
"Well, you're right."
"So he's sent them back to Altea," Impa continued. "We are never to see hide nor hair of them again. . .I just thought you ought to know that."
"That's a relief," Zelda sighed, getting underneath her covers and shivering.
"And what did you want to tell me?"
Zelda smiled mischeviously, wriggling further down into her bed. "You've got to promise not to tell my father or anyone else, all right?"
"Ooh, a secret!" Impa laughed. "What is it?"
"Well you see, I couldn't have married Marth even if he stayed. . ." The princess turned redder and smiled wider. "Impa, I'm engaged. To Link! He just asked me this afternoon!"
"That's wonderful, child," Impa said, grasping her hand and smiling warmly. "I just don't want you to get too excited. After all, we don't quite know if Link is really going to pull through. . ."
"I know," Zelda said, looking a bit worried. "Impa, you must tell me first thing tomorrow morning what's happened. Do you swear?"
"As I said," Impa promised, standing up and walking towards the door. "You shall be the first to know. Good-night, princess."
"Good-night, Impa."
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In the morning, Impa walked slowly up the steps that led to Zelda's room. She knocked on the door.
"Come in."
Taking a deep breath, Impa opened the door and stepped inside. Her expression was very solemn as she walked towards Zelda, who put down her brush.
"I'm afraid that I have some rather. . .unfortunate news," the nursemaid began.
"He's dead. . ." Zelda whispered.
Impa took another deep breath. "No. We're out of bacon, and that's Link's favorite thing to eat for breakfast. He'll have to settle for oatmeal, I'm afraid."
"THEN HE'S ALIVE?!" Zelda screamed, jumping out of her chair.
"Yes," Impa answered, smiling. "Healthy, wealthy and wise. . .or at least healthy and wise. . .the doctor said--"
"Screw what the doctor said!" Zelda shouted, opening her door and bolting out of it. "I'm going down to see him!"
Laughing, Impa listened to the clatter of Zelda's footsteps as she walked down the stairs. She suddenly wished that she'd had a boyfriend. Or at least someone who loved her as much as Link loved Zelda.
"LINK!" Zelda yelled, running towards the man in green who was waiting for her at the doorway. She jumped into his arms, tears of joy streaming down her face. "Thank the Goddesses; it's a miracle!"
"It's like I always say," King Harkinian whispered to Impa, both of whom were peeking at the two lovers from a slightly open doorway. "Miracles should happen--more often, at least."
Zelda caressed Link's neck gently, kissing his face in random places, just grateful that he was alive and well. Link grinned, trying to keep up, running his lips over Zelda's smooth neck.
"Hold a minute," Zelda said, pushing away from him. "Link, I've got to tell you. . . I--I love you and I want to spend the rest of my life with you. That's why I said yes."
"That's the reason I was hoping for!" Link laughed. He kissed away her tears, and she savored his touch. His tongue pressed lightly against her lips, and she willingly admitted it.
Grinning, Impa quitely shut the door that she and the King had been spying out of. She turned to face him. "Well your highness, NOW do you think telling Marth to get his butt back to Altea was a good idea?"
"Yes, I suppose it was," King Harkinian laughed.
"That's good, because Link and Zelda are engaged."
"Are they really?" the King asked excitedly. "Impa, we must get started at once! Quickly now, write out the invitations!!"
"Your wish is my command, sire," Impa said. She dashed out the door, faced Link and Zelda, and shouted, "I LIVE TO SERVE!!"
~THE END~
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i hope that was at least a little better!!
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"Zelda, come on. The doctor said that Link should really just rest now."
"Impa, aren't I allowed to just sit here if I'm not making any noise?"
"Don't be ridiculous, child! If anything happens to him, you will be the first one to be informed of it. I promise."
"No, Impa, I don't want to leave! Link is at death's door, and I can't just leave him here alone!"
"Princess, no offense, but he doesn't even know you're here right now. He's asleep." Impa started tugging Zelda's arm, trying to make her stand up. "And it's no use trying to wake him up. . .the potion the doctor gave him will make him stay asleep for twenty-five hours, no matter what you do. . .we'll find out in the morning what's to happen. . .come ON, Zelda!"
Reluctantly standing up, Zelda bent down over Link's body and kissed his lips for all she was worth. She couldn't help thinking that this could be the last time she ever saw him. . .
"What time is it, Impa?" Zelda asked, as her nursemaid shut the door automatically behind them.
"Four o'clock in the morning," Impa answered. "You've been up much too late, Zelda. It's time you got to bed." The pair of them scaled the stairs that led to the princess's bedroom. They walked inside, and Zelda sat slowly down on the bed.
"There's something I want to tell you, Impa," Zelda said, smiling.
"Actually, there's something I've got to tell you first," Impa said. "I spoke with your father, and he told me that he told you all about your betrothal to Prince Marth. . .to my understanding, you weren't too thrilled."
"Well, you're right."
"So he's sent them back to Altea," Impa continued. "We are never to see hide nor hair of them again. . .I just thought you ought to know that."
"That's a relief," Zelda sighed, getting underneath her covers and shivering.
"And what did you want to tell me?"
Zelda smiled mischeviously, wriggling further down into her bed. "You've got to promise not to tell my father or anyone else, all right?"
"Ooh, a secret!" Impa laughed. "What is it?"
"Well you see, I couldn't have married Marth even if he stayed. . ." The princess turned redder and smiled wider. "Impa, I'm engaged. To Link! He just asked me this afternoon!"
"That's wonderful, child," Impa said, grasping her hand and smiling warmly. "I just don't want you to get too excited. After all, we don't quite know if Link is really going to pull through. . ."
"I know," Zelda said, looking a bit worried. "Impa, you must tell me first thing tomorrow morning what's happened. Do you swear?"
"As I said," Impa promised, standing up and walking towards the door. "You shall be the first to know. Good-night, princess."
"Good-night, Impa."
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In the morning, Impa walked slowly up the steps that led to Zelda's room. She knocked on the door.
"Come in."
Taking a deep breath, Impa opened the door and stepped inside. Her expression was very solemn as she walked towards Zelda, who put down her brush.
"I'm afraid that I have some rather. . .unfortunate news," the nursemaid began.
"He's dead. . ." Zelda whispered.
Impa took another deep breath. "No. We're out of bacon, and that's Link's favorite thing to eat for breakfast. He'll have to settle for oatmeal, I'm afraid."
"THEN HE'S ALIVE?!" Zelda screamed, jumping out of her chair.
"Yes," Impa answered, smiling. "Healthy, wealthy and wise. . .or at least healthy and wise. . .the doctor said--"
"Screw what the doctor said!" Zelda shouted, opening her door and bolting out of it. "I'm going down to see him!"
Laughing, Impa listened to the clatter of Zelda's footsteps as she walked down the stairs. She suddenly wished that she'd had a boyfriend. Or at least someone who loved her as much as Link loved Zelda.
"LINK!" Zelda yelled, running towards the man in green who was waiting for her at the doorway. She jumped into his arms, tears of joy streaming down her face. "Thank the Goddesses; it's a miracle!"
"It's like I always say," King Harkinian whispered to Impa, both of whom were peeking at the two lovers from a slightly open doorway. "Miracles should happen--more often, at least."
Zelda caressed Link's neck gently, kissing his face in random places, just grateful that he was alive and well. Link grinned, trying to keep up, running his lips over Zelda's smooth neck.
"Hold a minute," Zelda said, pushing away from him. "Link, I've got to tell you. . . I--I love you and I want to spend the rest of my life with you. That's why I said yes."
"That's the reason I was hoping for!" Link laughed. He kissed away her tears, and she savored his touch. His tongue pressed lightly against her lips, and she willingly admitted it.
Grinning, Impa quitely shut the door that she and the King had been spying out of. She turned to face him. "Well your highness, NOW do you think telling Marth to get his butt back to Altea was a good idea?"
"Yes, I suppose it was," King Harkinian laughed.
"That's good, because Link and Zelda are engaged."
"Are they really?" the King asked excitedly. "Impa, we must get started at once! Quickly now, write out the invitations!!"
"Your wish is my command, sire," Impa said. She dashed out the door, faced Link and Zelda, and shouted, "I LIVE TO SERVE!!"
~THE END~
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i hope that was at least a little better!!