A/N

Starlll: You know? At the beginning of this, it seemed like a tunnel that wouldn't end. But now I can see a light at the end of this tunnel, and I still can't believe what this turned into. It has about forty-five reviews, five people have it on their favorite's list, and I know for a fact that more people are reading and not reviewing.

Mudd: What's with that dramatic speech thing?

Starlll: I just had to get that out of my system.

The Review Corner

Mudd: Why are you doing this now? I thought it was at the end.

Starlll: Not necessarily.

Okay, actually! I spelt it right!

Silicon: For crying out loud! I'm eight and I know that 'spelt' isn't a word!

I'm so awesome!

Starlll: If you're so awesome, why do you use words that don't exist?

I agree that it wasn't mature for Mudd to just STAND THERE like the coward he is!

Mudd: You're........ saying that I'm a coward......... How dare you!! I have been through three of the bloodiest wars you could imagine, I have to live with these (censerd) burning tattoos, and not a day goes by when I wish I tried to save them. How dare you.

Go ahead and us my dog, his name is Lunar by the way, he likes to jump...a lot.

Orange panther: I like to jump.

The finale, Man! Well I don't really play Fire Emblem, so I can't say anything about the first choice,

Starlll: Oh, you should play it. Radiant Dawn is one of the best games I've ever played. And I play a lot of video games.


but I would love to see Twilight Generation Mudd! I hope the next
chapter is a super awesome, wonderful cool jaw-dropping radically and just a
good ending! I would be sad, but when you mention the Twilight Generation, I
got excited.

Mudd: (Twilight generation) Everyone gets excited about me. I'm just that awesome.

So racer 6 is skinner?

Mudd: He is?

Starlll: (Nervously) Um... no he isn't. Why would you think that. I mean, come on.

I wonder if he will be in the next
chapter...nah. And Mudd just came out of the blue with the "I love you"!
(Slaps self for ryming(sorry I mispelled it) Well it is better then Wind
waker generation, he likes a pirete...who says "(insert pirete grunts)" all
the time!

Silicon: That was LOADED with spelling errors.

I syimpize with the Goron, I hate Tuesdays.

Starlll: Who DOESN'T hate Tuesdays?

I've renewed my
definition of Mature:

MATURE (Ma-ch-er) Adj: A person who is a coward (Mudd) and should avoid me,
at ALL times! Oh and can you sweep my floors as my maid Mudd? I have dirt in
my carpit.

Mudd: THAT'S IT!! WHEN I'M THROUGH WITH YOU YOU WON'T BE ABLE TO EAT BY YOURSELF!! WHEN I GET MY HANDS ON YOU I'M GOING TO-

Note: The following contains threats so violent that- OHH DEAR GOD!! Mudd! That's just sick! OH DEAR LORD!! HOW DO YOU THINK OF THAT?! THAT'S JUST WRONG, MAN! DEAR HOLY LORD!!


Can I have another moment?

Silicon: Only if I can have one.

NO IT'S THE END SOON? WHO WILL DIE?
SO...SO...PLEASE LET THE GORON HAVE MERCY! PLEASE! One of my moments, sorry.

Silicon: SOMEONE'S GOING TO DIE!? WHY?! DEAR LORD- WHY?!


The poor fish are dead...sniff. HOW SAD CAN THIS GET? Poor fish...Sorry I
haven't reviewed as fast, but I have lots of reasons.

Starlll: Those reasons better be good.


Well it's getting late (well for me, unless you are near the pacific) So see
yah later!

Starlll: I live in Massachusetts.


(P.S. Lunar can some times sound like a cat, he's so cute! MUCH cuter then
the dirty whatever colored panther!

Orange panther: HEY!

A/N (Again.)

Silicon: Starlll, what happens when one of your O.C.'s die?

Starlll: Well, Sil, the Grim Reaper comes and takes their bodies and souls away to Mars.

Silicon: Why Mars?

Starlll: Because Mars is the one place that humans haven't set foot on yet. I think. Besides, I have souvenirs of each O.C. That was either a bad idea or I lost track of.

(Snaps his fingers and a bookshelf flips over, revealing a bunch of brains in jars.)

Silicon: Will that ever happen to me?

Starlll: Only if you defy me.

Disclaimer: You know? All this time I never did the disclaimer right. Well, I'm not going to end the pattern here.

The jaw-dropping amazingly-radically-wicked-super-mega-unpredictable final chapter. Enjoy.

"So. This is it." Mudd said, gesturing Lake Hylia.

There was a giant fortress the size of Zelda's castle in the middle of the lake.

"How long has that been there?" Asked Link.

The two stepped into a boat (How long has that been there?) and Mudd rowed to Goro's Castle.

---------------------Goro-------------------------------------------------------------------------------

"Mudd is coming?!"

"Well, yes, Master Goro."

"I have no intention of letting him survive. Kill him and his friend and take his money."

"At once, master." Then all Gorons in the room left.

Goro smiled. It wasn't a blood thirsty smile, or a revenge smile. Finally, after generations of waiting, Goro was finally going to receive 4000 rupees that was rightfully his.

--------------------------------------------Mudd/ Link------------------------------------------------

"Okay," Said Link. "To get to Goro, we need a compass and a dudgeon map."

"You know, you'd think that one compass would work everywhere as long as it still points north."

"Tell me about it."

The two had to be careful getting through the palace, because if even one Goron saw them, he would sound the alarm and they would be swarmed.

"Wait a moment." Mudd said.

"What?"

"There are two guards right... there, and... there." Mudd said, pointing to two pillars.

"Hey, Joe, I have a new joke!" One Goron said.

"You do? Well, Stanley, go ahead, let it out!"

"Okay:

A pirate captain was walking on his deck when one guy on the crow's nest called out

'one enemy ship on the horizon!'

So he said to his cabin boy:

'Bring me my red shirt.'

And so the cabin boy did. The fight lasted all day, but the captain didn't loose one man. But then the cabin boy asked

'Captain, I have a question: why did you ask for your red shirt before the battle?'

'Well, if I was shot, no one would see the blood, and they would keep fighting.'

'Why, that's brilliant, sir!'

So, the next day, the lookout on the crow's nest called out:

'Twenty-two enemy ships on the horizon!'

'Bring me my brown pants.'

The two Gorons started to roll around laughing.

"Okay, now we can go." Mudd said as the two Gorons were on their backs.

----------------------------------Goro ------------------------------------------------------------------

It took Goro an hour of no reports to figure out Mudd's plans.

"What the-" Goro quickly dashed out of the room and to the highest tower.

------------------------------------------Mudd/ Link--------------------------------------------------

Mudd and Link were outside the door that Goro was in. Mudd had been in the palace, and wrote down every detail he saw. Goro's throne was facing away from the door behind him, so Mudd could just walk in, give him the money, and before any other Gorons would figure out that Mudd was there, he would run away and jump out the window with Link. Then they would ride the current and go wherever it took them.

"Ready?" Asked Mudd.

"Do you have to ask?"

Link kicked down the door and Mudd dashed in.

He was the only one there.

"You have GOT to be kidding me."

"Where do we go now?" Asked Link.

"The highest tower. That's where anyone would go."

Note: This is where all the drama comes in.

Surprisingly, they didn't see any Gorons on the way to the tower.

The moment the walked in, a Goron snapped Mudd's bow in half.

To Mudd, his bow was a part of him, and it felt like he lost his arm when he heard the sickening snap of wood.

The entire room was filled with Gorons armed to the teeth.

"I wish we didn't have to do this." Link and Mudd said as they drew their weapons.

Go to .com/watch?v=rpR63tgzENs and watch the clip. You have to do this, because it sets up the rest of the chapter. Watch the song and picture Mudd and Link in a fight with a room full of Gorons. Then pause it when the song says "Sailors fighting in the dance hall." for the second time. For the second time.

Mudd and Link were covered in blood. Most of it wasn't their blood. There were about to move on and look for Goro, but they didn't have to.

Goro was on the other side of the room, slowly clapping.

"Bravo. Bravo." He said.

"I probably don't have to say it, but I have your money."

"Hand it over."

Mudd tossed the bag of golden rupees carelessly.

"Now that you have your money, I'm going to go."

"I think not."

Mudd was amazed. Goro always boomed out his words. Perhaps he was belittled next to the large fortune.

"What do you mean? Mudd gave you the money." Link said to the massive Goron.

"I leave no witnesses. And besides. This money is fake." Goro said, holding up a glass rupee.

About twenty Gorons armed with crossbows entered the room.

"Shoot Mudd. I don't care about Link."

"Link, you're the best friend a guy could have. You're a good man with a very bad taste in friends. It was fun while it lasted." Mudd said, then threw him out the window.

"Don't fire just yet. Mudd, if you tell me where the real money is, I might let you go."

Mudd stepped onto the windowsill. "It's buried. I hope you like to dig, because you'll be digging for a long time."

"SHOOT HIM!! KILL HIM!! Goro roared.

One Goron, one Goron who didn't have any education, one Goron who never won at anything in life, finally had one stroke of luck in his life. One stroke of luck that let a crossbow bolt hit Mudd in the forehead.

-----------------------------------EPLOUGE-----------------------------

Link woke up in the hospital.

"Link? You're awake?" A certain redhead asked.

"Where am I?"

"A hospital. Didn't you hear the narration?"
Link struggled to sit up. Malon was in a chair across from him.

"How long was I out for?"

Malon hesitated. "Five months. You woke minutes before they were going to cut off your Life support."

"Well I'm lucky then."

"Yeah... Link, can I ask you something?"

Link remembered what Mudd said when he asked the same question.

"I believe you just did."

"What happened to you... and to Mudd?"

Link closed his eyes and told her what happened. He cut out the giant fight with the Gorons, though. Some things weren't worth bringing up.

"He's......................... He's............................. He's................" Malon couldn't say it.

Instead she told him that the night before it all happened, the one when she told Mudd she loved him. He proposed that night. And more. She was pregnant.

-----------------------------Five months ago---------------------------------------------------------

Mudd was drifting on the somewhat peaceful lake Hylia. His corpse's head still had the hole from the crossbow.

The first flakes of Winter snow fell onto the lake.

Note: Go back to the website I said before and listen to the rest of the song as you read.

"What happens to O.C.'s when they die?" Asked Silicon.

"They go to the planet where no one else has set foot on. They have life on Mars. But don't worry, I keep souvenirs."

The End!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Look out for "His Name is Mudd 2"!