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Guess what? Yes, I've gone totally crazy. It can be seen from this episode. This is probably the most confusing episode I'll ever write so I'll… hmm… never mind.

To Make Things Clear for the Episode 07: I've got nothing against those "pure insanity" fics, but I don't like them either. I'm trying to parody them as I write this episode, so I hope you enjoy and please don't get offended! hmm… Oh well, though spoiling would be so much fun I'll let you find out for yourselves. And yes, I know the jokes suck, but… Argh! It's really hard not to spoil anything.

Thank you those who've been kind enough to review!

RavenGhost: *dances around* yeah! I was pretty fast, wasn't I? And now that I've read the episode when I finished it, it really is R-material… So thanks for helping me with it!

Solanar: Yeah! I will! Though I… No, I won't tell yet. Maybe you'll find out for yourself… hee-hee…

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p (SCENE: The porch of an old mansion, two figures walking towards the door in a dark night The wind howls in the chimney.)

Link: Don't you think this is exciting?

Roy: You mean chasing a bearded German ghost nun?

Link: Not bearded, you jerk! *whacks Roy* Headless!

Roy: *derisively* How do you know if this "nun" of yours doesn't have a beard?

Link: I don't. But I do hope so. *tries the handle and the door opens with a creak*

Roy: *bored* Woo… I'm soooo excited.

Link: I knew I should've left you to the Smash Building and take Mini-me with instead! *peeks inside*

Roy: No! This always beats watching teletubbies with Nana and Popo! *fakes* I'M SO EXCITED!! Ghooooost? Where aaaareee youuuu? *runs inside holding a flashlight*

p (SCENE: Inside the mansion, a huge lobby with lots of spider webs and old portraits, broken furniture from the 18th century.)

Link: ROY! Stop faking!

Roy: *derisively* You noticed?

Link: Well, duh! *snaps fingers* 'cuz I'm Link, I know!

Roy: Oh whatever.

(The door slams shut)

Both: AAAAAAAGGH!!

(silence, both stand completely still, holding each other)

Roy: *scared* do you know what that was?

Link: The door's gone shut while we looked around.

Roy: What about doors? Why're you talking about microsoft here?

Link: *sighs* It's not doors, it's called windows. But never mind. Now, on with the ghost hunt! Flashlight off!

(Roy throws the flashlight out of the window)

Link: Hmmm….

Roy: *derisively* Now that was a smart move, don't you think?

Link: I meant: "Turn the flashlight off", not "Throw the flashlight off."

Roy: You've got to start speaking english, man. But what are we going to do now that we don't have any light?

Link: Let's go back and fetch it.

Roy: Smart move.

Link: Duh…

(They walk to the door in the dark, hitting several pieces of furniture on their way. Link tries the handle.)

Link: It's locked.

Roy: Try the door handle.

Link: *tosses away an umbrella* No wonder it felt so different. *tries the handle* It's locked.

Roy: For god's sakes, try the door handle!

Link: *tosses away a spoon* No wonder it felt so weird to be a handle. *tries the handle* It's locked.

Roy: Hmmm…. Are you sure?

Link: No, this is a gun. *tosses the gun away* There's no handle!

Roy: *disappointed* What should we do now to get the flashlight back?

Link: What if we go back in time to get it? Like rewind?

Roy: That's impossible.

Link: Oh, you're right.

Roy: *a bulb lights above his head* What if….

Link: yeah?

Roy: *takes the lamp, but it vanishes* Damn! Modern technology can never be trusted! Oh well, then I'll just tell you my idea: What if we call to the FBI and ask them to call to the CSI and ask them to call the Navy and ask them to call the Army and ask them to call Marth and ask him to bring the flashlight here?

Link: I like that idea.

Roy: Me too.

Link: There's just one but…

Roy: What's that?

Link: Then Marth would be with us and we couldn't be alone.

Roy: Would that bother you so much?

Link: Yeah. Only you and me, baby. *winks*

p RoY p RrRroOYyyRyp Roy: Do you have a weird feeling, Link?p

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Roy looked around in the dark lobby. There was lots of furnishing from the 18th century and early 19th century, but it seemed like they had been left behind in a hurry, they weren't even covered. Spider webs covered the beautiful lamps and mould was growing in the walls. Something had caused a horrible mess, like a hurricane had visited the house. "Do you have a weird feeling, Link?" He asked from his beloved, standing in front of the window.

"Yeah, like I wasn't supposed to be here." The Hylian touched the window glass, realising that it wasn't broken although the general had just thrown a flashlight through it.

"Me too." They both turned around in the darkness as they heard someone whisper right behind their ears:

…Ich… Ich werde …spass haben…

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Not much of a beginning, but oh well. It became crappier than I'd thought. I hope you still liked it and want to know what's going on… And yeah, if you're extremely confused, I don't blame at all. Thanks for reading!

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