December 5, 2008 :: 20 days to go!
Link opened one sleepy eye, and groaned. What had happened last night? He remembered a mad party involving Metallica songs, but that was it. He felt horribly sick. He knew that if he opened his mouth, he was start spouting vomit. But he couldn't move, and he didn't want to. It hurt to move even his little finger. But being Link, he had to be strong. He ignored the pain and went to the bathroom. He didn't care what time it was - he was having a bath.
Zelda spotted him in the hallway, waiting outside the bathroom door.
"Enjoy last night?" she asked.
Link's heart began thudding. "I can't remember what happened."
"Don't worry," she laughed. "You didn't do anything stupid. Besides, even if you did, we wouldn't care. And by the way, nobody's in the bathroom."
His heart rate went back to normal. He nodded, then pushed open the door. Link turned both taps full blast to fill it up quicker - he wasted water, but it didn't matter. Master Hand could get it all back anyway. He climbed in when it was near to full and sighed in contentment.
"Fox! Come on!"
"No."
"Pleeeease?"
"Kirby, I refuse to throw a surprise party for Snake. Why should I? He's never done anything for me."
"Because it'll be funny!"
"That's your reason for anything. You dragged me to a Slayer concert because you thought it would be funny. You wore Metallica T-shirts at a Westlife show and got tomatoes hurled at you and you thought it was funny. You think ladders are funny."
"Fox, you need to lighten up."
Snake was not amused. There was no way he was going to show his face on Christmas Day. If they didn't want to annoy him, they would give him presents and leave him well alone. That was pretty much the only way to get Snake to fake a smile. Snake was not a smiler. Or a hugger. Why he lived with them he would never even know.
This time, Snake looked at his calendar. 20 more days. That wasn't long, was it?