"Link. Link, wake up," you said as you gently nudged Link's shoulder while he slept quietly in his bed. "Come on man, it's almost noon! I wanna go and do stuff today!"

Link simply rolled over onto his back, eyes shut and with a small amount of drool coming out of his mouth.

"Ew." You grabbed a tissue and wiped the drool off. You then took a glass of water and poured some onto his face

Link shot up and began frantically looking around the room.

"Oh, you're up! Cool, get dressed, man. There's something I wanna go look at today."

Link gave you an annoyed look and began using his blanket to dry himself.

"Thanks for the rude wake up call," Link signed.

"Free of charge, my friend," you said with a wink.

You were wearing some of your favorite clothes today as you were expecting to have a fun and relaxing time during your post-mission hiatus. You were able to shrug off the heavy armor and thick padding for something lighter and much more comfortable for once. You picked up a pile of clothes you had sitting near the end of your bed and tossed them at Link.

"Here you go! Get dressed already, would ya?"

Link looked inquisitively at the clothing you gave him.

"Did you pick my clothes out for me?"

"Yes, yes I did."

"Why?"

"Because, Mr. Hero. You were apparently raised by wolves and every time you dress yourself, you look like a third grader, and I wanna look at least somewhat presentable walking around with you today."

"I can dress myself, you know," Link signed as he began slipping on the tan pair of shorts and green tank top you picked for him. "This stuff isn't even fancy. It's just normal clothes."

You pulled out Link's Sheikah Slate and began showing him a slideshow of pictures you had taken of him wearing clothes of random materials and heavily differing colors. There was also a picture of him in his underwear with several pots and lids strapped to him like a suit of armor.

"Yeah, what's your point," Link asked as he closely investigated the pictures.

"The point is I don't want anyone to think you're part of the freak show today, no matter how well you'd fit in. You almost ready?"

"Yeah, yeah," Link impatiently signed as he fixed his hair.

"So where are we even headed to," Link asked.

"We're almost there, man. Just relax. You're gonna love it."

"You think?"

"Yes, and if not, I'll love it, so it's a win-win."

"How considerate."

"Only the best for my favorite guy," you said sarcastically as you shoved Link's shoulder.

As the two of you walked through the quiet and empty streets of town, you could faintly hear music.

"We're getting close~," you said in a very sing-songy voice as you excitedly bobbed your head side to side in rhythm with the distant music.

As you approached your destination, you ran up to Link, covered his eyes, and began guiding him through the streets.

"What are you doing," Link asked as he gently tried to push away your hand.

"Raising the drama, doofus," you said, batting Link's hand away and tightening your grasp over his eyes.

The two of you turned the corner into a large, open square full of hundreds of people and vendors.

You removed your hand from Link's face and gleefully exclaimed, "Welcome, to the Annual Cucco Festival!"

You revealed to Link an extravagant display full of decorations and music. All around you was Cucco themed merchandise: Cucco themed balloons, clothes, food, and games were littered throughout the town's court as hundreds of people happily made their way from attraction to attraction. In the center of the square was a large ice statue of a Cucco roosting proudly. Next to it was a live band with an accordion player, a violinist, and a Rito woman performing vocals.

"So? You excited?!"

Link stared blankly for a moment, remembering his mixed past with Cuccos: Having to quickly search for them in large crowds as a kid, getting swarmed by flocks of them when he accidentally hit one, and more recently, having to search high and low for the elusive feathered beings. He didn't mind the small feathered creatures, but they've caused him quite a bit of heartache during his adventures.

"I'll take you silence as a yes! Or, lack of hand movements, I should say." You reached down and grabbed Link by the hand. "Come on, Link. It'll be fun! The Inn Keeper told me all about this and it sounded amazing, but I didn't wanna go alone. I was hoping you'd wanna tag along with me…"

Link stared at your hand for a moment as a tiny bit of red colored his cheeks. After a few seconds, he seemed to snap out of some deep thought and gave you a smile. "Sure, I'll tag along with you."

"Awesome!" You jumped in the air excitedly and ran to a nearby stall, yanking Link around by his arm in the process.

The first one you stopped by was a food vendor. It was being manned by a short, older woman with a blonde ponytail. The wooden table she stood behind was covered in several different plates of various treats, all Cucco themed. There were small rice balls, boiled eggs, and cupcakes dressed up as the small poultry friends. You and Link both perked up when you saw them and bought as much as the woman would let you. You scarfed down the food as you took time to enjoy to the band, watched a magical act, and sat down to listen to a man explaining to you and a large group of children how to properly take care of and breed Cuccos and what daily life on a Cucco ranch was like. The two of you walked around and talked for quite some time as you purchased more food and several articles of clothing. On your way out of the festival, you noticed a game booth with a large Cucco plushie as the main prize. You gasped loudly and shook Link as you pointed towards it.

"Link, I NEED that Cucco! We have to stop and win it," you said as you dragged him towards the stall.

"Hey there, you two," a large man with a curly moustache said as he jumped up from his seat. "Welcome to the slingshot challenge! The goal is simple: Take the slingshot in front of you and launch a rock through that spinnin' target behind me! Make all three rocks in and win a prize!" He gestured towards a large wooden circle behind him being spun manually by a young boy who seemed to be the man's assistant. The target had three very tiny holes punched into it for the rocks to get launched through.

"How much to play," you asked, frantically pulling out your wallet.

"Ah, just a simple five rupees, lovely lady. Five rupees to get you three rocks," the man replied, pulling out a flat brimmed hat full of rupees for you to place your hard-earned money into.

You quickly dropped a blue rupee into the man's hat and grabbed the old wooden slingshot sitting on the table. You closed your eye as you pulled back on the elastic and aimed for the spinning wheel. As you let go of the rock, the boy spinning the wheel gave it a spin, making it speed up and causing you to miss.

"Damn it, man," you said as you dropped another rupee into the man's hat. "I have to get all three, right?"

"Mm, yes ma'am. All three for a prize."

You loaded up another pebble and took a shot. This one went in, and you let out a quiet "yes" as you hurried to grab another rock off of the counter. You took a second shot and missed the hole. You frustratingly continued the process, dropping a continuous supply of rupees into the man's hat, until Link grabbed your hand and took the slingshot from you.

"Hey, you've already burnt through like, fifty rupees. I think you should chill out. I don't think we're gonna be able to get it," Link signed.

"But I'm so close! I'm just getting a hang of it, I can feel it! And I just really, really want that Cucco!"

Link sighed and handed you back your wallet, pulling out his own instead. He rustled through his pouch and slammed a blue rupee onto the table, looking sternly at the obstacle in front of him.

The man running the booth chuckled. "Well little man, if you feel like you can do better, be my guest! Win this stuffed Cucco for your girlfriend, hm? You know the rules, so get to it!"

The taunting fell on deaf ears as Link channeled all his energy towards focusing on hitting these targets. He picked up a rock and very slowly pulled back on the elastic of the slingshot as he steadied his breath and studied the spinning of the wheel. As he got into his special headspace, time seemed to slow down for him. As he let go of the first shot, it sailed through the hole in the board without a noise, perfectly soaring through the air and the target.

The booth operator began to look a little nervous as Link readied his second shot and motioned to his assistant to speed up the wheel. The young boy nodded and began moving the wheel more vigorously.

Link's second shot followed suit with his first: perfectly on target.

"Hey there buddy, you sure you're using the rocks we're supplying to you? There isn't any kind of cheating allowed at this booth," the man with the moustache asked sternly, leaning over the counter and investigating the rock Link was holding.

Link just smiled, loaded the final shot, and let it whirl. The rock clipped the board as it barely made its way through.

"Aaa!" You screamed wildly as you gave Link an enormous hug, almost knocking him over.

"Hmm," the stall owner grumbled. "I guess you did it. Fair and square." The man placed a Cucco plush on the counter as he stared sternly at Link. "Now don't come back, you hear?"

You picked up your prize and gave it a big squeeze. "I'm gonna have to figure out a name for you, little guy." The plushie fit perfectly between your arms as you held it close to your body. "Thank you so much Link, I could honestly cry I'm so happy"

Link shyly gave you a bump on the arm. "It's nothing, I just knew you really wanted it."

"Ah man, we're gonna go on so many awesome adventures together!"

"Adventures you say," a man standing near you said. "Are you two by chance adventurers?"

"Well… there goes our few days of vacation, Link," you said softly as the man approached the two of you to ask for your help.