Link has come back to talk! And I'm like so depressed.
Link: Hey Koji
Koji: Hi
Link:......
Koji: my thoughts exactly
Link gets up
Link: I'm gonna go finish the story.....
Koji: No, please don't leave me. I have nobody. I'm scared and all alone. I don't want to be by myself anymore.
Link holds Koji in his strong arms
Link: You don't have to be afraid anymore, I'll stay for a bit
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Ha-ha...I wish there was someone for me.
I'm totally mental....^_^
DISCLAIMER: I don't own Link, he owns me -_-*
(I'm greatly sorry to anger you with my girlish fantasies, ill stop here)
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The road across Hylean Field and into the castle was long but peaceful. Nobody talked much on the journey. They couldn't over the roar of the cart and rattle of milk cans. But still Saria cried out when she caught sight of the castle's great walls, many turrets and billowing flags. "It's amazing!" she said as they stopped outside the drawbridge. "Hoi! Who goes there? Ah yes, Talon!" called a guard "I'll lower the bridge for you, mind your heads now!" He added. The heavy wooden gate slammed into place over the moat. Link lead Epona across the bridge followed by Talon.
Link was greeted ceremoniously by the townspeople in the streets. "Welcome back!" they called. Maidens threw flowers down from their windows as he passed. "Geez, you'd think I'd been gone for years!" he mumbled. "These people can't stand three days away from me!" As Epona picked her way through the crowded street, Link noticed remnants of Princess Zelda's birthday celebration. A pang of guilt hit him but he covered it with spite. "She said herself that she didn't want to see me," He thought, turning his gaze up at the castle. Talons gruff voice interrupted his contemplation. "Yeh comin' up to the castle Link?" "Wha? Oh, no. Saria and I are going to hang out here for a while." "Alrigh" Talon replied. "Well, me and Malon got to deliver this milk up to the castle." Link agreed and dismounted Epona and went to help Saria get down from the cart. He held out his hand for her but she refused, saying she was 'taller, but not incompetent'. He put his hands up. "Ok, whatever you say madam!" He laughed. She glided down lightly and waved goodbye to Malon. Malon smiled faintly, more of a sneer.
"I really don't think she likes me," Saria told Link. "She just doesn't like you because you're beautiful!" She laughed at his remark and asked, "Ok, where can I get some clothes?" "Well, first we need to get some rupees." Link explained and pointed down a dark alley. They walked towards the forbidding corridor. Saria noticed women casting dark looks at her. "I don't think being pretty is such a good thing anymore," she whispered. "What do you mean?" He asked. "Well, if looks could kill, I'd be dead." She replied dolefully. He told her to ignore them. Suddenly feeling heartened by him, Saria hugged his arm as they stepped into the shadows.
Moss clung to the walls. No sunlight dared enter this alley so puddles of stagnant dishwater lay in the street. "Ah, here it is!" Link said. He opened a rusty door to a room filled with a strange fog. There were odd jars along the walls, filled with things Saria would rather not think about. A strange character sat on a table under the cage, every once and a while, smacking the bars with a stick to discourage the Poes from sticking their arms out and laughing to himself. "Hmm...Yes, what do you have for Tweak today young man?" The thing said, his voice was like pond water. "Perhaps you have come to sell me this fine maiden? Ahahahaha..." Link stepped in front of Saria to shield her from view of this creep. He pulled out the jar of Poe. "I have come to sell you this," He said, thrusting the jar into its face. "Hmm...I see...A big Poe, and it seems a bit irate!" it exclaimed. "I'll give you...60 rupees for it," "No way!" Link exclaimed and drew the jar away. "I wouldn't drink it for less than that!" Tweak lifted his hooded head, where a single blood-red eye shone bright. "I see you know your Poes. Fine, 200 rupees, that's final!" They exchanged the jar and money. Saria pulled on the back of Links tunic. "Come on, lets go!" she hissed. Tweak cackled and called some things out to Saria in a language she didn't understand as they left.
They left the creepy shop, a gust of stale wind funneled through the narrow alley, making Saria's hair blow about her face. Stepping back into the sunlight, Saria felt the darkness melting off of her. "Unfortunately, that's the only way to make money unless you have a shop. Well, I guess you could always sell to Otaku, but Tweak pays much more for Poes." He explained. "Now, let's go to Georgia's and buy you some clothes." Next to the Bazaar, there was a very elaborately decorated shop. "Hmm...This seems like the place you would spend a lot of time in," Saria teased pointing to the frilly pink ball gowns in the window. Link crossed his arms stood up tall, and grunted, "Well, I'll let you to your womanly errands, I need to go do manly things, yeah." Saria looked at him skeptically. "Are you gonna help me or not?" "Well, if you feel you need me to pick out your clothes..." Link began. "I don't know how to count money and I'm sure you don't have anything better to do!" She said, smiling. Saria grabbed his hand and pulled a reluctant link through the door.
Madame Georgia hustled over to them. "Oh, Link! Are you finally going to get rid of that dreadful tunic?" She asked. Link looked down at his clothes. "I think they're fine. I'm just here with my friend." He said, placing his hands on Saria's shoulders. The woman seemed taken aback by Saria "...Oh, well then let's find you something as pretty as your face!" Georgia steered her over to a mirror, picking up a few dresses on the way. "Oh, I need something a little more...versatile." Saria told Madame when she held a puffy, ribbon strewn, ball gown up to her. "Oh, of course dear, you must be a traveler! You know, I always wanted to travel. Never been out of these castle walls, isn't that silly?" Georgia rambled as she bustled around. "Not that silly...." Saria thought. Madame Georgia returned with riding boots, a cute green and gold blouse, and a short green skirt. "Hide your eyes boy!" Georgia barked at Link. She helped Saria out of the thin blue dress she had borrowed from Malon (and clashed with her hair!). Saria slid the beautifully crafted shirt onto her slender frame and stepped into the skirt. "Ok, all clear!" Saria called to Link. "Very nice," he complimented. Georgia buckled a belt around Saria, accenting her waist. "Dear, I love your hair but I'm afraid it will get in your way while you're riding. Here, try this." She slid a green headband into Saria's hair, exactly like her old one. Sliding the boots on, Saria pointed out that she and Link matched. Link laughed and walked to the counter to pay for the clothes. "Hmm...110 rupees," Madame Georgia totaled. Link opened his wallet and extracted two blue and one yellow rupee (A/N: Forgive me if that doesn't add up to 110, I don't know which color equals 100!) They said goodbye to Madame Georgia and left the shop. Malon was waiting for them outside.
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What message will Malon have? *gasp*
MILD SUSPENCE!!!
No, I just ended it because I don't have anymore written down....^ _ ^
k, bye for now!
