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Summary: Wild tries to teach the other how to shield surf. 'Tries' being the keyword. (Request for RoseyMirror.)
It was supposed to be a fun, but peaceful, day of shield surfing for Wild, but everything went downhill faster than him when screwing up shield surfing when he let some of the others come along.
The following Links decided to tag along: Twilight, Warriors, Past, and Wind. Wild led them up the Hebra Mountain Trail, which led to Selmie's cabin. Wild opened the door and immediately went to ask Selmie if it was okay to use the hill. With her permission, he went back outside and began to try—'try' being the keyword—to teach the others how to shield surf. The problem with his attempted lesson was two things: one, he never taught anyone before, or at least he can't remember how to properly teach someone and that was why this lesson was going horribly, and two, Twilight and Warriors just wouldn't stop fighting. The whole time it was 'I bet you can't do this' and 'I'm better than you at this' and so on and so forth. And it was like that on the way up the Mountain Trail too.
Wild sighed as another debate sparked and put his face into his hands. He wished he asked First to come; he could make Twilight and Warriors shut up. Of course, that meant he would have to actually find First. He sighed again, now wishing he could somehow detect First with the Sheikah Sensor +, but you couldn't detect people with it. Well, maybe you could but he just hadn't figured out how. By the time Wild returned his focus to the arguing, Twilight and Warriors were already challenging each other.
"I bet I can get to the bottom of the slope faster than you," Warriors challenged.
"Yeah, right." Twilight pointed at Warriors. "You don't even know how to shield surf."
"So what," Warriors said with a dismissive wave of his hand. "If you of all people can learn it the moment you have to challenge some Yeti, then I can learn it challenging you."
"'Me of all people'? What is that supposed to mean?"
"It means that beating you is going to be easy."
Their bickering continued, and Past was trying to get his two cents, uh, rupees, in—possibly in an attempt to get them to shut up and let Wild talk. Twilight and Warriors were too busy in their own world, leaving the others to just watching. By the time Wild opened his mouth to intervene, Twilight and Warriors were already preparing to head down the mountain. They jumped onto the knights' shields Wild gave them and started shield surfing. Wild sighed and put a hand on his face.
"Do you want us to get them or…?" Wind trailed off.
Wild shook his head. They'd quickly realize their mistake. The terrain was dangerous; monsters, wild animals, and the weather itself went against you half the time. He shuddered, remembering that one time he panicked when he saw a grizzlemaw bear while shield surfing.
Past had a hand to his chin as he thought about how to get Twilight and Warriors back. He then snapped his fingers and exclaimed, "I got it!"
Wild and Wind looked his direction as he ran to the closest tree stump, which actually wasn't that close.
Past stood on top of the stump and pulled out the Rod of Seasons.
"Cool," Wind marveled before asking, "What does it do?"
"It changes the season, Wind," Past explained. "If I make it Summer, the snow will melt, and then Twilight and Warriors will have to come back. What season is it?"
"Spring."
Wild facepalmed and shook his head; this wouldn't work.
Past took a breath before swinging the rod, small balls of lights appearing around it before disappearing. The group stayed there for a moment before Wind spoke up.
"Is it going to work any time soon or…"
"Hmm." Past examined the rod; nothing was chipped, and none of the gems were missing. He'll try again. The same process of swinging the rod happened, just without the tiny balls of light, and the same result followed. Past growled, "What's wrong with this thing?"
"Try another season," Wind suggested.
Past nodded. "I'll make it Spring."
Wild groaned. Spring was the season they started with! He watched Past idiotically swing that rod of his in an attempt to once again change the season. Not realizing that it snowed year-round in Hebra, regardless of season.
"Hmm. Nothing's working."
"Maybe it's 'cause we're not in your Hyrule."
"I guess," Past mumbled, examining the rod again. "Hey, Wild, what do you think?" Past asked as he looked up from the rod, only to see Wild walking away. "Huh? Wild, wait up!" He and Wind started running to catch up to Wild.
Wild unhooked his Sheikah Slate and started tapping it. He then pointed the screen towards the ground and Past and Wind stopped dead in their tracks as they look at the large, glowing blue rings on the ground. Wild was about to activate the rune but heard two, unfortunately, familiar voices. Wild rehooked his Sheikah Slate and went to the edge of the slope. He saw Twilight and Warriors arguing.
"I told you I'd win," Twilight said.
"You cheated!" Warriors exclaimed.
"Yeah, right."
"You used your sword! How is that not cheating?!"
"Because it's allowed."
"No, it's not."
"Fine, fine. Let's say it's not. Here's another reason why you lost, you don't know how to shield surf."
"And you do? You used…a leaf," Warriors said as he and Warriors finally made it back to the top of the slope.
"So? I'm still better than you. Hey, Wild."
Wild didn't say anything to him and went back to teaching Past and Wind. He finished after a few minutes and gave them knight's shields before getting his own. He then went up to Twilight and Warriors and with a confident smirk said, "Let's race."
"Pssh, this is gonna be easy," Twilight said.
"Let me guess, you're going to use your sword again," Warriors grumbled.
"Maybe, maybe not." Twilight shrugged. "Doesn't matter. Let's go, Wild."
"I want to race too," Wind said.
"All of us should race," Past suggested.
Twilight sighed, "Fine, I guess." He wanted to go against Wild by himself but he guessed everyone going against each other was fine too.
"Oh, you're racing?"
Everyone turned around to see Selmie coming towards them.
"If I had known, I would've set up the course."
"You have a course?" Twilight asked.
"Of course. What's the point of living near a slope if you don't have a course to challenge yourself."
"…Can you set up the course for us?"
"Sure, just give me a few moments."
They waited for a little before Selmie leaned against the large flagpole.
"Your goal is simple, reach the bridge first and I'll give you a prize. Understand?"
They all nodded.
"All right. On your mark, get set—hey, wait!"
Wind heard her sudden stop in the countdown too late. His foot missed the shield and he started rolling downhill. Okay, you know those scenes in the older cartoons where when a character starts rolling down a snowy hill they 'become' a snowball? That's happening to Wind right now.
"Wind!" exclaimed the others in sync.
Twilight, Warriors, and Past started shield surfing after the young boy. Wild unhooked his Sheikah Slate and summoned his Master Cycle Zero. He hopped on, revved the throttle and went after Wind; his Divine Beast was faster than any shield surfer.
Warriors saw him on the Master Cycle Zero and in astonishment said, "Yo, he has a motorcycle?!"
"Uh, yeah, he always had that," Twilight said from beside him.
"Since when?"
"Since…forever…?"
Wild unhooked his Sheikah Slate again and picked a different rune. He leaned forward to try to activate Stasis, but the snowball was just out of his reach. He opened his map and quickly figured out where Wind/the snowball were going. There was an area of flat land, which should've been enough to slow Wind down. However, judging from the amount of the speed the snowball was picking up, Wind would go past that. And after that area, there was a freezing lake. Fortunately, there was enough considerably flatter land for the snowball to slow down. So he guessed that was the plan now, wait 'til they were near the river and then use Stasis.
"What's he doing?" Twilight asked. "He's just following him."
"Maybe that's what he's doing," Warriors said.
Twilight glared at him, and would've said, or done, something to him but was too focused on saving Wind.
The river was starting to come close so Wild sped up on his bike. He abruptly stopped, turning the bike so it'd stop on the dock. He hopped off and ran to where the snowball was heading. He got his strongest weapon and unhooked his Sheikah Slate once again. He aimed the slate at the snowball and activated Stasis. Yellow chains locked the snowball in place and it was glazed over in yellow. In frighteningly swift motions, Wild swung his savage Lynel crusher and the snowball was now glazed over with red. He started hearing the last few pings that told him the Stasis was wearing off and took a few steps back. Not that it'd hit him, no, he made sure it wouldn't, but the amount of kinetic energy stored in the snowball from his impacts would be insane. Unfortunately, by the time the pings started getting quicker, Twilight and the others arrived near the dock. Wild opened his mouth to warn them but it was too late; the final ping sounded and went straight for Twilight.
"Ugh!" Twilight grunted as he was sent flying into a pile of snow. On the bright, though, the snowball was now half its original size.
"Twilight!" Past exclaimed, and ran over to see if he was okay.
Warriors saw Wild walking around the snowball, as if trying to find a way to get rid of the rest of the snow. He then got an idea and boldly proclaimed, "Hang on, I got this!" In a dramatic—extra, really—but swift, motion, he retrieved his Fire Rod. He swung it, the fire it created now melting the snowball at an alarmingly fast rate. "There we go. Simple as tha—ack!" The reason for Warriors suddenly cutting himself off was because Twilight put in in a chokehold.
"What is wrong with you?" Twilight asked through gritted teeth.
"N-nothing!" Warriors coughed. "Let…let go!"
Regardless of the question of how Twilight recovered so quickly, his chokehold was very effective. Past tried to intervene in a vain attempt to prevent Twilight from killing Warriors. Meanwhile, Wild decided to check on Wind, who he saw wiping snow off of his arms and legs. Remarkably enough, Wind was completely unscathed by the fire produced by the Fire Rod. Wild squatted to be eye level with Wind.
He was about to ask Wind if he was okay but was cut off by Wind saying, "That was fun! Can I do it again?"
Wild raised a brow before sighing and leaving to deal with Twilight and Warriors. He was going to intervene but saw that Past had it pretty much under control. And by under control, I mean Past was trying to separate Twilight and Warriors but he was too short to actually stop Twilight from doing the chokehold so he was just making the chokehold worse for Warriors.
Wind ran up to the group. "Hey, guys, can we do that again?"
"What?" Twilight asked, finally releasing Warriors. "Are you insane? We thought Warriors killed you after he used his Fire Rod to melt the snowball."
Warriors coughed, "He's not hurt. See? I know what I'm doing."
"Yeah, right. Regardless, if it wasn't for Wild, you probably wouldn't have stopped rolling."
"Hey, where is Wild anyway?" Past asked.
"Yeah, where is he?" Warriors asked as he looked around.
"Maybe he went back to the Selmie's cabin," Twilight suggested.
"Already? He couldn't have, we would've seen him leaving."
"Uh, then what do we do now?" Past asked.
"I guess we start going back," Twilight said.
Wild sighed as he went into Selmie's cabin. Why him? It was supposed to be a fun, peaceful, day of shield surfing for Wild, but it was just chaos. Which he has come to expect after living with the other heroes for the past two years. Sure, Twilight and Warriors nearly killed each other, but what did he expect, a blessing from the Golden Goddesses?
He enjoyed the warmth of the fire for a while before heading back outside. Where were the others? They should've been back by now. They weren't looking for him, were they? If they were, they wouldn't find him by the dock because he used fast travel. He waited for a few moments before hearing the others. As he watched the others come back up, faces red from the cold and from laughing, he picked up his own shield again and asked, "Who wants to go up against the champion of shield surfing?"
If you read the last author's note, then you know what I mean when I say I also hate how long this chapter took. But I am getting faster, so there's that. Also, I have no clue how what happened happened when I was writing. I was thinking chaos and then it turned into…a rescue mission…? I…I don't know.
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I hope you enjoyed this chapter of Too Many Links. And here's the part where I semi-promote myself. Feel free to leave a review, ask a question, or something. I don't know. You do you. Also, requests are open! Until next time. Bye~
