Triforce Shards
A collection of one-shots covering all things Zelda.
A.N. Crack. Pure unadulterated crack. I am irrationally convinced that OoT Link is not a cat-person. I have no basis for this conviction, he just isn't. This cat also features in Vagabond, and is based on the most evil cat in the world: Stumpy the Bailey House cat.
10. Phobia.
At the age of fifteen, Link liked to believe that he had the ability to face any evil and overcome it with little damage to his person or those that he felt honour bound to protect. After all, having faced the epitome of all that is evil at the tender age of ten/seventeen inspires one with the sort of confidence that enables a person to say 'hey, no biggy,' when faced with a giant fire breathing dragon or power hungry ogre. Compared to Ganondorf, these would-be fiends paled into the something of a mediocre chore which the slightly restless Hero of Time would swiftly dispatch before lunchtime and an afternoon round of 'torment the castle guards' with Zelda looking on in pseudo disapproval.
Yes, Link liked to think of himself as pretty unshakable in the face of danger, but even with the enormous ego that accompanied success he continued to be alert to any new threat that endangered his- no- Hyrule's princess, the Sacred Realm and Hyrule itself.
This afternoon saw Link in Hyrule Castle, much like any typical afternoon really, only this time he was unable to shake the feeling that he was being watched. He swiftly discarded his half eaten apple and sharpened his perceptions. Five years of swordsmanship and adventuring had taught him to always, always be prepared for the worst, even if the worst should prove to be…
A particularly ugly orange cat.
Link knew full well that there was no such thing as an 'orange' cat, Zelda had made that quite clear when explaining to him how to refer to animal colourings- woe betide anyone who referred to a grey horse as white in the princess' presence, as she had quite forcefully explicated that there was no such thing- but there was no way that this cat qualified as ginger. It was, well, orange. It was also squat with a revolting saggy belly, not fat, just sagging bits of skin by the look of things, and it had the most peculiar expression on its rather unsightly face that closely resembled what Link would call a sneer. Its yellow eyes seemed to squinting at him in an unimpressed manner while its fur slowly began to bristle as a strange growling noise came from its throat. There was one thought in Link's mind as he warily regarded this creature:
Dear gods, that thing's uglier than Ganon.
And then, out of the hyperactive recesses of Link's psyche, there sprang a name.
Ganoncat.