Great Sea Anthology
Story One
Fairy-seeking Freak
Author's Note: To explain this, I'll start by pointing out that an anthology is a collection of short stories, if somebody didn't know. And they're all going to be my incredibly short stories, of course. I'm going to write one chapter per character only, and I'm going to try to mostly use minor or half-minor characters. From The Legend of Zelda: The Wind Waker, of course. I also accept requests for a story about just about any chosen character. I think this story is an original idea, but if it isn't, feel free to poke me in the eye with a stick.
Disclaimer: I don't own any person, place or thing in this/these stories. And I'm too purdy to sue. Yes. Oh so purdy. Or something.
Treasure hunter's log eleven.
I saw it! I would bet my life's savings that I just saw it! The famed Ghost Ship! Right there before my eyes! It was beautiful, spooky, ugly and enchanting at the same time! The Ghost Ship! Out by Spectacle Island! That Salvatore man must be really lucky, to have the Ghost Ship cruise right by his island! Of course, he's always asleep at the break of night, so I guess not. Anyways, I'm going to sail up to it! My precious Gyorg Bane might be a tiny boat, but I'm sure I can use my Grappling Hook to pull myself up onto the ship!
David out.
I grinned, set the quill in the page I was writing on, and closed my book, wiping sweat off of my forehead with my other hand and sighing. Everything I lived for was about to be accomplished. I'd finally do what my father couldn't do and climb aboard the legendary Ghost Ship.
Boom.
Right in time with the thunderclap, a lightning bolt descended from the heavens along with a barrage of rain, giving my hair a bath. I put a hand over my head in a futile and dumb attempt to block the rain and looked up to the moon, just as another lightning bolt passed right by it.
"The Ghost Ship really doesn't like being found," I thought aloud as I set my sail back up. There was nothing I could do but go on, because turning around would be just as dangerous – and there's no way I would just let my dreams flutter away! The sail caught the strong wind and my boat was tossed forward, almost violently. I clung on for dear life, seeing as I couldn't and can't swim.
The Gyorg Bane tossed and turned as it neared my destination, and I found my trusty Grappling Hook and started to look for something to grab onto with it. And then it happened.
Boom! BOOM! Boom, boom! Zap! ZAP! Zap, zap!
Four booms of thunder, four lightning bolts landing directly on my boat. And I know how much bad luck I'd need to have four bolts hit my boat at the exact same time. Of course, I didn't have time to think that then as I flew out of the boat and into the water, climbing onto the biggest shard of the ship I could find and losing consciousness.
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I could hear a strange voice, whispering at the same time as shouting, in the distance. So far, yet so close… It's as if it was calling to me, beckoning to me… Begging me to come to it…
"Tingle! Tingle! Koolo limpah! Wake up!"
I could feel something touch me. One thing. Two things. Three. Four. Five. Six. Seven. All the way up to twelve. They touched me so lightly, I barely even noticed it. Fairies? Yes! They must have been! Beautiful, rejuvenating fairies…
"Get up, sir! Please! I am wasting all my confetti trying to help! I have no more now! The chant must have worked, sir!'
"What's going on?" I mumbled, half-asleep, as I opened my eyes and sat up. I rubbed my eyes and could immediately see. A few pieces of confetti had been blocking my eyes. Wait… Confetti? What a cheap rip-off for a fairy! Bah.
"You awaken! Ankle! Look! He awakened!"
"Oh joy! You have awakened!" A short, strange man in a pink full-body suit pulled me off of the ground and started dancing around with me, but I was so tired I just let him drag me along to ground. A happy dance? Happy dances are so out of date. An even stranger man, in the same suit as the first but in the color of green, pulled me out of the other man's hands and shook me to try to wake me up some more.
"Mister! Are you okay?"
"Of course I am, but what just happened?"
"You washed up onto our shores an hour ago, on a big block of wood!" explained the weirdo.
"Your shores?" I asked, blinking and rubbing my eyes some more just for the effect. He nodded enthusiastically and began to hop up and down. What a freak.
"Yes, sir! Our shores! I am Tingle, that," he pointed to the man in pink, "is my brother, Ankle, and this," he waved a hand out at the surroundings, still bouncing, "is Tingle Island! Home to Tingle Tower, the only place that spins, spins and spins with the majestic magic of fairies!"
"Right. Which way to the exit?"
"Exit?" Ankle giggled, one hand over his mouth. "There is no exit, unless you have a good enough boat! We're miles from any town and we're surrounded by hurricanes!" For some reason, he didn't seem sad at all as he stated this. What a creepy place.
"Well that's just dandy, isn't it?" I moaned, wiping dirt and seaweed off of my pants and feeling my hair. Still extremely wet.
"Dandy? Not dandy! Super dandy! Super dandy fairy-ific!"
"There doesn't happen to be some sort of asylum around here, huh?"
"None at all!"
"And I'm going to be here for forever?"
"Most likely!"
"Well, I'm off,"
Ankle laughed his annoyingly happy laugh some more and bounced over to me. "You can't possibly leave! You can't swim!"
"H-how did you know?"
"Errr… I… Uhhh… Have read your mind! Hee!"
"If you don't offer me some rupees right now, I'm going to choke you and your tingly friend to death," I growled, fed up with the freaks. Not only did I just miss my only chance to find the one thing I longed to find, I was stuck there with them for the rest of my life. Hopefully I wouldn't soak up their insanity and become one of them.
"Hee! Did you hear that, Tingle? He values material objects so much!"
"Yes I did, Ankle! Hee hee!" Damnit, Tingle has the same laugh as Ankle! Such an annoying chuckle! I knew then that I'd end up going completely insane in a short amount of time. Laughing because I like money? I guess the new in thing for poor people with no houses is to go and live on an uncharted island and act like a complete idiot.
"Sir, you should learn that self comes before wealth! What is better, being true to yourself or having many rupees?"
"Having ma -"
"Being true to yourself? That is the correct answer! Hurray for you, sir…"
"My name is David, and I didn't sa -"
"Hurray for you, David! Now, why don't you suit up and help the world go round! And find some beautiful, wonderful fairies in the mean time?" Ankle started to hop again. Goddesses, why did you have to drop me here? What did I do to deserve such a fate?!
"Yes, Mr. David! The first step to being true to yourself is to help a fairy find his brethren!"
"You're not even a fai -"
"Then it's settled!" Tingle cheered and produced a white version of his clothes out of nowhere, holding the suit out to me. "Put these on quickly, we must get to work, Mr. David!"
"You can't make me wear that,"
"No, but you surely can, and if you wish to be rich in happiness you surely much!"
"I'm out of here,"
"Don't you remember, sir? You can't possibly leave this island!"
"I hate you,"
"You better get suited up, good sir! The island can't spin with fairy goodness if you aren't helping push it!"
"I really hate you,"
Author's Note: Such a beautiful, beautiful chapter. Don't you think? I didn't think so. But you can leave questions, comments or requests at the review box, because I said so. And what I say goes. Because I said so.