Hey everyone! I hope ya'll are ready for this extra-special one-shot I made for ya'll! I made sure to have an extra amount of fun writing this, so you all had better enjoy it! ;P
And be sure to read the WHOLE thing... there's an awesome surprise in there for ya! ;)
Side Quest-ions
The sun shone elegantly across the white stones of the beautiful, revitalized castle, and doves flew overhead through crisp, beautiful blue skies, with fluffy white clouds scattered across the heavens. Through the winds they sang their song of triumph and freedom, and the melodious chirps of their tunes reached below to the six solitary figures who stood atop the highest of the towers of Hyrule Castle.
In a small group stood four boys, each with swords of their own and a different-colored, though otherwise identical, tunic and pointed hat. Next to them, a gloriously-garbed girl, a princess, with a dainty figure and deep, blue eyes, who looked upon the four with adoration and appreciation. And in the center of them all, a great, wonderful golden fox, with three bountiful tails, who shone from every angle and whose light shone across the entire kingdom. Smiling down upon her children, the Keaton spoke to the victorious heroes of the land.
"… My children… it is time… for you to return to your life. You have made such sacrifices… and now, I wish for you to be freed of your burden… The Four Sword must be protected. The God of Darkness has once more been sealed in its blade… and the safest place it can reside…"
"... Is in its pedestal," the young boy in green finished with a quiet, sad smile, looking to the others who stood around him.
The boy clothed in red was the one to speak next, as he whined, walking up next to the others, "You... you mean... We... we've got to return the Four Sword again... don't we?"
The other two boys, in blue and violet, looked at one another and smiled. At last, it was the one with a purple hue who spoke to the other, comforting him with his words. "It makes sense," he started, nodding, though trying to his his own sadness. "Ganon's power is not-"
"Oh, um! Hey! Excuse me!"
The peaceful and yet glorious scene, of triumph over adversity and of the wonders of their Goddess, was suddenly and bluntly interrupted in all senses possible, as a sudden and unexpected voice came from the side, where there had been nothing there before. Instantly, all attention turned toward the side, to the one who had spoken.
Pushing up the rims of her glasses and smiling past her freckles, the girl who stood there most certainly had not been there before. How had she gotten there...? No matter. Her brown hair was bound in a tight, high ponytail, and in one hand she carried under her arm a clipboard, a pen in the other. Her garb was much different than the elegant and knightly clothes of the others- a pair of beat-up tennis shoes, a mere t-shirt and a pair of rugged bluejeans served as her style, and aside from her metal-frame, rectangular glasses and a watch around her wrist, she wore a wide grin and approached the four.
"Hey there!" the girl spoke cheerfully up to the holy fox, waving with the pen still in her hand. "Hope you don't mind me interrupting," she said with a soft laugh, winking over at the four heroes, "I'm just gonna borrow these guys for a moment. That alright?"
The four heroes were speechless. Their eyes were wide and unblinking, unbelieving, at this newcomer. How... how had she gotten up to the castle, with them and the Keaton and the Princess? Was she a friend or foe? How did she know them? And... why was she dressed so... weird?
And yet, the strangest thing of all, was that both the Princess and the wonderful Keaton herself smiled and nodded at the newcomer.
"Of course... they are yours."
"Great!" the girl piped up, snapping her fingers cheerfully and turning towards the bunch. They continued to stare back at her, still unsure of what was going on, what was... interrupting... their adventure. And yet, the strange girl herself seemed to be taking it all in stride, as she whipped out her clipboard, clicked her pen, and scrawled furiously in an almost illegible cursive over the board.
"We'll just be right back," she said with a wink and nod back to the Keaton- and, once more turned back to the four heroes. The writer added a period to the sentence she'd written on her board with a simple dot- and in the instant that followed, with hardly any warning or glamour at all- the five who stood atop the tower were no longer there.
Instead, as the heroes looked around with shock and confusion, they now stood in a small clearing of a forest, no doubt the outskirts of the Moaning Woods right next to Castle Town. It was a nice day outside, and in the center of the clearing, where a strange-looking, tail chair stood, sat the strange girl from before. Once more she pushed up the bridge of her glasses, and quickly resumed writing, looking back up at the four through a few dangling bangs of hair and smiling.
"Alrighty! Well, let's get started then, yeah?"
"Hold it! Hold everything!" Vio suddenly shouted, shaking his head and rubbing his temples with his fingers. Taking a step forward, he looked angrily at the girl and crossed his arms. "Just who the heck are you? What do you think you're doing, taking us away from Zelda and the Keaton?" he snapped. There were just too many questions for him- the others may go on staring with their fly-traps open, but not him.
"Ah... right, I guess I should tell you, shouldn't I?" the girl asked with a grin. "I knew you'd be the first to ask."
The four heroes looked a bit uneasily at each other, then back to the girl, who stood up and took a deep, dramatic bow in front of them. It was then that the others noticed something strange dangling from one of her ears, a white cord, which ended on a small, black box which hung at her hip.
Raising up from her bow, the girl grinned and tipped her glasses at them. "Name's Tigger," she said with a laugh, "And I shall be your writer for this evening!"
"Oh! Nice to meet you, Tigger!" Red chirped with a bright grin, instantly trusting the girl- for why, he didn't know- and took a step forward, outstretching his arm for a handshake.
However, before the girl could even accept it- smiling, as if she knew what were about to happen- Blue stepped forward, angrily shoving Red aside and getting almost up in Tigger's face. "Excuse me? 'Writer'? What the heck is THAT supposed to mean?" he snorted angrily.
And yet, Tigger grinned, sitting back down in her director's chair. What a director's chair is, none of the bunch knew, but that was what was written on her clipboard, and so that's what it was. Putting her board and pen in her lap, she merely shrugged and said, "It's like I said. I'm your author. So, we're just gonna take a quick break, while I ask you all some questions." She waved a hand idly, shaking her head and grinning. "You know, for the readers, and all. Apparently, all readers like to have Q-and-A sessions, interviews and Ask-The-Characters and stuff like that."
The one who hadn't spoken yet, the leader of the bunch, finally found it time for him to speak up. Already, he could read each of his friends'- Blue was infuriated and impatient, Vio irritated and confused- Red, the brightest of the bunch, was happy to accept what he saw and had no trouble with going along with it. But what was he to do?
And yet, before he could even speak, Tigger sighed and shook her head, smiling as she spoke quickly, "Yes, Green, you're about to say- "Everyone, let's just give this Tigger a chance, alright? We don't have much to lose, after all.""
Green's mouth stayed open for a while, though no sound came out, as he stared at the girl in disbelief. Slowly, however, he closed his mouth, and slowly nodded his head, looking around at the others and shrugging as if to say- Well, she IS right.
Reaching down to the black box on her hip, Tigger pressed a small button on it, smiled, and returned to her clipboard. "Alright then! First question first!" she started- and yet, something unexpected happened, as Red raced forward and stood next to her chair.
"Oh hey, what's this?" Red asked with an eager grin, picking up the other end of the white cord, the other which was in Tigger's ear.
"It's, uh, music," Tigger stuttered for a second, tilting her head in slight confusion, though the ends of her lips smiling. She shrugged and said with a grin, "I like to listen to music wherever I go. It's like I have a soundtrack to my life, y'know!"
"Oh..." Without another word, catching her off-guard, Red grinned and stuck the other end of the cord in his own ear. Everyone was silent for a few seconds as Red listened to the song... then, taking it out of his ear, he tilted his own head in confusion and asked Tigger,
"The soundtrack to your life is the theme song to Animaniacs?"
"G-Give me that!" Tigger stammered hastily, taking away the other end of the wire and grinning in embarrassment. Scribbling quickly on her clipboard, she made it as if no one remembered that, including you, the reader.
"Now! Where were we?" Nodding, Tigger quickly moved on, looking over her glasses- which she quickly and instinctively pushed up once more- at her clipboard. With a nod and another click of her pen, she grinned and looked up. "Awesome! Question number one. Ya'll ready?"
The four heroes- Green, Red, Blue, and Vio- looked over at each other once more, still slightly lost. And yet, the four shrugged at each other. Well... what else did they have to lose, really? They'd won, hadn't they? Best just entertain this crazy lady and make her happy until it was time to go back.
Taking their silence as an answer, Tigger nodded and pointed her pen over at Vio. "Alright then, you're first!" she said cheerfully, holding up her clipboard at a low angle and glancing over it. "This question comes from one of the readers themselves, Fanaticofmanythings! They say: "HOLY CRAP YOU'RE NOT AS SMUG ANYMORE. You should still be a Snivy in Pokemon Black and White, though. Anyway, sword or magic?" With a grin, she looked up from her clipboard, awaiting a response.
Crickets chirped as the four looked at Vio, who was almost just as stumped as the others. However, seeing their expecting looks, the Link humphed and crossed his arms stubbornly. "First of all," he pointed out sharply, "I am not, nor have I ever been 'smug' as this person claims. Yes, I admit, at some points I was a bit over-confident in my own abilities and lacked the insight to appreciate others for their talents, but I repeat, I would not label myself as having once been, as they say, 'smug'."
Grinning, Tigger tried to hide her giggles behind her hand, and instead scribbled down the response, nodding and looking over her glasses, waiting for the next part.
"As for the second part," Vio said with a simple, curt smile, "I have no idea what a "Snivy" or "Pokemon" is. So we'll skip that. Sword or magic then, hmm?" Briefly, the hero looked at the sword slung across his back- and then remembered the might of his lost Light Rod. Looking back at the "author", so to speak, he smiled- a bit reluctantly, she noticed- and nodded, his decision made.
The others were silent as they awaited Vio's response.
Seconds ticked by. Finally, unable to wait any longer, Blue almost exploded as he yelled, "Well?-! Tell us!"
"He won't," Tigger said with a laugh, "Because it's against his pride to say it. It's magic, isn't it?" she asked, a clever twinkle in her eye. "Truthfully, it should be the sword, because it's a more logical and solid explanation. And yet, the inexplicable powers of magic draw him more than he'd care to admit. Trusting in things he can't explain is something he's had to learn, and struggle against over much of your adventures. It's only obvious, really, that he'd choose magic any day over the sword."
Once more, the field was silent, save for a few crickets chirping here and there- which only served to accentuate the mood even more.
Finally, Vio crossed his arms and snapped, "Who's really answering the questions, here?"
The four around him laughed, breaking the tension- which Vio was secretly glad for- and their gazes returned to Tigger.
"Next one, also by the same person," she said with a grin- looking out of the corner of her eye at Vio- "Is for Green. "MORE LEADERNESS! YAY! :D Who gets on your nerves the most, who fights the most, and which fighting pair is more annoying?""
Again, the others looked at the Link in question. He faltered behind their gazes, and grinned weakly as he said, "Well, I don't want to chew anyone out, really..."
"C'mon, you sissy, just answer it," Blue teased with a grin, punching his friend's shoulder.
"Blue, that's no way to encourage him," Vio scoffed with a smirk and a shake of his head.
"Oh yeah? And who are YOU to decide that, huh, bud?" Blue shot back, rolling up the sleeves of his tunic and rounding angrily on the other.
"I'm not deciding anything! I'm merely saying, you should have a bit more respect for our leader, and not address him in such a brash manner!"
"I'll show YOU a 'brash manner'!"
As the two continued to bicker and fight, Green merely smiled, looked at Tigger, and jabbed his thumb towards the two quarreling heroes. Red giggled behind their leader.
With an understanding wink and nod, Tigger turned once more to her clipboard and scribbled the answer down. Clearing her throat to regain the attention of the others, she grinned and continued. "Red, this one's for you," she said with a nod, as the Link in question grinned, bouncing up in place in excitement for his question. And Tigger giggled as she read the question, trying to hide her giggles as she continued- ""Who do you like the most, Zelda or Malon?"
Red's enthusiasm was suddenly quenched, as if a bucket of cold water had been dropped on it, and the other three Links howled in laughter as he stared at the author, blinking.
"Um... we-e-e-l-l-l-l..." Red stammered, looking off to the side with a weak grin. "I, uh... well, y'know...that is, to say... uh..."
Still crying with laughter, Blue clapped a hand over Red's shoulder, shaking his head. "What a question! What a joke! Ah, come on Red, ya gotta tell us," he said, poking the other with a grin. "Seriously! I wanna know! What, you got a thing for that Malon chick?"
"Aw, Blue, let him alone," Green said with a smile, wiping away the tears from his laughs and stopping his own giggles as he did his best to come to his friend's rescue.
Smiling weakly at Green, Red looked back at Tigger, still blushing a furious red, so deep it rivaled the bright maroon of his clothes. "Uh... can I, uh... pass?" he whimpered weakly.
Tigger contemplated this for a moment. Sighing, she said, "Well, I do know that the readers want their questions answered, but... sure, I guess I'll allow one pass," she finished with a smile.
"Pass!" Red breathed a sigh of relief, collapsing against Green and wiping the sweat from his brow, his cheeks still red from the question.
"Darnit," Blue grunted, though still grinning, as he crossed his arms. "I wanted to hear that."
"Well, the next one's yours, Blue," Tigger said with a grin. Instantly, Blue looked up, and Tigger, smiling, continued, reading from the paper on her clipboard. ""You seem to have changed from a bull-headed, dim-witted powerhouse to one who can actually use the small brain in him. Does it feel good to be smart, if only a little?""
There was a giant pause between the two, in which the only sounds heard were the quiet shuffling of steps as Red, Green, and Vio quietly and discreetly edged away from their friend, hiding from the explosion they knew was coming.
And come it did.
"BULL-HEADED?-! DIM-WITTED?-!-? SMALL BRAIN?-!-?-! I'LL KILL THEM!" Blue roared furiously as he whipped out his sword, slashing it wildly around him- the primary reason for his friends backing away from the explosive area. Slicing his sword downwards and sticking it deep into the ground, he took a furious step forward, steam practically shooting out of his nostrils, as he shouted, "The NERVE of them! Lemme at 'em, lady! I'll show them just how "smart" I am!"
The only one who dared to come up to the infuriated Blue, Green, walked up meekly behind him and put a comforting hand on the other's shoulder, with a weak smile. "C'mon, Blue. They just don't know what they're talking about, I bet," the leader said with a reassuring nod, and even returned the playful shoulder-punch from before. "You're the best Link anyone could ask for."
Nodding furiously, Red grinned as he ran up to his friend as well, clinging to his friend's arm and looking up, almost admiringly, at his friend. "Yeah, what Green said! You're the strongest of us all, and, well, you've always been there for us! Remember the ghost in the mountain? Even when we were all falling back, you kept us going on!"
"Hmph." Blue frowned and grunted, though stepped backward, his fury slowly being quenched. And to finally relax him, yet almost surprisingly, Vio smiled as he also rejoined the others, crossing his arms calmly.
"What we were back then does not matter so much anymore," the other said with a simple shrug and a smile. "You are what we know you to be- a smart, strong Link with a burning desire for honor and justice. A true hero."
The smile returned grudgingly to Blue's face, and he snorted once more- though moved forward and, in one swoop, pulled the sword clean out of the ground where he'd stabbed it. Sheathing it, he crossed his arms and smiled over at the calm author.
"You heard 'em, then. People can say what they want about me," Blue said with a grin, "But I know how badass I am. And so do my friends. And you know what? That's good enough for me."
With a warm smile, and a nod, the author calmly wrote down something on her clipboard, and once more clicked her pen shut as she raised it up toward her eye-level, reading the next few lines and nodding along. Setting it back down, she looked back at the heroes and grinned.
"Alright, not many left, now. Here are another set for each of you, these asked by loyal reader and reviewer, The Great Mikey Weston," Tigger explained with a grin, flipping a page on her clipboard and looking back at them. "Let's have Red go first this time, then! He asks, "If you came across an injured lion, would you tend to it or leave it alone because it might attack you?""
Looking down at his feet, with a finger on his chin, Red pondered this question for a while, until he looked back up with a conflicted look, and a shrug. "I... I dunno... y'know?" he said with a weak grin. "I mean, I'd wanna help it, but... it'd probably hurt me, wouldn't it?" Looking back at the others, he added with a small laugh, "Everyone else would probably say I'm stupid for wanting to help someone that might hurt me."
"Red," Green sighed as he shook his head and smiled, "After what we've been through, I'd believe you if you said we could fly to the moon."
Brightening up, Red turned back to Tigger and nodded eagerly. "Yeah! I guess I would, then," he said with a slight shrug. "Maybe it's the best decision, maybe not... but my friends trust me, and I gotta trust myself, so, yeah, I would."
Satisfied, Tigger wrote down the next answer, and continued on, looking next at Blue. "Here's another one. "Do you think you'd be classified as a big eater?""
It took a while for Blue to ponder this one, but eventually, he shrugged and answered with a simple, smug grin, "I eat when I'm hungry. And if I like it, maybe I'll eat a bit more. But... if you think I'm fat-"
"Woah, woah, no one's saying that," Green said, quickly jumping to action as he leaned forward, moving Blue's hand- which he had placed over his sword- back down off of it with a weak grin.
"Hmph." Reluctant, Blue allowed his hand to come off his sword handle and he instead turned back towards Tigger again with a smirk. Slightly nervous, the author scribbled quickly on her paper, and moved on to the next page, looking at Vio next.
"Alrighty then! Vio, here's your question. "Do you ever wonder why your color is violet, and not some other color like yellow, or orange or something like that?""
Vio's eyes jumped up slightly, and an amused, calm smile came over him. "That's rather a good question," he said with a soft chuckle. Shrugging, he looked back confidently at the author, speaking firmly and yet simply, "I am the color that I am. To question that would be to question why the sun rises in the sky- why the trees grow green, and the waves of the sea the deepest blue. The same question could be asked why Red here is the color red, and not the color blue, and why Blue is blue, etcetera. Why am I violet? I cannot answer this, but can merely attest to the fact that it is not a question I fret over at all."
The long and boring question left the others in a near comatose state, while Tigger was still trying to keep up after the words. After a small silence, she looked up with a weak grin, asking with a small laugh, "Um... you lost me at "in the sky". Could you repeat what you said...?"
Vio blinked for a moment- but, his wit catching on instantly, he instead smirked and shrugged, saying with a grin, "I believe it's no longer my turn for questions."
Laughing, Blue moved to slug Tigger playfully in the shoulder as he always did, winking and saying, "He got ya there!"
Unfazed by the punch, Tigger instead smiled calmly back at him, saying with a small nod, "He did indeed. After all, it's Green's turn next." As Green looked over expectantly at the author, she once more glanced down at her notes, and continued, glancing over the tops of her glasses at him as she read.
""Do you still think you're the "original" Link?""
The question obviously hit a soft spot with the leader, who suddenly looked quiet and morose as he looked down at the ground. The others, also knowing it as a somewhat sensitive subject, remained quiet and serious, instead looking respectfully at the other and awaiting his answer.
Finally, Green looked up with a smile, and shook his head lightly. "No, not really," he said with a light laugh, looking at the others around him. "I guess I thought I was, since I always had that air of authority and sort of took charge. But really, the hero Link- as we are as one person- is a lot different than just me. He's not just a leader- he's smart, strong, and has a large heart. I'm just like the others- merely a piece of him," he finished with a resolved smile.
The others were silent for a moment- until, of course, it was Blue to break the serious tension, instead coming forward and saying with a loud laugh, "And yet, it was this lucky son of a gun who got the original colors. Vio, what was it you were saying earlier? That our colors didn't matter much?" Grinning, he winked and elbowed Green- though it was much less forceful than before.
"True..." Vio started off, though his mouth grew into a quiet, calm smile as he nodded towards their leader. "Though if anyone of us 'pieces' deserved to wear the colors of the whole... it would have to be you."
Trying to hide his smile, Green instead nodded back quietly back at the other in his appreciation for the high praise. Interrupting the moment as always, however, Red jumped up as he cheered, "Yeah! After all, maybe it was the Keaton's way of telling us you were supposed to be our leader!"
Smiling, Tigger nodded, once more writing across her board, until she put her pen down. The others looked at her expectantly, and she grinned.
"Well, that's most of 'em," she said with a mischievous glint in her eyes.
"... Most? So, there's more?" Green asked, slightly puzzled.
"Well... yes, but not for you four," Tigger said, her grin growing wider- obviously, it was getting harder and harder for her to keep the secret she so desperately wanted to spill.
Confused, Blue looked at each of them, then back at Tigger. "Who's the last question for, then?" he asked with a tilt of his head.
Standing up quickly from her chair, Tigger grinned as she raised her pin as if a maestro's baton, and once more swooped into a deep bow. "Introducing," she began in a regal voice, holding her pen high now as if it were a magic wand, "The one and only..."
Dragging the last word out, Tigger grinned and laughed- enjoying the drama and silliness of the moment- as she drew her pen across the surface of her clipboard, finishing the last words of her sentence which would summon the last person needed.
And, as before, in an instant- without much smoke or magic sparkles- as Tigger was much too lazy to write all of that because it was 12:06 am as she was writing this- the last Link of the bunch appeared before all of them.
"Shadow Link!"
Tigger was almost beaten to saying it, and she frowned grudgingly as her spotlight was stolen by the other four, who instantly cried out the name of their friend in shock and surprise at seeing him standing before them.
And yet... unfazed, a smile crept across the nefarious, cryptic Link's face, as he instead turned towards Tigger and gave her a curt nod.
"Hey, Tigg. So, what'd you bring me here for this time? Comic relief?" he asked with a scoff and a shake of his head. Glancing to the side, however, as he saw the others, he laughed cynically, shaking his head. "Nah, looks like that spot is taken. Or rather, spots... Guess that means I'm the star of the show, then, right?"
The open-mouthed stares of the four were even greater than when Tigger had first taken them away, and she nearly fell backwards in her chair from laughing. Instead, once more realigning her glasses, she grinned over at Shadow, and shrugged her shoulders, saying calmly and casually, as if the two had known each other for years, "You could say that. Sort of a one-shot I'm writing here, and I need your input before it goes up. What do you say, ol' buddy?"
Shrugging, Shadow crossed his arms and smirked. "Fine, I guess I could take a moment of my time to help. Just don't ever call me 'ol' buddy'. Got it?"
"How..."
"What..."
"But..."
"You..."
Looking over his shoulder at the Links, Shadow scoffed and shook his head, laughing. "Some 'heroes'. You'll all catch flies instead of villains in those dumb open mouths of yours," he snapped with a sneer at them. As their looks of surprise continued, he laughed and gained an air of arrogance. "What? You think the readers would forget about me? Pff. I'm the real star of the show, kids. Now be good little heroes and sit back there in the shadows while I get my own glory time. Got it? Good."
The mouths of the four were shut as they looked, still wide-eyed, at Shadow, then at each other, then back to Shadow.
Grinning, Tigger nodded as she proceeded with the question. "You've got two- one from each of the readers I mentioned earlier. The first, from Fanaticofmanythings, asks, "You've had lots of heroic sacrifices lately. Does it suck not being able to see it through to the end?""
Shadow almost exploded with laughter, shaking his head at the question. Finally, looking with a triumphant sneer up at Tigger, he said cockily while crossing his arms, "Oh, please. Don't write me off just yet, morons. You won't get rid of me that easily. As for not seeing it through to the end? Hah. You just wait."
Still dumbfounded, the four, sitting in the shadows like they should as Shadow talked and was overall being awesome, continued to be silent as Tiggz read the next question.
"Awesome. Alrighty, next question, from The Great Mikey Weston," Tigger continued with a grin. Again, she tried to hide her laughter, but after she spoke, burst out into laughs. ""What would you say if your hair suddenly turned purple?""
Blinking for a moment, Shadow's surprised face instantly turned dark and almost malicious, as the shadows suddenly darkened the clearing and turned black. He'd seen the art for the stupid manga... Even though his hair was of the purest, darkest black, there were those who liked to 'believe' it was purple.
Sneering, he leaned in forward, his balled-up fists forming balls of shadow magic around them, and whispered low and sinisterly, "I'd say, whoever was responsible, would get the next complimentary, first-class ticket straight to hell. Capice?"
"Oh, that's a good one!" Tigger whispered eagerly under her breath, scribbling off in the corner of her paper. "First-class ticket... to hell... got it!" she muttered as she scribbled down the line and clicked her pin. She'd be able to use that line sometime!
"So... are we all done, then?" Vio ventured to speak, the shadows of the clearing disappearing and the four now being able to talk again. He had so many things he wanted to say to Shadow... as he knew the others did... but apparently, now was not the time.
A small, devious smirk began to grow on Tigger's face. "Yes... almost..." she said, hiding the laughter behind her hand- rather poorly, she might add.
"Oh, great. What's she got planned now?" Blue scoffed angrily as he also walked up to join the others next to Shadow. He glared suspiciously at the other- seeing as how Shadow knew Tigger from before, apparently, maybe he'd know what she was up to...
"Don't look at me," Shadow snapped, recoiling back in disgust from the advance of the others. He rounded angrily on Tigger, giving her his signature death glare as he demanded, "What in the world are you talking about, you crazy writer?"
"Oh, we're all done with the interview, honest, no more questions," Tigger said with a laugh, getting up out of her chair and walking up to the group. "I've, uh... I've just got one more thing for ya'll," she said with a growing grin, so wide it may as well have fallen off her face. Unclipping her board, she yanked out a single sheet of paper and held it out in front of them.
"Go on," she said, her eyes sparkling in glee. "Read it!"
Frowning, Shadow quickly snatched the piece of paper out of the author's hand. Gathering around him, the Four Sword Heroes leaned in and looked at the writings on the paper. Their eyes widened, their jaws dropped and their hearts skipped a beat... and when they looked up, she was gone. Not a Tigger in sight- clipboard, director's chair and all. The author had simply vanished.
Shadow was quietly trembling in fury, and Blue instantly yanked away the paper from him, grinning wider and wider in eager anticipation as he read the words over and over again. Vio was shaking his head and sighing, though a calm smile grew on his face. Green laughed quietly behind them all, as Red jumped up around the clearing, squealing in delight and cheer.
And all five of them, in their own ways, shouted to the heavens and the earth what the letter had read:
"THERE'S GOING TO BE A FOUR SWORDS SEQUEL?-!-?-!-?-!-?-!-?-!-?-!"
It's true. ^_^
Ever since I reached that 50 review mark in Reiteration, I've been planning a sequel to it. And now, after many weeks and months of planning, brainstorming, and everything that comes with it, I'm finally ready to announce it. There WILL be a sequel, and I hope (key word: HOPE!) to upload the first chapter, if all goes well, this time next week. :D
This would never have happened without you guys, the readers and reviewers- who kept me going after so many hard days with your awesome words of encouragement for each chapter of Reiteration. So, THANK YOU!
As for any hints about this new fic... I'll give you two. x3
The first is its name: The fic will be titled The Four Swords: Reminiscence.
The second: There are two easter eggs in this one-shot. ;) One is a subtle hint, the other is EXTREMELY subtle. But both of them give huge hints to what the fic will be about.
So, again, THANK YOU readers and reviewers, ya'll are amazing! And I hope I can make the sequel just as good, if not BETTER than the original!
Until next time! :D
-Tiggz
P.S. I know there were a few more people who also PMed me questions for the Links, and I'm very sorry I couldn't get to them all- I tried, but it just ended up making it too long. Thanks to everyone who sent in questions- even those that didn't get shown here- ya'll still rock my socks! ^^