Author's Note: Wow, I can't believe I forgot the chapter title for the first chapter! The one I have fixed it with should fix the situation entirely.
Oh, and also, I started a new story. Enjoy.
Zelda sat in her house, her feet propped up on a stool. She was reading a book titled "How to Avoid Getting Kidnapped: Things You and Your Future Incarnations Should do to Prevent Capture".
"Well, it's a strangely long title, but I guess I'll read it. It won't be useful, but hey, why not. I mean really, what are odds that I-"
The window shattered, and Zelda turned. A bird laid on her windowsill, twitching. Zelda shrugged it off, figuring that her nerves had got the best of her.
As she reached for the book she had dropped, the wall behind her burst apart in a shower of debris. A deep, drawn out, "Oh yeah!" sounded from behind her. As she turned around, she saw Demise standing behind her. He grabbed her by the neck, and whisked her away before she could scream.
"Groose! Groose!" Link ran down the stone path of the town, screaming at the top of his lungs. Groose stood at the front of the castle, barking orders to random workers who laid down stone.
"You! Put that stone there! Where's the giant statue of me! I want a moat with alligators! And where are we going to put the swimming pool? Think ahead, you idiots! Get back to work!"
"Who the heck are you?"
"I'm Groose!"
The hired Goron got down from his castle work and walked over to him. "We were never instructed to take any instruction from you."
"You used a form of instruct twice."
"Get out, Gorons don't have to apply to the author's general rules of grammar."
"Those aren't even his, those are his editor's."
"The hell if I care, get out!" The Goron shooed Groose away. He turned to Link, who was laying on the ground gasping for air.
"Was there something you wanted?"
"Zelda… gone… window… bird…" Link let out strained words inbetween gasps for breath.
"I'm pretty sure that doesn't make any sense. I'm not here to play twenty questions."
Link got up, and began tugging on Groose's shirt. He began running again to Zelda's house, and Groose followed. As they reached the house, they noticed the damage from the outside. A window was broken, and a Demise-shaped hole was in the side of the wall. There was no sign of Zelda inside.
"Well… as it would appear, Zelda is gone." Groose said very calmly. His head twitched a bit.
"Do you… know what… this means…" Link said, still trying to catch his breath.
"I dunno!"
"Well we should probably attempt to start finding suspects and what not."
"So where do we start?"
"We should probably start with investigating. So who do you think we could question first?"
"How about him?" Groose pointed up to the sky. Link turned around in time to see a Kikwi flying through the sky, plummeting down towards Link at an alarming rate. The Kikwi clutched his face, screaming in its little Kikwi voice. Link began clawing at his face, screaming in terror.
"Why does everyone think my face is a launch pad!?" he shouted, gripping his hands around the Kikwi. He wrenched it off of his face, and dropped it to ground. He ran off screaming, with scratches all down his face.
"Hi there mister!" Groose looked down at the small Kikwi. It didn't appear to be as old as the other Kikwis. "How are you?" It talked with a slight speech impairment, pronouncing its "th"s as "d"s, and its "r"s as "w"s.
"Where did you come from?" Groose asked.
"A big guy with firey hair kicked me all the way here!" it said, maintaining a cute and innocent posture of obliviousness.
"Oh did he…" Groose slowly began to piece together the clues. "The question is... what is Ghost Rider doing in Grooseland?"
"It's not Ghost Rider, you moron." Link walked up, his face covered with makeshift bandages he had made from a chunk of fabric he ripped off from his shirt. "Think Groose. Who do you know that is big and fiery?"
"Ghost Rider."
"Try again."
"Ghost Rider."
"It's not Ghost Rider."
"Nicolas Cage."
"It's not Nicolas Cage."
"Hmm… Ghost Rider."
Link sighed in frustration. "It's Demise."
"Demise!? But I thought I killed him!"
"Whether you did or not, he's obviously back. Unless this is a Ghost Rider crossover, but judging by the story's placement," Link pointed to the upper left corner of the screen, "this is not a crossover!" Link paced the ground, pondering the current situation.
"Hey… how did you do that?" Groose asked.
"How could Demise have gotten out of the Realm of the Goddesses? Isn't that where you sealed him?" Link said, ignoring the question.
"Yeah. I didn't screw up! This was someone else's fault!"
"Maybe you should ask him!" the tiny Kikwi called out. Groose looked down at the Kikwi, who was still standing next to Groose.
"Where did he come from?" Link asked.
"Well, I was kicked here from Lanayru."
"Why were you in the Sealed Grounds?" Groose questioned the Kikwi.
"Well, I was kicked there by the big scary guy."
"Wait, he kicked you twice?" Link asked.
"Yeah…" the Kikwi looked down at his feet.
"Well, that's not too far from here. I suggest we get going, Groose."
"Indeed." Groose responded. He picked up the Kikwi and set it on his shoulder.
"Do we really have to bring it with?" Link asked, poking the Kikwi in the stomach. It chuckled a little.
"Yeah, this adventure would be incomplete without… what's your name?"
"My name is Cheebi!"
"Cheebi… that's too long." Groose said, scratching his chin.
"What do you mean it's too long? It's six letters!" Link exclaimed.
"I'm shortening it to Cheeb, okay? That's your nickname, Cheeb. Do you like that?"
"I… I guess." Cheeb shrugged. "Let's go!"