Hi! It's me again. Uhhhh.. I don't really have anything to say, soooooo.on
with the story!
Chapter 5
Zelda sat in the tiny garden outside of Link's house. It had become a place of comfort for her lately. Sometimes Link would come out here too, and explain the meanings of some of the flowers to her.
Link. Zelda's heart ached at the thought of his name. How could she ever tell him how she felt? She wiped away a tear. It was impossible anyway. Link already had a girlfriend. Zelda felt slightly sick at the thought of Malon. The redhead was pretty, and obviously possessive. Once she had stuck her claws into Link, there was no rescuing him.
Zelda got up and dusted off her skirt. Her life had been so easy before, why did it have to be so hard now? Link, she felt, just made it worse. When she had agreed to stay in his home, she never dreamed she'd have feelings like this. She sighed, wiping away more tears. She thought that love was supposed to be wonderful. Why was it hurting her so badly?
Zelda had just begun to walk toward Link's house, when she felt something hit the back of neck. Turning around to see who had thrown the pebble, she did not notice the rope on the ground, nor the bucket of water that hung from it. She tripped over the rope, causing the water to pour down on her head. As Zelda hit, the ground, she could hear high-pitched laughter in the distance. Feeling even angrier with Malon than usual, she untied the rope around her ankle before going inside to dry off.
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Malon laughed softly to herself as she walked. Zelda would be wary of Link's house very soon. Malon's laughter grew louder. That stunt in the garden, pure genius! Malon sat down in the garden of her own home, to ponder her next move. Humiliation should play a role in this one. Malon smiled. She already had an idea.
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Link walked slowly home. He barely had enough energy to move his feet. He felt drained, as if someone had damaged his very soul. What was he going to do? He couldn't just let Zelda go, but he couldn't make her stay with him. Besides, she would probably be happier married to a rich man. Link thought again about Spartel, and felt an odd sensation. It was foreboding, like something terrible was going to happen. Link shook it off. He didn't want any emotions at the moment, none of them were kind.
Leaning up against a wall, Link tried to erase Zelda from his mind. It was impossible. He felt like his world revolved around her. If only he could tell her, if only she could stay with him. He had always wondered what love felt like, and now that he knew, he wished it would go away. His adoptive parents had always told him that love was one of the best things to happen to a person. Link scowled remembering that particular lesson. If there was ant truth in that statement, he wished it would show itself. Trying, once again, to empty his mind, Link continued his long walk home.
Short, I know. Oh, but angsty. I didn't really want to put stuff like that in there, but it makes the romance seem better. * Sniffs* when they both realize that love is a good thing. R&R please!
Chapter 5
Zelda sat in the tiny garden outside of Link's house. It had become a place of comfort for her lately. Sometimes Link would come out here too, and explain the meanings of some of the flowers to her.
Link. Zelda's heart ached at the thought of his name. How could she ever tell him how she felt? She wiped away a tear. It was impossible anyway. Link already had a girlfriend. Zelda felt slightly sick at the thought of Malon. The redhead was pretty, and obviously possessive. Once she had stuck her claws into Link, there was no rescuing him.
Zelda got up and dusted off her skirt. Her life had been so easy before, why did it have to be so hard now? Link, she felt, just made it worse. When she had agreed to stay in his home, she never dreamed she'd have feelings like this. She sighed, wiping away more tears. She thought that love was supposed to be wonderful. Why was it hurting her so badly?
Zelda had just begun to walk toward Link's house, when she felt something hit the back of neck. Turning around to see who had thrown the pebble, she did not notice the rope on the ground, nor the bucket of water that hung from it. She tripped over the rope, causing the water to pour down on her head. As Zelda hit, the ground, she could hear high-pitched laughter in the distance. Feeling even angrier with Malon than usual, she untied the rope around her ankle before going inside to dry off.
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*
Malon laughed softly to herself as she walked. Zelda would be wary of Link's house very soon. Malon's laughter grew louder. That stunt in the garden, pure genius! Malon sat down in the garden of her own home, to ponder her next move. Humiliation should play a role in this one. Malon smiled. She already had an idea.
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*
Link walked slowly home. He barely had enough energy to move his feet. He felt drained, as if someone had damaged his very soul. What was he going to do? He couldn't just let Zelda go, but he couldn't make her stay with him. Besides, she would probably be happier married to a rich man. Link thought again about Spartel, and felt an odd sensation. It was foreboding, like something terrible was going to happen. Link shook it off. He didn't want any emotions at the moment, none of them were kind.
Leaning up against a wall, Link tried to erase Zelda from his mind. It was impossible. He felt like his world revolved around her. If only he could tell her, if only she could stay with him. He had always wondered what love felt like, and now that he knew, he wished it would go away. His adoptive parents had always told him that love was one of the best things to happen to a person. Link scowled remembering that particular lesson. If there was ant truth in that statement, he wished it would show itself. Trying, once again, to empty his mind, Link continued his long walk home.
Short, I know. Oh, but angsty. I didn't really want to put stuff like that in there, but it makes the romance seem better. * Sniffs* when they both realize that love is a good thing. R&R please!