I don't know why so often I end up writing about Link, I don't even like him that much. But he's a fun character to abuse, and he's always fresh meat for Wolf.
Chapter 2
Link had spent the past few nights in the back of the bar, and the rest of the time in a sort of drunken daze. Of course, this wasn't exactly uncommon. Link was quiet and painfully shy, so no one found it odd when he didn't talk in favor of drinking alone in a dark corner, at least for the first few days. But as dates ticked off the calendar, some people got a little curious.
"Alright," Fox said, taking the seat across from him. "What's the matter?"
"Nothing, Mr. McCloud."
"I talked to Zelda, she says she doesn't know why you've been moping around, you know, more than usual, so I want to know, what's the matter? You're not still upset about that whole Mewtwo thing are you? Mewtwo is doing fine, no one still thinks it was you. Well, except for Wolf, and he doesn't count for much of anything."
"Mr. McCloud, it's our, Zelda and my, anniversary a few days after the Halloween party."
"Huh, I never realized you guys were married."
"Hyruleans don't have a concept of marriage like other cultures do. But we have an idea of life partners, another being you are synchronized with, a being you will spend all eternity with." He smiled thoughtfully. "She's mine."
"Okay," Fox grunted, now regretting coming over to talk to the elf. "Your anniversary though? That's something special I assume."
"Yes, Mr. McCloud. And I know my princess, she's going to get me something wonderful, and I can't get her anything in return."
"Nothing?"
"We are kind of in the middle of nowhere, and even if we weren't what do you get for a woman who has everything? She's a princess, there is nothing I could get that she doesn't already have."
"There has to be something for her. Anything."
Link thought to himself. "Well, there is one thing. Ever since R.O.B. played Hello, Dolly on movie night, my princess has wanted to waltz, but I was never taught. My peasant upbringing didn't afford me many opportunities."
"Okay," Fox nodded. "Link, we're friends right?"
"I would like to think so, Mr. McCloud. I certainly like you much more than your lupine or avian compatriot. Your bravery, your nobility."
"Stop it," he snapped. "Now, because we are friends, I'm going to tell you something that may seem odd and maybe even a little suicidal, but you just have to trust me, alright?"
"I trust you completely, Mr. McCloud."
"Alright, I know someone who may be able to help you."
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"YOU WANT ME TO WHAT?" Wolf demanded, smashing two fists into the table, splitting it easily down the middle.
"Please keep your voice down, Mr. O'Donnell," Link said.
"I WILL FUCKING KILL YOU IF YOU EVER ASK ME THAT AGAIN. I WILL TEAR YOUR HEART OUT WITH MY TEETH. DO YOU UNDERSTAND?"
"Yes Mr. O'Donnell. I am sorry."
Wolf was going to say something else, but settled on a furious snarl before storming off, his heavy, booted, unordered footsteps and clinking chains sounding his retreat down the hallway and to the walk in freezer where he would work out his aggressions by pummeling a slab of meat into ground beef.