Link and Midna watched Saria, who was sitting on a stump opposite them chewing deku sap. Saria stopped chewing and blew as hard as she could. A bubble, similar to one you could get from bubble gum, inflated from her mouth. It grew to roughly the size of an apple before popping. Saria pulled the deflated babble back into her mouth and started chewing again.

Saria held out a hand filled with deku seeds, each swelling with sap "Want some?"

Midna sighed "We really don't have time to- Link!"

Link put the deku seed back into Saria's hand immediately, turning crimson as he did.

Saria giggled "Oh come on, let him take one."

Link looked at Midna nervously, she just sighed and rolled her eyes "You spent way too much time around the children in you're village."

Link grinned gleefully, taking this as approval, and popped a deku seed into his mouth.

Saria giggled again "Don't worry, Mido's already bringing the mask. I just didn't want you wandering around, this place is called the lost woods for a reason you know."

Link tried to blow a bubble like Saria had but it ended up popping before it even reached the size of a grape. He looked so depressed by it that Midna had to laugh.

She held out her hand "alright, I'll try one."

Saria handed her a deku seed just as another green-dressed boy sprinted into the area. Saria hopped of the stump and walked over to him, looking worried.

"You didn't have to half kill yourself getting here Mido."

The boy panted "You pant said as quick as I could."

He held up a silvery mask, it was a similar shape to a shield and had red and yellow markings, similar to the ones on the gossip stone. Mido peered around the mask at Link "Is that the descendent fairy-less boy?"

Saria bopped Mido on the head and Mido yelped "I told you not to call him fairy-less boy!"

"Sorry, it's habi… habito.. habitoel"

"Habitual?"

"Yeah, ha-bi-shoo-al."

Saria took the mask from Mido "Well thanks for bringing it."

"No problem… wow, the pretty lady can blow big bubbles."

"Wha?"

Saria turned around to find that Midna had blown a bubble roughly the size of a beach ball, and it was still growing. Link was practically turning green with envy while he tried to get his past grape size. Saria giggled and walked over to them, the mask of truth under her arm. Link turned to face her, happy for a reason to stop embaressing himself.

Saria plopped the mask directly onto his face "There, just wear it like that and the gossip stones will never shut up. They may be shut-mouthed to people, but if they think you're one of them then they'll chat until you're ears fall off." She grinned "hopefully you can stay awake long enough for them to get to information that will actually be useful."

Ganondorf paced across the pub floor. It was Zelda's shift to search for clues; they had decided that only one of them would look at a time, so the other could get some rest. More accurately, Zelda had decided. Ganondorf had protested to no end that she should just take breaks, since he didn't need any. He still wasn't quite sure how she had ended up winning the argument.

One of the pub's patrons sighed "If you don't stop pacing you'll wear the floor boards away! Come over and have a drink."

Ganondorf glanced out of the corner of his eye. The man that had called him was Cover. Ganondorf shook his head "I don't drink, it dulls your senses."

Cover rolled his eyes, not that Ganondorf could see it "Then come over and sit down, I'll buy you a drink anyway."

Ganondorf hesitated, and then grudgingly walked over "I won't drink it."

"Sure you won't. Hey, whats-you're-name, Martha, get the man a pint."

He put a few coins on the table and the serving girl, apparently Martha, obligingly filled a pint sized glass and slid it over to Ganondorf before pocketing the coins.

Ganondorf stared at the mug of ale as if he was waiting for it to attack him.

Cover sighed "Oh go on, one sip."

"No."

"You scared to drink it?"

"Yes."

Several of the men down the bar stifled snorts of laughter and Ganondorf glared that them, eyes shooting daggers "Perhaps one of you would like to try fighting me when you're drunk and I'm sober. He smirked "Unless you're to scared."

Most of the men suddenly found their boots very interesting. However, one very drunk man, the same drunk as the night the four hylians had preformed, didn't notice. He started giggling "Scarred o' ale heh heh! E's a right pansy!"

Cover laughed nervously "When I see how that drunkard acts, it kinda makes me agree with you Ganondorf. Perhaps we should all lay off the ale for a while."

There was a chorus of nervous agreement from all but the drunkard, who began giggling again "Yo' all pansys den! hic Just like dat weirdo mountainie guy. hic Ya'know my gramps told me a story about the last time a hyruan came over the mountains. He wain't no pansy! He gots almost as drunk as I is."

Ganondorf, instead of getting angry, just looked disgusted at the drunk. He shook his head and pushed the pint of ale as far away from him as he could.

The drunk wouldn't shut up "Yeah, this guy got exiled for killin some murderous thieves called gerudo. Ain't no justice I tell ya."

Ganondorf eyes narrowed "Be quiet."

"He was da leader of de expedition. Ya dis guy told gramps al' about de battle. I tell it to ya!"

The other men make desperate motions at the drunk to stop, but the idiot didn't notice "So da thieves live in the desert, and dey only have one water place. Dis guy puts poison in the water, an soon all the rats are either sick or dead."

Ganondorf's mouth was set in a snarl and his nails were digging into the wood of the bar, his knuckles were white and the wood began to break off. Most of the men began to slowly edge out of Ganondorf's way.

"Course, there's still a few left alive, so he an 'is men go in ta 'ill 'um. The gerudo blood was flying behind him like a crimson banner. Oh! An he took a trophy too! E' gave it to gramps, who gave it ta me! Now where…" he started rummaging in his coat.

Ganondorf was shaking with rage at this time, his eyes started to glow a little with the triforce's power.

"Here it is!" The man pulled a gerudo's pony-tail out of his coat, stained with blood. "The gerudo vermin's hair!"

The triforce burst into light, and the power ran down Ganondorf's hand and into the bar, making the bar literally explode into a thousand flaming pieces. All the men, even the drunk, screamed and leapt back from Ganondorf. Ganondorf's eyes glowed bright gold as he advanced on the drunkard. The man scrambled backward, but the alcohol was taking it's toll, and he could barely stand up.

Ganondorf grabbed the man by the collar of his shirt, as he did the triforce sent out another surge, responding to his anger, and boar tusks began to emerge from his mouth. Ganondorf made a sound somewhere between a snarl and a roar, he couldn't speak with the tusks anymore. Somehow, the drunk got the gist of it.