Until the Very End
Note: All characters are property of Nintendo. Most situations are property of FIREmblemFAN.
Author's Note: Yippee! Get ready for snow!
The snow tumbled from the sky like marshmallow falling from their packaging. Layer after layer fell silently upon the ground, covering the tracks of Prince Marth and Young Link.
"Humph! It's hard to walk in this stuff, Marth!" whined Young Link as he grasped his friend's hand. Marth was now dragging the boy across the frigid forest that was becoming unbearable to walk through in the snow.
"Perhaps we should go back," murmured Marth.
"No! It never snows on campus. Not this hard anyway."
"I'm guessing the safety system also took care of bad weather so that we wouldn't get snowed in."
Young Link nodded before falling over, face first. Marth, who was holding the child's hand, was yanked to the ground as well.
"What happened?"
"Just tripped, that's all." said Young Link eyes cast to the ground. His cheeks were far too rosy, his face ghostly pale.
"You don't look so good," began Marth. "Don't tell me half an hour in the snow has gotten to you."
"No, no. I'm fine, really." responded Young Link while whipping his nose. He sneezed, then looked up and smiled at Marth. "Are you cold?"
"I'm fine for now. Let's go back and make some hot chocolate."
"That would be great, except we don't have any running water or electricity."
"Hmmm,"
The two leaned against a tree for a few moments, trying to think of a good substitute for hot chocolate. Finally Marth turned to Young Link and said,
"Why don't we get out of the cold and solve the problem at home. Maybe we can boil some water in the fire place."
Young Link sneezed and agreed with his pal. "Okay. But, um, Marth? Could you carry me back? The snows to deep for me to walk in."
Marth glanced around. The snow was starting to limit his range of vision as it began falling harder and faster. The deep tracks he had made in the ground earlier were all ready completely covered by fresh, powdery snow.
"Alright. But don't make this a habit." Marth kneeled over in the deep snow and let Young Link hurriedly climb onto his back.
The wind howled in the ears of all who were not indoors. It whipped its icy tail especially hard at the bare faces of Marth and Young Link, who could barely walk in the deepness of the snow.
"Marth!" cried Young Link. "Can you even see where we are going? The snow is blowing right at us!"
"I can see well enough to get us home!" shouted Marth whose voice was competing with the wind's.
After what seemed like hours, Marth finally got himself and Young Link home safely. The two burst into the dorm, slamming and locking the door behind them.
"Its so cold in here, Marth." Quivered Young Link as he hesitated to remove his snow gear. They both looked around the room, checking to see if Link or Roy had come back. Marth heard a rustling in the kitchen and saw Roy.
"Hey guys!" greeted the happy redhead. "What have you been up to?"
"Marth took me out to play in the snow! But it got so deep and we almost got lost!" exclaimed Young Link in his adorable childish voice.
"Where's Link?" asked Marth who was a bit concerned about his friend's whereabouts.
"Don't know. I saw him while you two where out, but he wasn't headed back here."
"Don't worry, Marth!" encouraged Young Link. "I bet he found somewhere warm and safe to stay until this storm passes."
"Speaking of warm and safe," began Roy, "It's freezing in here. I would've made a fire in the fireplace but we don't have anything to burn."
Marth sat down on the couch and rubbed his face. "You're the oldest, you need to take care of everyone." Said Marth to himself. "We should all probably sleep in the den tonight. Its a lot warmer in here than in any of our rooms."
"I'll start getting the sleeping bags." Volunteered Young Link.
When the child had left the room, Roy sat down next to Marth and kept the silence. Finally Math said, "Do you think something happened with Link today? He's always responsible enough to come home especially in dangerous situations like this."
"Would you really call a little snow dangerous?"
It's not just "a little snow", Roy. Haven't you been outside recently?"
Roy got up and opened the front door. The force of the wind blew the door back at the teen as he looked out at the immense amount o snow that had pilled up on the front stoop. He closed the door and looked back over at Marth with a worried look on his face. "Do you think we're going to get snowed in?"
"What does it matter? We're stuck on campus, with almost no supplies or communications."
"That's positive."
Marth sighed and rested his head on the couch.