"You whaaaaaaaat?" The King of Red Lions bellowed at the top of his lungs. "What do you mean you have to stay in Windfall Island, you silly dress wearing boy?"
If you have no idea who the King of Red Lions is, you must be in the wrong section of , again!
"It's not a dress, your Highness!" Link whispered to the red talking boat. "It's a tunic, I told you already!"
"Whatever it is, it is still unpleasing to look at!" The angered boat snapped in his thick British accent. "Now hurry, we haven't much time! We would have arrived to Tower of Gods by now."
"I know," The boy slumped his shoulders in embarrasment. "I promise you we'll start heading there but there's something I need to do first."
"What could be more important than saving the Kingdom of Hyrule, boy?" The furious boat bellowed.
"How about this…"The boy in the green dress pointed at his PictoBox. "A Deluxe Picto Box!"
"Whoa! Are you sh-ting me? A Deluxe Picto Box? Full color and everything?"
"Damn straight!"
"I didn't even know the full color Picto Box even existed!"
"I know right? I thought it was all a myth and stuff!"
The crimson boat cleared it's throat before continuing. "Then what the hell are you doing here talking to me then? Hurry up so we can get going!"
The boy in the green dress happily scurried toward the town in searching of "someone mailing unwanted love letters".
"Alright..." the boy paced in circles around carefully. "Where would I find someone who's mailing an unwanted love letter?"
"At the Post Box, you idiot." The boy recognized the dull voice of the tall man that stood above him.
"What do you mean?" Link asked Salvatore, the owner of the KA-BOOM game.
"Isn't it only ovious that someone who's going to be mailing unwanted love letters to someone should be utilizing that post box daily?" He stated as he points to the red mail post box that greeted the Dock of Wind Fall Island.
"I knew that!" The boy cried furiously, why didn't he think about that earlier?
"You might even come across Garrickson." Salvatore took a deep breath. "That goof ball never knows when to give up."
"How come?"
"Garrickson is always sending letters to this woman he met at Zunari's Auctions which are hosted every night at the House of Wealth. Once they met, she told him that she resides in Outset Island and she also told him about her weird fetish to pots. After that auction night, he never saw her again, but he claims that she's the woman of his life. The man has completely fallen head over heals for this woman. He sends her letters daily expecting a reply in return but…" Salvatore stared down at the boy in the green dress. "Why the hell am I even telling you this?" He cackled. "What are you like fourteen years old? Little kids like you have not yet lived life to comprehend about love!"
Once the boring man was gone, Link decided that he should keep a close eye on the red mail Post Box in case a certain someone, *Cough* Garrickson *Cough*, would soon approach it.
It was only a matter of time when Garrickson began to nervously approach the Post Box.
"That must be him!" The boy in the green dress realized as he kept a close eye on the blue haired man that tightly grasped a red envolope.
" There is no question that Lenzo has the whole world under his lens." Link whispered softly as he raised the PictoBox to his eye level. "He's such a weird old stalker…"
As the man carefully inserted the letter inside the Post Box, Link pressed the shutter rapidly, causing Garrickson to confusedly look to his surrounding for the source of the suspicious flash.
From the PictoBox compartment printed out the most perfect picture of someone who was sending an unwanted love letter.
The boy in the green dress threw his fists in the air as he jumped happily in accomplishment.
Then he slowly began to trot toward the place he dreaded the most in all of Wind Fall Island, Lenzo's Pictograph workshop.
How will Link do on his second assignment?
Read Chapter 3...if You DARE!
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