A Zelda: Twilight Princess collection
Disclaimer: I don't own TP (except a copy of it), and I don't own Zelda.
Chapter Eight: Apple
'Accidentally on purpose – Deliberately, but feigning accident.'
It wasn't until he was well beyond the gates of Castle Town did he receive the opportunity to stop his fleeing. Link, breathing heavily in panic and eyes wide darted for the nearest copse of trees, peering beyond the trunks to look at the city.
Good, none of the guards had followed him. At least he could stop and catch his breath, now. He tried to ignore the fact he probably wouldn't be able to go through that section of Castle Town again.
A high-pitched giggle issuing from the shadow at his feet sparked his irritation, and he turned to it.
"Nice going, Midna. Think you could have caused any more trouble?"
The shadow slid away from him and coalesced in the air before him in the shape of an imp. Midna gave him her trademark toothy grin.
"Yes, but I thought, 'oh, poor Link, wolfie can't take much more of this!' You should be glad I saved you back there."
Link stared at her incredulously, and was on the brink of reprimanding her ("What do you mean you saved me?!") when he noticed what she was rolling between her hands. He goggled.
"Midna," He said slowly, eyes following the motions, "where did you get that apple?"
She giggled again. "Hehe, 'bout time you noticed, huh?" She took a great bite out of it, juice dripping down her chin. She crunched happily.
"Midna, that's stealing! Theft! Go return it right now!"
She rolled her eyes at his aghast and thunderstruck expression. "I can't very well return it when it's half gone already, now, can I?" As if to stress her point she took another chomp out of the red fruit, chewing with deliberate slowness in his direction. His face heated up with indignation.
"Then we have to go pay for it!"
She sighed as she finished off the apple, licking her lips in a very cattish way. "Oh, Link, calm down. Besides, I don't think you'll be let near that stall again." She grinned devilishly.
He massaged his face. "Just…is this the first time? Have you done this before?"
She gave him an innocent look, which immediately gave him his answer. "Why would you suspect me of something like that?"
"Midna…"
"Once," She allowed, but held up a hand to forestall his oncoming tirade. "It was only once, and I didn't do it on purpose. I thought those potion pots were set out for free, and I didn't know the potions weren't free until we had already left."
He took several breaths to calm himself. "If you didn't know they weren't free, I suppose I can let you go…Just don't steal again, okay?"
She nodded and settled herself comfortably against his shoulder, resuming her chore of licking juice from her fingers. It made his cheeks heat up. "Deal. That parrot stood no chance against me, anyways."
"Midna!"
A/N: If you don't know what potions I'm talking about, think of that stall in front of the Forest Temple with the parrot (parakeet? I can't recall what it is--) as the shopkeeper. Recall it now?