(A/N: I'm sorry, after trying so hard to figure out who it should be, I
lost my inspirational momentum. My friends tell me a draw, and since
everything else adds up to a draw between link and a draw, I'll do that.)
With new incentive to win, and the prospect of completely embarrassing each other, Ganondorf and link played a cautious, calculated game of checkers.
Neither saw anything more than the board and the pieces. At the moment, nothing else existed to them.
Their every muscle was taut with apprehension. Taut as bowstrings, one might say. And like bowstrings, if strung too tight...
Someone came rather quickly through the break room door. This was the breaking point for link. Like a bowstring, he sprang out of his seat, sending the checkerboard clattering to the floor, and reached for his sword. He found himself grabbing air at his back. His sword was safely propped up against a distant wall.
"You really should control that overreactive habit of yours." The fierce deity said, calmly pouring himself some coffee.
"Huh?" link wondered, his hair still standing on end. "What are you doing in this cartridge?"
"Majora's mask gets boring, to tell you the truth. It may be more complicated, but overall, there's less to see. I'm not needed until the end, and that's only if she gets all the masks, which I know she will, just for tenacity's sake. For that reason, I decided to vacation shortly in this cartridge. Oh, and majora's mask link says hello."
Link ran a hand through his still wired hair, hoping it would calm down. It didn't.
Ganondorf, who had been shocked into silence, finally spoke.
"ERGH! LINK, YOU NIMROD! NOW WHAT DO WE DO!?"
Link and the fierce deity turned to see what his problem was.
"THE GAME, LINK! YOU KNOCKED IT OVER! NOW HOW DO WE TELL WHO WON!?"
"We could, uh, play again?"
Ganondorf's malcontent expression didn't even twitch.
"Flip a coin?" link meekly suggested.
Still no reaction.
The fierce deity looked analytically at the board on the floor.
"Well, I believe that it was an evenly matched game. From what I saw, before link panicked, neither of you was the victor, so it can be declared a draw."
Both link and Ganondorf looked at him.
"No, FD, (that's link's nickname for him) one of us has to win."
"Both of you are so bent on defeating the other in-game, why can't you compromise outside of it?"
"But, FD, you don't-"
The fierce deity turned on link, his blank eyes glowing angrily.
"The game was a draw." He said darkly. Both link and Ganondorf flinched at his creepy voice.
Then, as if nothing had happened, the fierce deity picked up his coffee and walked out.
Even Ganondorf's hair stood up a little bit now.
The two stared at each other, unsure of what to say.
"So... the game was a draw?" link managed.
"Yeah... but, how do we do that?" Ganondorf asked.
"I don't know. I guess we both have to."
"What? But then nobody wins."
"In a way, we both do, because the other one lost, but we always could lose twice because the other one wins the same way... aw, my head hurts just thinking about it. Let's just go."
"Who goes first?"
"Well, since I won the chess game yesterday, you should."
"Oh, alright." Ganondorf conceded. Link swept up the checkerboard and pieces, and accompanied Ganondorf out of the small break room.
"So, how're you going to get her to kiss you?" link asked.
"Shut up, I'm thinking." Ganondorf muttered.
Link did shut up, but only for a minute or two.
"Thought of anything yet?"
"No."
"Anything now?"
"Link, I'll send you flying through that wall if you don't quit."
"okay." Link agreed. Not that he'd actually do it.
With new incentive to win, and the prospect of completely embarrassing each other, Ganondorf and link played a cautious, calculated game of checkers.
Neither saw anything more than the board and the pieces. At the moment, nothing else existed to them.
Their every muscle was taut with apprehension. Taut as bowstrings, one might say. And like bowstrings, if strung too tight...
Someone came rather quickly through the break room door. This was the breaking point for link. Like a bowstring, he sprang out of his seat, sending the checkerboard clattering to the floor, and reached for his sword. He found himself grabbing air at his back. His sword was safely propped up against a distant wall.
"You really should control that overreactive habit of yours." The fierce deity said, calmly pouring himself some coffee.
"Huh?" link wondered, his hair still standing on end. "What are you doing in this cartridge?"
"Majora's mask gets boring, to tell you the truth. It may be more complicated, but overall, there's less to see. I'm not needed until the end, and that's only if she gets all the masks, which I know she will, just for tenacity's sake. For that reason, I decided to vacation shortly in this cartridge. Oh, and majora's mask link says hello."
Link ran a hand through his still wired hair, hoping it would calm down. It didn't.
Ganondorf, who had been shocked into silence, finally spoke.
"ERGH! LINK, YOU NIMROD! NOW WHAT DO WE DO!?"
Link and the fierce deity turned to see what his problem was.
"THE GAME, LINK! YOU KNOCKED IT OVER! NOW HOW DO WE TELL WHO WON!?"
"We could, uh, play again?"
Ganondorf's malcontent expression didn't even twitch.
"Flip a coin?" link meekly suggested.
Still no reaction.
The fierce deity looked analytically at the board on the floor.
"Well, I believe that it was an evenly matched game. From what I saw, before link panicked, neither of you was the victor, so it can be declared a draw."
Both link and Ganondorf looked at him.
"No, FD, (that's link's nickname for him) one of us has to win."
"Both of you are so bent on defeating the other in-game, why can't you compromise outside of it?"
"But, FD, you don't-"
The fierce deity turned on link, his blank eyes glowing angrily.
"The game was a draw." He said darkly. Both link and Ganondorf flinched at his creepy voice.
Then, as if nothing had happened, the fierce deity picked up his coffee and walked out.
Even Ganondorf's hair stood up a little bit now.
The two stared at each other, unsure of what to say.
"So... the game was a draw?" link managed.
"Yeah... but, how do we do that?" Ganondorf asked.
"I don't know. I guess we both have to."
"What? But then nobody wins."
"In a way, we both do, because the other one lost, but we always could lose twice because the other one wins the same way... aw, my head hurts just thinking about it. Let's just go."
"Who goes first?"
"Well, since I won the chess game yesterday, you should."
"Oh, alright." Ganondorf conceded. Link swept up the checkerboard and pieces, and accompanied Ganondorf out of the small break room.
"So, how're you going to get her to kiss you?" link asked.
"Shut up, I'm thinking." Ganondorf muttered.
Link did shut up, but only for a minute or two.
"Thought of anything yet?"
"No."
"Anything now?"
"Link, I'll send you flying through that wall if you don't quit."
"okay." Link agreed. Not that he'd actually do it.