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It was while they were aimless that they were granted aim.
"HEEEEEYYYYYYY!"
The deliberate, frantic padding of footsteps on paved road alerted them to the lanky, short-trousered man wheezing for breath as he tried to catch up. The wind nearly blew his red cap off, but he reached up with one spindly arm and held it secure.
"Wait…up…" he gasped.
They slowed to a halt, both wearing similarly bewildered expressions.
"I have…" he grasped his knees and bent over, ravenously gulping in air. "Your mail. Here."
Midna arched an eyebrow, but slowly accepted the white envelope.
He straightened, saluted them and smiled, exposing his crooked teeth.
"Well, my business here is concluded. Onward to mail!"
And he jogged away, huffing and puffing all the while.
Link stared at the lavish seal emblazoned on the front.
"Um," he tilted his head. "So who's it from?"
Midna shrugged and ripped it open.
She tugged the sheaf of parchment from its confines, and her eyes roved the page.
They widened, and she groaned.
"Shit."
"What is it?" he asked, attempting to peer over her shoulder.
She impatiently shoved the paper in his chest.
He gawked at the neat handwriting adorning the front of it.
Midna threw her hands up in the air.
"What do you even say to people who try to pit you against each other in a cave?" she wondered loudly.
Link nodded, still a little incredulous.
"So, should we…go?"
Midna scoffed.
"Your call. Not like it was me they were after."
"Well," Link said. "What's the worst they can do? Try to kill us?"
And Midna clutched her stomach as she laughed.
The very idea of it!
Author's Note: Whipped up a quickie for you guys! Sorry, I just had to have a cameo of the good ol' postman. Even in this bleak world, you can always count on him to stay jolly.