Link and Tracy sat contentedly in their car, waiting for Seaweed and Penny to show up. They fed each other popcorn and shared a milkshake, sitting right in the middle space in the very first row of the vast parking lot at the drive-in movie theater.

"Isn't this great?" Tracy asked, chewing a piece of popcorn.

"It is," Link agreed. He moved closer to Tracy and put his arm around her. She looked beautiful but cold in a spaghetti-strapped dress.

Snuggling with him, Tracy murmured, "Tonight's our night, Link."

"Tracy, I…"

The end of his sentence was drowned out by the sound of Seaweed's beat-up old car. They parked right next to Tracy and Link, and exchanged greetings before the girls plunged into conversation.

"Is your dad home? What's he like? Why was he in jail?" Tracy bombarded her friend with questions.

"He's okay, I guess," Penny replied. "We don't really talk. Never have."

So, that was the end of it. Slightly disappointed with the meager response, Tracy accepted it and decided that she shouldn't – and wouldn't – ask any more questions. At least not this night, anyway.

As the movie started, everyone fell silent. It was happy, but rather boring, and Tracy was asleep by the end of it.

"I'd better get Penny home before her mom comes and gets me," Seaweed whispered over at Link, starting his car and waking Tracy anyway. "See y'all on Monday."

As soon as their car was gone and Tracy was fully awake, she turned to look at Link. "Link, what were you saying, earlier?"

Link took a deep breath. He looked behind him, and on his left and right. There was empty space in each place, with only a vacant car on the left. He pulled Tracy close to him, gave her a kiss, and looked deep into her eyes.

"I was saying that I'm ready… IF this is what you really want."

"It is," Tracy breathed. She could hardly believe this was happening.

He kissed her, lightly, on her forehead, and dug around in his pocket for a certain small package. He fingered it and looked at Tracy again. "Trace, please know that I love you more than anything. Even…"

"AMBER!" Tracy shrieked.

"Yes," Link said, slightly startled that she could read his mind. "That's exactly what I was going to say…"

"No, Link, look," Tracy whispered.

Link gasped.

Tracy was right. Standing up and waving at the couple from in front of their car, in the most revealing dress that Link had ever seen, was a very satisfied-looking Amber von Tussle.

"Oh, hey guys!" Amber chirped. "Um, my date kinda left me here, and I was wondering if you could do me a reallyreallyreally big favor and take me home tonight."

Link gritted his teeth.

Tracy rolled her eyes.

"There goes our night," they whispered.

"I guess," Link finally grumbled, wiping at his eyes in a sleepy fashion and squeezing Tracy's hand apologetically.

"Yay!" Amber jumped up and down, and so did her chest, which was barely contained by her dress.

Sitting in the back seat, Amber leaned forward to get between the couple. She smiled at Link and began babbling about her mother's new job. Link looked straight ahead, ignoring her completely.

"Good night," he snapped, stopping abruptly in front of Amber's house and waiting for her to get out.

"Oh… good night," Amber said, sadly, slowly getting out.

Tracy growled at Amber's back as the girl went into her house.

"Good riddance," she added.

Link sighed. "I'd better get you home. Next Saturday will be better, I promise." He raised his eyebrows at her pointedly took the packages out of his pocket and placed them gently in his glove compartment. "Now, we're good and prepared." He allowed himself a passionate kiss with his beloved before driving her, more quickly than he would have liked, back to her house.

"I love you, Link," Tracy told him, satisfied with their first date. "Good night."

"I love you too, Trace," Link replied, kissing her again. "And, uh, Trace? Please don't ever even think that a dress like that – or a lack of a dress, really – will get my attention."

Tracy laughed.

"Good to know. Good night," she said, finally.

As she skipped up the steps to her house, she honestly had to wonder if there was anyone who had ever lived who had been happier than she was at that moment.