Disclaimer: I Own Zelda! Ha! gets ass sued by Nintendo Fine, fine, I don't.
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Somewhere between conscienceness and the dark abyss of unawareness, Sheik felt something.
"...What is..."
A nudge. Somewhere, on his body.
"...No, po..."
there it was again. A familiar nudging. Mosquitoes?
"...No, poke it harder!"
The nudging became more apparent this time. Sheik was aware that upon reflex he winced, but knew nothing else.
"Dude! It moved!"
Sheik groaned, trying feebly to roll over. He felt grass underneath him tickle at his body. He rolled over onto his back, and was greeted with a blinding ray of light.
"Gahck..." Sheik moaned, swatting feebly at the light as if trying to blow it out as if it were a candle.
"...I think we should, like, get it to Ma, like, she'd know what to do."
It?
The last thing he was aware of was something rolling him over onto his back, before the scarily comforting embrace of darkness swallowed him again.
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Sheik awoke again, this time without the poking. He noticed almost immediatly that he was not on the ground, but in an odd position. His eyes widened, as he surveyed what was happening.
Two boys, no older then ten or so, were carrying him. One had his arms undeeneath Sheik's shoulders, holding him up, while the other had his arms around his knees, also to support him.
"Whaaa..."
"Oh, dude, he lives!"
"...Where?..."
"Castle Market, dude. Like, what happened?"
Sheik had a sudden thought - what HAD happened? He dwelled upon the question, until it ached his head, cauising him to involuntarily groan.
"Ah, like, nevermind, dude. We're here."
'Here' turned out to be a small wooden house, from what Sheik could gather with his blurry eyesight.
"Paadro, Meil? What were you doing ou -- AH!"
Sheik suddenly became more awake, as the sound of shattering glass and porcelain filled his ears.
"WHAT IN THE NAME OF DIN IS THAT?"
"Dude, like, it's a guy, mom!" said one voice.
"Cha, we, like, found him on Hyrule Field. And, like, I'm no healer, but, like, he looks like he needs help."
Sheik felt himself being laid onto a hard surface, presumably the floor.
"No, don't put him there! Put him on the bed."
Once again he was lifted, and the surface he was placed upon this time around was much more comfortable. That is, until the fibres in the soft material irritated a wound on his back.
Then it hit him.
"Link! And Zelda! I-I must--"
He tried to climb out of the bed, but soon found that putting even an ounce of pressure on his body resulted in rather painful results.
"Zelda? The Princess?"
There was a few short moments silence. The womans voice soon filled Sheik's ears again.
"Well, whatever connection you have with her Majesty, I'm sure it can wait. You're in no shape to go gallevanting after anyone right now."
"But I must --"
"LIE DOWN!"
Sheik now knew how dogs felt. He arched himself into the corner, irritating the wound on his back once again.
"I shall have none of that. Lie down, sleep."
And Sheik surprisingly found himself obeying her, his body slowly sagging into the soft material of his new bed, as he felt hands slowly guide the back of his head into the pillow, and knew nothing else.
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Yeah, short chappie, I know...i'll hopefully get a new one up quite soon.